One week later!

Right then.

It's been a few hours past the seven day mark and I'm still alive, so I must be doing something right.

Please excuse the rubbish photos.
It's been a really odd week, I'll be totally honest. It doesn't feel as though I've moved out. It feels more like a holiday and I've just brought all my things with me. I don't exactly feel homesick, and I haven't cried. (Although mum did, and on Friday my tutor asked me if she was okay now, bless him!) The moving in process was relatively easy actually, I was expecting absolute chaos, but it can't have taken any more than three hours from leaving home to emptying both cars into my room. Which, by the way is actually quite nice. Most of my things got unpacked on Sunday evening, and then the rest I did through Monday and Tuesday and now I'm all set up in my home for the remaining 39 weeks that I'm allowed to stay here.

Before I forget to mention, I will say that my flat mates are pretty cool. There's a good mixture of us, and we get along well which is such a relief.

And the mess.
Monday and Tuesday were mainly spent finding my way around, seeing what's where and how to get to places that I'll no doubt be visiting often. And no, not the pub. Although saying that I have been already. And it's rather ideal since it's no more than two minutes' walk from where I live. It's right next to student support (or services, I can't remember what it's called), and then just next to that is the health centre. Brilliant! We were all issued health forms so that we could register with the doctors on site if we wanted to, but my god what an absolute farce that was. Queuing for at least two hours for the nurse to basically say "yep, your form is fine". So that happened. But, it's a doctors for students only, so it shouldn't be getting clogged up with anyone else, which should I ever need to visit them, should mean that it will be quick and easy to get sorted. I also had my school welcome meeting on Tuesday. And yes, I mean school. It's weird. The university is separated into schools. I'm in the school of media, or LSM for short. Anyway. Here I got to meet all of my tutors, lecturers, and find out loads of information about what to expect over the coming weeks, months and years. A lot of the LSM staff seem like big kids, which is fantastic, because I get along with them really well. They're funny, and interesting, and exciting, and can you tell I'm really enjoying myself here?

What else happened.

Oh!

#Lincdog13

Yep. That.

If you follow me on Twitter, I apologise for bombarding you on Wednesday. Lincdog is a project run by the university for all the media students. The task was simple, we were assigned groups and told to make a 60 second film which would have an impact. Each group was assigned a zone in Lincoln to do the filming, and it could be a documentary, comedy, whatever else you could think of. It just had to have an impact. The group I was in went for a documentary with a twist at the end. Granted, not my idea, but it was definitely fun to film. I'll not tell you what it is, as you'll be able to see for yourself once they're all uploaded to YouTube. And I strongly advise you that you check out not just my groups video, but the other 40+ too because there is some serious talent and I am incredibly jealous because producing videos is not something I'm particularly good at.

The videos were all judged by Jack Howard, I'm sure some of you have heard of him. Sadly, he didn't pick ours, but that doesn't particularly matter to me. I had fun. I made friends. And I got to participate in a project that had I been given the choice, I'd have probably turned down. But I'm glad we were all without a choice, it made it much more interesting and exciting and fun, and it was great to work with people who think differently, and have different ideas, but actually considered what I had to say, and let me do a little bit of acting, which I guess I secretly enjoy doing.

As soon as those videos are uploaded, I'll let you know. Don't worry.

Speaking of videos, look out for my own which will kick off again next Sunday. I had planned for it to be this Sunday, but I've just been so insanely busy it's unreal.

On Wednesday night after the screening of all the videos, me and Hayley went for a walk around the city. Which is strange. Not the walk. But rather the fact that it's so incredibly safe here at night. Okay, so there are some rough areas, I've seen them. But around the campus, the city centre and the hill up to the cathedral, it's so unbelievably different to being at home. We walked along the canal and then followed the main road up the hill, merging into Steep Hill half way up. (I'll get onto that later.)

Once you're at the top, oh my god what a sight. I've never been to the cathedral before, and visiting for the first time at night was just spectacular quite frankly.

Oh my.

Not a great deal happened on Thursday, there was the societies fair which was pretty cool because I got to talk to a bunch of people to see what was on offer. I haven't definitely decided who or what to join, but there is definitely plenty to do. And failing that, I can always start my own society anyway. How cool is that?

Friday I had my course briefing, and I really enjoyed it. I got to meet most of the people on my course, find out a bit about the upcoming modules, as well as some opportunities in different departments that we could get on board with. I'll not say what, because I want to look into something first, and then I'll get back to you.

As soon as anyone says the word 'icebreaker' you know you're going to have no choice but to talk to strangers. For our icebreaker exercise we had to write down on a piece of paper what our name was, and underneath we had to describe ourselves with a sound. (Why not try it and comment with your sound? It's hard, I know.) Then we had to walk to the front, say our name and talk about our sound. Whilst doing that, we had our photo taken for the Wall of Sha- *cough*Fame. But in all fairness, it was fun, and I really enjoyed hearing what people described themselves as. Personally I described myself as a megaphone on a medium volume, because I'm not exactly the most quiet person, but I can be a lot louder given the push.

On Saturday, Hayley, Danielle and I all went out for a walk up to the cathedral, but in the day this time. Only this time we went up Steep Hill from the bottom, rather than half way. And for those of you who've never been to the cathedral, it's worth a look around, because it's absolutely incredible inside. Especially during the afternoon as the sun shines through the windows and changes the colour of the floor. Be warned though. If you're going to park in town, you will have to climb the hill. And if you've never been up it, you're in for a shock. I think it would be more appropriate to have named it 'Sheer Cliff Hill'. But hey-ho. It's as if the committee for the building team when Lincoln was founded decided to build everything at the top of the hill just to spite the townspeople. But this was some 1,000 years ago now, so who knows.

If you're ever in Lincoln, give them a ring!
Then on Saturday night there was a ghost walk, which is a really good way to explore the city, and be told some really cool stories along the way. It of course meant climbing Steep Hill again, but it was definitely worth it. It was dark, cold, windy and rather spooky. I don't particularly believe in ghosts. It's one of those things that for me to believe any form of existence, I need proof. But it was great to go out and tag along anyway. And I got a sticker, yay!

It's now Sunday evening, and today I had to go shopping because I've got plenty of packets of sauces and flavourings, but not actual food. So I grabbed some frozen bits from Farmfoods, fresh milk and canned chicken in white sauce from Morrissons and I'm set for the next week. I'm tired. I think I may be a little poorly, I don't know. It's been an incredibly long week. Not to mention the entire process of applying and preparing and moving to university. It all starts tomorrow morning. I'm really excited. I actually cannot wait to start. I worked so incredibly hard to get here, and I'm ready to crack on and start now.

If you've made it this far, I thank you. This is a rather long post, and it's taken well over an hour to write it. So I really do appreciate it if you've made it to the end. Also, there was a sudden influx of views to my blog and now it's over 1,000. Which is quite staggering. So again, thank you for that. It's brilliant!

I'm now going to catch up on some iPlayer stuff and sleep for a good ten hours or more, god knows I need it. With a bit of luck I'll be waking up to £2,000 in the morning, but we'll see.

Thank you, and goodnight!

- Anthony.

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