I feel like David Tennant at the end of Doctor Who, just before he regenerates into Matt Smith. "I don't want to go," he cries, before he explodes into bedazzling light. Of course, my departure from Bournemouth isn't that dramatic (unfortunately), but I am just as sad to be leaving. It has been a joyful place to call 'home' for the past three years, more so for the wonderful people with whom I have made friends.
