After many late nights my journal was finally finished and we could celebrate our last few days together. Not only did we have the Easter break, but we then went on to placement and for most of us that would mean over a month apart. Our heavy work load meant I hadn't thought much about it but as the last day dawned on me the reality sunk in. Something that had also slipped our minds in the chaos of work was that we had not found a house for next year and were quite possibly the only students in Leeds who had not signed for a house in panic at Christmas. With this care free attitude it only seemed right that we looked on the last afternoon of term. With our hopes not very high we were surprised by the amount of beautiful, or "Culture" houses as Nom so beautifully put it. I believe she meant "Character". After sitting in the beer garden at the Royal, I felt incredibly excited at the prospect of next year and my hope for a twee house seemed to be coming true. I envisioned us on our cobbled street, sitting in our yard in the summer with red wine and purple cigarettes. And of course it would be perfect for our cat. 
Later that night Jenny and I decided to head out to local hot spot Nation of shopkeepers. The live illustration seemed interesting and we certainly deserved a night out after the week we'd had. We started the night at my house, "The Manor" as we affectionately call it, with three different bottles of red wine. Each bottle got progressively worse tasting but by the last bottle I'm not sure if either of us cared. When we finally arrived out we bumped into my house mate Stacie, clearly she had been out for some time and was more than happy to see us. Seeing Stacie out made me wish our other house mate Hannah was with us too. I was going to miss all the girls so much over the next month and thought about how strange it would be not seeing them everyday.
The red wine had kicked in and after not being overly impressed by the illustration we headed on to Hi Fi. Unbeknown to us, the night was a dub step night where everyone danced as though they were trying to push a balloon under water but struggling with the pressure. Me and Jenny thought that it would be a good time to bust out the lasso dance move, it was not. Not satisfied with the music we headed over to Wire for some current Indie anthems. We had some more drinks and a bit of a sing along. After a dance to Wild beasts we knew it was time we headed home. The taxis dropped us at a stop that was equidistant to both our houses. After a short walk home and a quick call to my boyfriend I was safely home and ready for bed. My phone woke me up the following morning to find myself fully clothed and still in my coat, with my lap top playing Eastenders on iplayer and a bowl on super noodles on the pillow next to me. All in all, a fabulous way to end the term. 
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