Too Long

It's been too long since I've written on here..! I had a lot of drafts that I never published, for some reason.

I'm back in Sheffield now - but before I talk about Uni life I'll update on the end of my summer in pictures and words...

I went to Ireland to see my Dad, and my friends, it had been 2 years since I'd been. I have no idea why, I used to go all of the time. I love it because I like to go on long walks and I did, when weather permitted. My best friend there, and anyway, Kara, turned 20 and had a hilarious night out for it. True friends are tested by passing time and distance, and she passes the test every time - I would tell her anything. Literally. That's what real friends are for.

I got lost in vinyls in my loft, my Dad's record collection is quite literally endless. I also watched loads of videos from when I was little, and immensely enjoyed it!

I also saw someone I used to love, and got another glimpse of what that was. Just a glimpse, though - was enough.

The most exciting thing, however, was going to Holland to stay with my friends. They live in Eindhoven, so I flew there from London Stansted for a grand price of £16. After some chilling and buying nappies in Albert Heijn with Stefan and Tho for Yves, we had dinner then went out to De Thomas where Yves works! A Dutch man told me he liked my headband, but that's about all I understood, my Dutch is strained when there's loud music playing and too many biertjes have been drunk!

Then we did a bit of 'Roadtrippen' from Horst to Maastricht in Rusty. (Nils' car) We cooked some Paella at Frauke's then went to see the Belgian band dEUS at a free festival, and drunk a few too many biertjes again. The next day we looked around Maastricht and it is really beautiful, it was a gorgeous day, and I loved it, it's very quaint.

After gathering my things in EHV, I got the train to Nijmegen to go and see James who is there on his year abroad. And who I miss ridiculously. If you get off the train at Nijmegen-Lent, it's vaguely scary - it looks rather bare. But Nijmegen itself is also gorgeous - there's even a bit of a hill! I couldn't cope with that after getting used to how flat it was. I stayed with Yves on my last night before I went home, and on the morning of my early flight it was pouring down with rain. Real case of pathetic fallacy right there. Then home through the tube strikes.

I felt so down when I got home, I had such a good time, and I feel so at home. My friends are all amazing, and I feel so at home with them that I felt I could easily have stayed and just happily slotted in. Also, I rode a bike. But mainly rode on the back of Stefan's, which was so much fun, even though I had a sore bum. Basically, Ik hou van Nederland!

That picture is of Lucy causing mischief out of my window - namely wolf whistling then hiding. Honestly! Being back in Sheffield is so good. We have our beautiful little house and even being back at lectures is pretty good. I love the whole experience - learning (yes, really, I love it), going out, and just being with all my friends here. It really is amazing.

So this has been a blog-update, rather than one of my more pensieve posts. But there we are. I read this poem today, one of my French friends has to do a presentation on it - I wouldn't fancy doing this in another language, as much as I love them.

Crazy Jane Grown Old Looks At The Dancers

I found that ivory image there Dancing with her chosen youth, But when he wound her coal-black hair As though to strangle her, no scream Or bodily movement did I dare, Eyes under eyelids did so gleam; Love is like the lion's tooth. When She, and though some said she played I said that she had danced heart's truth, Drew a knife to strike him dead, I could but leave him to his fate; For no matter what is said They had all that had their hate; Love is like the lion's tooth. Did he die or did she die? Seemed to die or died they both? God be with the times when I Cared not a thraneen for what chanced So that I had the limbs to try Such a dance as there was danced - Love is like the lion's tooth. WB Yeats. Ferg is annoying <3