Home at last!
The past couple of weeks have been so eventful, but at the same time, not. You know when everything is just completely chaotic but you never really achieve anything by the end of it? It's the little things that grace your days that really stand out, like watching your friend slip up bum first on ice, or being caught looking a bit gormless with a mouthful of tuna and salad wrap by someone you like while out Christmas shopping, or a really great (albeit brief) hug from someone who, okay, may be ridiculously drunk, but means a lot to you and doesn't give hugs very often.
Yesterday, it was a rather cute text that made me smile in the back seat of my dad's car, (printer on my lap), as we set off to leave the lights of the city behind. I'd messaged a few people to say I was off, and one replied:
"Ok bambino, have a white christmas you'll never forget, ha. Much love x"
I wonder what the new year will bring for me. Not change, I hope. I love Leicester, and my course, and my friends. I'm finally happy.