I'm curled up on the sofa at my parents' and I've spent the whole day in my PJs. The Christmas tree is twinkling and the living room is super cosy. It's odd isn't it? This week between Christmas and New Year. No-one knows which day of the week it is. Our New Year's resolutions don't… Continue reading Week Zero
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To New Beginnings
This year was for being daring, right? I put an offer down on a flat with Dave, we got it, I handed in my notice at work, two weeks later we've got the keys and I'm moving to Watford! I'm moving into a new flat, in a new town and I'm going to be living… Continue reading To New Beginnings
Let her sleep for when she wakes she will move mountains
Today is my grandad's and my sister's birthday. Waking up this morning and jumping out of bed to give them my birthday wishes made me so happy. I've been at work for most of the afternoon so I'm now feasting on left over birthday cake and drinking the last of the red wine. I did… Continue reading Let her sleep for when she wakes she will move mountains
Monday’s the new Sunday
Sun's shining. I slept in until 10. I'm still in my pyjamas. I've done my washing and tidied my room. Other than that, I spent the morning lounging in bed reading and I've spent the majority of this afternoon watching The Walking Dead. There's no roast dinner cooking. That's the only way I know it's… Continue reading Monday’s the new Sunday
Expert Procrastinator
Sat at my desk doing nothing other than daydreaming out of my window and singing along to my shuffling iTunes library. There is so much I should be doing. My room looks like a small bomb hit it. I'm sat next to a pile of books so high I'm surprised I managed to transport it… Continue reading Expert Procrastinator
Smiling like a student home for Christmas
I'm finally home. My last two days in Cardiff before Christmas were so much better than I expected. I was expecting to simply spend them at the flat, by myself, working my last couple of shifts and watching the clock tick by. BUT my amazing flatmate stuck around an extra day after her last shift… Continue reading Smiling like a student home for Christmas
There’s no place like home
It felt like the entirety of my weekend at home had been nothing more than a dream when I woke up this morning; the horribly stressful journey back to Cardiff being the disastrous ending that finally woke me up. It feels like I went to sleep after the Halloween party last Thursday and I've been asleep ever since. A big part of me wants to curl up and go back to dreaming of home so I don't have to face today. Today is my first day at work and the day of my first rehearsal for my first concert of the semester. Today is terrifying.
Blogging Goodbye to Butterflies 