Every little girl has this dream of getting their life together, knowing what they are about and why they are here. Having a huge group of friends and going-out meant that you were having fun right? Well, so I thought.
During the first few years of school I could not wait to go to university with my “best friends”, to move out and live with my friends during term time, to have freedom, have crazy relationships and make some amazing, crazy and stupid memories, sounds familiar? Living life as a student was meant to work like the movies, it would shape me for the better, give me my voice, make me more outgoing and allow me to have spontaneous and crazy times. Realistically, I am broke, missed my home comforts so I am back living at home, got my heart broken, hate my part-time job, doubting my study choices, lost friends I thought were forever, made so many mistakes and I have even greater doubt surrounding ‘Who I am’. Worst of all, it seems like everyone is happier than I am, got their life sorted, are in love and seem to have a better time.
Now, I understand that this is a way of life, that it “all works out” and that it may sound like I am being dramatic or feeling sorry for myself. But life is hard, its just a guessing game, like walking into traffic with your eyes shut, its all down to the roll of a dice. So I thought that since I was feeling this the past three years, many others probably do to. Making me decide that I would create this blog, giving you all an insight into my inner thoughts, joy and tribulations.