Goodbye Plymouth, hello happinesssssss!!

It's been fourteen days since I sat on my student bed, in my student flat, in my student accommodation in my new hometown - Southend. Fourteen days of not being home, fourteen days of being in s**t Plymouth.

Well, tomorrow I have a 6:30 train to London, from London I go to Ipswich to stay with ChrisGOPHER for a few days and then back to London for NYE with my beautiful Ellie Tanner!

Although I've loved seeing my family and have had an extremely lovely Christmas, I've got serious student withdrawal symptons. I'm craving noise, beer pong, crude student talk, my flat mates, long, tiring, sweaty days, wearing blacks every day of the week, being skint and Southend.

Also being back in Plymouth has only reassured me futher how small and ugly it is. It's grey, wet and full of foul-mouthed, Plymouthians. I have to say I'm quite grateful of being ill and stuck at home for the majority of my stay as the few times I ventured into the "heart" of Plymouth, I actually found myself feeling worse. I was reminded by several Plymouthians how rude and dumb this town is. The people are narrow-minded and ignorant. I'm quite sure they believe that there is nothing beyond Plymouth, perhaps just blank space.. or more towns just like Plymouth. I'm also quite ready to say that they are perfectly happy to just do the same, day in, day out, in the same place for the rest of their lives. Poor things.  You are the company you keep... Thankfully, none of these people are my company.  Call me a snob but.. they're just the dirt of civilisation. Excluding of course - my family, my friends and my horse.

So, I have my tickets.. and I cannot wait to get away from this town.
Goodbye Plymouth, hello happiness.

Goes without saying that I'll miss my parents and friends... Well, I just said it didn't I?