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It's like it was all made up or something....
Sunday, 22 May 2011
Saturday, 21 May 2011
And now the end is near...
Somehow I have made it to the end of University, a day that forever seemed like it would never come.
I have completed all my modules and now will be (temporarily) free of deadlines, essays and revision.
I am no longer a student.
So what have I learned?
There's no place like home
Living in Manchester for three years has definitely strengthened my love for London, and no matter where in the world I'll end up, a part of me will always be a true Londoner.
Regardless of what any other city can offer me, there is nothing quite like that feeling of getting off the train to the hustle and bustle of Euston station, flying past the majesty that is St Pancras station on the 390 bus and waving at my local chippy as i head into my house.
As much as i have enjoyed living in Manchester, it will never make me feel like London does.
You can't get on with everyone
And that's okay. And if you DO get on with everyone you're probably too nice.
Or too boring.
Facebook is evil
Never in my life has anything distracted me as much
High heels are more of a hindrance than a help
There is such thing as too much fake tan
I must say that I will not miss the copious amounts of fake tan used in Manchester.
And as for people who use sun-beds...or even worse people who have a sun-bed before going on holiday so they don't need to 'worry about getting tanned' while they're away.....well there are no words for such people
I have completed all my modules and now will be (temporarily) free of deadlines, essays and revision.
I am no longer a student.
So what have I learned?
There's no place like home
Living in Manchester for three years has definitely strengthened my love for London, and no matter where in the world I'll end up, a part of me will always be a true Londoner.
Regardless of what any other city can offer me, there is nothing quite like that feeling of getting off the train to the hustle and bustle of Euston station, flying past the majesty that is St Pancras station on the 390 bus and waving at my local chippy as i head into my house.
As much as i have enjoyed living in Manchester, it will never make me feel like London does.
You can't get on with everyone
And that's okay. And if you DO get on with everyone you're probably too nice.
Or too boring.
Facebook is evil
Never in my life has anything distracted me as much
High heels are more of a hindrance than a helpI'd rather be short thanks
There is such thing as too much fake tan
I must say that I will not miss the copious amounts of fake tan used in Manchester.
And as for people who use sun-beds...or even worse people who have a sun-bed before going on holiday so they don't need to 'worry about getting tanned' while they're away.....well there are no words for such people
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