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Some Thoughts, and Some Faves

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Hey gang,

Thanks for joining me here once again, in the jumbled up mess I call my website.

I'm having a weird few days at the moment, because I just moved out of my uni house for the last time to enter the big bad world. Which has been really odd. And I've been doing a lot of thinking.

Arguably too much thinking.

I've learnt a lot about friendship in the last three years. University is an exceptional learning curve in the social department. The expectation is that you jump straight in to the 'perfect' social life with the friends you've been waiting your whole life to meet, when in reality it's so much harder. 

I can't really talk though, three of my best friends in the world are people I literally met within four days of moving into uni, two of those I met within the first 24 hours. And I've been mega lucky. We don't always get on but I found people that I really clicked with, that I was honest with and opened up my real self to them. And I met people that I didn't click with, that I forced friendships with because I thought that if I worked hard enough they'd like me. 

I think in reality, we can all admit we want everyone to like us. But I figured out recently that that's never going to happen. There are some people in this world who will just never like me. And that's okay. 

ANYWAY. Let's stop with all this depressing stuff. Let's move on to some happy things.


I did my first ever BIG DRIVE on a PROPER MOTORWAY this week. Yep. I'm a big girl now with a big girl car. Okay it's actually more like a little girl car, Cindy the Citroen is bloody cute though. 

I saw my family this weekend and we had a lovely time. Everything was lovely and happy.

Me and Pad had these lit pizzas at Doncaster Wool Market.

I stroked this FRIGGIN CUTE llama at Wentworth Garden Centre. 

False Lashes sent me these AMAZING packs of lashes and they are literally gorgeous. They make me feel like a pretty princess. I'm trying to make more of an effort to look like a 'girl' so these are definitely what I was needing. They also sent me this false eyelash applicator but I don't know if you know this, my one and only superpower is the fact that I can just apply false lashes hassle-free. Yep. It's not exactly being invisible but it's pretty good.

I got myself a nice lil job in my new area that I am SO excited to start. I don't want to talk tooooo much about it yet, I mean what if they fire me on my first day?!

So yeah, there's bad times, there's good.
At the mo, I'm looking for the good.

Lizzie x


My Life is So Busy (and more excuses!)

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Hey everyone, long time no see. 
Quite a long time actually, given that it's been like almost a month since I posted anything on here. I've even been being rubbish on Twitter, and I love Twitter. 

So here's the deal, as so many of you know, I'm in third year! Which is really super scary and difficult. I'm SO blummin' close to the end right now, and there's so much going on. When I'm not doing uni work, I'm working at my actual job, or I'm having an interview for a new job, or I'm actually socialising with my friends, or I'm on a train to my boyfriend's. 

Basically, stuff is majorly crazy at the moment. And I feel super sad that I don't have the time let alone the motivation to be updating on here right now! 

But, all is not lost. Things are getting even more crazy, in that I'm MOVING next week. Yep, I'm moving. I'm packing my bags and I'm moving in with my boyfriend in Yorkshire. Ready to live all my Brontë dreams. 

I don't have much longer to go, so it's not goodbye for long, but for now this blog is on a sort-of pause. But I swear guys, 3 weeks max. DON'T LET ME GO FOR ANY LONGER THAN THAT. 

And fingers crossed, I'll be back even sooner. Hell, I might start procrastinating a bit more and writing a few more posts. 


Should I Get a Part Time Job at University?



Here’s a question I get a lot when I tell people I work around my studies, it’s: Should I get a part time job at university?

And the answer, as in everything, is never exactly clear-cut. 

To be honest, I wish I didn’t have a part time job. But sadly I’m not descended from royalty and the measly student loan we get doesn’t quite cover everything.

If you can get away with not having one, you’ll have way more time for uni work, and partying if that’s your thing.


I’ve got to say, I love having a job here. I work at the university so they completely understand that uni comes first and work comes second, which is a major plus. If I need some time off to catch up, it’s never a big deal. If you’re reading this and you’re looking for a job around your studies, I’d say flexibility is one of the most important things you can look for. Make sure that your employer remembers that you're here for your degree, and this is your side gig that pays for your Costa addiction.

Speaking from my experience, my part time job has taught me sooooo much about managing my time. And I know that sounds like something cringey you’d put on your CV, but it’s true. Without my job forcing me to utilise my spare hours for studying, I’d probably spend a lot more time just laying around in bed. And I’m really not that sort of person. I’m sort of annoyingly addicted to being productive and taking on every opportunity.

Not just that, but having a job helped me make friends with people I would have never met otherwise. Me and one of my closest friends were only saying the other day, that we have basically nothing in common and we never would have found each other without work, and now I can’t imagine life without her.

I’ve learnt to get on with such a wide range of people, and in doing so you learn so much about yourself.

I know this whole post sounds so wishy-washy and preachy, but I do genuinely love my job. If my bosses are reading this, hi guys, can I have employee of the month?

But don’t take my word for it. Having a job at uni was right for me, and I got the right job (luckily), but that’s not to say that every one will. But here’s what I will say: university goes so quickly. Take opportunities, learn about the world and learn about yourself.


A Long Distance Valentines Day*


Being long distance at uni is classically a no go, everyone tells you that the first thing you need to do come A Level results day is let down your boyfriend gently and tell him that the distance is too much, and you don’t think it’s going to work out.

This is perpetuated everywhere you go, with people consistently telling you to ditch your other half in favour of uni ‘fun’.

And I sort of get it, it does sound mega scary, you can’t see your bae every day anymore, and you’re out partying every night of the week, or spending all day asleep, so when can you be bothered to have a facetime catch up?

[us on Valentines Day 2015]

At the end of the day, being in a relationship is work, if you don’t put in the effort to keep contact, you’re gonna drift apart.

I try and speak to my boyfriend on the phone, or facetime, every single day, for about 30 minutes a night. This is good, we get to catch up on our days and have a nice lil chat.

As for seeing him, I try to visit (or he visits me) every other week, but sometimes 3 weeks might pass without seeing each other. I think in the past we might have done 4 or almost 5 when we were really struggling to find the time. 

Obviously, you want to see your other half on Valentines Day, but for so many people it ends up being via facetime rather than face to face. We've been together for 6 years, and I'm not sure if we've actually made it on the actual day every single time. 

This year, National Express got in contact and told me they wanted to help long distance couples see each other over the holiday.

I do usually get the train, which can be a real annoyance sometimes; on my last trip to see him, I ended up crammed in a vestibule with about 20 other people, all packed in like sardines since I'd failed to get a seat booked.

My journey with National Express was much less stressful than my usual train journey. You're guaranteed a seat so there's no chance you'll end up a sardine, or have to elbow your way through the carriage. Your luggage all goes underneath the coach, so there's none of the usual luggage-rack overflow (seriously why is there only ever room for about 4 cases?). My journey was 2 and a half hours, but it went so quick. One of my favourite parts about getting the coach was that you actually get to SEE the country a bit. When my boyfriend picked me up I wouldn't stop going on about all the towns I'd passed through (yes, I'm a bit cringe like that). This was my first coach journey but it definitely won't be my last.

I was actually shocked when I figured out that this was our 7th Valentines Day together, honestly I still sometimes think we've only been together about two years. So we celebrated as any couple would, by making enchiladas and watching Netflix together on the sofa.

[he's so bad at taking photos, i asked him to look happy]

We used to be WAY more extravagant, like last year when had a weekend in Manchester, but this year with him paying a mortgage and me saving for a car, Netflix is about as romantic as we get.

But you know what? It's just as good. When you're in an LDR, you come to realise that it's not about what you do, it's just about getting to see each other. 

How did you spend your Valentines day? 

** This post was sponsored by National Express **

Confidence: The Key to Life

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If I've learned one thing so far in 2019, it’s that confidence is the key to life.

I've always put myself down. I've always ended every sentence I say with 'I think' or 'I don't know', or something like that, the linguist in me would say that I always try to 'soften' the blow of my words, because I'm afraid of being assertive.

And it's true, I am afraid of being assertive. My body cringes up when I have to write an email to someone and my heart races a million miles an hour if my phone rings – extra points if it’s a number I don’t recognise.

But, I've been working on it. I lost a lot of confidence at the start of 2018, which is something I talked about a bit in my look back on 2018 post. I became physically ill, which came hand in hand with my anxiety becoming crazily hard to deal with. This was a major kick in the face after the amazing 2017 I’d had.

My confidence really shot up again towards the end of the year, I restarted my blog in September, not knowing that it would really go anywhere, but I've already gained so much. And I'm not talking money, although I have finally started making some money from my blog (which is CRAZY to me). Just being invited to blogger events, and meeting so many lovely blogger friends, has done me a whole world of good. Just last weekend, I attended an event that the beautiful Shannon Alexandra had set up for us, with Tamper Coffee and the Cupcake Kitchen in Sheffield. I learned a lot that day, and one of the main things I learned was that I need to have more confidence in myself and stop underselling myself.

One of the things that I've struggled with the most since restarting my blog is the niggling thoughts in the back of my mind that tell me that everyone I know in real life thinks I'm a fake, that all of my posts are being screenshotted by girls I knew at school who pick on my every word and laugh at my pictures. And you know what, it might be happening. My anxious brain for sure tells me that. But whether it is or not, why would it matter to me what people who don't like me think? 

I think this is one of the hardest parts about growing up. I need to get out of that secondary school mind-set where everyone is talking about each other behind their backs, because it just does not matter anymore. I have got to remember that I am an independent person now who doesn’t rely on the thoughts of other people to build myself up.

I’m really interested in what other bloggers might think of this. Do you worry about what people you used to know think? It seems to silly but yet it’s so difficult to me.