Fresher’s week is seen as both the start of and the pinnacle of any student’s University life. It is the beginning of freedom and the first step on the path to independence, though the path often leads to a morning spent at a sexual health clinic or waking up in a skip. As a young, … Continue reading Batman smells and Robin flew away
I’ve never been the energetic or athletic kind. It’s stereotypical but I was always the last to be chosen for any team, except the donut eating challenge team. I had the brains but the only Braun I ever had was my toothbrush though I remember forward rolling and cartwheeling around my primary school playground telling … Continue reading I’ll never get to the Olympics
Last year, I decided to bite the bullet and worked on an American summer camp for six weeks as a younger girls counsellor. It was simply incredible – I worked harder than I have ever done, I slept better than I had ever done and I met friends for life; I would recommend it to … Continue reading An American Dream
OCD is something that I’ve battled with throughout my life since the age of five. It’s gone through stages of not being there at all to not being able to do something without counting to a certain number or washing my hands immediately after I had completed said task. And when you feel like nobody … Continue reading Don’t mind me, it’s my OCD.
During my second year of University, like many students, I decided to live with my friends. We’d met in halls and it seemed like the easiest thing to do. After several months of searching for our new pad, myself, Ellie, Josh, Jake and Jacob rocked up at our new house. It wasn’t exactly paradise but it … Continue reading “I’ve found Jerry!”
'Right, so I've just heard Simon wants us to find him a performing animal, and no dogs! Any ideas guys?' I was working on the an audition show with a lovely team and had headed back down to the production office from derigging where we had been shaving and waxing several men. A partly frantic buzz … Continue reading They have the Fish Factor!
Now, I know that having a baby face and youthful looks is admired by older generations. However, still looking thirteen when you’re twenty-one has many pitfalls and though, as my mum’s friends keep telling me, I will appreciate it in the future, at the moment it is right pain in the arse. Baby faces have … Continue reading Absolutely (Ice) Cream Crackered