my world in words.

Week 7 freaks me out. Every term, every year, it’s the same story…the dreaded week 7 of university. Here are some reasons why week 7 is the worst week of uni…. You lay awake worrying about how close the number 7 is to the number 10 and therefore how close your final deadlines are. All the books have been taken out of the library and there are at least 3 holds on each one. You struggle to find a space in the library which has a plug so you can use your laptop because everyone else has ‘The Fear’ as well and they too are rushing to the library. You skip dinner to continue staying in the library and feel depressed when the alarm goes off at midnight to tell you to leave. You now have a favourite seat in the library and feel offended if you arrive and find someone already sat there. You instantly hate people who sigh, breathe loudly, bite their nails or talk to their mates whilst in the library. You spend most of your money on coffee to keep you going. Lecturers don’t email you back fast enough or worse they cancel meetings or don’t turn up on time, if at all, wasting valuable study time. Lectures become a chore and interrupt your flow of work but you go anyway simply for a ‘break’. You have no money because you spent the first few weeks of term spending far too much on shots of Sambuca and Aviation Fuel and then spending the next day ordering Dominoes to help you through the hang over. Consequently you now have hardly any money to survive on as your loan is almost non-existent. You begin to live off of food which quite frankly should have been thrown away but if you cut off the gammy bits you can get away with it. It’s colder inside your house than outside and if you choose to work there you end up getting under your duvet to write an essay with gloves on which only results in having a nap. You no longer go to the gym; there’s simply no time. Estate agents are constantly ringing you to bring students to view your house which is crazy because it’s November and none of those Freshers will be friends by the end of next term but there’s no way they’ll listen to that, they just want to know what your internet connection is like and how small the smallest room really is. You have to start thinking about Christmas shopping else you really will have no money to do this in December. You go out to let you hair down, but the clubs are empty because hey, it’s week 7, everyone’s poor and too busy to party. You now often go to bed before midnight. This is week 7. And you can’t believe it’s come round this fast.