It’s Monday morning and I’ve got the day off. I woke up early, had a coffee and immediately sat down to get on with some uni work. I’m feeling positive about the week. It’s going to be a good one. I’m going to eat well, exercise and be really productive. The hours are ticking and while I still feel good, there’s a slight feeling in my chest that I was a little too positive about this week. I’m at placement Tuesday until Friday, I might not have time for the gym and I won’t get much dissertation done this week.…

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Film has always been a part of my life. Some of my earliest memories are of sunny weekend afternoons sitting in front of the television with my Dad watching some black and white film from the 40s or a classic like The 7th Voyage of Sinbad. As a child my parents bought me Disney film after Disney film on VHS and I would watch my favourite scenes repeatedly, particularly Colonel Hathi’s March from The Jungle Book for some reason. As I got older my interest turned to a hobby. Every school holiday was spent trying to fit in as many…

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January has been a weird month. It has dragged so much that I’m really very glad to see the back of it. Almost every spare second in January has been taken up by reading. I set 50 books as my target for 2018 but if I keep up my reading the way January has gone, I’ll have no problem hitting that. I also decided that I was going to watch more films in 2018. In my teenage years I spent whole days watching film after film and that has tailed off in the last few years but this month I…

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As a child I always showed interest in how things worked. The house was full of Lego that would keep me occupied for hours, I loved watching science shows on television and I never grumbled about having to do maths homework. Childhood me had no idea that science and maths were deemed ‘not for girls.’ But as I got older, the realities set in. When I received toys with instructions to build at Christmas, the manuals would quickly be taken off me in favour of a man doing the job, and when I would ask to play with my nephew’s…

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I am a professional conflict avoider. I can’t actually ever remember having an argument with anyone that wasn’t my parents or boyfriend because I always just bite my tongue and try to put the disagreement out of my head. However, not everyone goes around wearing their I hate conflict hat on like I do. Last year there were a few times when I had to deal with some difficult people and while at the time it felt awkward and horrible, I’ve learnt a few things from it that I want to share. Weigh Up Your Options As someone who doesn’t…

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I want to write but the words are trapped in my mind. I keep writing and deleting, writing and deleting, writing and deleting. Sometimes writing feels cathartic, other times I look back at what I’ve written and wonder why I wasted my time. So much time that could have been spent doing ~productive~ things. My head aches with the amount it is holding. There are deadlines, conversations I had years ago, emotions, story ideas, plans, memories, what I’m having for dinner and where did I leave the phone charger, but when I sit down at a blank page, I can’t…

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