As the end of my first year approaches, i am left with a feeling of sadness.. I loved this year, it has given me so many experiences some great memories and some best friends.
Looking back to before I came to Solent, i was nervous, excited and apprehensive about my journey into independence. (before uni id never even used a washing machine, believe it or not) So i was understandably scared. I even remember saying to my mum on the drive down that id give it to Christmas and see how I go... now I think i never want to leave uni!
I was lucky though because I got blessed with a great group of flatmates, although we have had our share of ups and downs, endless amounts of gossip and giggles. New comers and leavers ... we all will agree i'm sure that we have been lucky.
We have had pranks, (I've previously commented on this blog about those) we have learnt new things, we know sooo much perhaps too much about each other after spending this year together. We have seen tears, break ups and get togethers.
For me personally Uni has given me a chance to improve my skills in terms of the course a chance to travel to places id never been or will have the chance to go to. New York this December coming... exciting and Paris a month ago.
Ive progressed so much as a person by this experience , before I came I was working full time , stuck in a day to day job, which don't get me wrong I did enjoy but there was always some thing missing.
I relied on my mum way to much, and when i go home to visit I do like letting her run around for me. Ive gained so much needed independence however, i can now wash my own clothes without getting all confused about fabric and temperatures, Ive learnt how to manage my money, where as when i was working full time my money went on my car and clothes and many a drunken night out. Now Ive managed to cut back and budget, a valuable skill to have in this economy.
Ive lost boyfriends, gained one, lost him too.. Ive cried, Ive missed home, Ive worked hard , Ive been pleased with myself and disappointed also. Its all part of the fun.
To draw this blog entry to a close, I would just like to say to any one considering university, that it is something you must do, and jump in with both feet and take as many opportunities as you can. Uni is full of drunk nights, fun times, great people. And although there is tears, stress and unfortunately a mountain of assignments, as i look back in this easter holidays i do have a chuckle to myself and look forward to what the future will bring, a new house, new friends and lots of great new memories to be gained.
Kylie xXx
Sunday, 17 April 2011
Wednesday, 9 March 2011
Paris - Like or Dislike ?
Since September I have been looking forward to the University trip to Paris. Paris for me screamed romance, fashion and beauty. So armed with the guide book my flat mate Emily very lovingly made for me I set off on a little adventure.
It was a long journey, early morning start, endless hours on the coach and then the dreaded ferry! Then more hours on the coach.... I was starting to think was it worth it. What will Paris hold that will take my breath away and capture my heart? Id been told you either love Paris or hate it , just like Marmite (which i find strange that I neither love or hate it i merely find it ok.)
The best way I could explain Paris to you guys is like London, just cleaner, prettier and easier to get lost. So im going to do this blog as a sort of likes and dislikes of paris...
Likes.
The fact it was sunny.
The taste of snails, surprisingly nice.
The cute little cafe they have everywhere.
The magazines
Fashion Week
The Effiel tower and various other tourist hot spots.
The cakes.
The backstreet vintage shops.
The fact Starbucks is cheaper,
Dislikes.
The metro system .. why is it so much harder to use than the underground? and its busier and scarier.
The way people drive out there. Maniacs.
The men trying to sell you cheap looking Souvenirs every five mins.
Being called Miss English or lady gaga, French people obviously aren't very aware of who or should i say what lady gaga is.
Weirdos staring at you.
Gyspies everywhere asking for money!
The main stream french shops.
Other than that...
I felt the trip was amazing, however when asked if i would go back I'm not sure I would in a hurry. I think deep down inside Im a I <3 LONDON girl more than I <3 PARIS girl.
Kylie xxx
It was a long journey, early morning start, endless hours on the coach and then the dreaded ferry! Then more hours on the coach.... I was starting to think was it worth it. What will Paris hold that will take my breath away and capture my heart? Id been told you either love Paris or hate it , just like Marmite (which i find strange that I neither love or hate it i merely find it ok.)
The best way I could explain Paris to you guys is like London, just cleaner, prettier and easier to get lost. So im going to do this blog as a sort of likes and dislikes of paris...
Likes.
The fact it was sunny.
The taste of snails, surprisingly nice.
The cute little cafe they have everywhere.
The magazines
Fashion Week
The Effiel tower and various other tourist hot spots.
The cakes.
The backstreet vintage shops.
The fact Starbucks is cheaper,
Dislikes.
The metro system .. why is it so much harder to use than the underground? and its busier and scarier.
The way people drive out there. Maniacs.
The men trying to sell you cheap looking Souvenirs every five mins.
Being called Miss English or lady gaga, French people obviously aren't very aware of who or should i say what lady gaga is.
Weirdos staring at you.
Gyspies everywhere asking for money!
The main stream french shops.
Other than that...
I felt the trip was amazing, however when asked if i would go back I'm not sure I would in a hurry. I think deep down inside Im a I <3 LONDON girl more than I <3 PARIS girl.
Kylie xxx
Sunday, 27 February 2011
A TV review...
Love Virtually ...
This channel 4 show approaches Internet dating with maybe too much optimism. All the women on this show who are sharing their experiences portray women who use these dating websites as way to be crazy desperate stalkers. They talk about how they spend hours before and after a date stalking facebook, for pictures and any information about the men they speak to. Surely this is not healthy or a great impression to give?
The show works around one Internet bloggers search for romance. Claire Ward plays 30-year-old Lucy Robinson another hopeful woman in the search for Mr. Right. Whilst Lucy’s story plays out, we get the experience and opinions from ‘real’ women about their time on the crazy world on online dating.
The one obvious thing the show is lacking apart from a believable actress is a male opinion; it focuses on the fairer sex and their stories, when it should take into account the male perspective.
According to Channel 4 a staggering 7 million people signed up for internet dating last year, so it is easy to see how this show is relevant to the modern technologically advanced world we live in. With it now being easier than ever to find other singles, it becomes as easy to meet a man as it does ordering a takeaway, you simply pick what you like, try it out, if you like it have it again and if not bin it. Simple.
The show gives you an insight to the world of online dating, it does not sugar coat it either which is nice as you see various internet dating websites advertised on the TV and they all give the picture that if you were to sign up for one of these you will find love, which is not in a lot of cases true. However some do offer your money back, which let’s face it would be slightly embarrassing and frustrating to admit defeat. In my personal opinion I can see why internet dating would appeal to certain people but I stick to my guns that surely knowing basically everything about someone before you meet them takes away some of the magic of the first date.
Love virtually seems to support internet dating yet none of the women who have been chosen to feature in it seem to have amazing experiences. This show is worth a watch even if it is just for pure giggles.
This channel 4 show approaches Internet dating with maybe too much optimism. All the women on this show who are sharing their experiences portray women who use these dating websites as way to be crazy desperate stalkers. They talk about how they spend hours before and after a date stalking facebook, for pictures and any information about the men they speak to. Surely this is not healthy or a great impression to give?
The show works around one Internet bloggers search for romance. Claire Ward plays 30-year-old Lucy Robinson another hopeful woman in the search for Mr. Right. Whilst Lucy’s story plays out, we get the experience and opinions from ‘real’ women about their time on the crazy world on online dating.
The one obvious thing the show is lacking apart from a believable actress is a male opinion; it focuses on the fairer sex and their stories, when it should take into account the male perspective.
According to Channel 4 a staggering 7 million people signed up for internet dating last year, so it is easy to see how this show is relevant to the modern technologically advanced world we live in. With it now being easier than ever to find other singles, it becomes as easy to meet a man as it does ordering a takeaway, you simply pick what you like, try it out, if you like it have it again and if not bin it. Simple.
The show gives you an insight to the world of online dating, it does not sugar coat it either which is nice as you see various internet dating websites advertised on the TV and they all give the picture that if you were to sign up for one of these you will find love, which is not in a lot of cases true. However some do offer your money back, which let’s face it would be slightly embarrassing and frustrating to admit defeat. In my personal opinion I can see why internet dating would appeal to certain people but I stick to my guns that surely knowing basically everything about someone before you meet them takes away some of the magic of the first date.
Love virtually seems to support internet dating yet none of the women who have been chosen to feature in it seem to have amazing experiences. This show is worth a watch even if it is just for pure giggles.
Tuesday, 22 February 2011
Push it , push it...
Everyone knows that the majority of people when they start university inevitably gain a few pounds, prob's from all the fatty foods, lack of exercise and most likely the alcohol. So me and my flat mates, decided enough was enough of sitting around moaning about our excess fat, we decided we should do a work out DVD.
So out came the pussycat dolls workout, on came the leg warmers and pulled out from the depth of our wardrobes came the exercise bra's.
We locked our selves in the kitchen, banned the boys from entering and did a full hour! yes a full hour of pussycat dance routines, and they can only be described as raunchy , fast and incredibly hard! It was a giggle though. And we have promised to ourselves that we shall keep this up and try to do it at least twice a week, it shall be fun to see how long this actually lasts.
Hopefully before we return home at easter we shall be slim and sexy just like the pussycat dolls...
Well thats it for me for this blog, i'm off to have a packet of crisps...all that exercise has made me hungry. ha
Kylie xXx
So out came the pussycat dolls workout, on came the leg warmers and pulled out from the depth of our wardrobes came the exercise bra's.
We locked our selves in the kitchen, banned the boys from entering and did a full hour! yes a full hour of pussycat dance routines, and they can only be described as raunchy , fast and incredibly hard! It was a giggle though. And we have promised to ourselves that we shall keep this up and try to do it at least twice a week, it shall be fun to see how long this actually lasts.
Hopefully before we return home at easter we shall be slim and sexy just like the pussycat dolls...
Well thats it for me for this blog, i'm off to have a packet of crisps...all that exercise has made me hungry. ha
Kylie xXx
Friday, 18 February 2011
A bunch of pranksters...
What is it with guys and their boyish pranks on each other.... I never really gave this much thought until the other night after a night out with my flat mates. I witnessed the prank war in full frontal messiness.
Our flat has always been one to play jokes and have a laugh with one another... in the first week or so of university the boys started a 'flat war' with the other flat, by posting an empty condom , filled with hand cream under their door, they soon repayed us by covering our door in ketup, eggs and mustard.They even posted a note under all the flats in our block doors, an invite to a party at ours so we had random people knocking on our door all evening.
It was all fun and games, and then the boys in our flat decided to turn their creativity on each other, they have done allsorts, hidden each others mattresses, tin foiled everything in someones room, selo-taped everything to the ceiling, drawn over each other in marker pen whilst the other one has been sleeping.... even tried to get me with the old cling-film over the toilet prank , lucky i was to smart / not drunk enough and caught them out.
The other day the pranks where taken to an ultimate high, when one of the king pranksters filled a empty bin up with water and lent it against the door of another lad, so when he would open his door the bin would tip into his room and spill loads and i mean loads of water into his room.
Needless to say it was hilarious, although a bit stupid as the room will start to smell of stagnant water and then in turn the hallway will smell also.
This seemed a good way to end the prank war, yes...? Well no apparently not, according to my sources the victim of the water prank, is currently thinking up ideas of how to get him back... oh my lord this should be messy! ha!
Kylie xXX
Our flat has always been one to play jokes and have a laugh with one another... in the first week or so of university the boys started a 'flat war' with the other flat, by posting an empty condom , filled with hand cream under their door, they soon repayed us by covering our door in ketup, eggs and mustard.They even posted a note under all the flats in our block doors, an invite to a party at ours so we had random people knocking on our door all evening.
It was all fun and games, and then the boys in our flat decided to turn their creativity on each other, they have done allsorts, hidden each others mattresses, tin foiled everything in someones room, selo-taped everything to the ceiling, drawn over each other in marker pen whilst the other one has been sleeping.... even tried to get me with the old cling-film over the toilet prank , lucky i was to smart / not drunk enough and caught them out.
The other day the pranks where taken to an ultimate high, when one of the king pranksters filled a empty bin up with water and lent it against the door of another lad, so when he would open his door the bin would tip into his room and spill loads and i mean loads of water into his room.
Needless to say it was hilarious, although a bit stupid as the room will start to smell of stagnant water and then in turn the hallway will smell also.
This seemed a good way to end the prank war, yes...? Well no apparently not, according to my sources the victim of the water prank, is currently thinking up ideas of how to get him back... oh my lord this should be messy! ha!
Kylie xXX
Thursday, 10 February 2011
My shoes
I have a passion for shoes, some might say I have a slight obsession.
It all started when I was around twelve and my mum let me go shopping with my friends in the local city shopping centre by myself. I spent all my pocket money on shoes and started to build up quite a collection. Although mostly in those days it was trainers and ballet pumps that I owned, as I grew up so did my shoe collection. It developed into "Every outfit needs a new pair of shoes."
To my dad's despair I would leave them laying in the hall, four or five pairs at least would be taking all the room up in our tiny hallway. He would often shout at me "Kylie, how many pairs of feet do you have?" He would chuck them up the stairs, throw them into the dingy under-stairs cupboard, and even throw them out into the front garden. Yes, many of argument over the years would be on the subject of my shoes.
My parents even brought me a shoe rack for my room so I could store all my shoes nicely. However this just encouraged me to buy more in order to fill the rack up. I quickly gained more and more pairs. My parents even brought me my first designer pair, Jimmy Choo's (I am terrified to wear them, as they are my babies.)So therefore they are a little bit to blame.
As soon as I got my first part time job during my six form days, most my wages would go on shoes and then of course clothes to match these shoes.
When I came to uni however I made a promise to myself not to buy any more shoes. I decided enough was enough, and I kept this promise, until it was my birthday and with the money I got given I brought another 5 pairs (amongst other things.) Ok I have an addiction; I even have a part time job as well as uni in order to fund this dreadful habit. I nearly had a panic attack over Christmas, when going ice skating and I had to hand over my new shoes to the chavy looking young guy behind the counter, I literally said to him: "I know your probably just going to throw them into the rack, but please, please be careful they are new and I love them." He looked at me like I was crazy, then without a hesitation chucked them into the rack.
It has now got to be seriously worrying, as I have no room in my tiny bedroom to put all of my shoes. They are all displayed around my bed, in the shoe rack, in the wardrobe; I have shoes spilling out of every corner of the room.
Why do I need so many? Well the answer is quite simple, I am a female, I need something to cheer me up when I feel sad, something to congratulate myself with when I've done well, and something to save for. It’s much better to treat myself to something I can keep forever, rather than buy Ben and Jerry's and pig out when I’m down or go out binge drinking. However I have vowed to myself no more shoes! 45 pairs is enough now. I mean it this time....
Although I do have a fabulous new dress for a birthday party this Friday, so I may need to get some fabulous new shoes to match.
Kylie xXx
Tuesday, 8 February 2011
The great Dilemma
Okay guys , why is it that life is never simple? Why do be always want what we can't have?
I started my university experience with the attitude that I could live off of my loans and grants etc. However After scrapping by last term I decided that maybe that was not such a great way to continue this term, and a small part time job to keep my head above the water would be a good idea for me. So I searched and searched, and I found a vacancy, applied, got an interview and immediately got offered the job.Which is great right? well thats what I thought. It would mean I would be able to afford a small holiday this summer and keep me fed. However also means that I would not be able to pop home when ever I feel like a weekend back.
This causes a dilemma, as I don't get to see my friends, boyfriend or family unless they travel to see me. And even if they do manage to do this, I still have to work all day sat and most of Sunday also, so I would not really be able to see them much anyway.
So Ive thought about quiting, but in reality why would I do that? I mean I like my job, I like the people I work with and lets face it the money comes in handy.
The life us students lead is not all peachy as non-students would have you believe, we have barely enough maintenance grant&loans to cover the rent, we have to pay silly amounts to do the laundry and equipment for our courses does not come cheap. So I need this job, yet I am also a home girl who loves my trips home. It is in fact one huge dilemma.
Despite all this bitching about money and how hard it is to be a student, I would not swap it for the life I used to lead of working 9-5 everyday.
In a nutshell being a student , is the best career choice I could ever make.
Kylie xXx
I started my university experience with the attitude that I could live off of my loans and grants etc. However After scrapping by last term I decided that maybe that was not such a great way to continue this term, and a small part time job to keep my head above the water would be a good idea for me. So I searched and searched, and I found a vacancy, applied, got an interview and immediately got offered the job.Which is great right? well thats what I thought. It would mean I would be able to afford a small holiday this summer and keep me fed. However also means that I would not be able to pop home when ever I feel like a weekend back.
This causes a dilemma, as I don't get to see my friends, boyfriend or family unless they travel to see me. And even if they do manage to do this, I still have to work all day sat and most of Sunday also, so I would not really be able to see them much anyway.
So Ive thought about quiting, but in reality why would I do that? I mean I like my job, I like the people I work with and lets face it the money comes in handy.
The life us students lead is not all peachy as non-students would have you believe, we have barely enough maintenance grant&loans to cover the rent, we have to pay silly amounts to do the laundry and equipment for our courses does not come cheap. So I need this job, yet I am also a home girl who loves my trips home. It is in fact one huge dilemma.
Despite all this bitching about money and how hard it is to be a student, I would not swap it for the life I used to lead of working 9-5 everyday.
In a nutshell being a student , is the best career choice I could ever make.
Kylie xXx
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