The price of a book of 4 first class stamps. The train fare from Hitchin to Stevenage. A return bus fare into Southampton city centre. Swimming in the town centre. A tube of Doritos. Getting a key cut. A 2 litre bottle of coke. A tub of Asda icecream. A new energy-saving lightbulb. Eight boxes of matches from OneStop.

These are all things that I can instantly think of that cost more money than what any of my Uni friends would have to spend on a pint in the Halls bars this evening.

And yet being a student, in Southampton (a pleasant University city), being 5 minutes away from either Halls bars or the campus Union pub, a short bus ride from anywhere in town, having a plethora of computer games and things to do in my room, loads of friends to talk to and have a fun evening with, I'm destined for an evening of boredom.

Everyone is so bloody apathetic, they don't give a crap and would rather sit like drones in front of their computers all evening and night (and I bet they've been on them since they woke up) than go out and socialise, to talk to people in the real world.

I would plead with my housemates and other friends to come out, but when I've done that before, it's been hard to squeeze a word out of them. When they want to be boring by god they are. So, I'll sit here, read a bit and get an early night that I'd really rather have spent doing anything other than sleeping.

And to top the whole sodding thing off, I've been told that they don't sell books of 4 stamps anymore. Its six now. What the hell is this world coming to?

(I don't think I'll ever find out unless I remove the burning food from the oven.)