All I can say is, after the week I've been through, I LOVE my parents. Not only have they pulled me up from the mess I was on Friday night due to housing mania, they have given me a plan and sorted me out for the entirety of next year. They are fabulous.
It would concern most people to know that I actually have friends that ask where my parents are if I have a house party whilst they are away. Because they are just that cool (my parents, not my friends...no offence). They party hard, are the most welcoming people I know and just want to look after everyone.
Take the time one of my uni mates came to mine (from Kent...to Norfolk!) for new year. My mum was so desperate to give him a sandwich/ lunch/ picnic to feed the 5000, I was trying to push her away from the door instead of him.
And this is why we should be grateful to those old farts who tell us that all our fashions have been done before and that our language makes no sense. Because at the end of the day, even if you're the biggest loser in the world, you'll still have your family - no matter how strange they are.
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- luckygirl37
- Okay, so I'm a first year law student looking for a way out of the university workload. Trust me, it can get that bad, but i'm sure it'll be worth it in the end. I crave some sort of creative output and so this blog is going to be sort of a diary of a university student. I love criticising and worshipping different media as well as socialising student style and spending time with the currently adoring boyfriend. i also love good food, a passion which also haunts me as i battle weight gain with avengence. Obsessed perfectionist and hopeless romantic, i love planned spontanaity and in this case oxymorons.
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