And for the matter, Hogwarts is currently masquerading as the University of Nottingham. No, it wasn’t the fact that I will be spending a significant amount of time this semester over runic texts and/or books on Old English and Old Norse. It wasn’t the fact that if all libraries on campus are as large as the one I hang out in (Hallward Library for those in the know), then clearly Hermione Granger had an active involvement in their design. It wasn’t even the fact that part of the campus could possibly be the Forbidden Forest in miniature (although if anyone fancies looking for unicorns and/or thestrals, I’m up for it).
No, what go me (and a few friends of mine for the matter) suspicious is the sheer number of staircases, doors and corridors that seem to lead nowhere in this place. I swear, in Trent Building only there’s more corridors than actual rooms. Is that even architecturally possible? Not that we are complaining. I can’t speak for the others, but having spend a good part of my early teenage-hood fully expecting a Hogwarts letter to arrive I am simply glad to be able to indulge in a little fantasy play and pretend I’m a very studious Ravenclaw or a mischivious Slytherin (I could never quite decide which House suited me better…).
And with the first week of lessons not being over yet, I can’t help but feel like a little first year, star-struck with all the new experiences and spending a lot of time getting lost in one corridor or another. It certainly looks like it’s going to be an interesting year if nothing else. Normally I don’t judge places and people at first glance but this time I will hazard a prediction: the next fifty-one weeks are going to be unforgettable!
I write this half-asleep and so any rambling needs be excused.
Why am I so sleepy you ask? FRESHERS! For those who are/have been through a university degree, I do not think this needs further explanation. For those that haven’t let me put it like this: Think a week-long party (with the equivalent amount of alcohol) that is at the same time form-filling marathon (registration, yay!), an Amazon exploration mission (seriously the Nottingham campus is huuuuuuuuu-yawn-uuuuge!), a diplomatic dinner (what with all the people you meet) and possibly the week you spend a disproportionate amount of our budget on books and office supplies (or if you are me, more than usual). And I LOVE IT!
Especially since now I’m a postgraduate and therefore familiar with some of the ins and outs of university life. Sure learning a new campus/city can be rather daunting but the terror of being away from home for the first time is no longer there and I know how to cook now, so no more Tesco meals for me. (I am still amazed and not shooting my cholesterol levels off the roof that first semester three years ago.)
I wish I could say more but I’m not kidding when I say I keep nodding off in front of the screen. So if you’re curious about what this crazy girl is doing with her life now, tune in next week when I’ll have had my first few seminars and undoubtedly more to rant and/or gush over.
Until then, sweet dreams my ducklings!
It appears that I cannot go for any respectable amount of time without being required to pack a suitcase….And don’t get me wrong! I love travelling. What I don’t love is trying to predict what I might need for a year in an unfamiliar city, all the while keeping in mind airline weight restrictions. Yeah…In other news Yours Truly is packing to leave for her postgrad degree.
Ugh, I do NOT want to go upstairs and face my suitcase. I mean, I leave on Friday so I still have some time to procrastinate but it doesn’t help when every day somebody will remember yet another thing I should “definitely take with me”. No, I’m not leaving my clothes behind in order to load on office supplies (even if they a lot cheaper here…).
And yes, I have planned my schedule for both the travelling and the moving in days. In exhausting detail I might. I need not recap it every other day. I get that this is a stressful time but man I just want to watch Naruto or go for a walk.
Times like this I dream for Hermione Granger’s bigger-on-the-inside bag more than ever. Just shove everything in a tiny purse and be done with it. Could somebody look in the idea for me?