Thursday, 12 January 2012

When My Day Comes.

Well, on Sunday I shall be Uni bound once again. I've tentatively begun tackling the mountain of work that I have been set - my promise to work over Christmas failed miserably.

I'm happy to be going back, I've missed people and it'll be good to be doing something again. Also, I've gained some weight here and when I'm back at university I'll be thankful that I won't have mountains of chocolate to be tempted by. However, I've loved being back home! I've missed my friends and I really feel myself here. One thing I've noticed is that I'm not myself at university: my friend said I'm ''painted in water colours''. That statement is true to an extent, I'm a lot less outgoing and I think it's because I don't feel 100% comfortable as I live with these people, and I've known them a mere three months. In Sheffield I feel comfortable cracking an inappropropriate joke, being flirty and dancing around. I've promised that I shall unleash myself in semester two, because I can't spend three years pretending to be somebody I'm not.

Aside from this inner conflict, 2012 is promising to be a good year so far. I feel much more relaxed and comfortable about who I am, I'm going to Amsterdam in a month, I'm seeing Young Guns at an incredibly small show (only 160 tickets released!), and I may be attending a hippy festival in August. Hopefully, when this year really gets going, I'll have more good things to share.

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