To Put It Simply

First

So yesterday I found out that I passed my first year at uni. Not just passed, but passed with a 1st! All the hard work paid off. The lowest mark I got in the entire year was 67%, three percent off a first. So I'm now officially a third of the way through my degree. And that makes me happy. But not as happy as you make me.

Two Hundred And Fifty!!

Blogger's telling me that this is my 250th post! What a milestone! Of course there have been a few along the line that never got posted, so technically it's not the 250th that made it to print, but it's the 250th that I've written here. Bearing in mind that my previous blogs never made it to 50 posts, I'm happy. And I don't see the end of it coming soon.. so here's to the next 250! 500 would be an amazing amount to reach, and now I've said it I don't want to stop until I make it! I've been getting back into the swing of blogging every day which is good, along with the creative writing I've been doing it brings a structure to my day.. I get up, I go to work, I get home, relax for a bit, write my target number of words of my story, blog, then relax a bit more. Work has been going well, I didn't make a single mistake serving wise today, no food came back because it was wrong, which I'm really proud of.. seeing as Friday was a bit of a disaster returns wise. The only slight disaster that did happen today was I dropped a large coke all over the floor! It went everywhere! Had to be mopped up, wet floor signs brought out, the works! But in the scheme of things it wasn't a bad day at all. I'm getting to know the till better, and the people I'm working with too. I'm doing more hours this week too, which I'm happy about now, but when it actually comes to the eight hour shifts I'm sure I won't be quite as happy. But theoretically I want to be working as many hours as I can to earn enough to enjoy myself over the next year at uni. So it's been a good day. And when pay day comes around on Thursday I'll make sure to buy a nice bottle of white and have a drink to celebrate this milestone! Just want to say a big thank you to everyone who's read the blog and got me up to almost 11,000 views.. it means so much to me that you take the time out of your day to read about what I've been up to. So thanks, and here's to more blogging!

Page After Page

Today I said some words I never thought I'd say in summer. I want some work to do. A nice English assignment or a creative writing task. Something structured to sink my teeth into. Does that make me a geek? I guess I'm bored of the endless summer already, and I still have another two months to play with. But I've been being a good student, probably a better student than I've been all year. In Creative Writing we get told that when writing, 500 words a day is a good benchmark. And through the whole year I never got anywhere really with my writing. I mean, I probably started about five potential novels that never got past 5,000 words. Lots of short stories, but not so many that I actually finished. I ought to read them all over really and see whether now I've got lots of time on my hands there are any I'd like to pick up again. But I've been writing a new story, I think I've mentioned it here before actually, and I've been sticking to my 500 words a day, with more if I feel like it. It's a good amount. And this story actually seems to be going somewhere, which is more than I can say for the other things I've produced in the last year or so. So I'm going to persevere with this one, even if or when it gets tiresome. So at the very least I can say I've done something with my summer.

I Ain't Lost, Just Wandering..

I had a dream about halls last night. It was freshers week, the first night, but of next year. Everyone had just moved in. Everyone was so excited. I'm not really sure why I was there, but I went back to my old room and it looked so different. Mostly we were in a different block, exploring as if we'd never been there. Venturing into people's rooms, partying like the first night of last year. I was telling everyone that I didn't live there, but I would be coming back to halls for third year. Do you think your dreams speak the truth? I miss halls so much, I'd love to go back for third year, but I fear it wouldn't be the same, that it wouldn't compare to the year I had this year. I want this year to happen all over again. With the same people. I loved every minute. I loved my room. The total freedom you have. In my dream you were there. Stood outside G block, just moving in. I called your name out of the window and you looked around. Gave me a smile. Then turned back. I want to go back.

What if everything just isn't the same this year? What if the reason I love uni so much is halls? What if I can't be in a house with the people I'm living with? What if I'm not cut out for it? I want to do this year over again and savour every moment. It'll never be the same. I miss it so much, I miss it every day. I want to go back there now. I keep listening to Hometown Glory by Adele. It reminds me so much of halls. "Round my home town, memories are fresh. Round my hometown, oh the people I've met are the wonders of my world."

Take me back.

You've Got Mail

I wrote you a letter. 2,000 of my most heartfelt words. And with pictures. I guess that makes it a step up from previous letters. But I'd like to talk to you first. So when you feel like you can stomach it, when you have a moment where I'm not the person you hate most on the planet, let me know? And again, I'm sorry.

Postsecret 03/07/11

So I realise that this is almost a week late but I thought I'd get it in before the secrets change tomorrow. Check them out by clicking here.

In fact words in any sense are running rather thin lately. But after 5 years or so of reading other people's secrets, I've decided I'm going to find the words and actually send one in.