Just remember, I hate writing this just as much as you hate feeling obligated to read it.Continue reading “Top Five Study Tips!”
While I am burdened with the popular affliction of “too many eggs in too many baskets” (in other words, being vaguely interested in too many things at once), one major interest I have is in the study of generations, and how they change and interact. Bit of weird one but, as most people, I’m a bit obsessed with labels. And in particular, the labels we put on those born at certain times, to try and determine their social standing.
And from what I’ve read, its weirdly accurate. The labeling, I mean. Even if the research is all being done by one particular generation.But I’m not bitter or anything. So, to take the research I’ve seen and add my own perspective on it, here’s my low-down to the generations… or a few of them, at least.Continue reading “X, Y and Z”
Hey, hi, hello there. Without waffling too much like always, here’s a blog post about why Trichotillomania isn’t self harm. You’re welcome.
If you’ve read my posts before, hopefully you’ll be aware (and if you weren’t aware then um… surprise) that I suffer with a disorder called Trichotillomania. This is an Impulse Control Disorder (or ‘ICD’ (not to be confused with the ‘International Classification of Disorders and Diseases’ which is a big ass book about all sorts of stuff)) that causes the sufferer to have the uncontrollable urge to pull out their own hair, eyebrows, eyelashes, etc. Man, that was a mouthful.Continue reading “A Beginner’s Guide to a Trichy Life: Self Harm?”
I’m not really sure what the term ‘Senioritis’ means, but I’m pretty sure I have it.
“Senioritis”, I’m pretty sure, means something to do with having a major nervy-b after realizing that you only have a few months of education left. Which yeah, is exactly me right now.Continue reading ““FUTURE” [distant screams]”
For anyone who knows me personally, yes, this post is a little late. I’m a horrific procrastinator, sue me.
But that has kind of worked out for the better in this case. On the 11th of March 2016, I got my first tattoo (insert white girl YouTuber intro here). For my 18th birthday which was on the 4th of March, I asked my Dad and Step-mum if they would pay for my tattoo as my birthday present. And they agreed (the hardest part truly over).
When I heard that creator and star of one of my all time favorite love-to-hate shows had written a memoir, I instantly knew I just had to have it. Not That Kind of Girl is a bestseller written by none other than the infamous love-to-hate Lena Dunham.Continue reading “A Word on Lena Dunham.”
So I thought, in the spirit of the occasion (and I’m sorry if you’re a hater), I thought for the infamous V Day, I’d give a bit of worldly advice for those love-struck fools who aren’t feeling the festivities this year. Also mainly for those who are just beginning a relationship, and aren’t sure how to go about it.Continue reading “Valentine’s Day Special: How To Relationship!”
In reference to my previous post in this (shall I call it a series? Probably not popular enough to be called that but hey ho) series; “Introductions” (click for a link), I have decided to compile a list of all the awkward, embarrassing, sometimes downright offensive, and normal questions that people who suffer with Trich (Trichotillomania) receive.Continue reading “The Beginner’s Guide to a Trichy Life: Common Questions”
Now I’m no beauty or lifestyle guru. I’m not one of those bloggers. I’d like to be, don’t get me wrong. They seem to have their lives together (you know what I mean?). But no, not one of those and I don’t think I’ll turn into one. I don’t have the patience for a load of makeup, nor the type of life anyone’s particularly interested in…
But I do know a fair bit about LUSH.Continue reading “Top Five LUSH Products!”
(This may well be a bit TMI for some people. If you’re not mature enough to talk about contraception or “Girl Stuff” without being a dick, please just don’t read this at all. Thanks.)
After struggling my whole life to take pills like painkillers, I didn’t think that taking The Contraceptive Pill was going to be much different. And it wasn’t. Even though the Pill is literally the smallest thing ever, I struggled with swallowing it. It wasn’t for me. But, as people close to me (mainly women, would you believe) told me, I needed some kind of safety method.Continue reading “The Contraceptive Injection // My Experience”