Blessed.

It is probably very widely known that one of the worst things about going to university is leaving the friends you grew up with. For me that was very hard, especially leaving my two closest friends who I consider to be just like sisters to me.

(My two best friends are so much prettier than me)

There was one night, just under a week before I was leaving for university. I had just said goodbye to my two closest friends in the world, and I found myself just crying, and not being able to stop. I literally went and got tissues four times, and still continued to cry. I couldn't stop myself, but I knew university was something I had to do. So I went.

Of coarse meeting new friends and university has been great and I love my 5 flatmates to bits. But nothing beats coming home and meeting up with my girls. I feel completely blessed to have friends like these two. They know me inside out and it doesn't matter how long we're apart because when we're all together again it's like no times past at all. 

I really do feel blessed to have these two girls as my best friends, I couldn't ask for anybody better. They've been there for me through some horrible things, as well as normally being the reason for the brilliant things.

Thank you guys, I love you both.