I wanna get out, I've done my time.

Hasn't really been the best of weekends in the house, and I feel terrible even before my lectures start this week. I'm currently moping in my room, which feels a little more cosy with my re-arrangement of lighting, running every possible thought through my mind. Definite lack of contentment in my life at the moment, and come to think of it, not really feeling good about anything. Hope this doesn't last :/
I'm just waiting for this semester to end so I can go back to Bristol again. It's not that the people make me unhappy, its just being here wears me down. I've only been back a week and it feels like an eternity.
Bangor hasn't held the appeal it used to for a while now.