This Right Here

Is weird. I was under this bizarre assumption that when I left Hastings things would mellow out a little. Oh, how wrong I was! I suppose it's not the people I surrounded myself with that were the sole cause of the crazy, although they certainly helped. Gaddamn, I miss a hell of a lotta people. Which is not in the slightest to say it's bad up here, it's actually lovely and amazing and all that jazz. It's just still exactly as mad and confusing as ever, and even though it's great most of the time it turns out I'm still riding the crest of Wavey McCrazington as ever, and every now and then that fucker beaches.

Anyway, if you Hastings people are still following this then remember you're all in my thoughts, always and constantly. Spread the word :)





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I'm in Uni

And God damn do I feel ill. Once I've gone to that fucking lecture I'm going to sleep like the dead, and not the kind of dead that gets back up again to eat people either.