Oh, hello there, Mr Blog. (Yes, my blog is male, at least, it is in my head.) I'm sorry for neglecting you recently, but the good news is I'm currently sat on the train home for christmas, which means no more assignments or work for a few weeks. Hallelujah! Speaking of Christmas, I have never … Continue reading My relationship with Christmas
It's over. The Veganism that almost destroyed me is over, I'm back to my meat devouring self and I have never been so relieved. I actually have energy now. Well, as much energy as I had before the Vegan thing, which wasn't much. My first meal back was meant to be a feast. I bought … Continue reading Christmas Ad awards and Sausage Massacres
Okay, well, this week I seem to have gone from doing nothing but working and watching an ungodly amount of Youtube, to actually doing things successful humans do. I had my first week of lectures this week, which has both made me panic about the future, (Turns out it's almost impossible to write professionally. Who'd … Continue reading Cheesecake, Mcflurrys and Gimp Suits
Hello! It's me again, which is no surprise considering this Blog is literally named after me, and all it's content is about me. In real life I'm not this self-obsessed, I promise. It's been a busy week, between working and my friends arriving back from various parts of the country. University is weird when your … Continue reading The Sweet Taste of… Bonfires?
I'm writing this on the train up to Cumbria, because apparently being a writer means being flexible and writing anywhere you can, despite the fact that I seem to get inspiration locked in my bedroom in the dark at 2am. This week I have done nothing except work, so this Blog is going to be … Continue reading Devouring Eeyore
Guess who's only got one year left of university before they're plunged into proper adulthood? (Me!) And guess who's university just emailed them, telling them to start a 'career plan.' (Me..) Guess who has no idea what they want to do with their life despite being 21. (Cries into a bucket of ice cream. Me.) All … Continue reading Being a slave to Youtube