It's strange that I've only been home for a day with my family, but I'm already looking forwards to heading back off to uni towards the end of the week.
I love my family to bits, but I really am sat here and want to head off back up there. And all this despite the fact that I'm not enjoying the house I'm living in at the moment and am looking for a new house and also with the fact I know many, if not most of my mates at uni will all be home too.
It's all quite strange really. Maybe I've just got to the stage where home doesn't feel like 'home' any more.
Loughborough at number one