Strangers..

So, this first year of uni is basically over. 

It's flown by. 

And absolutely everything hasn't gone like I thought it would. 

Which is fine in some respects. I guess. 

But like, what I suppose gets to me most is the fact that I don't know anyone. 

I mean, I'm only just realising that I know practically nothing about the people that I have lived and worked with for 9 months. 

Everyone is essentially a stranger. Just a stranger whose name I know. 

Even people who I knew before uni, people who I would have considered to be closest to.. strangers. 

I don't know them anymore. 

And that freaks me out and makes me wonder what the hell I've been doing. 

Am I so crap that I haven't been listening when people have been talking? Or am I so shit that I haven't asked? 

Everyone else seems to have managed fine and be really close and Really Good Friends. 

And I'm not. 

I don't like not knowing people, and by extension, people not knowing me.. Although I suppose their not knowing me can only be a good thing. 

Urg. 

I shouldn't be this depressed. Need to get a grip of some sort. 

I'll finish this dickspit later. 

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Just back from rowing. Little Damp [read 'soaking'] 

However the rain helps me think. 

But right now all I can think about is how damp I am.