As you can see in the title this one is about the thing I’ve been going on about for months and months, my good thing for the week is that I am finally at University!
I moved on Saturday, I actually did it. On Friday I had the biggest wobble of all, even contemplating not moving at all and just giving up before I’d given it a chance and I stayed in bed all day when I had jobs to do before leaving but I couldn’t face doing anything because that meant everything was real and it was actually happening, very scary. But I did it, my dad packed the car up and him and my mum took me down to London and here I am, 4 days later and it’s like I’ve been here for ages.
I’ve met so many lovely people, my flat mates are ace and it’s all just been super natural! I never thought I’d start conversations, I was super nervous about going out drinking but I did it and it’s been hilarious and just so fun. With all my anxieties still here I’m working through them because I just have to.
My room is huge, I feel like I need to buy furniture to fill it up and make it more like home but I don’t know where to start and I should probably prioritise buying food instead of furniture…