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I have never had to restrain myself this hard to stop myself from tearing up when the plane took off from Manchester Airport. The big room that I have, the amount of freedom I enjoy living away from home, the big bed, food, weather. I have no idea why I missed the life I enjoyed in the UK so much that even as I type this (and I just done my unpacking and dinner and stuff) I still tear up. I can't let go. I FUCKING CAN'T LET GO IT'S TOO FUCKING HARD TO LET GO. I have never missed anything like that so badly. No I haven't slept for 2 days and haven't taken my tablets for 2 days

http://dailyhealthpost.com/nurse-reveals-the-top-5-regrets-people-make-on-their-deathbed/

Time to leave...

Can't believe it's time to leave the UK. What happened for the past 2 years,it went by so fast. Going home without that piece of paper that cost me a lot of money is crappy. So emo now...packed up and placed most of my things that I will need IF i ever come back again to my uncle's attic. I had to pay my landlord the full amount for this month even though I'm leaving earlier than the contract, since he already mentioned that he's literally earning no $$ from the rents and so he needs the $$ to survive,and also because i've run out of time to ask for advice from the student advice centre to cut the payment, I don't have much of a choice huh. Since I had such a crappy time in this lancer house anyway, I might as well not vacuum the carpet,i'll take it as a expensive room cleaning service added as my 282.44 pounds that i paid. Too bad i wiped the tables clean already though out of instinct.