Nondescript post.

I haven't really got much to mention since I last wrote, but I don't want to get behind. I went home on the 18th, and it was one of the nicest weekends I spent with my boyfriend. Went went for Tapas on Friday (which was lovely, never had it before but I plan on having it again). Then his mate came round and we watched a film and just snuggled up together all night and I fell asleep on him during Despicable Me. Saturday night we had dinner with his family and did the same again. Just sat and watched DVDs, including Early Doors, which we both love. Then Sunday we went Christmas shopping and bought him some Christmas decorations for his house, just like a married couple. I know it's the most basic sounding weekend, but those little things that we do are my favourite things. He stopped at mine Sunday night because I was back at university on Monday, and in the morning I had to really hold my tears back because I might not be seeing him for about a month now. It's such an awful feeling, that ache you get in your heart when you can't see the person that you want to see the most. Don't get me wrong, I miss my friends and family loads when I'm away, but I yearn for John. I miss being able to fall asleep and wake up next to him. It's my most favourite thing about being home. I cannot wait for my Christmas break, because I get to spend loads of time with him and even live at his house for a while because my parents are going away and I don't want to stop in the house on my own. Unless I have a party with my friends one of the nights :).

Other than that, I'm back at university now. Starting to get ready to do more assignments though two have been pushed back until after Christmas which is excellent news. I'm not stressing as much now. And doing my assignments makes the days go quicker until I get to go home and see all my favourite people again.

For the first time since I was about 12, I'm looking forward to Christmas.