Mixing things up a little. Pictures

Have you ever taken a picture that just reflects your mood? 

This was one day last week, after a really long day. 

This weeks practical, now if only those lines were straight...

And I have 4 days to write this up 

I'm mixing things up this year, posting random nice pictures I take. 

Chandeliers 🎤

My friend took me to this posh designer shop, lol I just stood there taking pictures of their lights. 

First post of second year

Wassup readers, I hope you're all doing well. 

I'm officially blogging as a second year. I don't really know how i feel about that ha. I feel like I should know everything by now but I'm still very clueless. So what's new this year? 

I've tried to become more proactive and involved with uni social life (maybe to make friends maybe not ;)) I've become the secretary if the Biological Society, where we're currently sorting out a trip.  

I've become more involved with the Islamic Society, which I find pretty cool. I've met a lot of new sisters and we all get on pretty well Alhamdulilah (thank God) 

Second year started of really fast, like in university week 2 there was already an assignment deadline set ( which is due today) placement meeting and placement deadlines. And exams are in a couple of weeks. Even though I have 2 days off per week it really doesn't feel like it at all. I've been in Uni everyday from last Sunday to Friday. I'd say second year started of a lot more intense than first year. One obvious reason that i can think of is because of placements. A lot of us are applying for placements and the deadlines for big companies are soon, this is like the UCAS process all over again but some places will release the placement one day and then have the deadlines exactly one week from then. So you really have to be organised. 

Taking a break

Hey dudes, there will be no official blog this week as I have some deadlines to meet.
I'm in the middle of applying to placements and have just found out the application deadline is on the 24th of this month. So bear with me...

New poem: What does poetry mean to me

As promised, when my laptop is fixed I would post again. I got it back yesterday and here's a poem I wrote on the train today.

Poetry and what it means to me
poetry is a release for me,
A release from rules and social norms.
It is where I solely rely on my feelings to become creative

It's a place for me to rant
Or write a love filled ballad
I could write in iambic pentameters
Or not rhyme at all
It's where I truly express how I feel
And conceal it with metaphors
so you'll never know just exactly what I mean.

I could write about things that really matter
condemning wars
Or I could write one filled with meaningless metaphors
to a horse.

The chaos makes it beautiful,
Because everyone's mind is it's own canvass.
My words create the painting
but your mind creates the colours
So what you derive is as much mine,
as it is yours.

My poem is never fully perfect
There's always a flaw
And I guess in some weird poetic way,
it could mean that beauty isn't perfect after all?

Peace out dudes,
from yours truly