You never did learn to let the little things go

So it is official. I am now going into my third year at university. I can honestly say, I never thought I would make it here. I'm home now for summer in not so sunny Luton and I feel quite sad at the idea that I don't really have a life here any more. When I'm back I live out of my suitcase and I have to fit in seeing everyone before I'm whisked off again. Only the other night, My best friend and I headed out to one of our old favourite spots to find we were the oldest people there. Of course there were some of our friends, but the majority of people were strangers. What's strange is it seems to have only happened in the last year. I remember coming home during my first year and feeling like I'd never left. I feel now, like I have truly flown the nest and that I'm actually settled in Leeds, something again, I never thought I'd hear myself say. Although this is quite sad, I only have fond memories of growing up in Luton and was so distraught leaving that life when I left for uni. It's quite clear now who are our friends, and I'm pretty pleased with the crowd that have stuck together.