Tinderella and the Glass Ceiling
Ah, Tinder - the internet equivalent of last orders at 2am in a dark, seedy bar. The home of drunken flirting with strangers and awkward sma...
Same Shit, Different Location
It’s 15:54 and I'm sitting on my laptop wearing my pyjamas. I'm drinking another cup of coffee. It’s raining. I have several job-si...
"What do you mean, you 'LIVE' in a Hostel?"
Moving out can be intimidating, especially if you are a young, single female who is slightly sick of living under their parent's roof, b...
Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now
I was looking for a job and then I found a job, and heaven knows I’m miserable now. I have a secret for you all, and it actually pain...
School Daze
Being particularly verbose and well-read does not always coincide with great qualifications. In my case, my shoddy GCSE results are down to...
Sojourn From Reality
Since I jovially began this blog a few months back I feel I have both moved forwards and backwards in a peculiar fashion. Instead of embody...
The Manual of Midnight Mischief Makers
Whether intentional or not, there are times when we find ourselves no stranger to the early hours of the morning. Be it in aid of a red-eye ...
No Man's Land
Google states that "No Man's Land" means land or area that is unowned, uninhabited, or undesirable. If we are going to compare...
Finding Your Niche
When I was very young, I was really set on the idea of being a bin-man, much to the amusement of my parents/any adult who I shared my lif...
Crawling Back Into The Nest
Leaving home for the first time is empowering, it feels like the beginning of something amazing, a new you. That being said, it’s pretty m...
It's Not Me, It's You
In a world where social media has never been more prominent, the idea of actually getting out there and physically meeting someone is daun...
Blue January
Here comes the horrific, totally unnecessary-but-necessary cliché “introduction” to the blog I’ll probably forget that I've started....
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