I know I haven’t posted a monthly update in ages and I’m going to be honest: I don’t know if I want to keep going with it. It’s not because I don’t enjoy it—I’ve mentioned in the past that it’s one of my favourite things to blog about—but I struggle to find stuff to say sometimes, especially during boring, education-filled months. Some of it sounds super repetitive and I don’t want to include too much inane stuff. I’ll try and post updates during holidays like Christmas or spring break where I have more interesting things to talk about, but I won’t be doing it every month like I used to.
But in other news, how have I been?
For starters, I’m officially not a teenager anymore!
I’m not one to celebrate birthdays. Not massively, anyway; a simple night in/house party with my closest friends is more of my jam, so that’s exactly what I did. I had ample amounts of vodka and snacks, my friend ran out of time to make me a birthday cake and so compensated with Sainsbury-brand chocolate muffins with less than twenty candles to top it off and I was too pissed to remember half the night.
Fast forward to about a week later where an actual birthday cake was made in my honour.
Another interesting bit of the month was Stamp Out Stress Week, which means petting zoo!
I missed my bloggiversary (June 3) because I was in the middle of an unplanned blogging slumber. That sucked. I promised myself that I won’t miss it next year. Hopefully, I’ll still be posting by then.
But I just want to say thank you to everyone who’s followed me on this site thus far and supported me and my content. I never thought I’d make it this far i, considering my numerous failed attempts to blog in the past. I have 120 followers (and counting!) to date and I can’t wait for my posts to reach more people and, maybe, inspire them to write and express themselves as well. Bring on next year!
Also, shoutout to when me blog used to look like this:
My family came to visit me over the summer. Well, and also because my sister is off to university next year and their main goal is to check out a couple of places. But they might as well stop by whilst I’m still here. We went touristing to places like Legoland, Bicester Village, amongst others.
They also got to meet my boyfriend for the first time. I think they approve of him.
June was also the month in which I started my new job at another restaurant. I think the fact that I took advantage of the holidays to work more hours have made me sick of the place faster than I would’ve liked; the charm of it has worn me down to the core. In saying that, food service may not be everyone’s idea of a good time, but I genuinely do enjoy cooking. That was the only reason why I don’t mind going for other food-related jobs. I just hate that I’m shackled down with responsibilities and management screwing us over constantly.
Oh, and Wonder Woman was a thing of June as well. I’d write a review about it, but you can’t expect to be able to contain all my happiness and excitement in one post after that glorious masterpiece.
So this month, I went not to one, but two PRIDE events: first in Bristol,
then in Bath.
The Bristol one was more eventful than Bath’s; I assume it’s because it’s a bigger city. I didn’t stay long, unfortunately, because I had to get back home at some point and I don’t trust Bristol’s public transportation. One thing I will say is that it’s always better to have company with you—like-minded company, for obvious reasons. Not saying that you can’t go on your own, but fun is always tripled, maybe even quadrupled, when you have a crowd of good friends with you.
I started interning at the Bath Postal Museum as their data entry operator. My job is, essentially, to digitise hard copies of data. I was also promised a role in fixing the museum’s website, but someone else has taken up the task so I’ve yet to lay my hands on it. But so far, so good. I’ve transferred more data than the original staff ever did—and that’s because 99% of the staff are all retired and their joints are not as useful as they were during their prime. They also think I’m smarter than I actually am because I know my way around Windows XP and have functional fingers that can type as fast as my eyes can read.
I know it sounds like I’m taking the piss, but I really enjoy working here. I’m only there for three hours once a week—and even then it’s a bit much for me because I can’t sit still for the life of me—but I have such a strong love for history. Literally any part of history, I will eat it right up. I’ve learned so much about the UK’s postal service and their idiosyncracies in the past two months I was there. Did you know that Terry Pratchett was one of the museum’s patrons? I’ve yet to read his books, but that got me well excited. I never considered how happy I could be working in a museum until I was here.
Nothing particularly interesting happened in August other than me and the Queer Baking Squad™ going to a pop-up theme park. It was the most fun I’ve had all summer long—which, now that I say it out loud, sounds kind of sad. That’s what you get for being on a work grind, I suppose.
But back to the subject of theme parks. The Carter Steam Fair is especially unique not only because it’s pop-up, but also because of its theme. It’s chock full of classic theme park rides, but with a steampunk twist—mostly in terms of design. Had it been for its engineering, it would probably be a work hazard. If they were to show up again next year, I’ll definitely be there.
It is birthday month for the boyfriend—and what better way to show your love and devotion than to post pictures of him looking like the loveable idiot he is.
And also get him a card.
And how could anyone forget gifts? I got him two—that wasn’t planned. My original gift was an RPG Maker because he’s mentioned once that he wanted to make his own game one day. The The Witcher 3, a game he’s been meaning to get since forever, happened to go on sale on the week of his birthday. And guess what? I got him that as well. Game of the Year edition as well, so that includes the main game and every single DLC, amongst other things, I’m assuming.
Let’s just say he’s well chuffed about everything.
Looking back at summer, now that it’s coming to an end, I really how shitty I’ve been at taking care of myself—and my bank account. I sleep in constantly, I got takeaway every other night. I needed to sort myself out before the stress of higher education rears its ugly head again. So I started cooking more healthy, homemade meals. Every time I go out, I either make an effort to choose the healthiest option on the menu or just wait it out and cook for myself at home. It’s only been a couple of weeks since I made this change and I’m already feeling so much better about myself.
Now all I have to do is add exercise to the equation. Granted, I’ve been walking pretty much everywhere throughout the summer, so that’s got to count for something. I would usually go swimming, but since the local pool is currently under renovation, there’s nothing I can do about that. I did want to get into running over the holidays, but thanks to work, I always come home absolutely shattered and end up crashing for all of the next day—if not do it all over again. And since because the weather has taken a turn for worse, I’ve decided to keep up with walking. It’s mild exercise, but it’s better than doing nothing at all.
I haven’t indulged myself in photography as I have last summer, but I did take some aesthetically pleasing shots.
And that’s my summer wrapped up in one, neat post!
If you’ve made it this far into my post, thank you for reading! How was your summer? Was it all that you could’ve hope for? Or did you work your days away like I did? Let me know in the comments and I’ll see you in my next post!
Until next time,