That title was an attempt at a play on the title of The Script song “Hall of Fame” because this post is about my time in university halls… I won’t lie it probably could have been better.
I was already terrified at the prospect of moving away, and being thrown into the halls I was ended up in, my worst fears were realised. I was surrounded by people I don’t get on with, in a flat that smelt of bins and rotting dishes. The last 8 or so months have been the most challenging months of my life, surrounded by people and noise but feeling like I was completely alone. I’ve felt isolated, annoyed and panicky almost all of the time and I’m pretty sure this flat has given me diseases.
But during these 8 months I’ve been able to do some amazing things, like meet some of my internet friends and meet some of my favourites, these days made me so, so happy and they wouldn’t have been possible without moving into halls.
Just talking to internet friends online has made me feel like I actually wasn’t alone. They may not realise it, but in the simple act of saying hello, they made me forget that I was actually alone. I listened to Radio 1 before I came to uni, but since moving I’ve spent so much more time listening to the radio and hearing the same voices, like Greg James, Scott Mills and Chris Stark, every day was a comfort. It felt like I wasn’t alone in my room, but was sat in my room with a friend (albeit one that doesn’t listen to me when I speak). I’ve watched programmes like Would I Lie To You, Not Going Out, Michael McIntyre’s Chat Show, 8 Out of 10 Cats Does Countdown and Miranda again and they’ve made me laugh just as much as they did the first time.
I can finally move out at the end of the week and I cannot wait, although I do feel very sorry for the next poor soul who has to have my flat, they’re going to end up living with the ghost of maggots.
I am a bit weird when it comes to sleeping, I shall now list (are you getting bored of me listing things yet?) these strange habits:
I sleep with a duvet and a sheet. I know most people are duvet people and find sheets very trapping and in the words of Michael McIntyre “shit”, but I find it so snug to have a sheet and a duvet. In the winter it provides a warming cocoon of niceness and in the summer you simply push the duvet away and have a cooling sheet. It’s wonderous. The sheet being tucked in also means monsters and demons can’t grab your legs and drag you to your death.
I sleep on the very bottom corner of the pillow, in adverts for beds you’ll see people with their heads in the middle of the pillow. That isn’t me. I begin my night in the middle but then I sleep on the corner, in fact I barely sleep on the pillow. Which is weird as I always have to have two pillows.
I move around a lot in my sleep and I have been known to make the duvet actually fall off the bed, which isn’t ideal in the winter as I end up freezing to death…
This post is pretty self-explanatory, I have, and always have had, too many nicknames. It’s got to the point where I now forget my name is Katherine and find it weird when people call me that.
I’ll now list every nickname I’ve ever had;
Most of these nicknames seem kind of normal because they’re related to my name but some of them, like “Mushroom Head”, “Big Fish” and “Wheel” seem a little far fetched. So i’ll explain them.
Mushroom Head came from a friend at school who, when I showed her a picture of me as a child decided I had hair like a mushroom. As you can see from this, she does kind of have a point…
Big Fish came about when 2 of my friends in school and I had a new obsession with the song “Big Fish, Little Fish, Cardboard Box” and we just randomly gave each of us one of those names and I ended up with “Big Fish”.
And Wheel is my name in the group of friends who are Michael fans (the ones I’ve done blog posts on before). They decided that because my name is Katherine, and there’s a firework called Katherine Wheel, I should be called Katherine Wheel. However due to laziness that’s now shortened to “Wheel”.
I now find hearing my own name really weird. It’s quite weird finding your own name weird. I’m just generally weird. I’ve said weird too much and now it sounds and looks weird. Weird. Weird. WEIRD?! I’m going to leave…
I’ve been in quite a reflective mood lately, and it’s got me thinking about childhood and the things I miss from it. So, I thought I’d share these things with you in a categorised list, because you know how much I love a list.
I’ve been thinking about a lot of old shows and if I’m honest with you, watching them. You know, like all 18 year olds do of an evening…
Big Cook, Little Cook- now that was a cooking show, I was desperate for a magical wooden spoon
Balamory- even now when I see coloured houses in a row I think “ooh it’s Balamory” yes I am lame leave me alone
64 Zoo Lane- 64 64 64 ZOO LANE, this is definitely not a link to the lyric video www.youtube.com/watch?v=uLQWZ-8WmJ8
Brum- me and my brother adored Brum. It’s strange to think that ended so many years ago
TMi- I adored this show, Sam and Mark made kids tv brilliant, and I actually cried into my roast dinner when it ended (that’s not a horrific euphemism I did literally cry)
Best of Friends- I really wanted to go on this show. But I didn’t have enough friends. Tragic life storyKerching!- be honest, everyone did that kerching arm thing. Don’t ask me what the show was about, I cannot remember for the life of me. But I do know the theme tune was fabulous https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PEYKD_qSB9Y
Stupid- this also had a fabulous theme tune, and it was one of my favourite shows, it’s actually the show I discovered the amazing Miranda Hart on.
It makes me a little sad that today children have no real need to go outside anymore. When I was younger I always went outside, I loved using my imagination…
Pretending to be magic- whenever I had to use automatic doors I’d move my hands as I went towards them, therefore I magically “opened” the door… this is something I obviously still don’t do now…
Heads down thumbs up- HOW GOOD WAS THIS GAME
Fairground Monopoly- my family had Monopoly Junior which was amazing, you basically bought things like rides and balloon stands as opposed to the normal Monopoly where you buy streets and train stations.
Witch Doctor- all I’ll say is this… ooh eeh ooh ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang
Baha Men- Who Let the Dogs Out? The classic school disco song
The Ketchup Song- I never understood why this was named after a condiment but who cares it’s amazing
So there we go, some of my childhood memories, I hope I’ve made you all feel nostalgic. Let me know what shows, games or songs you remember in the comments.
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