101st Post

I was definitely supposed to write a proper, extraordinary post for the 100th one, but I guess I just completely forgot. I think I was just too in the grove to remember - but here we are now, at the One Hundred and First Post of TDITR! 

I mean, I know it's not that many posts considering the blog has been live for over three years, but it's quite an achievement for me. When I was writing a 'diary' it never worked out, I think I only lasted about a month and a half. I do miss being a kid though, when I remember how I used to feel about having a diary and the things I wrote in it, I definitely get quite nostalgic.

I was a great child.

I mean maybe I wasn't the best when thinking about it from an adult's point of view - I was argumentative and moody, not that clever and also just wanted to eat cake all the time. But I know that my childhood was great, and I had a great time and lots of fond memories from it. Especially when it comes to writing, and putting ideas for stories down in books. I did that all the time, and I went out in actual nature a lot too. Now I still want to, but don't really have the opportunity; maybe in the summer I will be able to, and I always walk the dogs, but I can't really whilst at Uni because it's all a city. That's a lie - I could do it, but I just feel more trepidatious about going out by myself here than I do at home.

Everything's going pretty well. I've finished all necessary work, so I take each day as it comes. There are no more deadlines, and there's nothing else I have to worry about. All I have to do is keep rehearsing the play, but I enjoy that, and going to work at Costa, which brings in money, so I can deal with it.

Ry has two more exams left (mine went fine, I think. Not that sure but we shall wait and see) so I am alone in my room. I was annoyed with this earlier, because I wanted to do stuff with him, but I understand that he needs to focus on his own stuff at the moment. I was also annoyed that no one else wanted to hang out with me today, but actually, the time to myself has been quite good. I've gone and bought food, and now I'm writing a fairly long post. I was going to watch some BBC iPlayer but think there are a lot more things I can do with my time. Plus, I'm really enjoying Radio 1.

I've got exactly 10 days until de Niro touches down on British soil, so that's fun. But that also means I've got 10 days until not having my own space anymore, and not being able to see much of Ry or other friends because I'll be entertaining the Canadian. But that's fine, I haven't seen her in three years so I'm really looking forward to it. 

So, for now, it's time to go. Time to listen to the Top 40 on Radio 1, which means organising my folders, tidying up my room, probably eating a sandwich, and calling home.