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6 March 2018

My First Kiss (Follow-Up) + Heartbreak

I'll be honest. This isn't the follow-up piece that I was expecting to write on the post 'My First Kiss on Valentine's Day at 19-Years-Old'. I expected to describe in more detail the sternness of Julian's body pressed against mine, his gentle caressing of my lower back and his oddly skew but quirky smile. This most definitely won't be that post.

23 February 2018

3 Tips to Seize the Day as a Student

I've noticed many differences (and similarities) between South Africa, where I lived for the first 18 years of my life and the UK (where I've lived for almost 6 months now). For starters, I remember catching a quintessentially British red double-decker bus for the first time last February to go to the town where I currently attend university, and at 9AM, the streets were still dead. 

20 February 2018

8 Tips to Being Social at Uni Without Drinking Alcohol

 The first three things that came to my mind when I thought about the UK before I ended up moving here were the following: 'doom and gloom' cloud-covered skies, Her Royal Highness the Queen and drinking. A whole lot of drinking. Cumulonimbus just so happens to be my favourite type of cloud, so we're all covered there. I doubt that my day-to-day life experiences would have me crossing paths with Her Majesty, so that was never really a concern for me, however, the drinking culture of the UK which I had heard about frightened me, because I don't drink.

15 February 2018

My First Kiss on Valentine's Day at 19-Years-Old

 It happened. After 19-years-worth of rom-coms and watching people make out in movies and pack on the PDA in real life, it happened to me. Little old Steph. If you think I'm going to tell you that it was wonderful, you're wrong. But, I'll tell you more about that later.

8 February 2018

6 Top Blogger's Valentine's Day Horror Stories

The closest I've ever come to having a Valentine is probably in ninth grade when Russel, the school's self-confessed 'genius' (which should already tell you something about the kind of guy he was) sent me a red, rectangular card scribbled with three sentences of grey pencil in the most illegible ninth-grade-boy-like-handwriting you could imagine. After staring at the one-sided, card presented to me with a heart-shaped chocolate wrapped in red glossy foil for a few minutes, I could just about make out what Russel's attempt at wooing me was: He'd half-scribbled whatever Shakespearean quote on love he could find (I mean... good on him for going to William on matters of the heart) but for some reason which still baffles me to this day, in the age of Google, he couldn't finish the quote and instead jumped straight to "Will you be my Valentine." A part of 19-year-old me wishes boys were this blunt, and frank when it comes to love now- but surely Valentine's day calls for a bit more peppering of adjectives?

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