Summertime Sadness

I literally feel as if I have been kidnapped by my own parents. I’d been told, Thursday was the day we were going to Wales. Therefore, I made the assumption I’d be picked up Thursday to go after having my stuff taken back Wednesday. Long story made short, after my dad flipped out at me for having “so much crap,” I was told I was going to stay at my gran’s that night and that I wasn’t coming back.

It feels weird. I’m being melodramatic (as per usual,) but despite my minor tantrum earlier, it still hasn’t totally sunk in that I’ve left the room and Knightcote and living on campus. That’s it, guys, DONE. Never again will I haunt the green-carpeted, yellow-walled corridors on the way to my room. Never again will I sit bathtub-style in the comfy chairs in the common room chit-chatting about absolute nothings with my hallmates – okay, it sounds like I really have a physical attachment to the place. I assure you, it’s far more emotional.

It’s just – it’s been a long three terms and so much has happened. There’ve been high ups and low downs but overall, it may have been the best year of my life. This has been such a life-changing experience and I’m so glad that there are still another two years to go.

Didn’t actually get to find out my results because of lack of time. Great. To be fair though, I’m not even really caring about anything.

I guess the main thing that’s really irking me is that I wasn’t able to say goodbye properly to a lot of people. I’d left people’s stuff out so I could return it and say goodbye, but with my parents tapping their feet at the door, they were a bit rushed. It was really when Kathryn looked like she was about to cry that I really got myself worked up.  After leaving bits and pieces around for people who weren’t in, I hurriedly returned my keys and then went outside with the last of  my stuff. Was just about to get into the car when I saw Joe, Jacob & Jake walking back from Jin’s so at least I was able to say a very quick bye after I just went “I’M LEAVING NOW.” (Luckily I was with Joe earlier in the day – we’d made plans to get coffee after I’d dropped my stuff off at my gran’s but obviously it turned out I wasn’t even coming back.

Since then, went for dinner with Portia, downloaded bad music and lay in bed feeling sorry for myself. Thought everyone was ignoring my texts but it turns out my gran’s house has the worst network ever and upon going outside, received about 12 in one go.

So this was really just a rant; off to Wales today for the wedding and for just a bit longer before we head back here. I’m too exhausted to work out how I feel. This is so weird.

I’ll update properly again at some point.