Got an Aston University hoodie finally!! ✌❤ still feels quite weird saying that I’m a uni student!! #self
procrastination leads me to a long tumblr post!
so in this post i’m gonna update how much my lifestyle has changed within just about 2 months!
I have moved from london to birmingham! they’re quite similar - still big cities but everything is much more convenient! i have made some lovely new friends and its so strange because i feel like i’ve known them for many years! I currently live in student accommodation and get to experience having a bigger room AND and ensuite! I’ve learnt to cook so many new things and I’m enjoying living independently! Kind of liking the amount of workload despite how stressed I get over so many assignments!
Me and my boyfriend lived about 2 hours away from each other, 1 hour and a bit for him because he drives (its just longer for me cos i take the train) but now he literally, i mean LITERALLY, lives across the road from me - probably only a 2 minute walk? its quite ridiculous because although we realised we would be closer seeing as we’d both be in birmingham but didnt realise our accommodations were so close!
some of you may also remember about my many eczema frustrations too! ever since my holiday in kavos, my skin has slowly slowly calmed… to the point where I now have nothing at all? I remember the days where I’d be too scared to go into school, show me legs, look at people directly in the eye because of the condition. I remember needing to change my bed sheets every 4 days because it’ll be so dirty from my skin bleeding. I remember when it hurt to do anything with my hands because 40% of it was covered with weeping blisters. I remember the slightest bit of soap would make it feel like it was on fire. I remember trying to use discreet ways to itch it, like rubbing my hands on wooly clothes or chairs with lining on the outside. I remember the strict regimes I had to stick to of moisturising 3 times a day, using steroid creams, taking supplements etc. I remember having hair loss on my hair line because patches had developed there. I remember taking ridiculous baths such as grinding oat meal into powder and putting it in the bath. I remember drinking all these random chinese herbal remedies that my mum would hear from her friends. I remember the time when doctors had no idea how to cure me. I remember that talking to my friend fion tsang was one of the best way to feel a relief sort of, that I wasn’t on my own going through exactly the same thing.
now? all of that? gone 99% - I still have small small patches on my elbows but thats barely noticeable. i’m confident and content with everything!
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