I was nominated to do this by the lovely Always Opinionated Girl, and many thanks to you for motivating me to look up from the revision guides and get some blogging done! Guidelines: When you are tagged, please thank the blogger who tagged you! No one is obligated to participate, even if they are tagged. If… Read More The Candy Book Tag
Living in the middle of nowhere is an attractive prospect to me right now. No exams, no dire conversation, and no rude people. Arrogance is not attractive. Arrogance is the kind of thing that will make me whack you around the head with my revision folder (that very nearly happened), or have me yelling ‘THE… Read More On Small Children Who Need a Kick Up the Rear (or, On Rudeness)
I see so many of these ‘art girl’ accounts on social media, usually featuring the 1975, flowers, and white Adidas sneakers. These people seem so successful. Like they have their lives together, while I’m sat in my kitchen wearing a slanket (a blanket! with sleeves!) and eating spoonfuls of condensed milk from the tin. I’m… Read More What is success?
Empty space is the bloody word for this book. Normally, I can do a variety of things whilst reading, like listen to music, or lie in bed, or ignore people who are trying to talk to me. Or ignore people in general. Alas, with this particular collection of lectures, I can do nothing but read.… Read More CURRENTLY READING: The Empty Space by Peter Brook
I am a nightmare. To the outside world, it may seem that I have reached the pinnacle of order and control. You need paracetamol? I’m your woman. Plasters? Tissues? I’m the teenage version of Mary Poppins. Alas, that image ends there. In fact, I’m the messiest person you’ll ever have the good fortune to meet.… Read More Exams and Mess
I stayed up until midnight last night – for me, the ultimate sacrifice, because a) I never go to bed later than ten because I’m a hermit, and b) because I got up at six anyway. Sigh. And because our WiFi speed is less than 1 Mbps (the joys of living in the middle of… Read More On the Olivier Awards 2016
I’m on the train, and never before have I been so intimidated. Jesus Christ, I hope that they can’t tell that I’m writing about them. They’d probably batter me death with their Adidas trainers, slice me into small parts with their fake nails and hide my body in one of their brown leather handbags. Lord,… Read More Teenage Clones