I'm here.
22 September 2011 • university.
The story so far... I cried when my mum said goodbye, I've gone a little overboard trying to make my room look "homey", I've tackled the daunting task of cooking my first meal (and washing up afterwards), got to know my housemates, officially enrolled, got my student ID card (and actually like the picture on it), identified a university hoody I will be buying purely to wear when at home with my family, taken a chlamydia test (because the campus nurse made me feel like a slag), got a load of freebies (including a lollipop, a Bacardi bracelet and plenty of condoms - student stereotyping anyone?), checked out the eye candy on campus (not too shabby), spent all day today trying to access the internet, Skyped my family and even found time to be cheeky. Not bad for the first two days. Tomorrow, the adventure continues as I venture into the city with my housemates! Stay tuned for more exciting antics of Gracie, the Uni Student! (Anyone wanna give me a better superhero name?)
20 September 2011 • best friends, Gilmore Girls, goodbyes, last day, last night, perfection., university, Zumba
I've spent my last day at home frantically packing, having a last-minute check-up at the dentist, printing photos, transferring my iTunes from one computer to another, buying myself a beautiful jewellery stand for my new bedroom, and seeing my best friend for one final "True Blood and chocolate" session.
I've spent my last night at home doing Zumba with my friends and family, eating egg and beans for dinner, watching the episode of Gilmore Girls where Rory goes off to college (it seemed appropriate) with my mum and sister, and sharing a whole box of After Eights.
It's been perfect.
"See you at Christmas."
19 September 2011 • christmas, goodbyes, leaving home, the future., university
Those four words are all I've been hearing recently. Slowly but surely, the majority of us are making our way into the world. We're spreading out across the country, with our lives in cardboard boxes and a big scary future ahead of us. We've all downloaded Skype and promised to use it as much as possible, taken the CDs and DVDs in our homes that are rightfully ours, packed more clothes than we will ever need and bought toiletries in bulk. We've studied our student cookbooks, done the shopping for kitchen paraphernalia, debated whether or not we really need a dressing gown and realised we have no idea how to operate a washing machine. We've talked about nothing else for weeks, felt totally overwhelmed and wondered what life is going to be like from now on. Are we ready for this? Will we miss our families? Have we done everything we possibly can to prepare?
I guess we'll find out soon enough. We're all in the same boat; we're all totally alone.
"You've changed".
13 September 2011 • change, college, friends, school, separate ways., true friends
That was all I heard from my school friends last year. As soon as I started college, a different college to the one they all chose to attend, I also started hearing comments on a daily basis about how much I'd "changed"; my every move was scrutinized, my every word was analysed and my every belief was questioned. After a while I grew tired of hearing about how "different" I'd become, and I began to wonder why these people who were supposed to be my best friends were suddenly so unsatisfied with me. When you're friends with someone, you love them no matter what, right?
That wasn't even the point, though. It wasn't the fact that I was changing, it was that they were not. On paper, it looked for all the world that they had left school, but in spirit... They really hadn't. How can you really grow as a person when you're surrounded by the same people you've known for five years at school? What they failed to grasp is that I had made the difficult decision to move on from school to a college that none of my friends were going to, where I barely knew anyone, but where I knew I'd be happy.
And now, two years on, I can honestly say that I don't regret this decision for one minute. I often wonder what my life would be like if I'd followed the crowd and gone to the college that pretty much everyone in my school year had chosen to go to. I'm pretty sure that if I had, I'd be nowhere near as happy as I am today. In these last two years I've met some amazing people, learned so much about myself, and made some friends that I know are for life. I've had so many laughs, a few tears, and moments that I will never forget. I even managed to get three A Levels done somewhere along the way.
Yes, I've changed. But for the better. Sadly, most of my old friends either changed for the worse, or didn't change at all.
I'd say I've become a more responsible, generous, honest and cheerful person. I've figured out what I believe in, formed a decent set of principles, broken some rules and learned some valuable lessons. I've changed in a few smaller ways too: I've actually started watching The X Factor, I appreciate dirty jokes, I've gained a couple more piercings, I've learned how to flirt and I've realised what I want to do with my life. Just thought I'd clear this one up: change is good for you. x
PS: I'm aware that I'll probably get into trouble for this post. Oh well. x
4.
10 September 2011 • about me
Hi, my name's Gracie. I hate copycats, I think it's better to say nothing than to say something I'll regret later, I remember everything, I will never understand other girls' behaviour, I've had a one night stand, I paint my nails every day, I never wear heels on a night out, I'm obsessed with chiffon, I love driving, my favourite drink is anything with Malibu, I live for random phone calls, I'm in love again, I get my incredible sense of loyalty from my mum, I worry that my cat will forget me when I leave home, I'm going to university soon, and I know I'll be okay.
I do one of these posts every month. x
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