So it’s my last night in Birmingham for a while, and I’m not gonna lie, I have pretty mixed emotions. I’m obviously very excited about University, but I’m also really upset to be leaving stuff behind. I’m going to miss my best friend every day.
I wish things had turned out differently, and maybe if certain stuff had happened weeks, or even months ago, they would be much better. I’ve decided I’m going to do my best and try not to dwell, to just get on with it and smile, because it’s in my best interests.
Drunken words speak sober thoughts. That is all.
This weekend changes everything, and I don’t like it.