Christmas time, mistletoe and wine.

I'm leaving uni for the Christmas holidays on Sunday and I don't know how I'm going to cope. I think I'll be alright with the build up to Christmas, but after that I know I'll just want to come back and have a few drinks with my housemates at the Pav Tav. FOUR WHOLE WEEKS without that place is going to be torture, especially as there's nothing like it in my hometown, just a few old men pubs, Wetherspoons and a couple of really shitty clubs.

I'm going to miss the people here like crazy as well. They really are true friends I could talk to about anything, I can't believe I've only known them ten weeks and not ten years. Plus there are no cute barmen I can have mini-romances with at home, although I'm definitely not looking forward to the whole 'Have you got a boyfriend yet?' followed by a look of pity when I say 'NO!'. I'm not ready for a proper relationship yet, so stop looking at me like I should be ashamed I'm not in one. Just because my older sister and brother had perfect relationships when they were my age, doesn't mean I have to settle down.

I am a bit sniffly, and haven't even started an essay due in tomorrow yet, but I'm still going out tonight. It's the last week, I'm going to cram as much Pav Tav time in as I can!