Week 10?!

Over a month after my last post, I am to be found sitting in the library opposite my brilliant (and recently self-declared 'educated hillbilly') friend Ian, totally failing to finish editing my short story. Why? Because editing creative work is a genuine never ending cycle of doubt, self-criticism, and the painful murdering of my so-called 'darlings'. Plus this piece is so damn political that I feel like I'm tiptoeing around my own characters.

It doesn't help that today saw the last seminar of my Fiction Through Practice module, so unless my seminar leader starts replying to my emails I am totally alone with this thing.

So while Ian jets off on his fantastical tour of Europe in our Easter holiday month, not only will I be undeniably jealous but I will be sludging my way through countless edits as well as my other final assessments.

I have one question about this. Where the heck has my first year at uni gone?

I know it's not quite over yet, but the speed with which I am being propelled through life right now is super crazy. I have made so many great friends, particularly this semester, and it totally sucks that I won't see them as often after this year. Lucky I will still get to live with a good portion of my closest friends next year, and I'll see some course-mates again in next year's modules, but there's no guarantee that we'll all be able to get together as often as we'd like. Two of my closest friends here - Elliot and Becky - are both jetting off to do a semester of studying abroad, and I genuinely have no idea how I'm going to get through semester one of year two without them. What's even worse is that it's entirely possible that I'll never see the Americans again, and that is not okay. 

So much has happened, and so many changes have taken place - even just since my last post on here.

I don't even know half of what's going on the real world because I can't watch the news and am trying to avoid the depression that would set in upon reading a newspaper. There's plenty of drama in the Keele bubble to keep me satisfied.

One thing that I am aware of, and which you all know really matters to me, is that same sex marriages are now legal here! If y'all aren't jumping for joy then you should be. Love is love, and the way that people show love shouldn't forcibly depend on the gender of their loved one.

On that happy note, I'm going to go and get some dinner, because 7.28pm in the library without food is not okay.

I will genuinely try super hard to remember to blog again properly later, but in case I forget: Stay cool, love who you love, and celebrate the awesomeness of life at every opportunity.