Christmas Blues

Thursday, 10 January 2013

There's something comforting about going home for the Christmas holidays. Double bed, home cooked dinners, fresh laundry, need I say more? It definitely beats a single bed in a uni room, microwavable hot pots and restricted shower space. I didn't think I'd miss home, I thought I'd love the freedom and independence, which I do, but I'm surprised at how much I enjoyed going back. No offence to my parents if they're reading this, I promise I miss you.

Now I'm back in Nottingham territory I guess I feel a little home sick, which I put down to the lengthy period of time I was back home, normally I go back for a weekend visit where it's easy not to become too comfortable but over Christmas I thoroughly indulged and enjoyed myself. Christmas is always such an exciting time of year, even at 18 years old I still get excited about the big roast dinner, time spent with family and people opening the presents I've bought them (even though I was on a major student budget this year!)

I guess now all I have to do is just wait a couple more weeks until the end of January for my birthday. It's always a good birthday month because January is always an anticlimax after Christmas is done and dusted. However, I'm excited to go home for an early birthday weekend, celebrate my actual birthday in Nottingham, and then go to Leeds the following day for the weekend for belated celebrations. I'm sure you've guessed by now that I intend to prolong my birthday shenanigans out for as long as possible.




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