baby names.

I don't understand how adults were babies. I mean who gives birth to a baby and calls it Trevor, or Margaret.
"aww look at cute baby Margaret".
sounds fucked up.

hashtag studentlyf. shut the fuck up.

Being a student is actually quite shit.

unless your rich as fuck.

Not being able to afford clothes makes me really sad.
I wish there was a way to make money quickly other than smuggling drugs into the country and prostitution.

If your going to uni this September here's a few tips for you:

- its actually quite lonely so be prepared to watch a fuck load of TV in your room on your own
- be prepared to consume a fuck load of take-aways
- be prepared to decide to not wear pants because you don't have any clean ones left because you haven't done your washing for about 6 weeks.
- your flatmates will steal your food.
- you will steal your flatmates food.
- everyone's your best friend in freshers - this doesn't last- deal with it (ya twat)
- be prepared to meet a lot of people who are fake as fuck thinking they're going to be a different person when they come to uni when actually they're just a twat.
- be prepared to have the most fucked up sleeping pattern.
- your flatmates might be complete dickheads, make sure they know who's the queen bitch of the flat so they don't pipe up before its too late.
- uni security will be the biggest dickheads you'll ever meet.
- don't try to be the student stereotype or a lad, you'll just look like a cunt.

- be prepared to have a lot of fun

may as well introduce myself.

First things first, my names Lisa, i'm 20 and i'm studying radio production at Birmingham shitty university.

Being young is great and all that but i feel like I've come to a point in my life where i'm meant to know what i Want to do and be working towards my future etc. Some days i wake up thinking 'fuck everything, it will all Work out, just chill the fuck out Lisa!' and other days i lay in bed worrying about the fact i have no idea what I want to do.

I've now realized NO ONE KNOWS WHAT THEY'RE DOING.
Were all just making it up as we go along and if anyone says otherwise they are lying.

Think about it, 5 years ago did you ever think you'd be where your at now?
No, exactly  so we should stop worrying about it. as long as i don't start shooting up heroin and selling crack then ill be fine.

I'm constantly fighting with myself. Lazy Lisa and the Lisa who wants to do something with her life.
Lazy Lisa keeps telling me to stay at uni because your gonna be working for the majority of your life so why not have fun now.
Lisa who wants to do something with her life keeps telling me that i should stop being a lazy cunt and get a job so i can have nice things.
I cannot decide.
Fuck deciding.

Ok back to the introducing myself part.

Here's a list of things you should know about me:

-I love salsa.
-I really hate people who are fake.
-I have a weird problem where i can't stop picking my split ends.
(if i think of anything else ill let you know.)

Here's a list of things you shouldn't know about me:

-I like weeing with the door open.
-When i was younger i ate leaves for fun.
the rest you really shouldn't know and we shall keep it that way.
- once I got my head stuck in a dining 

room chair and thought I was gonna die. 

Why did i start this blog?

Just thought i'd post my thoughts about things, things i think about, even if they are shit, who cares really.