tag

The Sunshine Blogger Award

Is this a tag? I'm not sure. In any case... Well. I was nominated for the 'Sunshine Blogger Award', which is an award/tag which is circulated to bloggers who are considered to be a ray of sunshine. I have no idea how I'm here in the mix, then, considering that I'm such a grumpy bit-… Continue reading The Sunshine Blogger Award

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university, writing

My Experience of Applying For Oxford University: The Decision

A disclaimer: this is not a guide on how to apply for Oxbridge. Hell, I don't even know how to apply to Oxbridge, I'm still trying to figure it out. If you'd like to hear a little more about the process, rather than just reading my prose about it, then feel free to leave a… Continue reading My Experience of Applying For Oxford University: The Decision

books

The Beauty of Old Books

As lovely as shiny new YA covers are, I prefer older books. For one thing, they smell nicer - less like plastic and more like the inside of second-hand bookshops. The spines are sometimes broken, but that's how we're meant to read books anyway. (If you want to have your views challenged on the ways… Continue reading The Beauty of Old Books

feminism, writing

That Green Gentleman

I've had something on my mind recently, a weight I just can't shake, like a snake that's sunk its fangs into my spine. Envy. Jealousy. Subtly different words that apply to every person in the world. I fall foul of them more than I should, to the extent where it just makes me look like… Continue reading That Green Gentleman

books

I’ve Got 99 Problems And Books Are Almost All Of Them (But I’m Only Listing Seven So You Don’t Hate Me)

I have to self-impose book buying bans. And even then, they don't work. I did a book haul about two weeks ago, which consisted of about fifteen books. Due to limited space, I promised I wouldn't be buying any more books until after my birthday in March. And I got two more literally the day after… Continue reading I’ve Got 99 Problems And Books Are Almost All Of Them (But I’m Only Listing Seven So You Don’t Hate Me)

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What to do when you’re expecting certain doom – a guide by an Anxious Sixthformer

Option One: Panic If you're British, you'll doubtless know the mantra 'Keep Calm and Carry On'. I have no idea where this came from, but it's become a cultural phenomenon. However, it's a little inaccurate. If you're presented with a challenging situation, then you normally just end up swearing. And, occasionally, getting increasingly fed up… Continue reading What to do when you’re expecting certain doom – a guide by an Anxious Sixthformer

I have nothing else to post, update

2017…

What happened in 2016? I got a boyfriend (Context: he's great, he's also probably reading this. Hi, by the way. Go do your school work, damn you) I did my GCSEs (Thank fuck) I'm in sixth form (Aka a hell hole that I'll probably never recover from. Have had seventeen meltdowns already. It's going fine) I did… Continue reading 2017…

writing

Overthink

16:32 There's something slightly weird with a school in the late afternoon, everything's very isolated and desolate, and way too clean and tidy for tables with are normally laden with pieces of paper and books about biology. There's also only the minimalist level of chatter, with maybe only a few discussions going on between the… Continue reading Overthink

rant, update

The Concept of ‘Clever’

I've had one common goal throughout my time in education. Ever since I could read and write, count up to ten and recite my 3 times table, I've been desperate to enter a high level, high ranking university. When I was five, I decided that I wanted to be a teacher, and had my sights… Continue reading The Concept of ‘Clever’

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Reminiscent Of A Different Time

I saw my old best friend today. We were close from when we were three until when we were nine, and then slowly drifted into the space of 'just a friend' and then into 'just a nothing'. I moved schools, then I moved towns, and then everything didn't fit anymore. But I saw her again… Continue reading Reminiscent Of A Different Time