I'm back in Plymouth, have been here about 3 weeks now. Uni is going really well even though the workload is piling up, I'm really enjoying it. My room is awesome, twice the size of last years *and* I'm managing to keep it tidy since I sold all but a bootful of my stuff before I moved. My new housemates are lovely and I'm becoming better friends with my classmates. ~happy sigh~ Everything's really good. Scarily good.
I've been with Adam 4 months now and we are so, so good for each other. I don't remember the last time I was this happy. I guess when we went out when we were younger it just wasn't the right time. I feel my old self again, but happier. We are really sickeningly in love. He comes to visit every weekend and I count the hours until I see him again. I can't find anything wrong with him. It's becoming irritating

This were has been turned into a big, soppy furre. Sickle was always meant to be a vixen, I guess she was just waiting for someone to treat her that way