Days like these...

It's days like these that I wonder why the heck I chose to live and study in Aberdeen of all the places in the world... No but seriously, I love it here but the weather... oh, the weather....

It was really nice for about a week, with sunshine and +15 degrees, but on Thursday the weather started getting worse. It started with being incredibly windy! I almost fell over outside the library because the wind was so strong, and when Matilda and I were heading over to 6° North for a beer with a few people in the evening, it felt like the wind had picked up even more. When we headed over to Oskar's flat on Friday, it was pissing it down with rain, resulting in Christel, Matilda and I arriving at his flat completely drenched as he lives quite far away. Saturday and Sunday were pretty bad as well, but I spent both days in the library writing my psychological assessment essay, so it didn't really bother me. Yesterday was when the weather really flipped out! The rain was chucking down all day and it was quite windy, just like today. Absolutely terrible.

It's a funny thing though. Almost every time I say that I live in Scotland, people ask me "Isn't the weather really bad!?" and I always respond "Not always... but when it's bad, it's really bad!" Truer words have never been spoken, haha

Aberdeen on a nicer day than this

Homeward Bound

Photo compilation of my term, starting from Fresher's week to the last week

Every time I sit down to write one of theses posts, it blows my mind when I think about how fast time goes by. I mention this a lot, but it genuinely freaks me out and it is interesting to see how much it affects me.
This first term of second year has been a hectic one. I have had a lot of assignments, which have affected my social life. I haven't been able to be fully social, because I have focused on my studies.
Thinking back on my fresher's week, I think this year was a lot better than last year. I went out pretty much every single night and had a blast, but obviously had to pay for it the three following weeks, when I had a horrendous cough. It was so bad, that at night I would hyperventilate because I wasn't getting enough air into my lungs, which would make me cough even more. Ugh, it was awful!
Half way through the term something horrible, yet expected, happened. This greatly affected my mood, my appetite, my studies, and my overall outlook on life.
Now, almost two months later, I am not myself completely, but I am trying to get back to the stage where I am happy. I have good days and bad days, but thankfully mostly good days.

Tomorrow morning I am homeward bound. Cheers!

Misfit Heaven

Yesterday, Helen arrived with the train at 16.00. We spent a few hours in the mall strolling around in the shops. I bought the shirt I'm wearing in the pictures from Zara. Before we headed back home, we ate at T.G.I.F's. We stuffed our faces and encountered several extremely awkward moments with our server.
When we got back we watched 3 episodes of Modern Family and then started to get ready for the night. We had a couple of drinks in my room, Skyped with Jenny and then headed over to the Union bar.
When we got back to my room at around half one, we watched another episode of Modern Family and then got ready for bed. A great night to say the least! :D