Second day in Bath. First day was kinda long. 12 hour flight from Singapore to Amsterdam, 4 hour wait in Schiphol, 1 hour travel to Bristol, 1 hour car travel to Bath. Then unpacking, moving furniture around the room.
I had a lovely time with S. He came to fetch me, which was very nice of him. Not that I want him back, but to have a man in your life, that'll be nice -- a pair of strong arms, nice smelling cologne, someone to chat with.
It's been quite a change, to say the least. I thought the journey on the plane would be as dreadful as the first. But, perhaps with age, or maybe just my personality, familiarity makes everything better. Everything felt okay.
I even found my way to the nearest Sainsbury. Woohoo. It's just 10 mins away from home. Think after school, library, that might be my next biggest hangout place.
Even the journey up to school. Taking a bus, which for some strange reason, was freaking me out seemed okay.
Hmmm maybe I am sweating over the small stuff. I haven't seen what school will be like!
You know...I think things will be fine.
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