Return Of the Queen

Oh how my heart is filled with complete and utter glee at the moment. I'm still on a high after Meagan called me earlier on yesterday afternoon to tell me she'd got the job with CC in Canary Wharf. I'm so happy to have her back in London and revel in the moments we've shared since she came during first-term SOAS.

Her coming in June couldn't be more perfect. Me and Freddie will hopefully (if we manage to get our acts together) be coming back on the same flight and I'll be starting my job in the City mid-June onwards. It's fairly exciting. I know for a fact I won't be as non-chalant with work this year compared to last year's dread tax office experience buttressed with the medical typist position. 

Oh how i remember last summer as the hardest time I'd ever been in for quite sometime; having quickly exited an intense, 'long-term' relationship where I was left with anything but a fair and sincere explanation which had completely shattered my self-esteem. I remember for a time last July, I sat with an empty notebook in Starbucks and spent 3 hours trying to write down how i felt. I went home the same evening with 'broken' scribbled in fine blue ink on the first underlined page. 

I'm certainly on higher emotional planes right now but all the thoughts and feelings I'd managed to push out with the passage of time did rush through me again; that sudden heartbeat that reminds you of the suffocating situation where one can do nothing but accept a stalemate and move on. 

But I feel like the luckiest guy alive right now. Meagan's coming back is effectively going to be a partial reunion for the original group at SOAS. I wish Steph would come home and complete us!!!!

SQUEEEEE.