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London 1939 by J.A. Hampton
So for some reason I seem to be having some intense motivational period in my life - I reopened my wordpress.com account and I’ve written two new posts in in the space of a day. I even have plans for at least two more. I don’t know where this has come from, maybe that time with a shrink has allowed me to open up more than I thought? Whatever it is, it’s damn cathartic and I’m really enjoying this new found freedom. Anyway - shameless plug:
justaddsanity.wordpress.com - check it out if you don’t mind reading about a tonne of angst or whatever happens to be on my mind when I’m writing :)
Such a good episode. Such a good quotation xD
Anonymous asked: Bonjourno bambino I wish you would update you are blog more. I think it good. I like bread. what do you like?
Hello Anony Mouse, I wish I would update my blog more often too! I have commitment issues I guess… I like bread too, I prefer toast though. I also like being listened to and music of the heavy metal persuasion. Write soon! H
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii so I’m totally awful at updating this. If I can be better I will be. But I doubt I will. So er.. Yeah whatever.
heaven have mercy | by dihaze
If you had said to me this time last year that I’d be writing a post about being at uni, I would most likely have laughed, cried, or both at the same time. As it stands, I’m nearing the end of my second first year, and somehow everything seems to be working out. Admittedly, when I realised I would have to go through clearing on to a course which wasn’t my first choice, I was devastated. Now as corny as it sounds, I’m starting to believe the past few years with their ups and (considerably worse) downs have all been fate. Or something like that.
In hindsight, though it was probably one of the worst, most gut wrenching moments of my life, that exact moment I got kicked out of uni number one was undoubtedly the best thing that has ever happened to me. Whilst I was there, I reached my breaking point psychologically, and I just kept going. I was the saddest I had ever been. Then suddenly, I wasn’t. It was over just like that and in so many ways, I was relieved. I could finally be honest with both myself and my family - I had nothing left to hide. I needed time to think, to re-evaluate what was important to me and to grow up. Thankfully, being thrown in to the “real world” was enough of a shock, enough of an exhausting experience to make me sort myself out. That’s where uni number two came in.
As I said at the beginning of this, I’m now approaching the final weeks of my second first year, and I highly doubt that in anything but a dream world that things could be going any better. Solid grades in all my classes; which is a first since high school. A group of friends who are there for me WHENEVER I need them; okay so I more or less had that at St Andrews, but they are in St Andrews - not so good when I’m in Edinburgh. Better family relationships than I’ve ever had.
Quick! Somebody pinch me. This surely can’t be right. I.. I think I’m happy.
It may not look like very much, but I’m pretty sure it made somebody’s day a whole load better. Whoever said money can’t buy you happiness was right - all you need is some card, some blue tack and a lot of patience.
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