Morning Read :)
This conveniently arrived through our letterbox. The preparation for Uni in September begins!
My problem isn’t that my favorite characters aren’t real; it’s that I’m not fictional. I don’t want them to be real. What I desperately wish is that I could be fictional with them. It’s not that I want them here with me in this mundane and ordinary world; it’s that I want to join them in their extraordinary one.
The fact that I’m actually going to university is a HUGE deal for me. Almost unbelievable. Ever since my shit A-Level results a couple of years ago, part of me felt like I was never really gonna ever get good grades or even go to a really good Uni but… Here I am.
Every time I get an email or a letter about things relating to university I literally get emotional and teary-eyed and have the hugest smile on my face, because I just can’t believe it’s ACTUALLY happening.
I can’t believe my FIRST CHOICE accepted ME. Average, hopeless little me who always got average/crap grades and never felt like I could be academically successful.
On top of all of that… After all these years of emotional, physical and psychological hurt, I CAN FINALLY MOVE OUT!
Not even my mum understands or cares about how I feel right now. The truth is…
I FEEL FUCKING AMAZING.