So I realise I haven’t blogged in a while and there is a reason for that! I had a job – a job writing news pieces for a news website in London, and I’ve just found out that the entire team of writers has been fired because the company went bust and wasn’t making money.
If I’m being totally honest, I’m not that shocked; I knew it was risky going into a start up company with absolutely no fall back option, but at the time I didn’t think of that – I had a job! The pay was awful but the experience was all that mattered, and I have nothing.
Except for Netflix.
Who will never leave me. Continue reading
After nine seasons, the last episode of How I Met Your Mother aired earlier this week, and the subject has since taken over the internet. For fans of the show, the finale was either a dream come true, or a slap in the face.
The best friends will wingman for their best friends. That’s a fact that one of my friends Tas knows all too well, only because I’m currently competing to be his “official wingman” against our other friend David.
The competition itself is pretty simple: whoever gets Tas a date first, wins! The only rules are she must be between the ages of 18 and 22, must “be considered above a 6”, and can’t be found on a dating site.