The Art of Walking and the Notion of Shame

OK, so the walk of shame. For those of you that don't know what it is, basically it is someone who stays a single night at a randomer's house from a club for them to walk back, in the same clothes that they went out clubbing in, to their house. Here are my observations:
1. The Art of Walking
When dressed in a tiny skirt or tight back dress in the massiveest heels humanly possible why do people think the only option available to them is to walk through the middle of the high street in broad daylight. Firstly no it is not casual attire and secondly yes people will question and stare and gossip. With dishelleved hair and smudged make up I think people will guess that you aren't just trying to make a fashion statment. Fashion may be quirky, but not that quirky. Secondly, don't walk. GET A TAXI!!! You may only live across the road, but I'll be damned if you don't see someone you know as you totter back to your house. If not that, you're bound to see an old couple who do pass judgment by tutting extremely loudly and pointing. It's the etiquette of the older generation. So even if you have to steal loose change from the randomer's bedroom floor or sell your jewellery, GET A TAXI!!!!! Knowing no one has seen you and that no one can pass judgment and remind you everytime you see them at a lecture is definitely worth pawning all your gold for.
2. The Notion of Shame
No matter who are you, no matter if your dress is the most gorgeous dress ever and no matter if you want to show your new shoes off to everyone because they were from Kurt Geiger and you got them in the sale, DON'T think you can pull off the walk of shame and not be shameful. It's called the walk of shame for a reason and people will stare and point out of their cars as you pass. You will feel the shame creep right through your body and no amount of speed walking is going to help. Get it sorted!! Take a spare change of clothes. Yeh it may seem a bit wierd, and the randomer may think you are some deranged person who thinks they are coming for a sleep over but literally in the morning you'll be thanking me. So thats my observations concerning the walk of shame. Lessons learnt, get a taxi, take a spare change of clothes and if all else fails then run like the wind xxx

Massive heels

Hello all. Just to report training is going well, ran 6 miles the other day, was pretty chuffed with myself, kind of forgot I've got to run double. Ummm I just won't think about that for a while. Went out last night to a club as it was having a re- launch party, I'm going to use the words eventful/ not in the slightest as came home basically as soon as I got there. Let's just say I was seeing double :p This gives me the chance to thank in general for friends, I don't know what I'd do without them, especially tall friends that hold you up:p . Last night was a total success in some ways. I wore these amazing heels that I bought from new look , some insane wedges!!!!! I didn't think I could last the night in them, but I totally did!!!!!! Basically because I spent the night sitting down but still they were on my feet and I was rocking it. Such a proud moment in my uni history.

2nd Term

Back to uni, success one- finished exams, success 2- on top of my work, only because terms just started, success 3- secured a house for next year, testing my organisational skills to the max, at one point was speaking to five different people at once using Skype, phone, iPod and Facebook. Boom, something to put on the cv!! Multitasking to the max! However now here come the failures, failure 1- am yet to properly start training for the half marathon I'm doing in march.... Ummm? Failure 2- 1st night out to posh cocktail bar, all dressed up, strutting my stuff as I enter through the door, take about three steps as fall straight on my ass in front of everyone!!!! Major Wierd looks!! So overall lessons learnt walk with cello tape of my feet, totally going to start a new fashion:p xxx

Literacy overload!!

Today was work, work and work. I planned to get up early, setting my alarm for 7:15, some how managed to make that 8:15. Wasn't in the plan, but not deterred. This holiday got to complete a creative writing project and today I set myself the task of writing a short story. I stormed the day and completed one despite constant sneaky Facebook checks, the occasional weather update, why I'd need to know if the weather changed as I was stuck inside all day I'll never know, and blankly staring out of the window at an old couple across the road, creepy!!! And I carried on my literary roll by watching the bbc adaptation of great expectations. Soooo good!! I love when I can pretend to say I've read a book when I have just watched the bbc adaptations. That's how you get through a English literature degree folks:) today was a literary success. Update on running is non existent. Eaten so much from Xmas I can't move though I have collected £10 sponsorship so far so I'm still super keen:) xx

Back and Buzzing for Xmas

EEEEKKKK!! Sorry guys I'm back. Had a whirlwind of a month. Heres a quick up date
1. Finished a proper essay!!!! brownie points,
2. went to a ball that required wearing underwear in the freezing cold to raise money for aids charities. You'll be pleased to here I arrived in a respectable state, being relativly clothed and semi-sober, unlike two of my friends who I hasten to add were taken to the 'drunk room' yes it had a reputation already, and were ordered to go home after passing out by st john's ambulance!!!!
3. signed up to run Bath Half Marathon!! eeek, umm firstly I'm pretty terrible at running, kind of like Phoebe on Friends, but kind of worse!!?? seen a girl with legs and arms and head flayling in the air in a wild crase, yep that be me. But it is for a really good charity, the forever friends appeal, raising money for the cancer ward at Bath Royal United Hospital. Soooo stay with me and I'll update you all on my training or.. lack of it :)
4. Various xmas meals with my uni mates. Been carrying a food baby for the last two weeks.
5. Finished uni for the xmas break. Back home loving the food and cleanliness of the house:) only trouble is I am forcing myself to finish this creative writing project I have to get done for January, as yes I left it to the last minute. So thats me basically up to date, listening to wham, eating mince pies, thinking about running, well not really, and trying to get my creative writing juices flowing in the run up to xmas :) I hope you have a wonderful xmas and I look forward to keeping you up to date on all my adventures :) xxx

Anything that glitters IS Gold!!

I'm going to start with an apology. Sorry I haven't been blogging much I've just been so caught up in work. We have an essay deadline coming up so in a way thats kind of a good thing I haven't had time seeing as I'm actually getting something done. I say this but if you asked me to show you any evidence I literally would not be able to show you a thing. Instead of being able to write the essay I have researched everything but the actual topic...in my mind its going well... I'm trying not to think about it. With Christmas looming its getting harder and harder to concentrate on anything but glittering baubles and George Michael singing "Last Christmas." Last week I spent the whole afternoon at my friends house playing on a Christmas ap on her ipad that consisted of watching a pretend log fire burn with classic xmas tunes singing out. No word of a lie, I spent 3 hours staring in glee. Tonight, after a heavy day of the essay writing, cough cough, me and my housemates set off, fully hatted and gloved in pure winter fashion, to watch the christmas lights being turning on in town. The walk towards the lights consisted of my housemate loudly sushing me and pulling me away from the glittering window displays and trying to calm me down, I was not deterred. People were staring at me, parents were praising their children at how well they were behaved in comparison, a policeman even came up to me thinking I was drunk. I'm jolly around Christmas, thats all, I don't need a reason, it's a jolly time of year. So apart from embarrassing my house mate and missing the official light turning on ceremony, it was a good evening. Do you know why? Because its on the count down to Christmas, I'm almost officially allowed to play Christmas songs and I didn't feel guilty for not doing my essay, because I had a valid reason.

Taking One for the Team

Ok so I'm going to admit to something that I'm not super proud of. It wasn't my finest moment by a long shot but I was doing my duty as a good housemate. I took one for the team, sacrificed my dignity, boosting my brownie points in the house. I can't stall this any longer so here goes.... I stole some toilet rolls from the theatre toilets...(pause).... There I said it, alright? We were running low on toilet rolls and the shops were closed. Me and a mate had gone to the theatre and I saw my opportunity and took it. Go on say it!! I've hit an all time low havent I? Forget about a degree, the BBC are never going to hire me when they find out about this. I might aswell just quit uni straight away, no one will have me when they find out I'm a toilet roll stealer, I'll never be trusted alone in the loos again. Lock up the toilets, she's coming past. I thought I was being civilised, gaining posh points in going to the theatre but no, as always, I somehow managed to lose them, sabatage myself in my quest to become slightly more la-di-da. So there we go, its been decided, I wont be getting my dream career because I stole toilet rolls from the toilets of a theatre. Yes you may say it was trivial and in the scheme of things completely not worth it but I disagree, I may have lost my dignity but least I gained an applause from my housemates as I entered the house holding toilet roll above my head and singing "we will survive."