'It's been a while since we talked last, and I'm trying hard not to talk fast'
-Gym Class Heroes - Cupid's Chokehold
I've posted once since this started, appalling. However, life has been somewhat of the crazy nature. I have broken up with my long-term boyfriend (four and a half years, whoa man, whoa), found a new wonderful and amazing guy (don't tell him, it'll go to his head and also I'm trying to play it cool - it's hard work even when you're this naturally cool), I have finished my second university placement, and returned back to my favourite place of work as a temp for a short time once again. Also, my sister has got engaged, my brother has got a boyfriend (say whattttt. Yes, you heard me), my best friends baby now walks and talks, and my Dad's wedding is almost upon us. I say us, you're not really involved, depending on who you are of course. Auntie Sarah? You're totally my wingman for the night. But random strangers reading this, you totally aren't involved.
Anyway. I have now returned to University for my fourth and final year. Can I get a HOORAY?! As of today, I have 243 days left of University, which means 8 months and 1 day left of education. It seems so close, and yet so so far. But nevertheless, I am both excited and bored. I am excited that this is my last year: what will it hold?! Lectures, most likely, but let's be optimistic. I am also a little bored that I am still here, four years has a way of lasting forever when you're desperate to be free and work. Just when things were going amazingly, with a guy who just by seeing him makes me smile, a best friend that is incredible and looks out for me all the time, and a family that are crazy as anything but provide more than enough comedy for me, I'm off again. SIGH. But let's keep optimistic about this.
And yes, I genuinely want to work rather than be at University. Gasp and pull a face, everyone else does. But when you work at a place as awesome as I did for the first placement of my degree, and then went back there two more times and STILL loved it, you'd get it. Until then, stop pulling faces, it makes you look ugly. HA. Lemon face. (By this I mean you look like you've eaten a lemon because your face is all screwed up, in case that wasn't apparent).
So, it is officially the beginning of the end - of Uni I mean...I hope I'm not dying. I have unpacked the last of my boxes, and my final experience of student life is under way. LET DO THIS SHIZZLE.
Peace. x
(I can totally pull that off so just shh.)
