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I haven’t written for a while, so I thought I’d write a quick post explaining where I’ve been…

9th September, in the afternoon, I was going to visit my friends at their house for a girly pamper session. Instead of going to the crossing, I decided to take the risk and run across the road, and as the cars had stopped, I assumed it would be safe. I didn’t think that there would be cars driving the other direction. I didn’t hear or see the car properly until it was too late, when a silver car hit me at 20mph, and sent me spinning into the road. I was rushed to A&E, where it was revealed that I’d smashed my tibia and fibula, and needed to be operated on. I was in hospital for five days, as I was operated on in the afternoon after the accident. I have a metal rod holding the bones together, and I’ll be on crutches for 6-8 weeks whilst it heals.

Because of my injury, social services decided it would be safer for me to go and stay with my foster mum in Hampshire for a little bit, so I can get used to my crutches and they can sort out some proper domestic support for me to come back to on Monday. It’s been nice to spend time with the children, and seeing people down here, but at least I’ll be back in time for Fresher’s Week, although I won’t be able to lug stuff around as I’m meant to as an Angel, I should still be able to help out!

And I’m getting the chance to start reading through some of my reading list for university, as I’ve ordered some to be delivered to my foster mum’s. I’ll miss my little foster brother constantly making tea for me as I’m working, and the bustle of family life, but it will also be nice to return to a reasonably normal academic life.

So, what a start to my academic year! Hopefully the rest of the year will be considerably less manic!

It’s Looking Like Sunshine!

It’s been a weird few days. But those weird days needed to happen in order for things to get better. And they have gotten a lot better than I thought they would. Which is excellent.

I went back to Gosport for a few days, mainly to collect the remains of my life from my ex’s house, I love my friend B so much for helping me out, and letting me crash at hers whilst I mentally sorted myself out. He was, however, despite all agreements to be ‘civil’, was ever so rude. Alright, I’m not the saint of the situation, but I wanted to be an adult about it. And acting smug, practically throwing my boxes into my arms, followed by bitching that I’m ‘snarky’ due to refusing to sell my DSLR to him, then slamming the door in my face? That’s not very adult behaviour. Good riddance, I say!

So, I spent a few days in Hampshire, visited the Dockyard for an afternoon, went for drinks with people, saw my carer and foster mum and generally made the most of a soon to be rare occurrence. The weather was sublime, and it was wonderful to feel the sea breeze on my face.

I’ve really kicked off my dating life, and have been seeing someone, although not seriously, and I don’t think it’ll last for very much longer, if I’m honest. That’s fine by me, if I’m honest, as I’m more than ready to start looking for something a bit more than a bootie call.

My mother is coming up tomorrow to see me, and she’s bringing my older sister along. I haven’t seen them for ages, so it will be nice to catch up. I can’t wait to show them around the city that is now my home, my inspiration. Sounds corny, I know, but that’s how it is!

And then on Thursday it’s our Summer Solstice party! I’m googling celebration ideas, buying in mead, and generally getting rather excited! We’ll make dinner, play games, drink and be merry, before heading out with wine and watching the sun rise 🙂 It will be lovely.

And, on that note, I’ll end. I still need to write a post about the award someone nominated me for last week, so I’ll get onto that tomorrow morning!

I’m Home for Christmas!

I’m finally back in Hampshire!

It’s been a rather long few weeks as deadlines have reared their ugly heads, and Christmas festivities got busier. But yesterday I got on the train and endured the two hour journey back to Fareham. Today has been a very chilled out day as I’ve caught up on some much needed sleep whilst Josh went to a lecture, and I’ve enjoyed some television. Tomorrow I’m seeing Blitz, which will be very nice, as I haven’t seen him since August, and we don’t get to talk very often. I also would like to see some other people too, like my carer and maybe my old foster family if I get a chance to squeeze them in. Three weeks is a lot of time to fill, although I’ll obviously be busy over the festive period from 21st onwards. But I recon I’ll just about manage…

Update Time!

So, I figured that I haven’t really written a proper update post in a while, so before I go off to have the opening chapter of my novel to shreds…  I mean workshopped by my peers, I thought I would update you on what I’ve been up to.

Firstly, the Novel finally has a title! It’s called No Day But Today, based on a line from the musical Rent, which is one of my favourite musicals ever! I felt it fitted because this novel is essential a comedy coming of age piece, about a young university student who finds out what it truly means to love, and to sieze every day as it comes.

I’ve also decided against the Elphaba Halloween costume, as I can’t afford to buy better facepaint at the moment. However, tomorrow I’ll pop into Bristol’s Primark to replace the button-up shirt I lost so I can go all Femme Doctor on people’s asses! I’m also thinking of doing Femme Shaun, although this means replacing my tie, as that’s gone walkies, sadly. I need two costumes now because I’ll be going to the Monster Mash on Wednesday, and going out on the town for actual Halloween. Geeky costumes are the way to go, I’m pleased to say!

It’s my birthday on Wednesday, hence the very serious ‘Dear Younger Heidi’ post, and I’m trying to cram as much immature behaviour into the next two days as I possibly can! Also, happy birthday Josh, we can be the same age for two days! But then I shall be twenty, and will have to start acting, well, more like an adult. It doesn’t mean I actually will act like an adult all the time, quite far from that. But, I do like my birthday, as people always want to celebrate it because it’s so close to Halloween.

I’m also going back to Hampshire for the weekend, which is very exciting! I’ve missed Portsmouth, in a weird kind of way…

So, I’ve typed up the firat draft of my novel, and am starting to write out the second one, but I dread to think what people will think of it.

And, on that note, I have class in a bit.

Signing out!

The 10 Day Countdown – 10 Days to Go!

I’ve finally settled my debt at the library (nearly thirty pounds, that made my overdraft that bit more painful, sigh), so I am taking the liberty of using the libray computers to do a little bit of blogging, and some writing. My goodness, can people talk any louderon their phones in here? Oh, had better put my phone on vibrate, it’s annoying when people have their phones ring rather loudly in the library *turns volume on phone right down* That was me diverting, I am ever so sorry.

But, back to buisness.

It’s ten days to go, today, until I move out of the county that I’ve spent my whole life living in. Yikes. It hasn’t always been a bed of roses, but it’s still my home county. Yet, I’m one of those people who believe in this saying ‘Wherever I hang My hat, that’s my home’. What I mean by that is that I can call anywhere home, once I’ve gotten used to everything. Josh, however, believes tht home is where the heart is, and is quite keen to stay where he is. What I am worried about is that I’ll love it in Bath so much that I might well struggle to come back to Hampshire… So, I simply wonder where the future will take me over the next three years. And, I do wondwer what will happen to me workwise. What if I can’t come back down for the Christmas holidays? I dread the idea of spending the holiday by myself, with only a few international students for company. I’m sure the employers will not be so harsh as to not let me have some of the festive period off, but you never know, do you?

So, everything is being packed away. Tomorrow I’m setting up a student bank account, as well as meet up with the social workers for the last time before I move up. I also am hoping that the dress one of the people in my reenactment group was putting together for me arrives before Saturday, so that I might be able to go to the Jane Austen Festival, as I think that would be a nice treat for me before I have to focus on university and whatnot. if not, then I will be unable to go, which will be depressing.

In the meantime, though, I shall try and use the time on this computer to try and write some of Arthur, even if it means emailing it to myself to edit on my Kindle later…