They say the hardest part of going to uni is the missing home part. I can fully agree with that, I'm currently sat in a bar, in reading, waiting for a two hour lay-over for a train. It's a long wait, but I'm surprising my mum, she thinks my brother's bringing a girl home, aha.
Uni's been really good so far, I've been drinking, working, skating, learning, socialising and all of the things inbetween. The thing I've been doing most though, is missing home. Not the actual house, just the not having to lock my bedroom door, and my sofas, and my double bed.
My flatmates are awesome, except for the next door neighbour keeping me up with her uni romance. She needs to pull her bed off the radiator, the pipes creak.
I'm playing for the American Football team as a running back at the moment, but as it looks i may be playing quarter back this season, well later on this year. I got sacked so hard the other day. Worth it though.
I need to get people to actually start following me on this y'know.
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