friends & food in the sunshine

Yesterday I went out for dinner with one of my best friends from college. We barely see each other any more, but when we get together it's like nothing has changed between us. I think that's the meaning of true friendship - it lasts the test of time. We met in town (after I caught the bus all by myself - another little mile-stone achieved!) and then tottered off to Pizza Express for some lunch. Unfortunately we had a £10 off when you spend £40 - that clearly meant that we just <u>had</u> to go for three courses. Ooops. Like a complete ditz I only remembered to take pictures of my main course - that's surely enough food porn for one post though, right? To start I had the scrumptious dough balls with garlic butter, #uhhmazing. Then this glorious beast of a pizza is their Pollo Ad Astra Leggera pizza which has a super thin base and a hole in the middle filled with salad - all around 500 calories, talk about guilt free. But... then the guilt came. I was forced to have the most divine Chocolate Glory icecream filled with vanilla icecream, fudgy (I'm already salivating) chocolate sauce and pieces of chocolate fudge cake; I don't think that was quite so under 500 calories...

We were also meant to go and see 'The Fault in our Stars', but because of all our shopping, eating and talking we missed it. Whoops... All in all, a thoroughly enjoyable day with some fabulous company and food.

Moving on, growing up and life is still going on.

So last time we spoke I think I was just coming to the end of my A-Levels – they’re all done now and I’m currently waiting on the results which come out on Thursday. I am scared, but for once I kind of believe in myself and all that I have worked for, so I’m just praying that it all pays off and that I get in to university.

Ah university. My feelings about going to university tend to fluctuate a lot; from being excited to down-right petrified. It’s going to be so strange to move on from my cosy life in a little town filled with family and memories, to a new city where I have endless capacities of new memories, friends and ultimately a life to build for myself. I don’t have a “plan B” which only intensifies my worry but I think it is about time that I actually start to believe in myself and reap the rewards from my hard work.

I never thought that I would feel so calm about leaving college, but I guess it won’t feel real until they all go back for another year and I start moving in to my halls. It will probably hit me and I’ll be a bit dumbstruck. I spent three life-changing years there and I wouldn’t have altered a single thing or had it any other way. It’s not so much the building, although I knew it offered me security, it’s more so the people of whom I am still very much in contact with and hope to be for a very long time. After-all, these amazing people have helped me grow and develop in to the Jemma that I am now.

Regardless of Thursday’s outcome, life will still very much be moving onwards, and either way I will still be starting the next journey of my life. I do not know the direction in which my life will go, and I kind of like it that way.