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I’ve had this blog for almost 9 months, and throughout that time, I have blogged about a multitude of things, trivial and important, fun and serious, books and travel.
This is probably one of, if not the most important post I will have written while I have had it.
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I don’t know about you, but I really hate viral videos and campaigns, and half the time, don’t understand the point. This past 12 months has been the yeah of the selfie and viral video (neknomination, I’m in me mum’s car, James Franco’s weird semi-nude selfies) and I hate how they clog up my twitter, facebook, and Tumblr feeds. I don’t want to sound bitter about the use of social media for charity, in fact I whole-heartedly support it – if it wasn’t for Tom Hiddleston and his video regarding Live Below the Line, I never would have signed up!
I am a Graduate. It has been official for a week now. Well, 8 days. I have uploaded all the photographs and shown them to various interested parties. I have written a post about it here to capture my thoughts on the day. I have ordered my official photographs. I’ve organised my certification and booklets from the day. Once that was done, which took me all of one afternoon, I have literally done nothing. A complete, huge, diddly squit. Nada.
The big things I meant to do were locate my passport and tidy/organise my bedroom. I would like to stress at this point that I don’t think my passport is lost, I have filed it in an EXTREMELY safe place, I have just forgotten where that place is. Very annoying, especially as I am travelling soon and need to begin organising visas etc. Let’s not panic yet, eh? And my room. Well I have been meaning to do that since I graduated. I did quite a bit when I first moved back in, but it’s really not as simple as that. My room is small, and I have a lot of stuff, and at the moment I have issues with actually moving in there. I find that when I try to sort stuff, the space I put it into to sort then blocks the place I am trying to sort it into, and vice versa. And with the hot weather (I really do my best not to complain too much with the weather, and just to be thankful when it is warm, but…) being so attractive at the moment, I just don’t want to lock myself away in a room that is already pretty damn stuffy and heat filled. I will get it done. At some point. Before my parents get home from their holiday.
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At this exact moment, I am sitting in my friend’s living room with exactly no things to do. (Well, I need to sort the bins out, and I need to pack, but they are thankless tasks, so I’m employing all powers of delusion about that.) Operation ‘UseAllTheRemainingFoodUp’ is firmly a-go, and of course there is the World Cup and Wimbledon on the TV; none of these actually fill my time completely though. Turns out University filled more of my life than I realised – even when I was sat round doing nothing over the past 3 years, I was thinking about Uni things, which basically counted as Uni work, right? Procrastination was so much more fun, and time consuming, when I had actual stuff to do with my day.
Over the past year I have accumulated a load of random food items (rolled oats, fajita mix, tuna, vegan mince, and a kilo of dry kidney beans to name but a few) that seemed like a great buy at the time, but are now sitting unused in my cupboards and freezer (to be fair, I did ‘Live Below The Line‘ for UNICEF where I needed cheap food to fill me up – if you’ve never heard of this, check it out, it’s worth doing, or at least looking into, really opens the eyes – I’ve linked the page for you!) So far, my friend and I have cooked faji-ttos (which are our attempt at mixing the best of fajitas and burritos into one glorious Mexican food-fest) and a chocolate orange flapjack (which we naturally put with Ben&Jerry’s Chocolate Fudge Brownie Ice Cream – because, well, it would have been rude to the ice cream to leave it in the freezer uneaten. Obviously.) I wish I had eaten this well for the rest of the year, I mean, I cook most of my food from scratch – I would say I can sort of cook reasonably well – but I have had all these ingredients there for 12 months. Sigh, of course I learn at the end of Uni.
