The blog is dead

What's wrong with me? I hardly ever write, my mind is like sludge, even blogger doesn't remember my username or passwords any more.... waaah waaah waaaaah! not that anyone really reads this... it's like if a tree falls does it make a sound if noone's there to hear it? What's that mean anyway?
I've started uni again - and there's the enforced socialisation you feel you have to do because you'll be seeing the same people for a year. Anyway, first day at the pub after class and I couldn't help but see everyone as if we were on Big brother. All the cool people hung out together, while all the weirdos like me clamped together. Does this mean a) I watch Big brother far too often even though I hate it? And deny that I really ever watch it? or b) That I artificially creating tribal groupings that reflect my own level of self-esteem and confidence? One to ponder indeed. Anyway a month in and the pub group has gotten a lot smaller so now weirdo's and popular ones alike are united by their love of the alcoholic beverage... ah beer, how it unites you with people you would never speak to in any other circumstance. Not that I really drink beer, or like it much anyway... Much like Big Brother. Ugh! What have I become? I'm supposed to be a grown up here! 7 days and counting to Tanzania! I can't wait baby!