Guess who’s back… Back again.

Hello and welcome to the whitest titled post you’ll (hopefully) ever encounter on this blog. Sound those church bells because I am back.

Turns out Ferris Bueller wasn’t wrong. After my last post in May, life came at me pretty quickly and my plans for blogging at least once a fortnight flew out the window along with my “I’m gonna go to the gym three times a week” plan. I finished uni, travelled Europe for three weeks, started an internship, moved house and then graduated at the beginning of September. Oosh.

I tried to pronounce Ljubljana to a train conductor and got laughed at
Bloody tourists

I’ve been at my new internship and in my new house for three months now – even though it feels like it was only three weeks ago that I was getting my dissertation bound (binded? Neither me or Google are sure). But all the while blogging has been hovering around in the back of my mind. I’ve been blogging on and off since I was about 17; I love it. But for some reason I got so bogged down in the idea that I needed to have a “comeback” post that would knock everybody’s socks off that I pressured myself out of doing it.

According to some #inspirational quote I read on Instagram, the way to get back into any form of writing is to just write. I have a hundred different blog post ideas, so I’m just gonna write them and see which ones have legs and see which ones don’t. I’m doing the blogging equivalent of throwing shit at the wall and seeing what sticks. You’re welcome.

My hair got poofier…
…and poofier…
…and poofier throughout the day.


The one thing I do know is that I don’t want to half-arse anything. I don’t want to look back over the blog posts I write now, in six months time, and delete half of them. I want to write things I will still be proud of; culling blog posts is something I hate and also really cba to do.

The other thing I know (so turns out I know two things, crazy) is that I want my voice and personality to come across more on here. I’ve found the bloggers and vloggers that I engage with the most are the ones who don’t subscribe to this weird upper middle class lifestyle that so many successful bloggers seem to live now. I’m on an interns wage fgs – the only thing I have to offer this blog is my sense of humour.

Nobody ~returns to blogging~ without doing a post explaining where they’ve been, so there’s mine. Now I’m actually gonna get on with stuff somebody might be interested in reading.

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