OFFICIALLY A UNIVERSITY STUDENT!

So, the dreaded day arrived, and although I didn't get the grades I wanted or needed, by some miracle  my first choice university still wanted me. I can officially say, I am now an English Literature student studying at the University of Surrey which is currently 6th in the guardian league tables. Needless to say I was completely gobsmacked so spent my night nicely intoxicated, to celebrate the last year of hell officially being over.

I leave in just under a month and I am a mixture of excited and petrified. I love my university though, even if they didn't give me the accommodation I wanted.... I have to share a bathroom! (Woe is my life) I swear to god, if anyone is sick in our shower I will die.

I'm back in Devon today, but I'm off to Cornwall tomorrow for one last summer trip. Which is well needed before I venture off on my University adventure.

Going to miss my favourite possession, my beautiful double bed as I'll be going back to the single life.

The three musketeers are splitting up. 

Visited a place called Kelmarsh hall, it's fields and fields of gardens full of pretty flowers and they do the most delicious Welsh rarebit. I'd most certainly recommend to anyone!

SPONTANEITY

Basically... for the last hmm 2 months? i've shoved to the back of my mind the dreaded day that is results day. I feel like results day has the same effect as saying Voldamort, and the examiners are death-eaters.. if I say it, it'll get me. ANYWAY, as soon as it hit a week until 'you know when' i've been doing everything in my power to forget about said day. This resulted in me spontaneously buying a train ticket one night then going off to Devon on a one way ticket  to procrastinate.

Went to the nicest restaurant looking over Dawlish and Dawlish Warren in Exmouth harbour.

It's never too early for a cider, and damn that was a good'un, even if it did result in me being tipsy walking around Exmouth.

This is Gandy street in Exeter, which is one of my favourite places to shop. If you're ever in the area I truly recommend it! Its full of one off cute shops and rustic cafes. 

Definitely think that spontaneously jumping on the train to Devon,  even if it meant being up on the train for 6am, was totally worth it. And it was the perfect medicine for forgetting about 'you know what.'

A little bit of spontaneity gave me some of the nicest few days. So I encourage you to go out on a whim, and be a little spontaneous as it'll be worth it and may give you some of your best memories!

Do tell me some of your spontaneous days!

A month in pictures

Since August has crept upon us and July was a busy month I thought I'd fill you in, so sit tight...