Walking through sunflowers today was pretty beautiful. Woke up this morning and it was pretty grey and miserable, so we looked around a huge chateau and had a picnic.
*just witnessed a mouse run into the dishwasher cupboard as I was typing! Ewwww*
I find by the end of every holiday I can’t stop thinking about going home. In a I-have-so-much-to-do way. I have a new job to start the Monday after I’m home and I’m pretty nervous. This holiday was SO needed, I’ve only just fully relaxed.
Part of me is excited to start a new job and go back to uni, but the other part dreads A level results day as it decides whether my boyfriend goes to the same uni as me or a different one.
Having gone through results day and witnessing it again this year… I feel for anyone waiting for results, but I can honestly say it was one of the best days of my life.
One second you’re panicking because your laptop won’t load, the college page is crashing and you’re nervous beyond all means. The next you know.
It’s the unknown that makes us nervous.