Aloha Alcuin

So, I moved out of halls never to return again. It's slightly surreal really, thinking that I'll never go home to my room again. I mean, I said goodbye to people that I will probably never see again in my life- flatmates who are spending years abroad or were only here for a few months.

It's been a funny old year, to be honest, and my flatmates are/were an interesting bunch but I think in my heart of hearts I will miss them. At least some of the time. When they're not partying.

The majority of people had already left by the time I left, so there were just a few goodbyes to make.

It's a good job that Clement's coming to stay next week or I might just get a little sad.