Saturday, 22 March 2014

The Unis Are Coming

On Tuesday I had the pleasure of going up to Oxford and staying in Hertford College overnight as part of the Oxford Pathways programme. I did a taster day in English (which I am hoping to read at uni, starting September 2015ish), and met some wonderful people who share my passion for the subject.

The city (although it feels more like a town I must admit) is stunning beyond words, although I'm not sure if it will make it into my final five choices just yet. The whole trip had really got me G-ed up for going to university, and I'm literally buzzing to visit all the other open days after my AS's are finished with.

Excluding Oxford, I've whittled my viewing options down to 7 or 8 (it was originally 15), and to avoid some nasty petrol costs and train fairs, I think that will have to reduce even further!

At the moment the university which is really exciting me is Bristol. Its creative societies, cultural spirit and student radio (which I'm desperate to get involved with) really appeal to me, and I only discovered that they did English at a UCAS convention on Monday! Lord knows how I missed it off my list before, my brain must have been in a far off land.

Others I'm considering are Exeter, Durham, Warwick, York, Cambridge, Edinburgh and Lancaster, so it really does look as if I'm going to be having a crazy little summer of road trips!

If anybody does English (lit) at any of the unis I've mentioned, or other unis, please do comment and let me know what it's like and what made you choose it. I'd really value information from the horses mouth as such- there's so many to choose from that I don't know where to begin!
p.s. My friend is running a jewellery party for charity, if you live in the Surrey area and want to come along, check it out here!

Sunday, 2 March 2014

10 Things To Expect When You Go To A Fancy Dress Party As An Egg

Last night I went to a party as an egg. It was a guy called Jamie's party for his birthday, and the golden rule of the evening was to dress yourself up as something beginning with a letter of his name, naturally, I picked E for Egg. Whilst I was there (and whilst making the damn thing), I learnt some very important lessons about what it's like being dressed up as an egg.
1) Producing your egg costume may be one of the most trying experiences of your life. By the end of it hot glue, super glue and staples will surround you and end up in every last inch of your life (and bedroom).
2) Someone will shout 'EGGY EGGY EGGY' at you, and expect you to respond with 'OI OI OI'. Additionally, this could happen as soon as you get out of your car.
3) Half way through the evening you will effectively be forced to take off your cardboard panels, as you suspect that everyone around you is becoming increasingly irritated with the corrugated structure cutting up their arms.
4) Sitting down in your egg costume multiple times will result in you having a sore chin from the card smacking and rubbing against your jaw.
5) If you choose to wear a mini-egg headpiece, avoid all low ceilings. If you do reach a low ceiling, expect it to get caught and for you to feel a kind of half-cop whiplash.
6) You can still chip your tooth on a bottle of cider even if you're dressed as an egg. It does not make you immune to accidents despite the seemingly fantastic new extra barrier you have acquired.
7) When you dance, you can make yourself look like an egg timer if you swing your rear-end from side to side without moving your feet.
8) Other people will want to join your egg club, and make request to try on your giant fried and wholesome costume.
9) Eggspect lots of egg related puns such as 'that's costume's no yoke' and 'that costume is eggcellent'.
10) Don't expect many people to understand your sense of humour.

Friday, 28 February 2014


Here's a current artists research I'm working on for my sketchbook in the style of the wonderful James Grover. You can check out some of his work here!

Saturday, 22 February 2014

I'm 17

(I'm really sorry that's so big)
So, here we are again, another birthday done and dusted with until next February 21st. I really could not think of a more original title than 'I'm 17' for this post, largely because I've frazzled my brain from working non-stop since 10 this morning (I'm so stupid sometimes), and partly because it sounds mature, direct and imposing (just kidding, but hey, at least it's not some weird metaphor that no one reading understands).
I'm starting driving lessons ASAP, which is pretty much the only difference in my life from about a week ago, and I can't really see that there are going to be any more major changes now that the number 6 has magically been eradicated for another 10 years and been replaced with the more sleek looking 7. I mean, if anyone knows of any other perks of being 17, please, do let me know, because I am struggling on anything other than driving and things that say '17 and over'. To be quite honest, I feel like being seventeen is a bit like when you're 2 inches shorter than the minimum height requirement at a fairground. You're nearly there, but not quite.

On another note, I need your opinions please! I'm thinking of getting an Arctic Monkeys inspired print that I designed made into iPhone cases, and will (hopefully) be selling them for £12, that's if anyone's interested, so, my question to you is, would you (yes you) be interested? Let me know, and if I have enough buzz for them, I'll take the plunge and order some! Here's the design for the iphone 4/4s...
Let me know what you think, and if you'd be interested!