I recently, to the shock of myself and many people who know me found myself accepted into my first choice university. This obviously was something that I planned to be super stoked about, however it's now only 22 days until I move in and I have found myself already getting homesick... I haven't even left yet.
I am enjoying the obligatory shopping trips, new stationary (which is one of my favourite things...) pots and pans, yes I have bought pots and pans. But as the day draws closer my nerves and fear of leaving everything and everyone I know behind is becoming increasingly daunting.
I have always been very dependent on my mum, and regardless of her lack of comforting ways (she isn't a hugger) she is always there if I decide I need to latch onto her. Independence is scary whatever the reason for it may be, but in some ways I am excited to not only be in a COMPLETELY new place but with new people and studying something I am genuinely interested in.
So these blog posts may be a little scarce, not like they aren't already but im currently spending as much time with the people I wont be seeing before I have to lose Peter Pan syndrome, leave neverland and finally grow up.
