I'm home!

I know, I know, I said I'd write this post the weekend I got back to England, but I didn't and I thoroughly apologise to all those who were anxiously waiting for it (hahaha - I'm such a laugh). Anyway, this post is going to describe the process - is a process? - of coming back from a year abroad. I'll be writing another one with an overview of my Erasmus experience soon, but not just yet because, well, I promised to write this one last month.

I triumphantly returned from Zaragoza on July 12th, landing at Liverpool John Lennon Airport; it was a wonderful flight, particular highlights were the 20-or-so Scouse schoolgirls who talked NONSTOP while we were waiting for the flight, and watching La Vida de Pi on the AVE with bacon-queso crisps that my dad decided he didn't like. To sum up the flight, twenty high-pitched Scouse accents are a bit grating when you haven't heard one for almost a year. 

I want to get out of England again already! 

A few days after that, I had to have an interview with some tutors from Edge Hill to tell them about my Erasmus experience, etc., and it's a part of my year abroad grade (I don't know if it's the same at other universities, so I'd check how you will be graded as you might not have to do it). In hindsight, I think I spoke too much during the interview, as I was in there for almost an hour and a half, and I really should have revised what I'd studied throughout the year - or at least taken my Kindle - as I was asked quite specific questions on what I'd read throughout the year, and different genres and time periods that I'd studied. Honestly, I couldn't remember a thing, I must have read about 20 different works of poetry and literature for just one class, let alone the 8 others. Ah well. I'm still waiting for my overall grade for the year (if it's not too terrible, I'll post it on here once I get it) but I think I was meant to receive it weeks ago, so I don't know what's happening there.

Oh! Also, in classic Edge Hill form, I got the second half of my Erasmus grant the other week, about 3 weeks after I'd finally returned home. I was originally told that only the last month's money would be kept back, so after suffering for the second half of the year on next to nothing and getting deeper and deeper into my overdraft, I've suddenly got a load of money I wasn't expecting. Thanks Edge Hill (I guess... maybe?)

I'm going to include a jump here, if you want to carry on reading, I'm going to start talking about my personal life (like, what I've been doing since I got home..). If that interests you, click the little thing, if it doesn't, no pasa nada, carry on down the page. 

Well hello to you again! 

I'll carry on where I left off. I've been up to Ormskirk a couple of times since I've been back, excluding the Erasmus interview, in a desperate attempt to sort my life out, I guess. I've had a meeting with my dissertation tutor, which may have been a bit too early or seemed a bit too eager, but I hadn't been in the uni for a year, so I literally hadn't a clue what I was meant to be doing or what direction I was meant to be going with the whole dissertation thing. I went and we had a chat, and now I have an ever-growing pile of books and a massive theory book staring at me, waiting to be read. I still don't really know what I'm going to be writing about, but hopefully it'll be fine. 

In other news, and by that I mean something-to-do-with-Ormskirk-but-not-with-university, I have a job! It's the same job as I had in first year (I work in Blockbuster, contain yourselves) but yay, employment! At the moment I'm having to get the train to work, which is a bit of a pain, but the train costs less than £10 return and I'm going to have a job when I move back up to Ormskirk, so it's not all bad. 

We (me and family) went to St. David's in Wales for a week too, which was really cute. It's the 'smallest city in the UK' because it has a cathedral, but it was really nice and surprising sunny. There was a sandy beach and everything nearby, and me and my dad went on a boat and saw some seals. That sounds like what a 6-year old would write for a 'What I Did On My Holiday' piece of homework. However that is what I did on my holiday, and if you'd like a more verbose description, feel free to ask in the comments or on some form of social media.

Other than that, I don't really have anything to report (which is in keeping with the topic of the blog), my boyfriend came up to Manchester for a couple of days which was fun; I've seen 'The World's End', which is so funny, and we went down to Chester for the day as the last time I went was to look around the uni, without looking round the town, and the time before that I think I was in Year 2 and we were studying Romans. 

And that's it! I hope you have a lovely day! 

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