Whenever I go on White Zine, one of my favourite websites, where people share photography and motion etc, all I want to do is post the images on here so that people reading my blog, can experience how beautiful they are too...
Although it has come to my attention that my blog is now very full of pictures I haven't actually taken.
It feels like a long time now since I last updated my blog. This week has been very very busy.
Living with five girls that are all amazing and fun, means that having a moment to yourself is rather difficult. I have no idea how I am going to get any work done this year.
It is only four days until I get to see my amazing boyfriend Josh again, it was our two year anniversary last Thursday and we didn't get to see each other, so Friday will be the day we celebrate. Being so far apart is so shit, over summer I forgot how hard the distance makes things. My biggest wish is that we will last through University, because these two years have been the happiest of my life.
Freshers round two, has been tiring and fun too, I am definitely ready to go back to being lazy and going out for nice lunches, having sleep overs, and being really boring in general haha. Time to get back to work.
Back in Sheffield and all moved in and unpacked finally! Had an amazing night running around and being silly! I love my new room, it is smaller but much lighter with TWO windows, and it is a better more square shape! I like it!
Packing up my things once again, to head off to uni and my new flat tomorrow.
My day today is one big oxymoron, it is bitter sweet, a sad smile, a silent scream and a neat mess. Today I say goodbye to my amazing boyfriend, who I have spend almost two years with, as he goes back to being 3 and a half hours away by train. Long-distance sucks, but it is essential. Today I also welcome home my big sister and her fiancée, as we go out and celebrate their engagement and the prospect of a wedding.
It is going to be tough, but also exciting.
Tears and smiles. Joy and despair. Beginnings and endings. I am literally, between two worlds.
Having to pack up all your clothes and belongings every year, and about half of them every few months is crap.
Only three days till I go back to Sheffield and have to move all my things in, for the rest of the year I will then be going back and forth from Nottingham to Sheffield to Bristol, travelling long distances alone, and not really feeling like I have a set place or home.
Those are my two pet hates about living in a different city. Other than those, I love my new friends, my independence and freedom, the ups, the downs, the lack of rules or regulations, the fun, the feeling it gives you to live alone, and to be totally dependant on myself.