Update: Stuff, Being in third year, homesickness..

The resurrection of this blog will serve to achieve one goal: to not overload you with a boutade of posts about random selections of subjects that surface in my brain at unique opportunities.

It recently came to my attention just how far on my degree I have come (queue cliche counter, strike one) and having hibernated during second year, I think it's time I stopped feeling so sorry for myself regarding 'actual' blogging (I love you, tumblr, I'm sorry) and just start writing again.

So there are a few topics that spring to mind, having recently been on a trip home to my home city of Bath, there is one thing that has stuck with me from the beginning of my degree to this very day. My intrepid nature led me to on a whim apply for a university I had never even heard of and the one thing that made my palms sweat and heart race a little was just how far from home it was.
I am and always have been, a city person.  Call me guileless, limpid or just plain stupid - I moved to a small town roughly an hour and a half from Plymouth, which is the closest "big" city to Falmouth. I know.

I'm not sure how I thought I would cope without shopping at my disposal, tall buildings and copious amounts of people ALL the time, but my intrinsic desire to be surrounded by city life got somewhat lost in my decision to move to Cornwall, of all places. but going home makes me see things in a whole new light. Walking the path I used to take every day to school fills me with a myriad of nostalgic sentiments that lead to a shameful realisation that I took it all for granted.