Saturday, 29 November 2014

Girly time!

How girly are you!?

One thing i have noticed is HOW GIRLY i can be, though at times i am far from it (I HATE SHOPPING & NAIL POLISH) unless i know what i want ofcourse!
My Uni friends and I had a girly sleep over!! Woop!

-Makeup sesh?

CHECK

-Dancing?


CHECK

FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD

CHECKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

It was amazing guys, honestly...
OH AND DON'T FORGET

SElfieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Monday, 17 November 2014

WHAT'S UNIVERSITY LIKE?

Well, for starters it is DIFFERENT.
Especially to me, because i just graduated from a highschool that i spent a long ass 7 YEARS in, and it was bor-ing!!!
But now I travel everyday underground, into Central London, amongst so many different people, I dissapear in the crowd. It's fun. Being a new-bie when i was the old-bie before.

Anywhoo, my course is pretty intensive, anatomy, psychology, sociology, law, medicine, maths, CAN YOU GUESS..

So a lot of my time will be taken up on studying (since i am a geek) Lol joke joke...I am probably watching House or Greys Anatomy to jerk my brain to function. Or spending all the time i have with my wonderful familia..lool JOKE JOKE AGAIN, i am just blinking day in and day out and time flies by.

But one thing i have become addicted to lately is POEMS!
Here is an amazing one:

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By: Carol Ann Duffy
{Medusa}

A suspicion, a doubt, a jealousy
grew in my mind,
which turned the hairs on my head to filthy snakes
as though my thoughts
hissed and spat on my scalp.

My bride’s breath soured, stank
in the grey bags of my lungs.
I’m foul mouthed now, foul tongued,
yellow fanged.
There are bullet tears in my eyes.
Are you terrified?

Be terrified.
It’s you I love,
perfect man, Greek God, my own;
but I know you’ll go, betray me, stray
from home.
So better by for me if you were stone.

I glanced at a buzzing bee,
a dull grey pebble fell
to the ground.
I glanced at a singing bird,
a handful of dusty gravel
spattered down.

I looked at a ginger cat,
a housebrick
shattered a bowl of milk.
I looked at a snuffling pig,
a boulder rolled
in a heap of shit.

I stared in the mirror.
Love gone bad
showed me a Gorgon.
I stared at a dragon.
Fire spewed
from the mouth of a mountain.

And here you come
with a shield for a heart
and a sword for a tongue
and your girls, your girls.
Wasn’t I beautiful
Wasn’t I fragrant and young?

Look at me now.