BIRLING GAP
I keep finding myself travelling home at weekends, it's come to the point where it's almost everyweekend. Perhaps because it's because it's far too inticing that the boy is so close or that the majority of my friends have opted to stay away from education (such a wise choice and I am overly jealous) or that I want to visit the cutest baby I've ever set eyes on or that Kingston generally gets completely dull and I didn't anticipate how far away central is when I choice to live here but the over all perhaps is simply because I can't resist to be in complete isolation by the sea. I need this right now.
Instead however I have to go to class for which I am already late but getting dressed isn't a current option and finishing this coffee is. I can't wait to get screamed at for having no work. Kill me now.
