Saw this guy at Reading Festival and he was incredible. A small crowd, but you could tell everyone who was there adored his music, so was such a great atmosphere. Other highlights include the euphoric Florence And The Machine, The Vaccines, The Hives, Dry The River and, of course, The Maccabees. Oh, did I mention I saw The Shins? Gaaaaahhhhfmwlfk;ewjfopehgbkb INSANE.
I feel a little sorry for Summer, out of all of the seasons it seems to be the one with the most responsibility; it’s expected to be warm, it’s expected to be better than last year, it’s expected to be filled with promise, with music, beer gardens and endless possibility, all whilst being picturesque enough for your average Indie Kid to Instagram a picture of their Corona with the sun shining off the bottle.
In my generation, and those younger, as soon as September rolls around it seems common practice to say ‘This summer has been the best yet’. ‘OH MA DAYZ, BEST SUMMER EVER’, ‘SUMMER 2K12, UNFORGETTABLE’ seems to be gracing my Facebook far too loosely. Yes, I’m sure you’ve had a wonderful summer. Yes, I’m sure you’ve done some lovely things- but can you honestly say it’s been the best yet?
This past year has left me with an insatiable appetite for living. I can’t say something drastic or dramatic has happened which has made me particularly wary of how short it can be, but I am very aware that there is so much to do and very little time to do it in. I am in no way morbid. If anything I’m just overexcited to live.
This summer has genuinely been, for me, the best yet. I have done so much, been so busy, met so many and experienced some awesome things. However, it would be foolish to say it is unbeatable; if anything, I consider it be a landmark on which all other seasons should aim to be.
“Urged on by massive home crowds and a cheerleading press that defied predictions of Olympic cynicism, British athletes ran, cycled and rowed their way to their highest medal count since Britannia ruled the seas in 1908. At these Games, the United States and China might be coming home with more gold, but this country of 62 million roughly the size of Michigan reminded itself of its uncanny ability to punch above its weight.” - Washington Post
These past 2 weeks have depicted an immense sense of what it is to be British, and never have I been more proud to say I live in such a magnificent country. Part of me would love to say I was filled with cynicism in the lead up to the games, only to be pleasantly surprise by how successful we were. Alas, I am stereotypically optimistic and believed from the beginning we would pull it off in style..and my God how I was proved right and then some! 65 medals, just incredible.
I also heard this chappy today. Lewis Watson, simple but so beautiful, the lyrics are lovely. Nice to hear to hear some uncomplicated, stripped back music.
Today, Mumford and Sons released their new song ‘I Will Wait’. Their album comes out September 24th and I could not be more excited. Very rarely does a song make me genuinely so excited, and very rarely does an artist make me quite so happy.
If people thought less, there would be a lot less hassle.
I officially finished my first year of University on the 15th of June. Ridunkulous to think how quickly time has gone, and as lame and cheesy as it sounds I have learnt a ridiculous amount- both academically and about myself.
My Dad was who got me thinking about this (and don’t go thinking me and my Dad be havin’ these heart to heart, philosophical conversations all the time, pretty sure before this we were talking about our favourite jelly-baby flavours.): If I could tell someone finishing college and going off to University anything about University and student life, what would it be? And that’s exactly what I’m going to do. Everyone’s Uni experience is different, I’m not saying you WILL feel exactly the same as me, and there are some who will completely disagree with some of my points. But you’ve got this far, you may as well stick around to see what I have to say!
1) It will be both everything and nothing you expected. (Sorry to start with such an ambiguous statement but it’s totally true.) Go without expectations to avoid, it will make the whole experience 10x more awesome.
2) Don’t base everything on the day you move in. That day is the most bizarre, hectic, crazy day ever. I turned up at my accommodation, just as all my housemates left to go for a walk together. Well, that was it. I was going to have no friends, my housemates where all going to be bastards and I was going to leave University with no degree, no friends and a lifetime of misery awaited. Needless to say none of the above happened- my housemates where lovely, I made friends and I’m still at University.
2) It’s alright to miss home. I’d say a good 90% of people come to Uni and say ‘Meh, probably won’t be home ‘til Christmas, laters Mum and Dad.’ I came to think there was this phenomenon at Uni that it was sort of ‘wrong’ or super lame to want to go home. You will always get the people who NEVER go home for one reason or another which is fair enough. Just know that if you want to go home, you can.
3) Your kitchen on the first day- take a mental picture. It will never look so clean.
4) ‘Yeaaah, I’ll just live off pasta.’ I give it a week before you crave meat.
5) I love going out. Equally, I love staying in. There will always be next week to go out, and whilst it’s super important to go out and be social and all that that comes with the stereotypical student, there’s nothing wrong with staying in with a lame film. The worst you’ll get is a week’s worth of banter about how you aren’t a true fresher.
6) Joining a society will be the best thing you ever do.
7) Make an effort to be as social as you can. You can’t complain about not finding any friends if you haven’t tried to speak to as many people as possible.
8) Don’t try and compare your Uni friends to friends from home. Of course they’re not going to know you as well, that’s the idea of making new friends. Saying this, opening a conversation with your recent relationship breakdown or your secret fetish of toes is maybe a bit too far. (Particularly the toe fetish thing, not sure even your closest friends from home should know that.)
9) Textbooks. I don’t expect you to, neither do I think you will, but I can almost guarantee you’ll get to the end of your year and realise how much easier your degree would’ve been if you’d just done those stupid ‘readings’.
10) Your first year will be totally unique to any other year at Uni. Embrace being on campus, get drunk, have a laugh, don’t take it too seriously, at the end of the day only get one year as a fresher.
Needless to say, most of you will read this and think it’s total bollocks. Needless to say, you’ll have a crackin’ time whatever way you choose to approach Uni life. Needless to say, I’ve waffled on too much and will stop pretending to be full of wisdom. OVER AND OUTx
I am absolutely ob-SESSED with King Charles at the moment. Alt-J and Swiss Lips are also making appearances on my summer playlist. Outrageously excited for times to come: Seeing Ed Sheeran, Dry the River and Bon Iver all in the space of 4 weeks, exciting stuff planned for the lovely KentSnow amongst other little bits and bobs. Life is suhweeeet!