So, I'm leaving Leeds in 10 or so days for London. I got a place through Clearing on the Cultural Studies/Media Studies Combined Degree at University of East London. I didn't feel like I wanted to take it last week but I figured I'll never know unless I try.
What is the point in sticking around in the hope he's gonna realise what he has in me and declare his love? He isn't going to, ever. It saddens me in a way because I wouldn't be going, or feel the need to, if we were together. I was content, Leeds isn't so bad and I have some amazing friends. Now I just feel bitter about everything, the memories, the people, the rut called 'life'. I guess it's time to do something drastic and for myself.
I am unbelievably scared. Scared isn't even the word. I don't think I can sleep tonight because I have SO much to sort out - student finance, a place to live, getting myself and my things down there...
Shit.
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