Half asleep half awake.

Hope you’re having a lovely evening!

I’m finally back home and in my own bed. You know that feeling where you’ve been away from home for a while and you get in your bed after ages of not being in it, and it feels like absolute heaven? Cause same.

So I went to stay with my uncle for a night the other day, and he’s currently renting a room in Godmanchester. We had a nice old evening and when it comes to bedtime I lay there staring at the ceiling. I felt so tired, yet so wide awake, which didn’t make sense considering I’d been doing stuff all day.

I decided to try and look into it, and apparently when you sleep somewhere new for the first time, you dont actually sleep properly. Your brain goes into this half defence mode because you’re not sure if it’s dangerous (even if it’s obviously safe). So when you’re staying somewhere new, you’re gonna get a shitty night’s sleep.

I slept in two new locations consecutively and I’m dying, no idea how im gonna survive when I go traveling!

Peace ♥️


Breakfast is Cereal.

Meine schönen leute! How are you all?
It’s been such a beautiful weekend! A few of my Brazilian friends decided to have a picnic in Boultham park, a beautiful place with a beautiful lake and we had a great time. So I’ve come home to Peterborough mainly to revise without distractions (get my washing done) and say hello to the family. I had no idea what to write about today, so I asked my friend Charlie, and he suggested breakfast.


People have always said to me that breakfast is the most important meal of the day. But does anyone actually know if that’s true? Personally I love breakfast and absolutely hate skipping it, I get this weird belly ache an hour later if I do… I’m also one of those weirdos who can eat absolutely anything for breakfast. Leftover spaghetti from yesterday? Fuck me up fam.

As it turns out, it probably is the most important meal of the day. Remember my previous post about fasting? Overnight whilst you sleep your body enters a fast, and when you wake up you’re meant to break that fast. Get it? Break-fast! When you do this, you kick start lots of chemical mechanisms in your body that start your metabolic processes and prepare you for the day! I also read that people who regularly skip breakfast tend to have lower levels of concentration and cognitive function than those who always eat breakfast.

I’ll leave you with these touching words from my friend Arden…
“Umm breakfast is nice, I like eggs”.

Peace ❤






I drink to forget.

Good afternoon cuties.
I hope you’ve had a nice hump-day so far! I’ve had a pretty decent day, made some breakfast, watched a Netflix thing about the history of Compaq vs IBM and smashed some revision. Remaining on today’s to-do list is; yoga, eat a roast dinner, and get absolutely mortal at quack tonight (Student union).


I always get funny looks when I tell people who aren’t at university that I’m going out on a Wednesday night. To be fair, if we’re going by worldly standards, it’s pretty weird to be going out in the middle of the work-week. Nonetheless 2 pound drinks, an endless supply of vk’s (students wkd) and cheesy music never fails to attract a student wanting to escape their degree, even for a night. A study that was conducted in Ireland revealed 4 distinct types of university drinkers:

The guarded drinker;  Will vary the amount they drink based on factors like physical size, money, who they’re with and cultural norms.
The calculated hedonist; Someone who drinks to maximize the fun of a night out, but they tend to disregard the negatives of doing so. These people usually end up going out because of their fear that they’ll miss out on something.
The peer-influenced drinker; Someone who’s motivated by a sense of belonging to a group. “Well if everyone’s getting a drink, I might as well get one”.
We’ve all been convinced by that friend who insists that “You wont remember the night that you stayed in and slept well”.
The inevitable binge drinker; Someone who will literally drink until there’s no more alcohol left. These people don’t usually see drinking as fun, but more of a problem.

If I was to self-categorize, which is never really a good idea, I’d say i’m a hybrid between a calculated hedonist and a peer-influenced drinker. What type of drinker are you?

Peace ❤



Link to the study: http://bmjopen.bmj.com/content/6/11/e011815

Good workout = happy mind.

Evening my beautiful people,

I hope you’ve had a lovely day! I’ve been massively un-productive today, was meant to revise, ended up researching mushrooms instead… I did however, manage to get a work out in! Me and my flatmate went to whitton park to do some interval training and hill sprints.

During the workout I wanted to die, my chest was hurting, my throat was sore (is that even a thing??) And my muscles were aching. Afterwards however, I felt great!Turns out, when you work out lots of feel good chemicals get released into your bloodstream, so you literally get high from exercise.

This made me think a little about how important working out is for your mental health. If you work out just twice a week, that’s twice you’re getting all of these good hormones and chemicals, that’s gonna do wonders for your head and mood!

Another day I’ll go a little more in-depth on how working out affects your mind, but for now, I’m heading to sleep!

Peace ❤


Positive thinking.

It’s a beautiful afternoon!

I hope you guys are having a wonderful summery day today! I’ve had a banging fry up, recorded a podcast and now I’m writing this whilst people watching from outside of cafe Nero. NGL one of the best things about summer is summer attire, funny how as soon as the sun comes out, it’s almost like a challenge to show as much skin as you legally can.

I’ve been on such a rollercoaster of emotions recently, from shitting myself about uni, to being super excited it’s over, to being sad about leaving all of my friends here in Lincoln. But throughout all of them I’ve tried to maintain a positive healthy attitude towards the future, and myself. I can’t even tell you how much it’s helped to be able to identify when my thoughts are turning negative, and at least try to turn them positive.

Sometimes though, positive thinking doesn’t work, and I don’t wanna be one of those guys who preaches being positive in all circumstances. For the times when it’s not working, just remember that you can ride this out and you’ll be back to your normal self in no time.

Now I’m gonna enjoy this sun whilst I can before locking myself in the labs again.

Peace ❤️