Macaroni Cheese, Rice and a whole lottta Noodles

I am currently eating macaroni cheese.


No, not nice stuff. Smart Price macaroni cheese. The kind of stuff that comes out of a lovely tin with green and white wrapping. Mmmm... pass me the sick bag.


As you can probably guess, times at university are hard. I have pretty much spent most of my money and have been left with nothing but a hangover and noodles.

Also, whilst being at university I have managed to send a questionable text to my mum meant for someone else. 'What does balls deep mean Annabell?' Ummmm.......


NOT a conversation you wish to have with your mother.


I have had a tomato fight, an ice fight (not an ice cube fight, more like an ice boulder fight, may I add!) a cheese fight and last but not least I have grated cheese on someones teeth. NICE.


But after you all read this and are disgusted with my antics, I must say I have never felt as youthful in my life. If any of you have ever had a water fight after the age of 15, or gone trick and treating after 17 you will kind of get what I mean... I feel like a kid again and its amazing, its such a good feeling. A feeling I had forgotten, when filing paper, or speaking to customers on the phone, or dealing with angry customers who had something to spout off about.


I don't think at any other point in my life will I feel as young as I do here. Of course, uni is also about work and coursework and assignments and lectures and waking up on time and dragging yourself out of bed with last nights club name stamped on your forehead. But it's also given me a new lease of life if you will, life is no longer doom and gloom and I am no longer plodding along waiting for my 30th/40th/marriage/divorce/untimely death. I am a child and I bloody love it!