A New Leaf

Well this is depressing, I haven't been online in so long that I've been logged out....

Several incorrect password attempts later...I'm here!

The only reason why I am finally writing this now is because I'm going to university tomorrow, yes university! So it suddenly dawned on me that I'm not going to have time to update this over the next few weeks especially after the appalling job I've been doing over the summer. I honestly do have a guilty conscience about that, with a slight tinge of regret.

Anyway, I remember writing a post just over a year ago about the hard slog of A-levels and the fact that I was chanting to myself 'one more year, just one more year' until university. Now it's here! Time does fly when you're having fun, especially when you think this day will never come! (yay, I made a rhyme..)

Moving on, a lot has happened since my last post in August.

Firstly I got my A-level results (that thing I've been complaining and freaking out about for way too long) and  you've probably gathered by now, if you've been paying any attention, is that I got the grades. Well in fact, I did much better than expected and thus I am off to study anthropology/party/freeze my ass off at Durham University. Wahey!

Then I went to Reading festival for the second time. Cue amazing 'paragraph' about the likes of Foo Fighters, Kasabian and Greenday:

It was so gooooood. Dave Grohl forever. Serge forever <3

Seriously, if I had time I'd write some sort of review. However Reading is Reading at the end of the day. Go and experience the intensity, the filth, the rowdiness for yourself and then you'll know what a special, memorable weekend it is. Next year, however, I'm determined to go to something a little different, maybe Shambala, maybe Bestival, I'm not sure yet.

In September I went to my first ever wedding....my dad's. After one massive clash of emotions, I decided to be a bridesmaid and it turned out to be a rather sweet day in the end.

Finally I went to Alicante for a week with my mate Jess (yeah, the same girl I went to Bulgaria with last year). This was our fourth holiday together! Hahaha! Purely coincidence, honest! The weather was perfect, the beach was beautiful and the sangria flowed well.

.....Then it was my 19th birthday. The dreaded One. Nine. I shudder at the thought. Last teenage year. Waaaah!

And what music have I been listening too? According to Spotify a lot of Santigold, alt-J, The Black Keys and Sigur Ros. According to iTunes; Alabama Shakes, Grimes, Passion Pit, Tribes, Neutral Milk Hotel and of Montreal. So lots and lots of music! Which one day I will talk to you about. Promise.

For now though, let Freshers' week commence!

That time, a long time ago, you know, when it was hot and stress free, I can't remember when exactly but it was fabulous.

So it's been over a week since my last blog and in that time I've been at school for six days.
So I figured this would be the perfect opportunity to do some last minute reflections on my summer holiday before it becomes just a wonderful, long-lost memory, buried deep under layers of stress and sleep-deprivation.

So I know from experience you aren't interested in reading large essays about my holiday.
So I thought why not set myself a challenge and sum up two months of glorious decadence in 5 words?

Hrmmm, I'm gonna need a thesaurus.

Eye-opening, memorable, regrettable, hilarious, the-best-one-yet.

I think the highlights were:
My mate Jess's very successful charity gig.
My two-week holiday to Bulgaria with Jess.
My weekend away in London with my mumma.

The Bristol International Balloon Fiesta.

Reading Festival 2k11!

I've tried to narrow down hundreds of photos to just three of my summer which I love and that are suitable for this blog. It was difficult and I missed out loads of brilliant photos but here they are.

This is the crowd and sunset during Reading festival. It was a glorious and rare summer's evening during Elbow's set. The atmosphere was euphoric and at that moment I wouldn't have wanted to have been anywhere else in the world. Plus Muse were about to go on, yay!

In Bulgaria, we went on a 4X4 trip through the mountains, there were fields and fields of sunflowers which was incredibly surreal. It looked like thousands of people with black faces and yellow hair were staring and judging as we passed by. Quite unnerving really.

This is me and Jess, on one of our many very jolly nights out in Bulgaria. I tried to find the least sweaty, least shocking photo. It was quite a mission!

So that's my summer in a very small and very compact nutshell. Now just to bury it like a squirrel does its acorns and maybe I'll unearth it sometime in the future, when I really need the nourishment of some nostalgic and happy memories.