Home is where the heart is, or so they say

Okay so here goes my first real post, be kind.
Anyone who remotely knows me will know that I'm an over-emotional cry baby, this fact coupled with some of the biggest life changes I've experienced have left me a little raw and since I'm now a believer in the "talking helps" attitude I thought I'd share my struggle!
As my undergrad days were drawing to a close I was most certainly petrified of leaving my pals but weirdly enough I wasn't phased by the fact that I'd be leaving the place I'd just spent three of the most important years of my life. It didn't hit me until after graduation, that was it, I had almost no ties to the place I'd avoided calling home for three years. Since then I've taken a couple of trips back and the feeling of "I'm home" incorrectly washed over me as I drove the familiar roads, ate in familiar restaurants and drank in the usual uni bars.
At the moment I'm living at home with my parents, whilst as great as it is to be back something is preventing me from settling. See my issue is that I still haven't fully come to terms with the fact that I'm not going back to uni (how long does it take to accept?!), but also I have high expectations of myself and my future in a years time I'm aiming to be on a graduate scheme based in London and I think the knowledge that I'm only home for a year is holding me back from calling home "home". It's a shame because my family are fab and some of my closest pals are here but I can't fight the overwhelming feeling that I don't belong here.
I really hope I haven't been too depressing, my next blog will be about how much I love nail varnish or something but I just needed to share this!
U x

Hello!
So I'm 21, I'm a graduate and I guess that makes me an adult! Recently I've been struggling to come to terms with the last fact, as I'm sure many of my fellow graduates are although I am cheating a bit as I'm due to start a Masters degree at Loughborough University...
Since graduating I've felt rather lost, moving back home and practically relinquishing my independence has been quite a struggle. Leading to why I'm starting this blog, not that I want to become "blog famous" but I'd like an outlet to express myself and to keep me sane!
Unlike so many of my lovely organised friends I have not been able to get myself traveled this summer and I'm kicking myself for it. It goes without saying that I'm in love with our rescue cat but recently I've found myself falling in love with the gym and how it helps me to increase my strength. I gave the gym a go about a year ago and although I enjoyed it I unfortunately didn't manage to keep it up so this is really my second shot and so far so good! I not aiming for crazy results I'd just like to tone up and build some upper body strength as I'm a complete weakling and always have been.
What else do I do apart from the gym? Currently I'm working in two different retail jobs both of which fuel my clothes addiction, more on that to come.
Here's what you can expect from me, lighthearted updates about my life, my new clothes, and other (interesting) tidbits!
Love
U x