A strange and familiar feeling is hitting me. It’s homesickness, and the reason it’s strange is because technically, I am home.
Today was the day of my graduation ceremony. I missed it. One hazard of going to university in another country.
I’ve left two schools in the past six months. One was a typical, happy, graduation kind of leave. The other was a non-typical, special-circumstances kind of leave. There are some things that only happen with the first kind and some things that only happen with the second, and there are a few that happen with both.
Okay, okay. I’ve got some explaining to do. It’s actually really simple. I couldn’t upload my pictures for some reason or another. And how can I write a post about my new shelves without even showing you my new shelves?
Well, I don’t have any school to go back to in September. I thought I might take some classes but that’s not looking like it’ll happen until May. I’ve got a part-time job, but as stated, it’s only part-time. So what will I do the rest of the time?
I got really bored today, which scares me because if I can’t deal with one day in Winchester without university work, how am I going to deal with A WHOLE MONTH???
I arrived in Manchester today.
Started from the bottom (of England) now we here.