So I just found out that a guy who I've known since I was a kid, is having a baby. Weirder still, he's naming the little girl what I always intended to name my first girl; Eve. I think he'll make an awesome father, there's no doubt about that, but it's just... stunning news. I dunno how I feel, reality check that everyone is getting so much older than I remember. I wish you all the luck in the world.
It's any wonder that I'm not stressed to the max right now. When I originally applied for residence, they denied me in my first choice, and then placed me in another hall. This was back in September. Yesterday, I get an email to say that they're considering moving me again, as they have too many people for the halls, and they'll let me know either way early next week. Bearing in mind, they emailed me along with the Director of the hall I was meant to be in. Don't you just love organisation?
I'm supposed to be moving in in 9 days. I'd rather like no more surprises in the next week. But knowing this country, they've got more in store for me.
In other news, Mother is beginning to realise that she's got 1 week left of me. And then I'm gone. And I'm never gonna be living at home again. Maybe the odd weekend here and there. But she's gotta let her baby go.
Bet you can guess the fun and games that are going on in our house right now.
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