Coming home (Last week's unpublished post)

I went home again this weekend, and was so sad to leave.

Mum and I didn't get to do anything special because I have essays due Tuesday and so had tons of work to do, but William and I went to the Wicksteed fireworks show together.

It was so, so good to see that boy again. Uni makes it difficult to meet up and spend time together, but every time we manage to figure something out I feel so much better for seeing him. As usual, I forgot everything I've been struggling with, and it was so nice to be with someone that I didn't have to explain anything to and who was more interested in talking to me than playing on their phone. Saturday was also the first time I haven't spent the whole day feeling on the verge of tears. It was really funny, and he was as silly and cuddly and sweet as usual. Even when we met up with two other boys I didn't feel left out, we just all had a really good time together.

The bonfire was great, but the sadly fireworks felt so much shorter this time! I'm sure they normally last a lot longer. They were cool while they lasted though, and it gave me a chance to play with the settings on my camera again. They always play well known songs to sync the fireworks to so naturally we were all singing along, and during Aerosmith they boys definitely sounded like a classic boy band :')

We went on a 'mirror maze' at the fair, which was some pretty funky shit. It is so confusing because you have no idea which panes are 'glass' and which are open, so it is even difficult to just retrace your steps. It was super fun, and after that we just chilled and chatted until mum came to collect me.

Saying goodbye to William was not fun. I do not enjoy walking away from that boy. There's nobody like him, no one I get on with in the same way and can just cuddle or be stupid with or whatever at uni. I don't know how we came to love each other so much but we do. I remember having to explain to George that yes we loved each other but no not George did not have any competition because we didn't love each other in that way. Although William can be a total pain in the ass sometimes, he is always there whenever I need him to be, and I wouldn't wish for a different best friend. So yeah, saying goodbye for the billionth time did suck.