It’s coming up to three years since I finished university and my life is completely different now.

No more are the lazy days or casual 3-hour lunches, looking ‘busy’ in the library or midday cocktails… The more I think about it, the more I miss the student life too.

1. Time passes quickly, really quickly, and no one warns you…

2. You will always look tired no matter how much makeup you are wearing or how much sleep you’ve had.

3. You will still eat shit.

4. You will have no time to do anything

5. TGIF becomes the real deal

6. Emailing your friends becomes the norm

7. Going to bed before 10 is acceptable

8. Staying in is more appealing than going out

9. Budgeting becomes a reality 🙁

10. Yet, you will always have no money

11. But always enough to shop 🙂


12. You will have no time to shop

13. Weekday drinking will be a distant memory

14. But, so will weekday hangovers 🙂

15. Sunday is reserved for doing nothing and eating roasts

16. Saturday is reserved for running errands – proper grown up style!

17. You will crave fruit. This is odd but one I have found is true :/

18. You will no longer socially drink coffee. You will crave it.

19. Vitamin tablets are your friend

20. Morning TV is just terrible… (although you probably already knew this one)

21. Your diary rules your life

22. Going to the gym is still a chore

23. The weekend goes crazily quickly

24. You will spend most of your wages within a week

25. You will constantly question what you are doing with your life/degree

There’s probably many more, so if I think of them, I’m sure you’ll hear from me again!


1. Surely…? No…? It can’t be my alarm? Already? Really? But I’ve been asleep for 5 minutes?

2. Maybe I’ll just quit and Instagram pictures for a living. That would make more sense than having to get out of bed right now.

3. I haven’t woken up in the dark for a while. This feels weird. I’m 99% sure it’s still night-time.

4. Pretty sure I didn’t have to function at this level of sleep depravity before the break.

5. I can’t even see my makeup right now. Do I even dare do liquid eyeliner in this blurry-eyed state?

6. I should probably get rid of this festive nail varnish. Or can I get away with it for one more week? Maybe?…

7. I wonder how many people will ask me how my Christmas was.

8. Do I even remember how my Christmas was?

9. Driving this tired should be illegal.

10. I sort of remember how to do my job. Definitely going to be a bit touch and go today.

11. And maybe tomorrow…

12. Was my seat always this uncomfortable?

13. Shock. My computer needs 10,000 updates.

14. God oh god oh god, going to have loadssss of emails that my head just won’t deal with right now

15. Oh hey, that’s not too bad. I guess I’ll only have to spare 30 minutes of my day to sort through them.

16. Oh. 60% are from Groupon. Great.

17. Still though… maybe an hour will suffice? Wouldn’t want to miss any deals now

18. Was the kettle always this slow?

19. Remember when we all said we would detox in the New Year? LOLZ good one!

20. The office looks so bare without the Christmas decorations. I’m going to have to say that to everyone that passes my desk this morning and we can all join together in a post-festivity hatred. Aww team bonding.

21. Oh great. I forgot my lunch. I never had to deal with this waking up at 11. *sigh*

22. How is it not even 11 yet? Time is passing far too slowly.

23. If one more person asks me how my Christmas was I think I might cry

24. Is it too early to book in all my holidays for this year?

25. Oh another Groupon email. Do I want to book a romantic break in the Lake District? A part of me thinks I do?

26. When will I stop writing 2015? That was like 10 million years ago

27. Maybe I’ll online shop at lunch to make myself feel better

28. Why are people selling summery clothes already when I’m sat here in a scarf and coat?

29. Can I stop saying Happy New Year now every time I answer the phone

30. I can’t believe there are 51 more weeks until Christmas… *cry*

I hope everyone had a lovely Christmas and New Year, got everything they could have wished for and spent the festive season with friends and family, which is exactly what I did. Although Christmas is officially over for another yearm I am wholeheartedly excited for what 2016 will bring, and here are the resolutions I hope to stick to.

I’m not normally one for resolutions, so maybe I will call these goals? Let me know yours for the year too.

1. Make time for myself – I’ve been told a number of times that I tend to put other people first, and no thats not me trying to toot my own horn, I promise! I think it might come down to suffering from anxiety and having to know that the people that are around you are feeling happy and complacent in order for you to be able to get on with your day and be comfortable in your surrounding. However in 2016 I am going to try and focus more on putting myself first, which may sound a bit selfish, but I think it will help overall and help me to feel less anxious in certain situations.

2. Look after myself more – this one is quite similar to the first one, but I sort of mean my physical wellbeing. For example, take time for a nice pamper evening, or treat myself to a massage or facial every once in a while, and maybe not skimp on spending a bit more on skin and haircare. I feel as though if I can have a little luxury every now and again, my body will thank me for it, and lets face it, we’re in it for the long run together!

3. Eat better – ah the twenty-something’s cliche! I don’t think I have a bad diet overall, but I mean eat less carbohydrates, food with additives, takeaways etc. and eat more vegetables, fruit, proteins, and basically all the good stuff that my body craves. Oh and use my Nutri-bullet and slow cooker more!

4. Be more adventurous – whether it’s travelling, fashion or makeup, I feel as though I’ve reached my mid twenties and I really shouldn’t care what other people think! I’ve already had a massive craving to go to cities I have never been before, reach for clothes I may not usually go for, and try out new makeup looks, so watch this space!

5. Make time for the people I love – maybe an obvious one… but as my family are so spread across the globe, it would be lovely to be able to spend some quality time with them this year. Not only that but my friends who live in different cities, that maybe I don’t get to see as much as I would like, I’m coming for you this year!

6. Take time out for blogging – I love writing. I think I’ve made that clear time and time again on here 🙂 but sometimes my mind becomes clouded with my job, friends, family, going out, staying in, my cat, my boyfriend (not in any order I should add!) and I actually miss sitting down with my laptop, and letting my thoughts take over. Plus I have so many ideas of blog posts, new designs and regular updates… So yeah, I want that to happen again please!!

7. Buy a house – again more of a goal, but hey ho! Maybe the resolution could be save more money? But anyway, get me on that property ladder!

What are your resolutions for 2016?


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I have to admit, Christmas Eve is one of my favourite days of the whole year. I’ve been at work this morning, but it was only a half day and we had sweets, chocolate, pastries and cake for breakfast, so I can’t really complain.

We’re heading to my cousin’s house shortly to see some of my mum’s side of the family, and I’m really excited for that. I’ve also said that her daughter can open mine and Jordan’s present earlier because Santa has told me its ok – gaining major points here!

After that we’re heading out with friends later on into Altrincham, where we both live. We’ll probably go our separate ways for a bit because of the amount of people that will be out, but we’ll meet back up later on to go home together.

Jordan and I are staying at my parent’s for a few days because it’ll be easier than going back and forth to our flat and we get to spend time with our families, which is what Christmas is all about.

I’m really excited for tomorrow – we’re spending the day at my parent’s and my family are coming over in two groups (my dad’s side, and the rest of my mum’s) and I know it’s already going to be such a lovely day – I’ve already got the Christmas films lined up.

I probably won’t blog now until the New Year so I hope you all have the best day every with your families and I’ll see you in 2015 xx

It’s getting to that point in the year, where I save up the majority of my holidays, in order to do as little work as possible over the festive season. And today happens to be one of those days, in which I slept in till 10, had breakfast/brunch/lunch (not sure which it falls into by this point…) made for me by my lovely boyfriend, and intend to watch Elf wrapped up on the sofa with my favourite Yankee candle in full swing and copious amount of tea and biscuits. Ahhh bliss…

But the point of this blog wasn’t to give you all an hourly update of my day off, but to instead write about something that has been on my mind for a few days now.

On Saturday, me and the girls had our annual present swap and we got into our usual girlie conversation about marriage, weddings, babies, careers etc. After looking through a few Instagrams of wedding dresses, bloggers, and Christmas ideas, we began to talk about the grand topic of being in your 20’s.

It sometimes comes as a surprise to me when I think about how I am actually 25. In my head I am still a 19-year-old university student (I say 19 as I didn’t go to Uni straight away) with no idea what I want to do with my life: to be honest, I can’t say too much has changed!

If I go back to my life when I was 19, I was studying Broadcast Journalism, in Nottingham, living in an old decrepit, student house that probably wasn’t fit to live in, wishing I had put more thought into where to go to university. After a few months of being utterly miserable, hating my course, my house and missing my friends and family, I decided to come home, which in hindsight, was probably the best decision I ever made. Within a couple of months, I’d got a job, a place at Manchester University studying English, and I was volunteering at any PR/Journalism/Marketing agency that would have me. Somehow it finally felt like I had some sort direction for once.

When I look back at it, 19 is quite a young age for so much to be going on in your life, and with most of my friends scattered about the country, it was a difficult time. A few months into my job at the call centre, one of my close friends came back to work there, which meant work was 100 times more fun! On one of the quieter days, we started discussing where we thought our lives would be by the time we were 25, which at the time felt a million miles away.

In reality, it wasn’t. It is in fact next year for me, which in itself is scary enough – less than 6 months away. Not only this, but I will also be a quarter of a century old.

*Cue quarter life crisis*

 But getting back…

During this conversation, we both thought at least one of us would be engaged/getting married, have our own house, a career, and maybe even have a baby on the way. And these are thoughts we weren’t alone in thinking.

But were our 19-year-old, naïve selves, so far wrong?

Most of my friends are working in jobs they like, some have gone back to university to study Post-grads and masters, and some have moved to the other side of the world. Some have bought houses, some are saving to buy houses and some are engaged. As a group of friends, we are all at different points in our lives; points that I’m sure I didn’t think I would be at when I was younger, but points I am happy to be at overall.

When I started university (again) at Manchester, I thought that I would sail through with countless work experiences and internships under my belt, and get the job of my dreams after studying hard for three years. In truth, this isn’t how it happened. As I’d studied Journalism previously, I spent a lot of my time trying to break into the ‘media’ industry by working at the Uni’s radio and TV stations. During the summer of my first year, I had barely any experience in this field, so I made the decision to pursue a career in PR. I was lucky enough to be selected for a marketing and events internship with Cancer Research UK for the duration of my second year, which helped me to understand how hard this industry was to crack – Just what you want to hear 2 years into your course! Finally, I changed my mind again (shock), and decided I wanted to work in the events industry, organising and coordinating large-scale music and sporting events.

In my final semester, I applied for PR and marketing jobs, events jobs, and jobs at local newspapers, but I wasn’t getting anywhere. I continued to volunteer with Cancer Research UK and Forever Manchester as a digital marketer and event staff but by the time I had graduated, I had given up. I finally decided to take a job I was offered at the head office of the company I had worked at since I was 19, which obviously I was grateful for, even if it wasn’t related to what I wanted to do with my life. But then again, I was 22, and still didn’t really know what I wanted to do.

We’re unfortunate that we are studying and graduating at a time where there are not enough jobs to satisfy the number of graduates which finish university every year. We shouldn’t feel pressured to get our dream job as soon as we finish, and I know I’m not the only one to work in a job which is not only related to their degree but also one that is a ‘stop-gap’. One that is a means to an end. One that pays the bills, and one that shows we weren’t just dossing around for 18 months after graduated – The CV filler.

Sometimes when you work in a job that you don’t particularly like, or one that you didn’t see yourself working in, during uni, it can be quite disheartening. But we have to remember that there is a light at the end of the tunnel, as cliché as it sounds. Even if your life isn’t going in the direction you once thought it would, it doesn’t mean it never will. And sometimes this can be the most exciting time of all. Even if it has been 2 years or 20 since you graduated, or maybe you never graduated at all, you never know what doors will open. Maybe that job you took when you were 21 will help your career somewhere along the line, maybe it won’t. Only time will tell.

If my 19-year-old self, dreaming of being a high-flying journalist living in London could see me now, taking a Tuesday off just before Christmas, wrapped up in her dressing gown and a blanket living 20 minutes from her parents, spending most of her time taking pictures of her cat, she probably would be surprised. My life has taken me to new highs and lows, and I’ve started a completely different chapter to what I once thought. But sometimes it’s fun to rewrite your journey.

For the first time ever, I am finally in a job that I like, in a stable relationship, with family and friends that I would do anything for, and when I think about all the things I have right now, I am so happy and blessed.

So for everyone who has helped me along the way to where I am now, I am truly thankful. For everyone who has been there for me through break-ups and make-ups, job interviews, job rejections, family crises and much more, you make me the person that I am. And although I never thought my life would pan out this way, I am happy that it did.