I always imagined that university was a place where you just went , well living life is proving me wrong. While I'm most certainly not working on my application constantly, there is that little voice in my head that keeps telling me that I'm not good enough and that there's no way that I'll ever make it. There is another question that comes up when I allow myself to imagine going off to uni: do I really want to? Yes, it's been a dream of mine to study in the UK for as long as I can remember. But people grow and dreams change. I have been fortunate enough to find somebody I'd give everything for, and leaving him behind (even for that one year) might just be the final blow.
In addition to all of this I still have my finals, looming just a few months away and I honestly can't say that I've made much of an effort to study yet.
The reason I'm telling you all of this is that all of this stuff that's going on is affecting my creativity levels, my motivation to get up in the mornings and especially blogging. I feel like I have constant writers block. Reading other people's blogs just proves how utterly incompetent and uninspiring I am as a blogger.
Okay, so this is starting to sound like a good-bye letter (hold your horses you hopefuls), but there is no way I'm going away yet- this is my lifeline!
Thank you for being around this year, here's to another!
Lots and lots of loooooove!