Chagrin

Another November post? Me oh my, I must really be avoiding doing all of my coursework.

My last post was rather depressing.
I don't know how to explain it.
Have a picture of a cup of coffee.

Coffee just makes the world better. 

Emotions are unusual things. They never really make sense, and why we possess them is another matter entirely. Recently I've been mulling them over, trying to suppress some of them. It will never cease to amaze me as to how powerful they are, we really let them take control of our rationality. Yet is that a good thing? Is it a bad thing? I pay attention (probably too much) to sentiments, so I would always go with what I feel is right. Yet, sometimes, I believe that we condition ourselves to think in a certain way in accordance to what is expected of us. Breaking away from that mould and discovering another feeling entirely is no easy feat.

My thoughts are jumbled so I'm going to switch topics.
I had a lovely day today. Mariana and I had a bit of a wander and I walked back with a stomach full of coffee and a heart full of happiness. I always get a bizarre feeling when I walk home in the dark, when my way is lit by painfully orange street lamps. Cities change at night, it's almost as if they all have a split personality disorder. Depending on which area of the city you're in (murder capital of Europe represent) I think Glasgow is so much more enchanting at night. It just feels so alive. Walking back to my flat kind of feels like numbness. I'm not quite sure how to describe it, but it feels like walking through incredibly misty fog. A bit like sleepwalking.

I always go with my gut instinct, and recently my mind has been a little hazy. I don't really think I'm a UK person. That sounds strange as I am indeed British and have lived in Britain throughout various stages of my life so far, but I really don't feel it at all. After spending so long in Belgium, I feel out of place here. I know that I'm not going to stay after University, but a tiny part of me wants to flee. If someone offered me a plane ticket I really don't think I would hesitate in taking it. That thought scares me, as that means I'm not doing what I feel is right. Emotions emotions emotions.

HAVE PICTURES. We took a few shots today so I'm going to unleash them to the world (a.k.a the three people reading this - hey guys)

Little snap of Katie I took the other week while she was dancing. 

Later alligator.