Four days in the homeland...

To me, Chorley isn't the be all and end all of life. It isn't where I want to settle and grow old and just 'be'. But, to me, Chorley is home. It is my past and it holds memories and it (in the most horrifically cheesy way) it made me who I am. And although i don't want to grow out my days there, going home for 4 days is always fucking awesome. I have three of the best friends based there and more in the surrounding areas, and no matter how much time i spend away from there, it always welcomes me back. Maybe it's because I am not there all the time, but when I go back, no night out is ever the same, and there are always new or different people to meet or I end up meeting up with people that I haven't seen in years. It makes a girl feel good.

One thing that is for certain, being back in the UK in general was amazing for being able to be in touch with people!! The ability to tweet when I wanted, to text people all day or to call people all  night. I am enjoying not depending upon the internet in France, and not sitting at my computer watching Facebook update every second, not stalking people it is always nice to be able to chat away to people easily (and without it costing the world). However, being back at home, and being connected to the internet did mean that I have completely updated my Spotify without judgement (everytime i go to Bureau with my computer you can see the staff collectively sigh as I highjack their internet to download loads of music). I was meant to update my Kindle as well, but as the majority of my weekend was spent with a hangover (don't drink kids) I completely forgot and so I am left without stuff to read, which is OK seeing as I have my WSET exam next week, but is lame cause I am missing reading books (which by the way...Katie you need to download 'The Marriage Plot by Jeffrey Eugenides' you will love it - also we need to arrange a Skype, I'll email you over my days off next week).

So yeah, after four days at home of drinking or recovering from drinking I have done absolutely no WSET work and I have an exam in a week, and instead of revising for at the moment like I should be, I am blogging...seriously (somewhat hypocrytical - I know, don't judge...) I am contemplating wacking on 'The Circus' DVD and then 'Progress', but it just wouldn't be the same pretending to work without my Jew. So instead I am listening to Minaj (major girl crush) really loud, dancing round the flat in my jimjams, drinking copius amoints of caffine and trying to keep my concentration long enough to right some coherent sentences to add to this blog. It's hard. I'm not gunna lie.

And whilst you guys are experienceing a heat wave...it's raining in Calais.

Today I am mainly drinking Christmas Tea - I know it's not Christmas...andwhat?