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Yet again I lied in stating I was going to be blogging more but christ almighty the workload just gets bigger and bigger! The past two months have absolutely flown by and I honestly can't quite believe so much time has passed already. All my worries about going to University have disappeared, well almost (newer worries have simply replaced them). Living away from home really isn't scary and in all honesty it isn't too difficult either. The thought of cooking and cleaning and being pretty much independent baffled me before actually moving away but now it seems normal to me, I get up, make breakfast, study 9-5 with an obvious break for lunch, have tea and then usually continue working until 8/9pm dependent on the workload that day. I get myself to and from lectures and although I only have 11 hours of contact time a week....there is no break. Although i've made University and studying Law sound horrific so far, it really isn't something to be frightened of or avoid...

Agh! it's official I've moved out and am training to be an adult, its been a week and im not dead yet so i am very proud of myself. I'm now living in Lincoln and studying Law for the nect 3 years of my life, scary shizzle. However, I don't actually know what I want to do after university, but i'm sure i'll figure that out over the course of my life here. Moving out honestly wasn't so bad for me, it was sad leaving the famalam and some of my friends behind but i'm happy here and i'm already too busy to even have time to miss anything, or to think. My room is extra cute, cosy and as expected rather tumblr (bring back tumblr 2k18) I've managed to almost fill it with my things, aside from the one lonely corner without plug-sockets, so that is pillow storage for the time being. All in all I can't really complain about my room, it's bigger than expected, refurbished and overall lovely, I was very lucky! But I was also very quick on getting th...

It’s been a rough two years it’s fair to say, but I’m gonna attempt to summarise my situation and feel free to leave your opinion on it and to express whatever views you feel relevant. I was on a relationship which tbh I just wasn’t happy in, I was settled but settled doesn’t mean happy, they’re two different things. I was settled and I don’t like change and I really don’t like hurting people which I care for. But there comes a time where things have to end, and I ended it. It was unhealthy for the both of us and it was immature and childish, the relationship had well and truly expired.  When the love is gone you know the love is gone, it can’t change and it can’t always come back, in my case it never did. This is something I felt awful about and I clinged onto the relationship for a long time but I was never committed and I knew it was dead, there was no spark there and there had been no real spark in me for a long time. Little did I know that I’d never truly felt a spark or fel...

So...this is my blog...and in all honesty I really don't have much to say considering the act that I'm an antisocial 15 year old girl that happens to be slightly obsessed with cats, pizza and coffee... All I can really do is talk about life and how boring it is oh and how much I hate certain people , people that I do and don't know ...Justin Bieber for example...what ever happened to good music I'll never know but bringing back The Smiths and JoyDivision would certainly be a favour to the human race but what can I do ? I can barely walk down the street without approaching death...so all in all I'm basically useless but hey , you get the 'honour' of hearing about my 'interesting' life. So, it's the new year and the only thing that's going to change is the amount of times I scribble out the date (as its no longer 2015) but I'm definitely enjoying scrolling through my news feed and seeing the 'new year , new me' statuses written by ...