Like "Whoa!" And Stuff

I've been inspired by boredom (and the faint smell of what I can only assume is either cannabis or somebody having forgotten to water their plants in their hot bedroom) to write something on here. Trouble is I'm still finding it difficult to get excited about the surroundings when I don't know many people here. Of the people I do know, they either live far away (not as far away but still away from this Halls of Residence complex) or they can't be bothered with me! Is it too much to ask to befriend people who currently live a short walk across the way from me?! Nevertheless, I've resigned to myself being a current sufferer of Weltschmerz.

But what, exactly, is this Weltschmerz of which you speak?

Please. Give me time to type!

Weltschmerz is a word of German origin, meaning "world pain", and is used by the people of Germany to describe the depressing sensation of realising that life and this reality in general will never live up to the expectations of the human imagination... and a vivd imagination at that. Trust the Germans to come up with a single word for such a concept.

So, after telling myself numerous times I wouldn't hype up the idea of University life in my head whilst in my humble hometown, I big fat stupid went and did it anyway and now I feel bad that, even though we're only in the beginning stages, I've built up an idealistic view of what I would expect this whole place and its people to be like and now had it cruelly shattered before me as I can no longer dream of moving away and imagining what this place has in store for me because... well... I'm here.

I don't actually know where I'm heading with this and it's quite late and I'm babbling and very soon I won't be making any sense any more and fuh wazzle poop mo'hinggy frrop booble-wazzle in my guh-HAY'VIN like "whoa!" and stuff so yeah I'll stop now.

Besides, tomorrow I actually have classes featuring human interaction!