About those small moments

Publicerad 2016-11-25 17:47:00 i Livet,

Life is about so much more than the moments and feelings I've been telling you about on here recently. I've mostly just focused on hopelessness and heartbreak, even though there's been so much more to my days than that. There's been so many moments of friends, happiness, dance, drinks and studies. And I thought I'd tell you about some of them, so here's a few.
◊ Spending day after day in that study pod up in LPS writing away at essays and drinking more coffee than any human should be able to take. Helping each other out with statistics and keeping away the stress of deadlines with funny videos and frozen songs. 
◊ When we were at that club in London and I pulled on the hottest guy in there. We were just about to leave as I saw him walking towards me and I stepped in front of him and said 'boy is your name homework because I'm not doing you right now and I should be'. And I don't know how, or why, but it worked.
◊ Going to the midnight screening of fantastic beasts with Laura. And then going to another showing of it a couple of days later. 
◊ When I got to present the research I did over the summer with the head of department, and tell all my peers and lecturers about our findings. I was so nervous about it, until I realised that if I screwed up no one would know because no one in that room knew more about it than I did. So we presented it. It went so well, and it was just so much fun. 
◊ And once that presentation was done I went over to chat to the head of department and thank her for the opportunity, and she gave me a hug and told me that she was so proud of me. I was beaming of joy from that for hours. 
◊ When Sam and I finally managed the waltz routine and we went through it over and over again, swirling through Mandela hall like it was the easiest thing in the world.

◊ Being called 'Mother Period' by a grateful student that just found out that we give out free sanitary towels and tampons and moon cups. 

◊ Sitting in the staircase with a group of friends I'd just met eating pizza, waiting for another friend to finish whomever she was in her bedroom with so we could come in to grab our stuff and leave. Because, you see, it was three in the morning and three hours later I was scheduled to work, so I really should have been going by then. But at that point, that didn't matter. All that mattered was the people, the staircase and the pizza. 

◊ When he called me drunk in the middle of the night and told me he misses me and I told him I miss him too. It's nice to mean something like that to someone again. 



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