Inconsistency

There are many inconsistencies in my life at the moment. And I'd like to share them with you.

Oh, where are my manners? Hi!

The first and foremost little hiccup is my inconsistent posting. A lot of people find excuses for this but I have to admit I've just been busy. Hopefully this summer will bring on a bunch of new and exciting blog posts for me to enjoy writing and my audience (which is growing post by post, thank you!) to enjoy reading. Enjoy. Enjoy. Enjoy. Doesn't sound like a word anymore does it?

Anyways, I do solemnly swear to finally commit to this hobby and, fingers crossed, improve my blog for all the better :)

Secondly is my inconsistent location. I am currently at home in the middle of the countryside and it's such an antithesis of where I spend most of my days: London. Apart from the obvious hustle and bustle and, well, smog, the most prominent difference is company. I find myself spending a lot of time alone and not really having much at hand (apart from stroll the streets and look at the fields... *yawn*) to take the boredom away. There's probably going to be a +/- correlation with blogposts here somewhere.. haha) And as anyone blessed enough to have their parents live in their family home, too much of a good thing... (help. me.)

Within London is an inconsistency in itself: where I live. I'm fresh out of halls and have just obtained a flat. Me oh my, am I a grown up already? My recently savaged box of Alpro chocolate soya milk says quite the contrary...

I feel like whilst it is a huge relief to have a place waiting on my return, the stress in the meantime is a burden like no other. Okay, maybe it's parallel to the educational-doting comrades who survived the battle of A-Levels in that the whole summer is spent just waiting... (if you hold your *unconditional sign high up in the air and shake it in my face, get out. Also, congrats.)


Now I just need to put my "up-for--manual-labour" lapelled blazer on and get myself another job to fund my expensive decision to go to London. Funny how Bangor university got the last laugh.

All's well and good though and this is just my LONG winded word-vomit-style slur about schtuff. See you soon with a little (belated) piece about my long time love, Kina Grannis!

L.

A Student’s Life For Me: Preparing for Uni.

These are just a couple of things I wish that someone had told me before I went to uni. I thought I'd share the wisdom so that you'd avoid the same mistakes I made (don't worry, I turned out alright).

1.     Do take a look at all the banks that offer student accounts and do your research! Don’t be naïve and choose one that gave out a free railcard last year simply for that reason. I did, and ended up with a taste-card instead. Rookie error.

2.     Do think ahead – don’t pick up your cutlery and pans in a last minute dash. You waste so much money when you “desperate buy”.

3.     Do remember that to feel at home, you’re going to probably want to personalise your room. That means cheap fairy lights from Amazon or the latest A2 poster of a topless model or a big old ball of blu-tac.

4.     Do save those pennies for a rainy day. Although your overdraft might pull you out of the deep end a few times, you can’t always rely on it. If you have a little safety net, you’re not going to need to drink Blue Lagoon just because it’s the cheapest from Spoons. Ew.

5.     Don’t bring all of your clothes. If you’re lucky, you’ll have a little rail in a tiny wardrobe to put your threads and not much else. (Plus, the less you bring, the more you can buy!)

6.     Do sign up for an NUS (if you think you’ll benefit from it) and get an Advantage (Boots), Nectar (Sainsbury’s) and Tesco (…you can figure it out) card. They’re free and they slice off the pounds in more ways than you think!

7.     Do set up two e-mail addresses (if you don’t have two already)– one for important messages (firstname/lastname/@_______ not mrschanningtatum/mrchanningtatum/dudewheresmymail or anything that, y’know… is fun) and one for all your Student Beans goodness, email confirmations for tickets and that completely unnecessary ukulele you just purchased.

8.     Don’t skimp out on Fresher’s. Buy a bunch of tickets and if you don’t want to go to any, sell them! Obviously don’t buy a whole week’s worth… unless you think you can handle a seven day rampage.

9.     Don’t think you’re invincible. You’re going to get sick and your parent isn’t going to be there to bring you soup. Sob. Actually, to be honest, I was really upset about this.  But you can whip up a chicken noodle or a bacon sarnie just as well as they can.

10. Do go to Fresher’s fair and take a look around. Activities are sure to give you a break from assignments and revision and heck, you’ll even make a bunch of friends. The bonus of attending this crazy convention is that, lean in.. no. a little closer.. YOU GET A BUNCH OF FREEBIES. Pens, tote bags, pencils, sticky notes and much more useless items that you definitely need. I guess you could also practise saying ‘no thanks’ now that you’re the target demographic for just about anything. Oh, and don’t forget to sign up to the local GP whilst you’re there.

Happy Uni-ing, prospective students. And best of luck with your exams.

L.