Maybe all of my posts should be called Social Awkwardness.

So thats it. I've moved in. Yay.

Of course I didn't just move in, I moved in 5 days ago but honestly there is nothing exciting about having moved in somewhere a while ago. You don't get new neighbours who ask you when you moved in and you reply "2 weeks ago" go "Ooooh WOW!"

I'm now an official resident of student halls in London. Middlesex University to be precise. (I welcome all female fans to find me, or old men. Any kind of company would be appreciated). But still everyone else is settled in as they have been here for freshers week and I only just got in as I found the room too late. So I'm pretty much the new guy. Also because I'm different because I have a job instead of doing an actual uni course everyone thinks it's weird when I don't agree that Tuesday night is in fact "the most  'poppin' night of the week".

The first interaction was awkward as ever. I received a message on the Facebook wall of the halls that there were pre-drinks on my floors kitchen. I went aiming to put beers in the fridge, and it was full. I'm not sure if you've ever seen a grown man walk around drinking and carrying a lukewarm fridge pack of Fosters under his arm but it's not the best first impression. Anyway I walk into a conversation about Arsenal which even with people I know well, I could never contribute to, but nevertheless I sit there nodding and grunting enthusiastically when expected to and contributing as little as possible hoping that it would burn itself out then I notice the Glaswegian accent on the girl and the Arsenal shirt on the guy that are having the argument and then I think it will probably never end.

Still finally one girl says "You're the guy from Facebook right?" I'm confused then realise that she's not talking about Mark Zuckerberg and in fact about the post I made on the aforementioned wall. I quickly nod and realise this is the first thing that I will ever say in front of these people. "Yeah that sounds about right".

WHAT THE HELL ED!? That sounds about right? What? Are you not sure anymore? Are you confused about yourself? This is not the time to be having a fricking mid-mid-life crisis!

I stand in front of everyone and quietly dwell on the mistake but the girl is nice enough to let that one go. "Oh yeah I liked it".

Tears well up. Of course she mean Facebook liked which depending on the subject means about as much as saying LOL with a face like Clint Eastwood's. I then sputter out "Oh yeah me too, I mean I liked that you liked it...in my head".

My brain is screaming at me to throw myself out the window just for something to talk about.
Probably more halls related posts to come, but probably not about how I won three straight games of beer pong, more like how someone accidentally knocked on my door and I thought I had a friend for a few precious seconds...