having mixed feelings about uni. i mean i’ve met loads of lovely people and i’m having fun and everything but like there’s a part of me that just really wants to go home. i’m apprehensive about the academic side of things and i still feel like there’s so much to sort out and so much that i don’t know, like we haven’t been shown the laundry facilities yet and i’m worried i won’t be able to cook properly and just everything is really scary idk.
one of my favorite things is when you give a baby your finger and they hold on to it as tight as they can. it’s funny because they don’t even come close to having the amount of muscle power i do. do you really think you can hold me here haha. i’ll crush you