Unicorns and Fairy Dust

Helloooooo! It's me, I haven't died, ran away with my next-door neighbour or became a stripper. just been living my best life, getting drunk and getting into debt. Uni life, hey. If you can remember more than me, you might remember that when I went to Bolton uni (bad times, let's not remember that whole experience), I have done a post about being a Cumbrian student. Well that was 2 years ago so I think it deserves an update. Lets go! People will think you're Geordie and they will make you say curly wurly, laugh at the way you say no, door, poor, hello... The list goes on. You will get stupidly defensive when some moron from Manchester tries and says he's more northern than you. Back away Oasis, you're basically midlands. Cheese xl will always hold a place in your heart, forever. You'll say a word and receive blank faces because did you know that no one uses the word ratch????? Horrified. You have to come to terms with the fact that if you have ...

Now, most of you won't understand the title, but if you're in my college group, you're probably laughing right now. As the end is nearly in sight and soon well have to go our separate ways, I wish I could stay here forever. I wish I could stay in room 120 forever and have Karl or Corey bring me a hot chocolate and a cookie every morning. I wish I could keep all my friends together and make them ever so angry at my life choices. But I can't. Life is just starting really, stupid fucking life getting in the way of my right now, perfect life style. Stupid uni applications which make me nervous, stupid aptitude tests which I fail and stupid, stupid interviews which make me feel a bit sick. Stupid buses to college which I secretly love and stupid bunch of lads who I love more than anything. Really, it has to come to a end. when I left Southfield I was relatively upset, more scared to be honest. This time, I'm terrified of adulting the adult worl...

This is a brand new series I am going to start and ever week I will do a blog post on what's made me happy, whether it be an adventure with friends, a pizza and kebab or a good eyebrow day. There's two much sadness and depressive statuses in today's society, and this makes me sad. This weeks happy week was totally unplanned, I finished college early, picked up Austin and his friends and drove. I mean, we did get lost (top tip, don't follow boys instructions), crossed a river and I nearly died and I think I walked 10,000 steps that day. I enjoyed the fresh air, the ability to just drive and not care about anything and I loved going to a place which holds so many happy memories with the person I love. Bowder stone isn't just a stone which has been here ever since the Glaciers, it isn't the place were you can shake hands underneath it. Apart from all them things, it's the place where I feel comfortable and the place I feel closest to my Grandad. I l...

Todays post is a bit different and it's something I never thought I'd review, purely because I'm a bit scared about trying different products other than my comfort zone ones; one word, spots. Anyways, I was lucky enough to be given a sample of Younique's foundation, which has been going viral with people drawing lines on their faces with sharpies (PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF CONTOUR, DO NOT DO THIS!) and it being made out to be this magical foundation. I was also given 3 lip glosses, one of them I am wearing on the picture below and the others I'll leave for a rainy day to review. As you can see, my face has a lot of issues, new spots, dried up spots, scaring, redness and just general uneven skin. The colour of this foundation is very yellow toned so it looks a tad off in the pictures. When looking for a new foundation I always look for a few things; how it applies, how it looks and how it wears. You can find the lovely Sarah here , give it a like and tell her tha...

As most of you know I have a car called Ruby, she's a little Ford Fiesta who's coming up 18 in June. She's not new, she's a bit rusty on her doors, scuffed on the bumper and her wheels are dented from where I tried, and failed to do reverse parking. Saying that, she's my pride and joy... Just a very, very expensive one. Even before you can legally drive the car yourself you need to have lessons and pass your theory, soon I'll be writing a fool proof blog post on how to pass your theory, that will be here. Lets be real, learning to drive costs a fucking fortune, I was just lucky enough to have the bank of Dad to pay for my lessons and test(s). I paid 20 pounds per test and it took me just short of 10 months to pass, eventually. That's a lot of money just on lessons, then add up the cost of your theory and your test. Sometimes, you're looking at in or around £1000 just to pass; and you probably don't even have a car yet! Insurance will cos...