I'm now at Reading Uni. Freshers was amazeballs as expected. Now I've settled in, I feel strange. Don't get me wrong, I do love it here but there are times when all I crave for is home comforts. My mum (who me and her have had a very, very rocky past) and I now get on splendidly *touch wood*. I've been out so often I can't count, at least 3 times a week and getting ridiculously drunk. Only this monday, I was throwing up on a table in a club. Disgusting. I lasted all of 45 minutes in there. I don't usually get that bad and when I do, I feel so ashamed. Yet, everyone I know here has done it and thus is the way of student life. I won't get like that for a long, long time now. I hope. One thing that bothers me here is the huge amount of gorgeous, lovely boys who all seem to have girlfriends. Fml. I feel that having been here for two months now I should have found the guy for me as that is what everyone said back home before moving away, "you'll meet the perfect guy at uni." Well, guess what, I haven't. It's all been drunken clinches and (shamefully) sober affairs with guys with girlfriends. My friend here thinks I have a radar for unavailable guys who goes in for them unintentionally because I like having control. I don't know but whatever it is, I've got to fix it. Because it's ridiculus. And unfair.
I will leave you with that for now. And probably come back soon to make another unintelligible post. Xo.
