Reflections on my first year of uni

You know the expression 'time flies when you're having fun'? I propose an amendment: time flies when you don't really want it to. Today I had my last exam of the first year of uni, which basically means that twenty five percent of my time at university is already over. It seems ridiculous but it's the case nonetheless, and whilst this year has undoubtedly been an experience, I cannot help but remember it as simply a blur of drinking, sleeping and playing computer games. There may have even been some work done at some point. I don't recall exactly what promises of wondrous riches lured me to uni in the first place, but I haven't been particularly disappointed or overwhelmed by the whole deal, so I wouldn't say I've been conned out of anything. Yet.

There's another cliché that 'you learn something every day'. This also resonates with truth -- after all, universities are places of learning. For instance, today in my Systems Analysis exam I learnt that I cannot draw sequence diagrams. Maybe there will come a day when I will learn how to draw sequence diagrams. Let us hope. Anyway, I have gained a fair amount of knowledge, both useful and useless, and generally imbued myself with a wealth of material goods. So what exactly have I amassed from my eight month stint at the University of Surrey?

1) Over fifty Tesco till receipts


Most people would ask me "why have you kept all your Tesco till receipts"? That's a fair question I guess. Aside from pure whimsy and mild obsessive compulsive disorder, the reason for this probably stems from my mother. One of her many words of warning as I fled the nest was this: "Peter, make sure you keep all your receipts and check them off against your bank statements because Tesco will try and shaft you every time you shop there". So I suppose my mother instilled in me an illogical distrust of electronic transactions, even though I'm never going to check the damn things off and frankly couldn't care less.

2) The realisation that I cannot sing

There comes a point when everyone is saying the same thing, and they're saying it in such resolute chorus that you cannot help but take notice. This was the case with my singing. I had long suspected that I could not sing, but I guess I harboured a deep-seated denial and told myself that in fact I could sing and everyone else was tone deaf. It took a few months for the sentiment to sink in and register, but once I accepted that my singing is actually a source of great annoyance, it became a powerful weapon for me to wield.

3) A bitter resentment towards a housemate

Birthday card

This is the best birthday card I ever received and I forgot to post it before, so here it is despite a complete lack of relevance to the actual content.

Earlier on the year I wrote a poorly-received blog about how I hate my housemates. This was an exaggeration (if that comes as a surprise please stop reading my website). I only hate one of my housemates. And all of his friends. I am not a hateful person, but I am only human. There's only so much I can take. Work your way through this list of things they did and contemplate how long it would take for you to want to shoot them all in the face with an assault rifle:

It really does make me less sad to be leaving, because if I had to live with them for another month I'd have definitely resorted to either GBH or murder. It'd be a cleansing of society, not a crime.

4) Over 300GB of 'downloaded material'

There's a filesharing program on campus which lets you download files off other people at very fast speeds. And there's a lot to choose from. I had to buy a new hard drive to hold all my new 'material' and I'm nearly out of space again. It will be missed.

5) A new Monopoly set, used once

I only bought this because the old one at home has been repeatedly kicked and stomped into submission by my angry younger brother, half the money is missing and several of the playing pieces have been partially digested by a cat at some point. It was only ten pounds so I'm not that disappointed that we only ever played one game in a whole year, though I took exception to those who considered the game 'boring'.

Rest assured that I have experienced more than can be summarised in a 1000 word blog and that it is shocking that my time here is going so fast. What makes it exceptional is the fact that I really haven't been doing anything this year. There is a degree of accomplishment in finishing the exams, but then you realise that 'the first year doesn't matter' and that I could have probably passed doing half the work I have done and slept twice as much. I hear the second year is pretty demanding compared to the doss that is the first year. I can see that being the case. Bring it on.

Permalink || Posted 19/5/2006 by Pete


  1. Phil - 19/5/2006 - 1:55pm

    Can we expect a similar style of blog after your second year of uni?

  2. The Natflap - 19/5/2006 - 1:57pm

    I guess I could make it a regular feature. Whatever makes my darling Phil happy.

  3. Riach - 19/5/2006 - 2:17pm

    i have to disagree with you on one of the points there petal, bringing home traffic signs and beer barrels? sounds like a pretty good night out to me. Although pissing in the shower, doing smelly shits, laughing loudly, stealing food, untensils, the girl sleep thing, the money thing, the obnoxious thing, and MOST OF ALL the rich ponse thing, all really GRIND MY GEARS too petal. GOOD job ol' son. NICE BLOG. vagina. baby shit

  4. davd - 19/5/2006 - 3:21pm


  5. davd2 - 19/5/2006 - 3:22pm

    "I hear the second year is pretty demanding compared to the doss that is the first year"

    They said that about A levels compared to AS, and considering the first year at uni is the easiest academic year of my entire life, I ain't worried, just don't take me back to GCSEs.

  6. helz - 20/5/2006 - 10:22am

    I'm reaching the end of my first year of uni too and i can relate to a lot of what you've written there.
    btw love the birthday card :D

  7. the harris - 21/5/2006 - 5:49pm

    im with you 100% on the flatmates thing, the bastards, least your prob spoke english, im just thinking how they are gonna suffer for the next couple of weeks before they go home now i have.

  8. Mary anne - 4/10/2006 - 7:11pm

    I 'm very annoyed with that bad language the Harris has written. And this is an illegal site. I am Mary anne Mullan, Police officer of Manchester police station. Take this site off the internet, so else you may get a little visit from me. And remember, i know your website, and i know where you live. I don't mean to scare you, but just take it off now. Thank you

  9. Megan Keyes from Drumragh College - 4/10/2006 - 7:13pm

    I love boys. And i love this site.

  10. Josh Bates - 29/5/2007 - 2:55pm

    I like playing Monopoly, especially when I cheat.

  11. david - 7/3/2008 - 9:03am

    hi do you want to sell the Tesco till receipts. you can email me at:

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