There’s something about going home that I just love. The West Midlands is my home and always will be, I’ve lived here for the majority of my life and I love life in the second city of the UK. I know people rip into Birmingham all the time for our accents (which aren’t even our accents by the way, brush up on your facts that’s the black country accent guys duh) but if you live here you know it’s actually a really awesome place to live.
It’s the Easter holidays at Uni and I haven’t been home home in forever, I had no shifts at work and I thought let’s just do it, I’ve got just enough money to cover the train ticket home and I just needed some time to gather my thoughts and see the people I know and love, there’s no place like home and Dorothy knows what she’s talking about. When I’ve come back it’s always been passing trips for an evening or a day and it’s been really strange. So getting to spend four days here was so needed. I got to spend time with my family, my fabulous sister, my dad, my grandmas, my aunt and cousins who I haven’t seen in YEARS, my best friend Kirsty and hang out at her house (she had an operation bless her, shoutout to queen kirst) and see one of my closest friends emerson from BOA days, it was so amazing to be able to sit with a mate for hours and have a non-stop conversation catching up on the past year of our lives, it’s like I never left.
I’ve spent the majority of my teenage years constantly moving around, when my stepdad came into our lives as did the army lifestyle, which means no place is ever permanent. I’ve lived all over the place, Shropshire, Hampshire and most recently Winchester (as of a matter of weeks ago) and I’ve always found it a bit difficult moving around and having to set up a whole new lifestyle, find new friends and a job. That was until I went to University and the best thing about it was knowing it’s temporary but also semi-permanent. My mum loves the whole moving around thing, she actually thrives for it!
It’s quite terrifying knowing that I’m coming to the end of my second year in a matter of months, then suddenly it’s my third and final year, end of education and a bright future ahead, hopefully securing an agent and going into the crazy world of the theatre industry, then what the heck am I going to do?! Will my plans work out like I want them to?! I’ve set up a life over the past two years here, got a temp job which is insane with great colleagues, some fab friends at uni, met my amazing boyfriend, gotten used to the area and then as soon as I’m comfortable it’s just going to be gone again. I have no idea what’s going to happen, I’m not a fortune teller and I can’t see the future (though if I could that would be great.) I’m basically living the army lifestyle all over again, the life of which I’ve become accustomed to I guess!
I probably sound like I’m moaning a lot, but I really am grateful for moving around, I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to go to GSA and work with incredible teachers, got to earn money from a serious adult job or met some of the most wonderful friends. I’m very lucky to have friends from all over the country. To be honest I’m feeling a bit sad and as you can probably tell and planning another trip back to Birmingham really soon, I need a total of three weeks just to shop at the world’s BIGGEST primark based in the city centre which is really cool, who doesn’t love a good barg?! I went to the opening day to have a gander at the place with zero money in my pocket and I wanted to keel over, it was so ridiculously hard to walk out without a single thing. I honestly can’t wait to return home already and catch up with more friends, hang out with my family more and just enjoy some quality time in a place I know and love.