The return

So my last blog was about the last couple of days at home. I've been back in Sunderland for a week now. Normally I find it a very hard week. Normally I have a down day where everything just makes me cry (or at least want to) and I just want to speak to my mum all the time. I haven't had that so much this week. I've been a bit full of cold as well, so it surprises me I haven't been terribly homesick. However, I am going home next Thursday for the long bank holiday weekend, so that could be why I haven't been homesick. As I know I'll be back home very soon!

People have said to me 'you never seem to be homesick'. I count myself very blessed about this as it means that I have been able to get stuck into things. However, I think the fact that I have got stuck into things has helped me not to be homesick. Also I have been away from home and my parents many times over my teenage years. Whether thats a sleepover or a 16 night holiday with my best friend and her family. Or housesitting with my best friend or on a summer camp. I've been further away from home as well. When I had my holiday with my best friend I was on the south coast and that was a longer journey then 150 miles. It was a majorly hard week and university is nothing compared to it. Like honestly nothing.

Different people cope differently with the first week back. Some people will get hammered, some people will get into their routine and some people will just talk to their parents a lot. Everyones different and it helps them. So long as you're happy where you are (mainly with the course/choice of university in your first year. You can't choose your flatmates!) then you're set! We only have a few more weeks here for our first year and oh my how it's flown.