Stuck in the middle

The past couple of weeks have been a bit of a rollercoaster for me. I went home for a week and a bit as I had a reading week and it was so lovely as I hadn't been home since being at Uni, which at that point had been 6 weeks so I was really looking forward to spending quality time at home with my family and boyfriend Scott. I was successful in surprising both my Grandparents and Scott while I was home and their reactions were brilliant.
The week was so lovely and I found it surprisingly easy to settle back in to my old routine, just everything felt a bit different I suppose. I felt I'd matured a lot. I've always been an independed person, but since being at Uni I feel I've become so much more independent as I've had to rely on others less and use my own initiative a lot more, which has been challenging but such a massive learning curve, and something that I needed to experience because we all have to grow up at some point I guess.
I feel that I'm at a good point right now. I do miss home a lot and would love to be there, but little by little I'm opening myself up to what the amazing city I'm living in has to offer and with it almost being Christmas, there is so much to do!
After returning to Uni from visiting home I didn't feel that great and I really didn't want to get on the coach to come back, but a couple of weeks have passed since then and I'm feeling much better now. It was just a natural reaction to my first visit I think. I arrived back in the environment that is still very much unknown to me and so I didn't feel great, but once everything got back to normal it was fine.
I still haven't gotten over the fact that my whole world has changed and I honestly thought that everything would be a lot different to what it is right now, by this point in time at least.
I haven't had the "typical Uni experience" yet and I've realised that probably hasn't happened because when I thought about how it would be I never factored in how I would actually be feeling when I was here and it's completely different to how I thought I would feel. I know that's ok because after all I am just a normal person who's living away from home for the first time and so I'm dealing with this change in the best way I can.
The "typical Uni experience" for me was what we all hear; out drinking, socialising, joining societies, but with being a student comes a lack of money and so financially it is difficult to do all those things. Not only that, but I've really wanted to make the most of my degree, so I don't really have the time either.
I've had two deadlines this week, both of which were essays and so a lot of time has gone in to writing them. Each semester, I'll be studying three modules and this semester, I've been struggling with one of them, but I'm starting to get my head round it. I've struggled with it to the point where I've considered whether or not I picked the right course, but I was thinking that after a couple of bad days and so I knew it was just me being silly.
Studying for a Literature degree was always going to be hard because I've come to Uni from studying Journalism, not a Literature A Level so I do have to remind myself of that sometimes.
It is getting easier day by day as much as I may not realise it. This is a difficult experience, especially when I'm not used to being on my own as much as I feel I have been, but I am getting used to it.
Saying that, there are a lot of positives (as there should be) that make the whole process easier to handle. I've made really good friends with a group of girls on my degree. I love my creative writing class; at the minute, we're workshopping each others work, so we basically sit in a circle and the author will read their work out followed by the rest of the group giving positive and constructive feedback. I went first when we workshopped for the first time last week and reading out something I had created and then hearing people's thoughts and feelings on it was slightly overwhelming...it was honestly the best I had felt since being here and reminded me why I am where I am. I see my sister a lot as she's only a half hour bus ride away and my best friend Emma literally lives down the bottom of the road and oddly, I feel that I've seen her more since moving here than I did when we lived at home. Scott has visited a few times and when he comes to stay we do have an absolute blast exploring London and acting like the big kids we are. My mum visited a few weeks ago to spend the weekend with my sister Megan and I which was really lovely and both her and my step-dad Damian are coming up next weekend to do some Christmassy stuff with the pair of us which I'm really looking forward to!
So I guess on the whole, things aren't too bad...
It's just challenging some days I guess and that is part of being an adult after all.
I just wanted to share the ups and downs that I've been going through recently.

Dotty 
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