South east Asia something

Since my last post I have successfully handed in the dissertation from hell and booked a one way flight to Bangkok on the 9th September of this year. I will then fly to Sydney at the end of November. Genuinely cannot wait to leave England and see the world, something I have only recently thought about doing, however, being the impulsive person that I am booked it two days after I made the decision along with my sister and a few friends.

University has had so many highs and lows for me and often at times felt that I didn't want to carry on. I've had extensions and extenuating circumstances, failed (one!!!) assignment, 20 hour stints in the library and left everything I have done until the last minute. Despite this, I have met the most amazing friends, gone from living in a show apartment to a slum above a bar, completed a semester abroad at an American university and (relatively) achieved grades I didn't know were possible. I genuinely have laughed the whole way through third year, disregarding dissertation hell and not showering for days in the final all nighters in UCLan library. Two more assignments in for next Friday and I am officially free from education!  Only a few people know how challenging the past three years have been for me, and I am holding my breath in anticipation for results!

Bring on graduation :-)

Nightmare

So at the minute I'm having an absolute everything-in-life nightmare. I have realised I have 6 weeks left to start, complete and finish my dissertation, two Forensic Linguistics assignments, a Journalism Ethics assignment, an ELSIE project to find/ complete and conjure up a presentation (and an assignment possibly, haven't checked) and probably something I don't know about yet. Why didn't I start this before Christmas? Because I am lazy and think everything will just fall into place and I will land on my feet as per usual. I've discovered in the last week that the LOML for the past 4 years probably isn't the love of my life and I'm weirdly accepting it then unaccepting it about 10 times a day.

Another dilemma is my thumb nail had come off and I literally cannot function/ is that a very bimbo thing of me to say? Fuck it, I can't type on my iPhone and have literally rewritten every word of this entry twice. I am literally doing anything than what I should be doing: sorting my life out. I can't see past finishing Uni, and even then I have no idea what I want to do. I want a house and a dog and I want to be a tv presenter and a makeup artist and a fashion journalist and a midwife and a primary school teacher and a clothes designer. I want to go to Ibiza and work on a bar in a chav holiday destination I went to when I was 17, I want to go to Australia and back to CT and I want to go to Thailand and Europe and I'm pretty pissed off I should be doing something about any of these things. Instead I'm in on a Friday night, bizarrely writing an entry for the Vogue talent contest. Of all things constructive I could be writing, I'm entering a competition which I have no chance of winning but I get to write what I want instead of this bullshit degree I'm trying to complete. Blaaahhhhh LIFE, rant over.

Disco nails

I'm so OCD that my nails are always crazy. I wouldn't call it nail art exactly but I love studs and finding new ones on eBay! So many treats for my nails :-)

NY dreaming

I once saw a friends Facebook status saying how she felt sad when she thought of America, like she missed it and was almost felt like she meant to live there.  I felt almost empathy towards the weird notion, as I too feel this way when thinking about the states.  From a young age I have visited America with my family every couple of years and every time I leave and for a long time afterwards I feel an overwhelming nostalgia like I am meant to be back there.  In 2011 I was lucky enough to move to the East coast for a semester abroad at an America University and spent four months im a small town in central Connecticut.  I managed to visit Massachusetts, New Jersey and most favourably, New York.  Every time I went into the city it all became more familiar, but never enough to leave without wanting more.  It’s always a weird and surreal place to be, as there is always something new to do or see and even if you’ve done it before it seems different the second time.  New York is like a different place from summer to winter; the feeling of walking around in post 10pm heat to the amazing lights of the city’s Christmas displays.  If anything the feeling is that I am jealous of myself, of my own memories.  It’s crazy and I would do anything to be back there. My heart truly is in NYC!

Wild woman

Decided to dip dye my weave after thinking about it for... never really.  I've always liked the ombre look but never thought about doing it myself, just bought the L'Oreal Preference Wild Ombre home dye kit from Superdrug on an impulse buy.  It looks better than I thought and hasn't ruined my weave! Love it.