I’ve cleaned, read, picked up my guitar, I’m writing at the moment, I’ve organised, gone to town, organised my phone, seen the boys, been out in the car and that’s just this weekend. I’ve realised that after 2 months of summer already I need something to do. I’ve read 14 books so far this summer and I’m starting number 15 tonight, although this one might take a while.
The summer is long and it makes me feel like I’m not doing anything because it’s so stretched out, I started my book list on the 1st May and don’t go back to uni until the 29th of September with the exception of some work (hopefully). I love being at home but miss Kingston and band practice. Without being a total geek I miss my lectures, I haven’t been in a lecture since March so by the time I go back I will have been off uni for 6 months, which really is too long in my opinion. I get frustrated about paying £9000 a year but only spending half the year in classes, but that’s just me.
So today has been spent reading with a quick trip to town…hopefully the rest of the week will be a little more eventful.