I’m pretty new to this blogging thing. Or more like, I’m new to starting a blog and actually carrying it on for longer than one, incredibly poor, I’m embarrassed to have studied English, post. But, so far I’ve only written serious stuff so now I’m going to try a new angle.
I’m an 18 year old girl, an undergraduate, who loves chocolate and nice knickers. I’m quite possibly the biggest Harry Potter geek ever. As a kid I used to dress up with my brother in our dressing gowns- I was always Ron or Hagrid for some reason… I know all the words to the Hogwarts school song, joined Harry Potter club as a kid, played Quidditch and was unbelievably gutted when I turned 11 and I never got my acceptance letter 😦
I have three brothers. I feel incredibly sorry for my mum being the only woman in the house since I’ve moved out. At least she has the dog for decent conversation. One of my brothers is 16 (he’s a grumpy little shit) and the other two are 3 and 11 months. Imagine the shock I had when I found out my mum was pregnant after 13 years of no babies and no inclination towards having any more! And my parents are not very good at breaking news. I was sat in the kitchen, happily eating my dinner when my mum put a positive pregnancy test next to me. I’m still not sure what came over me, but I just started shouting,
“It’s not mine! I promise you! I’m not pregnant!!! I’ll do another test if you want! It’s not mine! I don’t know where you found it, but it’s not mine!”
I think my mum was a bit suspicious after that.
Apart from my Harry Potter obsession, I’m a typical student. I go out too much and I drink too much and I sleep too much and I work…. well…. occasionally.
As you may have already read, I do suffer from OCD, which is perhaps one of the reasons why I chose to study Psychology at university. And no, I cannot read your mind and yes, Psychology is a proper science! (kind of).
As a kid, I always wanted to work with animals, which is weird because now I’m probably going to end up working with people. In year 2, when we were asked what we wanted to be when we were older most people said, “a footballer,” “a princess,” “a fireman!” And I was the weird kid who turned around and said, “an RSPCA inspector.” Yeah, I don’t know where I got that from.
I’ve been incredibly lucky to have gone to a really good school that gave me loads of amazing opportunities. Through my secondary school career I’ve hiked to the top of the Atlas Mountains (the highest mountains in North Africa), I’ve haggled in the markets of Marrakech (I got a wooden giraffe down from 250 dirhams to 50!). I’ve been to Costa Rica and had a red-eyed tree frog jump on my face. I’ve watched as over 90 baby leatherback turtles were hatched and watched as they pulled themselves across the beach and into the water. I’ve partied in a Costa Rican bar, drinking Corona with the locals and dancing to the live reggae music. I’ve been body surfing in the Caribbean sea and nearly drowning in a waterhole. Oh, and I can’t forget (unfortunately), being soaked through my waterproofs in Wales.
I love writing. I promised my granddad every time I saw him when I was younger that I would write him a book. I would always start but I never finished. And although I’ll probably never see him again, and he probably won’t read this, or even know that I’ve written it, I hope that this will do fine. It might not be a book, but it’s my life, and my story.
Thanks for reading : )