My summer has been a combination of utter contentedness and consistent daggers of anxiety. Of course there have been emotions in between, but lets just keep it black and white for now!
I came away from Bangor with an experience of a life time. It was, as a whole, a lonely and bloody well frustrating year. I met friends, had laughs and studied hard; but never once did I feel that all consuming bubble of happiness there. I learnt that if you're not happy with something in your life, change it. So I did.
I came away from Bangor with an experience of a life time. It was, as a whole, a lonely and bloody well frustrating year. I met friends, had laughs and studied hard; but never once did I feel that all consuming bubble of happiness there. I learnt that if you're not happy with something in your life, change it. So I did.
In 3 days time I am moving to Lancaster and enrolling at the university to study my second year of English Language and Linguistics. Exciting and scary. I'm worried that I won't meet people, won't have fun, won't understand the classes - all the silly things that you know you shouldn't worry about, but do!
I'm at that stage where I want to be around people all the time. When I'm on my own I think about Matt and his rapidly approaching trip; he's soon to be travelling South America for 5 1/2 months (!) - something I find difficult to talk about due to how big an adjustment/challenge it will be to face and how bloody scared I am. He leaves in just over two months.
Just before Christmas and our 2 year anniversary (woe is me!).
Just before Christmas and our 2 year anniversary (woe is me!).
So, change of place, people, course and life style is very much on the cards and it's daunting and scary and just one of those things that you can't predict until it happens. Life is a bit hard sometimes. Int it.
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