Leaving Wales

I've finished my exam and I feel as if, sorry about the cliche, a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
That is all I am going to say on the matter.
Right. To move on and forget about it as I now have nothing to do. Well asides from all the reading and preparation and try to catch up on my creative project which I have almost forgotten about because of all these deadlines. So almost, nearly, not quite nothing to do. My creative project is exciting though, I'm just worried about getting back into the flow after being away from it for so long. For my third year we have to write something, anything, which is the equivalent of 20,000 words. One of my lecturers, the head of department, suggested I did a collection of short stories as that was something I was best at and when I cam forward with my idea he felt that it would be better as a collection of related storied as opposed to attempting a full 20,000 piece. I wanted, however, to do something that I haven't already done before and try to write something longer. Last year I wrote a piece that was over 8,000 words long and that was the longest thing I have written. I want to challenge myself to write something 20,000 words long and maybe one day I'll be able to write a novel. One day. I don't want to attempt to describe what I am doing for various reasons. Not because I am shy about it, because I am proud of what I write and when I do get it out there I am told it is very good, but I cannot really find the words to accurately describe what I am trying to do. I'm honestly not entirely sure. I would have to say it is influenced by Modernist works such as Virginia Woolf who we studied in this last term and from before then I loved the way James Frey wrote 'A Million Little Pieces'. First person, very dense and sharp, short sentences. I wrote my last piece in first person and have decided to move away from one individual and, like in 'Mrs. Dalloway' write from a number of perspective. It has been going well, but as I mentioned I haven't looked at it for over a month and do far my word count is around 5,000. And we're already half way. Yikes!
So I will be reading 'Midnight's Children' for my Postmodernism course on the train to Glasgow and borrowing friends' computers to write as creatively as I can in between gigs and dinner and clubbing and lunch. So not quite a holiday, but the work is very enjoyable so I don't mind. Also, I am not sure about my Internet access in London so I may be down in blogging for a few days, but it is guaranteed that I will have a tonne of things to say as soon as I log on, especially if I have been for a few days in London without. Exciting. I know I have Internet access in Glasgow, although how often I will get a moment on my own...no excuses! It will happen!
As soon as I log off I am going to get my timetable for next term and then I must pack! One of my least favourite activities as in order to avoid taking a huge suitcase which will be very awkward when I have to carry it around on the tube in London, I must be very strict with my packing and only take things that I WILL wear. And I want to take my new boots so I need to find a couple of outfits that will go with them. When I pack lightly I basically have to pack around a select 2 or 3 pairs of shoes. I can only fit about 2 pairs in my case if I want to take a reasonable amount of clothes, for 10 days so a little choice is good, so I need to decide on the shoes and make sure everything I pack goes with them. For a pair of high heeled fake crocodile skinned emerald green boots with a gold cat brooch there isn't a wide selection. This only causes problems as the other 2 pairs I take will have to go with LOTS. So no trainers because I only really wear them with my scabby jeans. This means I cannot revert into lazy comfort mode at any point, but my black canvas boots with silver stars will have to do...just as long as it doesn't rain. Hmmm...I haven't quite thought this through. I think when it boils down to pretty over practical I always go for the pretty option. It's a city break though. It's not as if I am going to be trekking through valleys. Canvas boots will do fine.
And maybe if I forget my umbrella I can buy that cute Topshop one I was looking at...