After one hell of a month, I must admit I love Oxford.
Everyone will receive bad news at some time during their life, the question following is how to deal with it. For me, I went back to the beginning, back to my parents and my home, I then realised that im lucky enough to do that. Some people no longer have a family home or their parents let alone the comfort of being loved.
If you look around you, at your family and friends, there are so many things to help you forget the things that have hurt you. Your friends will support you and help in anyway they can and in moments of pure panic, they remain a simple form of clarity, even if they are being bias towards you.
Being away from Oxford and the people i know made me realise that here I’ll always fell happy and safe however the friends I have made away from this place will always be special as they’ve help me settle in a place I’d usually hate. For this I love them too.
Over the last 30 days some of the most horrible and unfair things have happened to friends that have shadowed the anguish I had, I wish all them the best and will stand beside them for as long as they need me. Yes I love oxford but I also love my Uni friends, lets not be strangers this summer.