A week in and i'm already stupidly homesick, So far it's all GO OUT GO OUT GO OUT, DRINK LOADS, PARTY... that's not me. I'm reminiscent of a summer on the Isle of Wight. Here are shots of my experiences here so far, and what I'm missing at home.
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| My bin merely holds alcohol boxes and used tissues |
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| the dining room |
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| The pill list. With a boyfriend suffering badly from cystic fibrosis, I at home help often, making up his morning pills, whacking his chest when hes struggling with lung ache, and attending all hospital visits to re-lay information to his parents because hes indenial of his illness. I'm here now, and this list is all I have. |
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| wall of home |
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| The kitchen has a view, much like the hill tops at home. That's my favorite bit so far... |
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| I'm cystic fibrosis aware |
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| massive head |
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| This is Jack, the reason why i'm here, and the reason why I want to be there. |
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