For a while, especially last year living it up in the best year of my life (so far) I thought that the hard was done that eh uni would be a breeze and I'd go through a little bit of shit but feel generally amazing and do all the things I wanted to. I'd done all the self loating and not knowing what I wanted when I was younger and now everything was in the clear. No, definitely not.
I'm a lot better than sixteen year old me was, a lot better but I am very very tired and I'm not sure what I'm doing or why I'm doing it a lot of the time. But that's all completely fine; I've decided.
|Falling up these stairs hurts, a lot|
|More residents of the upstairs corridor|
|A resident of the upstairs hallway|
I'm sat here too tired to really be aware of what I'm writing as my housemate sings in the shower after a wonderful day having a flat Christmas dinner, playing games and drinking and I just feel good, but also sad and tired. Messy.
|There's a lot living in the bottom of my bag and the population keeps growing|
|Using bed sheets I used when I was five because they're amazing|
|My flatmates were kind enough to decorate my door|
|This is Didier and he lives on our kitchen wall|
|Don't really have much to say about our bathroom door|
|Our bathroom is a very weird shade of pink (?) but the colour is growing on me|
|This photo makes my room look a lot wider than it is|
|There's no reason at all we're called the messiest flat (it doesn't always look like this I swear)|
I don't know where my writing in this post is going I'll be honest. I don't know what I want and I don't know what I'm doing, there aren't enough hours in the day but everything is somehow ok. I'm definitely very happy but I'm also definitely not a lot of the time. Much mess indeed.
But basically everything has always turned out ok and probably will, even if it's a bit shit shit.
Either way I'm home by the time this is posted and enjoying my double bed, free food and the beach, but also missing my tiny little box of a room in Nottingham. I have two homes now and they're both pretty lovely. Even if one of them is a bit of a shithole.
I promised myself I would post every month this year, oops. Maybe next year? Probably next year.
But that's it for today I hope you're having a lovely week, now I'm back home I'm properly getting back into a blogging schedule which I hope I can keep up when I'm back next term so I'll see you guys on Friday.
Thanks for reading!