There’s nothing better than getting a crisp new copy of Vogue. My excitement to read it on the train home today was uncontrollable. Love my non-non for buying it for me :)

I’m literally the worst student out there. Having 2 years out of education has probably done me no good - add to that turning 21 in less than 6 months, i am the oldest fresher to live!

Sorting my priorities out would probably help out massively as well. I live like i’m still earning hundreds and then just don’t eat when i haven’t the money to - the clothes i’ve bought since being at uni are beautiful however :) … oh to be a student!

Then the work reality hits! If i was doing a degree in procrastinating i would most definitely get a first.. staring into thin air is distraction enough for me. I think i spend the majority of my time in my own world [guess it gives me the chance to come up with ideas for my work]… it just doesn’t get the work done.

However, i have nearly made it through Semester A, passing all my work so far and with 4 more hand-ins to go, i can successfully say i’m not doing too bad at this whole ‘student malarky.’ Who needs money when you’ve got the best people ever around you, endless clothes that you dont know how you afforded in the first place and on your way to getting the career that you’ve dreamt about for so long!

Chillin’ :)

this looks so perfect, just get in and drive away, a place far from here, where nobody knows you…

I would love to say I’ve had an epic summer, but now I’m not so sure. I move away from home to go to University in just over 4 weeks and have started to look back on the last 10 weeks with confusion. My new group of friends are pretty amazing, re-united from childhood and each with their own unique personality, but I’m now uncertain as to whether i should have let myself get so close with them all again. I think it would have been easier if I’d had a rubbish summer so i could move away from home quite easily - instead I’ve had one of the best summers of my life and i can feel it getting harder to say goodbye. I hate goodbyes.

I know i won’t change too much when i go, I’m a home person, the people that mean the most to me stay in my life, but there has started to be an eerie feeling, as if something is coming to an end and i don’t like it. So much has been packed into the last 10 weeks and it is crazy looking back at how much has happened, and how much things have changed since the first week.

Change - another thing I’m not too keen on. A little bit of change is inevitable, I’m happy with that, this however is huge! I would love to be able to see 3 years in the future and see that it has all been worth it and my big dream of eventually moving to New York is being put into place. At the minute i feel like I’m in a state of ‘no-man’s land’, i know what i want; i just have to wait to get it.

This summer has felt like a massive waiting game and all a sudden from nowhere the time has gone and everything is starting to kick into reality. It literally is crazy how much can happen in a week…