Back in York at last! It feels good!

Last term was the best yet, but stupidly I put working on the back burner in favour of drinking and messing around. This term, and this year, call for a change I think.

So far so good. Healthy eating, healthy living and all that, but isn’t that how it always starts, only to be replaced by old ways a mere few weeks later?

I’m not really sure how this term will be able to improve on last, but after looking at my last post, whittering on about last year being the best ever, so far this year at university has been amazing, and every so often the thought that I’m almost halfway through my course creeps into my mind, and it scares me. The thought of leaving somewhere that’s come to define home for me, that’s provided me with so many amazing times leaves me with a horrible feeling. But alas, I’m not quite halfway through, so I’m still in the first half!

This term though…yeah. I seriously need to get a grip. It’s costing me a fortune, and all I have to show for it is a damaged liver. It’s time to get my arse in gear and actually do some serious work without compromising too much on the social side of stuff. Which means only two things. Wake up earlier, and stop procrastinating! They’re the two resolutions I HAVE to stick to this year.

But last term, although I didn’t learn masses course-wise, personally I’ve learned so many lessons that a lot of people probably learned many years ago. Lessons that enable you appreciate things close by, without needing the endless searching and long-haul flights to find. Happiness can be found at home as well as in the exotic places I used to long to go to. It’s clear to me now that I was only looking to go to these places and do these things because I’d never really felt truly content at home. I always wanted something more, and these were things that appeared to hold the contentedness I was looking for. But now, unexpectedly, I’ve found contentedness at home and the burning desire to do these other things has in a sense, gone.

Obviously, I still want to do these things. I still want all of these experiences, but now, none of it seems so urgent. I no longer feel like I’m wasting time be being at home as being at home , here, is where I feel most content, and at the moment, I can’t thing of anywhere else I’d rather be.