Sunday, 3 May 2015


So you all know how much I love my flatmates as I don't ever stop talking about how amazing they are :) but I was thinking how weird living with 11 other random people actually is. University halls are weird places, you are put in with a group of randoms and expected to deal with it. I remember thinking when I first moved in, I felt like an antelope being chucked into the lion pen. For the lucky few, and I count myself in this, your flatmates become way more than just the people you live with, they are your family. They are the ones you have conversations with at 3am just because you can, the ones you knock on the door of when all you want it a cuddle because everything has just got a bit much, and the ones that you have the best laughs with, creating the best memories with.

However, on the other side, just because you are lucky enough to be living with your best friends you cannot take them for granted. Like at the moment we are in the middle of exam season - and let's just take a moment here to realise how bizarre the whole concepts of exams are. Being forced to sit down and basically word vomit out everything you know about a topic you've been learning about for the past year, no thank you. Anyway, exams always mean stressed people, and when you are living in such close proximity to people who are also dealing with exam stress, sometimes tensions run high. But it also starts to prove who your real friends are, the ones who support you through the hell that is exams. 

Hitting the grand old age of 20 a few months ago, and having travelled a fair few places and met different people, I would like to think that I know a little bit about people. Yet every now and then they surprise me. You think you know someone, but then for better or worse they show a different side to them and it surprises you. Perhaps its good but sometimes it is heart-wrenchingly painful to see people for who they really are instead of what you want them to be. That's the thing to me, I love the people that I live with, but just because I live with them doesn't make us automatically friends, you have to work at friendships and also allow them and you to branch out and meet other people too. It seems strange and a bit blunt but sometimes getting wrapped up in the people around you isn't healthy. At the end of the day everyone has their own lives and by clinging to people you will just drive them away as well as isolating yourself. I know this has got a bit Mentalist but its 1:30 am on Sunday morning and these are the places my mind seems to wander. 

Anyway, I promise a lighter note for the next post but for now I can hear Elliott and Sam banging around so I need to go yell at them so I can sleep!

Have a good week my loves!

Lots of Love, Kate xxx

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