#blueeyedwanderer

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Wanderlust, A New Term and Mum

I am back in Durham, in the midst of term one and I am so filled with wanderlust it is distracting. I have papers to write and books to read, and all I seem to be able to do is dream of hiking fjords and mountains and of camping outside in the wilderness. Yesterday I was just looking through my board on Pinterest called Adventure is out there! and it filled me with a wanderlust so fierce that I was tempted to go outside and start hiking--anywhere--in the pitch black darkness. 

In other events, just before leaving home I spent an incredible couple of days with family. On the day of my departure my sister, mum and I explored book shops, I got a pair of running shoes, and we consumed good food and frozen yoghurt. It was fantastic, to say the least. The journey over was miserable, as I had gotten sick the very day I departed and travelling whilst sick is NOT a fun experience. However, when I reached the UK, one of my friends and his family welcomed me with open arms and I felt so happy! I am so lucky; my friends are incredible, my family is the best and I constantly am given so many opportunities of which some people only ever dream. Any-who, I went to a local pub with my friend and his friends from home and enjoyed myself whilst looking onto the interactions between the group of guys--which was thoroughly amusing. The next day we drove up to Durham (from London) with his family and partially moved ourselves into our house. 

The next two weeks were ram-packed with the planning and execution of my college's Freshers' week. I serve as international representative for my college and thus was in charge of the planning and execution of international week in addition to helping out with Freshers' week as well. This entailed helping people sort out visa and passport checks, rooming issues, organising various ice-breaker activities and more. It was such a genuinely incredible experience--helping people feel happy and at home in their new college environment--that I would never take it back for the world, but by-gum it was exhausting! And the people I got to meet and work with?! Some of the nicest and most outgoing people I have met thus far in my life. 

So, two weeks after our arrival in Durham my housemates and I got to actually move into our house, as we had been working from college for that initial time. Term started the day after our duties finished and so we all were zombies when attending our first classes. So far my lectures have been pretty good, with the exception of a few lecturers leaving the rooms a bit too warm and their voices a bit too monotonous making it too easy for the curtain of drowsiness to slip over many of us in the room.

In other exciting news...MY MUM CAME TO VISIT ME!!! 

This is monumental, as it marked the first time I have shared my little world of Durham as I see it now with any of my family. I had such an incredible and relaxed time with my mum, it was a breath of fresh air! Obviously it was still quite busy, being the third week of term and all, but overall it was really chilled. I had some much-needed heart-to-hearts and wake-up calls, nights of mince-pies and chocolate whilst watching Gilmore Girls, and countless walks around and through the magic of Durham. So, I had a fantastic time...one not too easily put into words (as is the case with the best of experiences); though the words that come closest are I think, "Thank you Mom." 

Well, that's all for now...better get on to the library day that I have been planning for so long. Though I think I might take a meander through the forest first.

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Mar

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@blueeyedwanderer

I'm going to bed now but I'll still be replying on mobile, so the text won't be smaller

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[wavexrider]

Oh my god, ignore that ask. It shows that I wasn't paying attention to the question Because I'm half RPing and half watching Supernatural

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The Jungle was finally closing. Last call was issued not long ago. Oliver often dreaded the end of the night when he went out. Sometimes he couldn’t convince people to show up at his penthouse for an after-closing party. 

A few people had begun filtering out, but Oliver wasn’t ready to leave just yet. He was determined to find someone to continue the night with, even if it was just bringing somebody over for more drinks.

There. He spotted a blue-eyed young man, close to his own age, not far away. Grinning, Oliver sauntered up and smiled. 

"Hey," he greeted. "How’s it going? Can’t believe the night’s already over."

[merboyxelliot]

Made of Glass || Caught AU || Jackson + Elliot

Elliot had been having a relatively normal morning, though he was out future than he normally was, past Winyah Bay even. He'd been feeling rather lethargic given the hour and the long swim, but he needed it. He needed to because his back had been screaming for him to swim, and he listened, doing it until he collapsed even. He had vague dreams, or were they memories, of trying to get away from something. Only the details were hazy and he couldn't remember what. He flicked up the mud and dirt around him, not being particularly careful about it, and went to go find something to eat.

Fortunately he didn't have to go very far, because there was a school of tuna milling around not to far away from where he had been. He approached very, very carefully, as not to shock them off, and reached out to grab one.

Only as he did so, he felt something very weird happening, like the water was moving up from under him almost? He nibbled on the end of the fish and tried to turn around, but only ended up sideways just in time to see the netting, and his eyes went wide, but by the time he tried to move, he was stuck in the edges of it, breaking the surface, and feeling increasingly dizzy. He heard too much noise, far too much noise, and he was starting to feel like he was in pain almost, and that was before he and the fish were unceremoniously dumped onto the deck of the ship.

He let out a vague groaning noise, and he felt like his left arm must have been dislocated by how much it hurt. He only vaguely heard the people, were they people, they must have been people, talking around them, before being grabbed by his damaged arm and yanked somewhere away from the sunlight.

He was dumped in a box, and stuck with a needle, of what he didn't know, but all he wanted to do was sleep, sleep forever maybe.

One, two, three. One, two, three, counting was like breathing.

And in far too long, Elliot heard muttering around him, and the water was warmer than before. He blinked a few times, or tried to, it was dark, very dark. He could hear voices, but they didn't seem to be the same as before. He went to sleep again.

He felt, he felt something move, something shift, and he flicked his tail. The moving stopped. Tapping maybe? Was it tapping? Then it started again, flick, flick, like a clock, and in the first time in a while, Elliot opened his eyes and there was actually light. Not sunlight, but light.

And he knew he wasn't on a boat anymore. 

[coldeyesxwarmheart]

blueeyedwanderer

                                       got caught in the cold

   "Oh- uh," turning quickly as he felt the tap to his shoulder, ice blue hues went up to meet ones that looked similar to the color of the sky on a nice day.  And not one like today, with grey skies and cold winds.  "Sorry, am I in the way?"