When people talk about university, they don't mention the fact that you'll be sat home alone listening to 'Say My Name' by Destiny's Child on full blast, simply to drown out the sound of the rowdiest street in the town. All this has taken place after eating six hash browns, classifying it as a full meal, and then realising tinned spaghetti shapes are all that's left to eat for the rest of the week. If I've learned anything from experience, it's to never act on impulse.
Okay, so there are things about university life which I wouldn't change. The amount of times I've spent my entire weekends writing assignments in the library this year makes me proud. I'm not just talking proud, I'm talking 'YOU GO GIRL' kind of achievement. A tad better than last year when I'd write them the day before, hungover and still expect a good grade...
There are days when I miss living with 11 people I'm not going to lie, but I'm going to base this off how much I've cried compare to last year, I feel more comfortable now. I have two of the most supportive and friendly housemates and best friends. We've reached new levels of closeness in the past 3 months and although it's weirdly creepy at times, I know I can turn to them or lie in their beds and rant for an hour and they'd listen and I'm so thankful.
Eleanor Rachel
xo
