There are only ten days left of this academic year and then my second year will be over. Only one module and 5000 words to go and I can relax. Bank holiday entails Manchester, Dot to Dot and lots of drinking before returning to Lincoln for two weeks of movie and tv binging with the only person in this house share that keeps me sane. Then home to Nottingham for the briefest of visits at the end of June before a temporary relocation to Manchester to work for the summer, hopefully with plenty of adventures slotted inbetween shifts.
Then it will be my third year, dissertation, final placement, job hunting and interviews. It has gone so, so quickly and thinking of the position I will be in this time next year, on the brink of graduation and my NQT year, terrifies me.
