If you thought that my life was always fun, you didn't read my blog title. Now before I start my rant I should acknowledge that I am an extremely privileged person. My parents are reasonably wealthy, I had the best education that money can buy; I've never gone hungry, I've always had a roof over... Continue Reading →
How not to be a twat on a train
What not to do on train journeys; this, for once, is not about something stupid I did (although there will be plenty of that later, don't you worry). I am actually really good on train journeys- it's my one shining talent. I never book busy trains, I'm always early, I don't bring stinky food, I always... Continue Reading →
That time I failed at life (Part One)
Now since this is in a way meant to be a cautionary guide, I thought it was time I gave you some tips; what not to do if you have 2 essay deadlines. Number 1: don't finish editing your footnotes the night before- you will be up until 4am and feel like someone's run over... Continue Reading →
Guilt Trip
Well- that's it! I've finished my exams, and gotten some actual REM sleep so my brain in fully functional; and between all the pre-celebratory gin and tonics (none of my friends are done yet so the big summer blowout will commence next week), I made room for a little bit of guilt. I'm a little... Continue Reading →
My Birth Experience
Don't worry it's not exactly my birth experience, although I was there. No, this is about my very dramatic birth (start as you mean to go on), and my childhood in rainy Scotland. Now I'm fully aware that this isn't the most imaginative start to my everyday blogging; but my brain is fried from exams,... Continue Reading →
Post 2 (Again with my creative labelling)
I should probably clarify some things about my life; I am a true master in the fine art of fucking things up. I went to one of the most prestigious boarding schools in Scotland and still ended up re-sitting my final year. I once burnt my chin on a curry pan because I was so... Continue Reading →
First Post (creative heading right?)
Hi- my name is Lucy, I'm 21, and I'm British (technically English-born with a Scottish accent- no Braveheart jokes please). I'm a student preparing to embark on a summer with no job for the first time since I turned 16 - just to clarify that's not by choice, it seems I need to gain skills;... Continue Reading →
How to Mess Up Your Twenties 