Open Doors

Bristol Open Doors, doors usually closed open for one day a year and that day was today.

Stepped inside a beautiful university library, some old period houses full of nostalgia and walked in some breathtakingly beautiful landscapes, hidden in the hustle and the bustle of a busy city.

One persons trash is another person treasure

What month is it?

It seems more like April today than May. I think its the weather, it can't seem to make up it mind, one minute it will be glorious get your legs out sunshine, the next it will be rainy and cold again.

Now that we have basically finished uni, it feels almost surreal going into the actual building. I think its the association's my brain makes with the building. That of blind panic, and a body filled to the brim with caffeine , in the forms of diet coke and pro plus.

Before the blind panic set in, I was never really a fan of pro plus, I preferred sleep myself. But during the blind panic, sleep became the enemy something that shouldn't be happening and pro plus became the saviour through the panic.

But now all I need to do is finishing touches which cant be done till Monday, so I find myself at a loose end. Looking through my wardrobe, and noticing all the holes that seem to have appeared in my clothes (not from moth balls, but shear clumsiness) a time of make do and mend seems to have occured. Patching up old favourites, and listening to some enchanting Noah and The Whale seems to fit the bill perfectly.

Like most things I am recommended to do by my older brother I was quite against blogging. It stems from a young age I think, him telling me you'll like this, as a child I chose purposely not to like it to spite him in away, which really makes no sense because it means I have missed out on some things or found them on my own a lot later than everyone else, which Is not necessarily a bad thing. Recently I found out that this annoys him abit, this has definitely made me think why I do some things, but also unfortunately added fuel to the fire and made me do it on purpose sometimes just to spite him he he he he.