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*waits patiently for the judgement* Hey hey, I’m a huge music fan in case you were unaware. Sometimes I even discuss and review it on a bigger blogging website. Let’s not dawdle; here’s my top 5 fave songs of the moment that I can’t stop listening to, both old and new. Enjoy! 1. Deadcrush - alt-J When alt-J’s most recent album RELAXER was released, I only really raved about opening tracks ‘3WW’ and ‘In Cold Blood’ and was underwhelmed by the rest, in comparison to their previous all-rounder albums. However, feeling guilty that I hadn’t given one of my favourite bands a chance to really prove themselves, I gave it another listen and ‘Deadcrush’ then became a solid standout for me.  It’s an unusual song both lyrically and melodically but it’s super groovy in my opinion and toe-tap inducing after just a few listens. 2. Goodbye - Circa Waves Again, this isn’t a massively recent release, but ‘Fire That Burns’ was such a massive tune from the band’s second album D...

Spoiler alert: I hate it. In case you are not aware, I am from Liverpool, and I talk with a fairly strong, noticeable scouse accent, and I go to university in London. Do you see where I’m going with this? I am in the pinnacle position to experience the north/south divide through how people react to me, treat me and what their stereotypes are of the north in comparison to the south. Accent is the first, and I would say, only thing that really separates me from the rest of my uni who, in the majority, or so it seems, are from the south and have varying degrees of ‘southern’ accents. Apparently though, that is enough for me to be regarded as a northern alien. Despite the fact that I have proved myself to be intelligent enough to be in the same uni as these people, even studying the same or similar subjects, the discrimination is still prevalent, and I just don’t understand how in 2017, this is how narrow minded people can be with their sheltered stereotypes. Don’t misconstrue thi...

*DISCLAIMER* I don't mean this piece to detract from the victims of this attack, and it is more so just me having a bit of a vent and retelling my experience of being in very close proximity to a terrorist attack for the first, and hopefully last time. As something that has recently greatly impacted my personal life, it felt wrong not to cover it on what I want to be a fairly personal blog. Hope that makes my intentions clear. Peace, and hope you enjoy the post.                                                                                      ...

We live in a generation in which our educational paths are ridiculed and judged to the extent that what we choose to pursue, and what interests us, becomes a focus for how people react to us, and what impression they choose to have of us. I consider myself very lucky that I wanted to go to university to continue my studies into a higher education level, but unfortunately, and I could probably dedicate an entirely separate blog post to this, not everyone is very passionate about their choice of study when they are encouraged (forced) into it by their school. I feel lucky that by the time sixth form had come to an end, I was more assured than ever that my choice to do a degree in theology was right for me. But oh boy do people like to tell me different... For some reason, for which I am baffled to find, people like to rank university courses and condemn those who do something that may not fall into their idea of a 'useful' degree. I hold my hands up to the fact that theolog...

Since moving to London to study at King's College, I often get questions from friends and family about what it's like. There's no doubt that living in such a vast and busy city has both its ups and downs, and is unlike anything I've ever experienced before. Therefore, I have personal things that I've experienced and learned from, that might both help and inspire some people to live in London, or simply interest someone who would like to know a little more about 'the big smoke'. Here is just 5 of those thing that, to me, make London, London. 1. EVERYWHERE is photogenic as hell As a self proclaimed Instagram junky who will go to unimaginable lengths for an aesthetic, my first few weeks in London were spent snapping just about every skyline, building, or fancy coffee shop within the entire radius of my central London location. I was that annoying tourist stopping amongst a crowd on Waterloo Bridge, trying to get that perfect Boomerang of the London Eye; thi...

As a welcome post to my very first personal blog, it seems uncouth to start on such a depressing, and frankly, triggering note. However, with the freedom to write and post whatever I want here, I might as well get the bad stuff out of the way first. Anyone who knows me is probably thinking 'Jesus Hannah, A Levels were like a year ago, get over it', but the fact that I'm sat here now writing this, indeed a year later, says a lot about what an impact that time of my life had on me. Spoiler alert: a bad one. Maybe I should be writing this kind of stuff in a diary or something, but if one person yet to do A Levels reads and takes something positive away from this, I guess it was worth making public. I believe that the system has now changed and A Level exams all occur at the end of a two year course (and not be scare anyone away, but God help you), but I experienced the more standard AS thing, i.e two years, both with exams at the end. My mistake, and this is one I hope s...