When I'm at college?
* Get up fifteen minutes earlier than a goddamn work day
* get ready (brek, shower, check my gear etc)
* drive fifty miles to nottingham (out thru brum 'burbs to the green belt, short cut onto the M42 avoiding the morning snarl, zone out for 30 miles of trucks racing each other, then another shortcut into nottscentral the other end as the A453 is the devil's own work)
* walk up into college with two different bags full of work & books & laptop & lunch
* sit in some deathly boring & irrelevant lectures about stuff supposedly essential to my job (it's not)
* have various oh-too-seldom coffee and toilet breaks
* take an all too short lunch break in which i'll buy some mystery soup from the canteen to dip my dried-out sandwich in and try to do some work on the laptop (anyone who i was vaguely friendly with has quit the course due to various deeply unfortunate reasons)
* more bloody lectures
* then either see if i can make it home before 7 (setting off at 5.15) or give the evening up for lost and sit in the library doing work until 6.53 when they chuck you out as "it's past 7, we're shut"... then see if I can make it back for 9.
* do some work when i get back in as well, but its fairly guaranteed it won't be enough... (even better, i have to do a presentation on amyloidosis this thursday, i know nothing about the condition and haven't had a chance to do a jot on it)
One of these days, I will check out what "Ocean", the student bar opposite the college is like, but it'll be a while. I haven't even put my photo in this year's NUS card yet as there hasn't been any point.
Sorry to be on a downer...... but you did ask (i'm hella depressed over all the work right now)
Back at "real" university, a general weekday in the first or second year might have consisted of:
* sleeping until 8.56, waking up in a panic
* downing a cup of double strength black instant (and i wonder why i have acid troubles!) <--- made with the tap, kettle, somewhat suspect cup and big jar of "rocket fuel" guarana-enhanced coffee in my bedroom
* checking I don't look
too disgusting
* grabbing bag and double-timing it down to the appropriate lecture hall (lots of 9am lectures, the sods!)
* taking a load of unintelligble notes
* then chilling out in the computer room, library, laundry, nearest pub, random parkland, the wall outside the library, bedroom, lounge etc, maybe having a power nap or two, getting clean, spending an age cooking brunch/lunch/dinner, and dealing with any other lectures and practicals that came along....
* wasting a hell of a lot of time on the computer

* and, having regular p1ss ups.
plus, weekends, go get hammered in the nightclub and sleep til like 12 noon or 1pm... (or wednesday nights even - rock club! and sick off the thursday morning lectures)
Yeah, i didn't know how good I had it til it was over

Those of you who are doing it right now, appreciate it for the unique and unrepeatable time that it is. If you can afford to, get a Hard disc mp4 videocamera and record all of it, saving the results to a 500gb drive...
(third year was similar to current, except without the blessed zen meditation time granted by tooling up and down one of the most 55mph-limited motorways in the land)