Friday, 9 April 2010

Reasons I love being home.

Being at home for the Easter holidays has been exactly what I needed. Haven't done anything particularly interesting, but here's a list anyway.

In these last 2 weeks I have:
  • Only been blind drunk once, but I did make a rather large fool of myself.
  • Injured my ankle, which I only consider to be half a drinking injury as I was only half cut at the time.
  • Seen the doctor twice, for two things completely unrelated to one another.
  • Been to the cinema five times, and only seen three different films.
  • Been irritated by all the 3Dness of new films, as a wearer of glasses, having to put more glasses on top of them makes for an uncomfortable experience.
  • Read Shakespeare, and actually enjoyed it.
  • Asked myself and others the question 'What is wrong with them?' at least fifty times.
  • Done absolutely nothing on my university project.
  • Learned what a 'fivehead' is.
  • Been told I take myself too seriously.
  • Forgotten how to speak both German and Dutch.
  • Watched about forty five episodes of Friends.
  • Been given some of the best advice I've ever heard.
  • Decided to relive some of my teenage years by listening to old albums by Linkin Park, Evanescence and Panic at the Disco.
  • Been to Birmingham, and broken Gaz's car, or that's what he reckons at least.
  • Had a lovely afternoon drinking Champagne with my mother in Harvey Nichols.
  • Started knitting again.
  • Danced around my room in my underwear far too much.
  • Found a definition of 'Love of my life' that I can get on board with.
  • Decided I want more piercings and tattoos, and been afraid that soon I'll fit in with the people at Subculture.
  • Struggled with the thought of returning to Germany, after realising that I probably do love Manchester a bit too much.
Only seven weeks left in Germany. Genuinely can't believe how quickly it's all gone by, and yet how much my life has changed since I left. I am cautiously optimistic that soon I'll realise it's all for the best.


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