I love yet dislike London at the same time.
It seems to promise so much,yet when you get there,it's just a very busy city.
It didn't really get me more geared up for next month when I work there,perhaps when I spend more time getting more acquainted with it,i'll enjoy it more and understand it more.
It was nice to get away for a bit.I just love train journeys where you're surrounded by your belongings,sitting by the window,peering out at the world whizzing right past your eyes.I love it because you're nowhere specific-you're going somewhere specific,but on the ride you're nowhere in particular.It makes me feel so free,that I am able to go to any part of the country with such ease,because one day I used to fear it.
It's not something I can do often either,considering trains are pretty darn expensive.But I enjoy it when I can.
It was nice visiting my friend,but as usual something always seems to crop up to make it a lil bit more dramatic.I suppose she's that sort of person!There is always a time where I sit there and look at myself from the outside and wonder why it is that we're friends.We're so different.And look at life in different ways to.I feel so inadequate around her to,with her designer lables and trendy haircut,it's not that i'm jelous by any means,I just wonder where I slot in because i'm not in any way like that!For a while I tried to be,but just didn't feel I could pull it off.Besides,I like my quirky style.
It's nice to get away to come back again,because I do come away from her feeling a bit out of sink.-And I mean that in the nicest of ways.I realise I don't really have as many friends as I once used to,everyone's gone off doing other,different things.In my first year of Uni,it used to upset me a bit because people's friendship groups at this age are never really like they're made to look like in the movies.Sometimes,though,I do feel like I need to make a bit more of an effort and try and meet some new people.Because it means I depend on Joe alot more and as much as that's ok right now,what if something were to change?
It's going to be an interesting year.I really hope it runs smoothly and goes ok.Not just for me,but for everyone really.I wonder how things will be in the final year.
It's pretty frightening,the countdown of my degree.What on earth will happen afterwards?Will I have a related job?Where will I be living?the chances are small finding a job in a field which is rammed with ladies with a similar ambition to mine.How will I be a cut above all the rest?
I feel a fair bit of pressure in coming back home when i've finished it,but in all fairness,I don't know if I want to.It took a while getting used to it,but I enjoy having a life away from home and rather enjoy missing it to.Plus,there aren't many jobs there either,well,in London there is I suppose.I guess i'd be willing to go anywhere really.But I suppose it's silly wondering these things now when it's still a fair way away!
It's Joe's birthday on Sunday.And two days after that,i'm going home.
Oh the days have gone by so quickly.
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