Staycation

Last Thursday, I embarked on an adventure - kind of. It felt like an adventure to me because I was doing proper adulty-type things, and I still feel like a fourteen year old trapped in a nineteen year old's body, so it was pretty wild. I packed up a huge suitcase full of things like toilet paper, and bed sheets, and a rug, and hopped in my friend's car to catch a lift to the tube station. From there, I went up to Euston and, when I arrived, lugged my suitcase up three staircases to the main station bit. 

"Stairs?" I hear you ask... "but Euston has many an escalator...". You're right, but I was an absolute idiot and went the wrong way, resulting in precisely zero escalators and probably about fifty six thousand steps. I don't know how I managed to go the wrong way; the tube trip from Morden to Euston is a journey I've done probably 20 times by myself, but of course the time I would mess up is the time when I had a 100kg suitcase. Like, as I lifted it up the stairs, I felt my left eyelid pulsing, I was trying that hard. And I'm not even a weedy skinny gal, I'm the girl that my manager put in the kitchen to lift heavy shit because I look, erm, sort of robust. Probably burned a few calories though...

I waited for my train and then when the platform was announced, I power walked there because I needed a good spot for my suitcase. Come too late and you'll have to put it in that dodgy bit by the toilets and doors, which no one wants. I nearly ran over an old man who was going at snails' pace in the main walkway to the platform. If you're going to come to London, walk fast, and if you can't walk fast, don't walk in the middle of the fucking path. Anyway, I was the second person on my carriage (result!!!!) so the suitcase situation was perfect.

I whiled away the two hour train journey reading Eclipse - my 2009 love for Twilight was renewed by watching Breaking Dawn on Film 4 the other day! - and before I knew it I'd arrived in Chester, my beautiful university city. I stayed in my lovely little house I'm going to be renting for second year, so I called my landlord to come and meet me outside the house and give me the keys. It took him a good 20 minutes to find said keys in his bundle of hundreds of keys. 

When I went in, all the rooms were so much bigger than I'd remembered it - better than the other way round, I suppose! My friend popped round with about eight boxes of stuff I'd left at her flat for the couple of months when I moved back home, and then she drove me to B&M so I could buy bedding and a few other essentials such as Twizzlers. This friend is an absolute saint! She had to rush off, leaving me to unpack for a couple of hours, before heading to the station to meet my boyfriend. He came from doing exam-y stuff at his uni in Cardiff straight to Chester, so we could enjoy our little holiday up in the North West. We went to the chicken shop for dinner since all I had in the house to eat was a boil-in-the-bag rice packet. 

This first day is probably the most exciting day we had for the whole week. The rest of it was just comprised of trips to B&M (for Twinkies and Twizzlers), Aldi and McDonald's. We watched a lot of films and probably twenty-something episodes of Friends. There was also lots of sleeping and snacking, and drinking of coffee. Rather uneventful but absolutely enjoyable. He's my favourite person in the whole wide world to spend time with, so this week was the highlight of my summer.

Here's a little photo my room in the new house - my home for the next year. It's not quite as small as it looks here but I really really love it.

Here's the first double bed I've ever owned. Well, I don't technically own this, since it's in the house that belongs to my landlord, but you get my drift! It's so nice to finally not have to share a single bed with another person. I don't think I could have hacked five nights sharing a single bed!

I picked up an academic diary from B&M for 99p and jazzed it up with some washi tape. I really love how it looks, and if I get bored of the colours, I can always peel it off and stick on some other tape instead! I don't know many people who still use a diary like this for classes but let me tell ya, I've never missed a lecture or seminar or assignment, thanks to my lil diaries.

#NoFilter. Haha, but really, I filtered the shit out of this for Instagram. Tom and I went for dinner to Hickory's Smokehouse on our last night and I struggled to walk home because of the size of the burger I ate. Absolutely delicious.

One of our (or should I say "my") favourite things to do is pretend to be burritos. I know it's silly but it makes me laugh so much. This really cute duvet cover featuring lots of elephants is from Primark! 


I'm aware that this is a bit of a mundane post but I love documenting my life on here. I hope you're all happy and well, and if you have any photos/posts on uni rooms, send me a link because I'd love to see what you've done with them! xo


Song of the day:

Lately...

This is definitely the laziest summer of my life. I've only just got my old job back today (despite job hunting for the past 3 months!), so since I moved back home, I've just been sitting around crying about my state of unemployment. But not now, my friends. Now, I managed to convince my old boss to give me back my minimum wage job at McDonald's so that I can actually earn some money to pay for rent next year.

In between stressing out about jobs, I've done some cool-ish things. I've been on some midnight walks with my boyfriend and we did that really lame thing that only couples in movies do where you find a tree to lie under and look up at the stars. Here is said tree.

I also went to a Harry Potter pub quiz, and out of about 15 teams, we came second! I say "we" but it was actually just me because none of my team mates actually knew/cared that much about Harry Potter? We were only a couple of points away from winning the £130 prize pot, which is a bit gutting, but I did enjoy receiving a silver medal and bags upon bags of sweets and dodgy looking cans of beer.

The majority of my days, however, have been spent in this ensemble, sitting around in my house. I'm actually wearing this lil hoody/pyjama combo as I'm typing this. I don't have many friends back at home anymore. At sixth form, we had a friendship group of about 10 of us, so I had 10 best friends who I could call upon at any one time if I wanted to go to the cinema, or go shopping, or just have a movie day at my house. But a couple of weeks before we all went to uni, we had this huge blowout row and we all took sides lol. Our group is totally split now so I only have 4 close friends at home now. Except one of them moved to Devon with her mum, so really it's only 3. And one of them lives an hour away, and the other works full time now, so really it's only 1. That's a bit depressing, isn't it?


I'm just kind of excited to get back to uni now, because that's where all my close friends are. I'm so excited about moving into our new house! A post about that will come when I actually get up there, so you can expect lots of photos.

Here's a close up of aforementioned pyjama bottoms. They're from Primark and were only a fiver or something. The pattern is so cute and the material is light and comfy and I can even wear them when I'm walking to my neighbour's house, as it's not hugely obvious they're pyjamas. All hail Primark.

I haven't been to a proper high-school-style house party in ages so I was really excited when one of my friends said he was having a huge one at his house. My Saturday night was spent running round in a penguin mask, eating rum cake, and drinking copious amounts of gin. Who knew gin and lemonade tasted so good? My eyes have been opened.

I don't remember taking this photo in the mirror at the party, so here's a little inadvertent OOTD for you. Fuck knows where everyone else was in this photo, like I don't actually remember being alone for the whole night. What happened there? This outfit features what I like to call my ugly pink jacket which is "vintage" (just means it belongs in a charity shop...) from Rockit in Camden. It was only £4 so I picked it up for a bit of a laugh last summer. You can't really go wrong with a white tee/black jeans combo, and of course I'm wearing my beautiful Primark sandals. 

(Leaning on the wall for support...)


That's all for now. Like I said, my life right now just involves eating pizza sat in front of my laptop, so there's not a great deal to report. As of tomorrow though, I'm a working woman! I hope you're all happy and well. Shout out to the same seven people who read all of my blog posts.


Song of the day:

Baby photos

Looking through old photos is one of my favourite things to do. Over the past week or so, my dad and I have been through thousands of photographs, which were stored under my parents' bed, and sorted them into different categories for each year, and then chronologically within each year. Whilst doing this, I found some absolute gems which I wanted to share!

This was taken around 1999, I think. Lord knows what was happening with my hair but I can promise I never went out in public like that.

I'm going to hazard a guess and say maybe 1997? I look about a year old, right? What I find amazing is that eyeballs don't really grow so like, my eyes are the same size now as they are there, but they look so tiny now because my face got so big.

This is me (left) and my primary school best friend. We were probably 7 or 8 years old, so it's probably 2003/2004. I don't know why we ever thought matching tshirts were a good idea!

This is definitely June 2002, because it was to celebrate the Queen's Golden Jubilee. We had to dress up as something to do with London, so here's me starring as Big Ben. I don't look too happy about it but the hat is really a work of art. Credit to my dad.

This is probably April 1996 because I look pretty newborn. My parents say I look like an alien here. It's not really a good look, is it? How can one person get so red.

Hahahaha, I call this one "look who doesn't want to get baptised". I was baptised in Germany because all my family are from there and apparently this is traditional German-baby-baptism gear. Like what is even up with that hat? No wonder I was crying.

Finally, there's this beauty. It might well be one of the most disgusting photos taken of me of all time. Is that jam? Who knows. But at least I look kind of happy about it (-ish)! Always loved my food.

I PASSED FIRST YEAR

On Friday 10th July, I found out that I've passed my first year of university. I was maybe 90% sure I hadn't failed, but it's just nice to have it confirmed. About 60% of my mark is made up of assessments and essays I've handed in over the course of the year, and the other 40% is from exams I sat in June. 


My assessment marks were a bit up and down throughout the three semesters - that is to say they fluctuated dramatically. Most of them were in the 2.1 range, but I've gone as high as 80, and as low as 47. How? I don't bloody know. In two of my four exams, I managed to get firsts, and I got a 2.1 in the third exam. But in the last one I got 43... that is nearly a fail?!?!?


So, to conclude, I nearly failed one module, I got 2.1s in two of them, and a first in another. That all comes out as a nice solid 2.1 which is alright given that this has been the laziest year of my life. Luv being a student.


I hope anyone else at uni is happy with their results for this year, u rock. Bring on second year!


PS. I don't mean to sound like a smug bitch but I just want to be able to look back at this in like five years and know what I got (because I have already lost the link to the results page lol...).

Wednesday 1st July

Wednesday 1st July was the hottest day of the year so far. Where I live in South London, it was a bloody ridiculous 35 degrees Celsius. Stupid me didn't check the temperature predictions for the afternoon when I set out in the morning, so guess who wore black jeans? Me. Guess who nearly baked to death? Me.

I'm not really a fan of hot weather. I hate sweating and not being able to cool down, and - most of all - I hate having to shave my legs every time I want to wear a skirt of dress. I'm a hairy-leg-lovin kind of gal, and picking up the razor is something which I sort of dread, even though I'm not prepared to show the world my leg hair.

Here I am before I stepped outside and realised the country was experiencing desert-like temperatures. I, as a poor student, do not have enough money on my Oyster card for the bus, so I walked the 35 minutes from my house to the other side of town to meet my friend for lunch. It wasn't too much fun in super tight jeans, but this blouse is really really sheer and kept me pretty cool.

I love the pattern of the blouse too. I think it's from TK Maxx a couple of years ago, but they shut down TK Maxx in my town a while ago so I don't buy much from there anymore. Cries.

Finally, I thought I should dedicate a section to these shoes. You beautiful things, you're my first pair of sandals in about eight years. You were £12 from Primark, a total bargain, and you fit my feet like you were made for me. I've been wearing you at least five times a week since you came into my life over a month ago. I'm sorry I've scuffed you a little at the front - I'm very clumsy - but it just shows how well-worn and well-loved you are. You go with every single outfit I wear, so I don't even mind that sometimes you stain my feet grey because you're made with a really cheap material.


I feel like everyone should have a pair of sandals for the summer that they're absolutely in love with. This is mine!

GOODBYE FIRST YEAR

I do not understand how it's been over three weeks since I wrote a blog post. Since I last blogged, I've done two more exams, officially finished my first year of university, packed up my whole room, and moved back home until October. 


I thought I'd just post the last few photos I'd taken in my beautiful little uni room which I miss so much. This is going to be a bit of a thrown-together post but I promise I'll get back into the swing of things again soon.

I bought these beauties for £8 from Primark. I wear them at least three times a week and even though they kind of hurt my feet, it's worth it because they're so darn cute.

Spot of revision-posing with my notes for my final exam. Right after this, I headed to McDonald's with my housemate and we both chowed down a Miami Special meal in a matter of seconds.

My darling little university bed which I miss so much.

This is where it gets embarrassing. I wore this outfit for our end of exams blowout where I got horrifically drunk and was sick all up my bathroom's walls. Nice one, Kate. Celebrating ending uni in style.

Here I am at predrinks. I do not remember taking this photo, which I think speaks for itself.

Don't remember this either. Nope.

This is what I wore for my very last night at uni as a first year, 12 days ago. We went to a really shitty party before heading to the students' union where we had Becky Hill performing. I'd packed up nearly my whole room when I took this photo. My housemate and I ended up in our little house at 2.30am cooking smiley face waffles (who remembers those?!?!) for about six people who we'd never met.


I slept for a couple of hours that night and got up at 5am for my dad to pick me up and bring me and all my stuff home. It was a wild 12 hours but it was so great. I'm really happy to be home now though, with all my mum's great cooking and my best friend and boyfriend just a mile or two away from me, not 200. Life is good.

Wedding theme - 02/06/15

Wedding theme - 02/06/15 by kategreen38 featuring fabric flowers

Phase Eight Bridal Elbertine Wedding Dress, Ivory
johnlewis.com

Versace mini dress
£285 - yoox.com

Green dress
£77 - amazon.com

Chicwish mini dress
£32 - chicwish.com

Oasis blue dress
oasis-stores.com

Jimmy Choo high heel shoes
£490 - jimmychoo.com

Bulgari gold jewelry
£1,245 - 1stdibs.com

Jennifer Behr hair accessory
liberty.co.uk

Philippa Craddock rose bouquet
selfridges.com

OKA fabric flower
okadirect.com




I would be lying if I said that I didn't think about my future wedding at least once a day. Ideas of what I think I might like change pretty much on a weekly basis, so here's what I'm loving at this current moment!