university: first year finished

So the slightly surreal notion has hit me that I have now finished my second term of university; and my first year. I'm not sure how to feel really - part of me has been eagerly looking forward to finally starting my English degree but the other part of me is genuinely quite sad to… Continue reading university: first year finished


the brink of nineteen

Tomorrow, I turn nineteen. Which is a bit of an odd thought; I spent my entire childhood waiting for and imagining my eighteenth birthday, when I could do anything I wanted and would be regarded as a proper adult. I didn't imagine anything beyond that really, and turning nineteen is something that I haven't really… Continue reading the brink of nineteen