Just been to London met with simon to get some papers filled out.
Regents has such a better campus…

went to london met’s SU on wednesday night. proper flashbacks! fancy dress and cheap drinks. none of the boys went but i forced simon into going out with me, i think he had an okay time. i think watching my ‘whip my hair back and forth’ made him laugh, haha.

i wish regent’s had a social life, i really miss nights like this. messy and a good time. my neck still hurts though.. haha.

went with simon to LMU today. sorted my transcripts so hopefully i’ll get at least one credit for it at regent’s. amazed i can still get in with my old student card and whatnot. tell you one thing, do not miss that school.

heading over to turnpike lane now. gonna go look around the shops with simon. then going to london met’s SU tonight for a pj party. should be nice going out in slippers and whatnot

i don’t know where to start, and i don’t know what i really want to say this with blog-post.

i guess i just thought i was in a bubble, and nobody could burst my bubble. i’ve been in this bubble for a while now as well.

my parents were worried when i moved to London. drugs everywhere.. apparently. for a full year i didn’t see anything, apart from when i went “home” to dallas. after all it was the heroin capital of the united states for a while.. still is?

don’t think i’m an idiot, obviously there’s drugs in London, probably a whole lot to be honest. but i tried. i tried my hardest to stay away from them. druggies are like magnets, where there is one there is a million. and i know how easily i could be lured into that.

i was a bit naive, i did ignore some signs. i did ignore words that came from his mouth. i ignored it all.

leaving station court and london metropolitan university may have been the best thing i have ever done for myself. i’m genuinely happy, i enjoy going to my classes, and i learn from my coursework. i know this makes me sound like the biggest dork in the world, but i don’t care. i go to school to learn. so i can then get a good job that pays. live a good life, and be healthy.

i’ve lost good friends to drugs. they chose the drug over me. granted i chose drugs over my friends for a period of time as well, but that’s not the point. the point is that i thought i had lost someone who i cared for. someone who always was honest with me, someone who cared. and when that person confronted me and told me how it was.. i was elated. FINALLY, someone who isn’t an idiot. someone who won’t give in. someone who said NO.

i’ve started to censor my blog posts because of the people who read them might get ‘offended’, but i’m past that. i don’t give a fuck if you’re offended anymore. if your stupid enough to snort that shit, then you’re probably too stupid to realize this is me telling you to stop.

i will not surround myself with negative energy. i’m in too much of a good place to be around it. i won’t be around that shit anymore, it’s not me.

i wish things could be different, but it’s not my place to say, so things will stay the same. you could be such good people, but instead your flushing it down the drain. it’s such a shame.

been to class and now im studying in between, and then another class tonight!

thinking about going to the london met student union tonight for old times sake, but it depends on how much work i get done and if i can be asked really.
hollway road, then tube late at night alone, and then 9 am lecture.. doesn’t sound so positive does it?

i dont know why i just assumed that regent’s college would have a good freshers week planned, but not so much.

last year the university sucked but we sure as hell had a good first couple of weeks, or months even. fancy dress, clubs, pubs, flat parties, met new people. this year it’s just full on study and no meeting people.

luckily enough i’ve gotten to know a couple of really nice people and thank god for alex who’s also a swede. if not i’d feel ridiculously lonely!

plus it’s nice to have my friends from last year as well, such as the boys and alex and irish

just wish people wanted to do more! like tomorrow i finish at 12:30 and then after that i have no clue what to do with myself..

out freshers fair is tomorrow. free food and drinks, sounds good to me! let’s hope it’s better than the non-existing one at london met!

enrollment and orientation is next week on thursday. a bit nervous, yet exciting. hope things are better with uni this year. can’t be asked with all the crap i went through with london met.

done. finished. finito. färdig. it’s finally fucking over. the elation and happiness running through my veins is intense. wish somebody could be with me to celebrate the fact that i did it. i made it through this year. i’ve made it yet again. i’ve finished. granted i may not pass but who the fuck cares? i’m done. i never have to set foot on london metropolitan university campus ever again if i don’t want to. I’m no longer forced to deal with the nonsense they call an education. it’s ridiculous, but i feel like jumping up and down and cry and just sit here and smile to myself, because no matter how shit or how horrible this year has been it doesn’t matter anymore. i’m done. next year i get to start over. new university. new people, new friends. new subject. new place to live. yet the same amazing city. so fuck you london met and all the shit you brought with you cause i’m over you!