Oh the month of May.

Wow so many things have been going on this month.
I haven't blogged in ages as I don't even know where to begin...
I've almost finished work placement and my WHOLE first year at uni. It's gone ridiculously quick and I'm not sure I'm ready to move out of my beloved house 80. There's been many house parties, drinking sessions and quizzes since I last wrote.
It's been so nice to spend time with everyone the last few weeks before we head off for summer in a few days.
SUMMER, finally. The weathers been lush today, although I'm not feeling stupid enough to sit in the sun again this time, for an unnatural amount of hours and get a horrendous sunburn.
So my new love for telly atm is the Ricky Gervais show, of course. I've been watching the old series as Karl Pilkington never fails to amuse me with his brutal English mannerisms.
I also have a strong relationship in this beautiful weather for Rekorderlig (a fruit cider 10000000000000000000 times better than kopperberg) although it is quite expensive and hard to find.
My sister's three next week which makes me feel so old. She's grown so fast and I hate the fact that I'm missing so much because I'm at uni. To make it up to her over summer I'll be her play friend on call. When she wants to paint, I'll provide it, when she wants to bake, I'll be the one who washes up and when she wants to watch a whole series of peppa pig, I'll be sitting there on the sofa with her pretending that Suzie sheep is my favourite.
I miss being a kid. Uni has forced me to grow up so much. You take your childhood for granted, some of the best years of your life.

I was thinking today how one decision could change your career, lifestyle and happiness. Think wisely as it could be a choice that affects your whole life.
That's deep.

Oh hey y'all.

I guess it's been a while since I've blogged. I've started work placement and been working weekends which has been pretty damn hectic. As the hardcore student I am, still managed to go out last night OF COURSE. Stayed till closed, which very rarely happens. I always find it awkward when clubs turn the lights on at the end of a night... you get to see how the really 'hot' guys actually aren't so nom, what some females actually call an outfit, fyi... butt cheek out is horrific. No one honestly wants to see your gelatin flab that's trying desperately to escape from your shorts. SO GROSS, leaves nothing for the imagination ladies.
I've found a new love for an act on bgt. The Loveable Rogues. Having stopped singing their song lovesick since I heard it on their auditions. Gotta admit my fave has to be the guy from Essex, representing and all that, plus I just think it's really cool that he plays the uccilali.
I'm counting down the day's until I have to move out which is so much effort. 14 today. I like the thought of seeing family/friends I haven't in ages but seriously going to miss my Winchester sluts. BIG TIME. I died a little inside when I didn't see them much over Easter. Also the thought of moving out of west downs doesn't tickle my fancy. I like living with everyone. We got the girls downstairs, Grace across the street, my booty call their 24/7 (I'm kidding). Everyone knows everyone here and it's a sad thought that I'll probably never be here again! House 80... always where the party is.
Winchester is renowned for it's ducks now as they're always about. Usually in a group of three, I named two (Gertrude and Wilfred) then gave up. I must express my disgust for duck rape at this moment in time, I know its nature and what have you but humans don't agree with rape so why should ducks! It's horrific to hear/see and I'm sure people like Gertrude dislike it and find it extremely uncomfortable.

So that's all I got for you guys, too tired to write anymore.
Peace.

My sister.

Okay so apart from my mum, the most important person in my life is my gorgeous sister/ goddaughter Gemma. She's what I miss most about being home and I'm ecstatic that I'm going to make it to her 3rd birthday this month. 3 already. Time flies. I was doing my GCSE's when she was born, what a manic time in my life. The first time I held her I couldn't help but cry, she was so tiny and had the most amazing sparkling blue eyes. So yeah since she's got older I am labelled 'auren' as she struggles to pronounce L's in a word, I'm pretty sure she can now but I'll settle for auren, I think its cute. Very much unlike me, she has alot of attitude. Often tells me and others to chill out, and decides to steal my seat every time I leave the room.
We have now got to the stage where sometimes she'll call me up for a chat. Talk about the clothes she's wearing or what she did at dance class last week, usually the answers 'we did tiptoes auren, and the wiggle'. Melts my heart some of the things she says. The best thing is when you cry or she senses your upset she'll just hug and sit with you. Gem's the only person who can really cheer me up, no matter what mood I'm in she'll just make me so much happier.
We also have so much in common, both love dancing, eating party rings and watching nickelodeon.
She's my world. My little Gem.

My beautiful family.