Oops I did it again…

A week ago I (very literally) crash landed into La Rochelle airport (thanks Ryanair) to begin my working holiday in the South of France. Yes, I really did do it again. Whoops. #I’mABloggerGetMeOutOfHere. The baby poo and sleepless nights of Spain apparently just weren’t enough to deter this…err…serial…working-holiday-ist? from another summer in the sun. YesContinue reading “Oops I did it again…”

Props and frocks…

Anyone that knows me knows that I’m the worst person ever to take to a formal social event. Stuffy balls and formal pow wows seem to bring out my naughty side. The euphemisms are real with this one. Oi stop snickering behind your screens. This is a serious blog with serious…oh who am I kidding?Continue reading “Props and frocks…”

The Liebster Award

*Makes a swishy entrance in large floppy hat, kaftan, bangles and sunglasses* Oh hello there, haven’t seen you for a while…I’ve just been busy…you know, traveling, finding myself, learning the arts of yoga, hybrid flowga and feng shui and uncovering the true meaning of life through my own self improvement and discovery. LOL Actually I’mContinue reading “The Liebster Award”

Christmastime, Mistletoe and Jäeger…

That’s the lyrics, right? Good old Cliff, the cheeky minx. And so this post (more than) officially concludes my first term at uni…I clearly have an A* in timekeeping, I actually came home on the 12th. *Slow clap* We most definitely ended the year on a bang. All of my flatmates and I headed toContinue reading “Christmastime, Mistletoe and Jäeger…”

The Illest MF Alive…

Oh yeah, the title of this post is totally a Kanye West reference…told you I was gangsta. *Tumbleweed* In all seriousness though, once again some sneaky bastard has infected me with their pathogens…I’ve only just managed to surface from the depths of my bed fort to write this. Not only do I have a hackingContinue reading “The Illest MF Alive…”

I’m an adult…

So if you read my Quarter Life Crisis post, where I had a mini mental breakdown, you’ll know that I was really hating the course that I was on an my uni wasn’t letting me transfer… Well I’ve spent the majority of my waking hours over the past two weeks running around campus like aContinue reading “I’m an adult…”

Out on the Push…

Now you may have heard the turn of phrase “out on the pull” but sometimes when your milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, you kind of don’t want it to… Being at university has been my first “proper” taste of the clubbing lifestyle, and can I just say, I’ve had my arse grabbedContinue reading “Out on the Push…”

Overpacked is jam packed…

Into a mini… …with all her university stuff… So I probably should have posted this before the “I’m at uni” post but you know #YOLO and all that… Turns out actually getting to uni was going to be much harder than I originally thought. I packed everything into boxes and suitcases and put them outContinue reading “Overpacked is jam packed…”