A League of One’s Own

Takes a while to get to the good stuff – last bit ftw

Adele Archer Writes

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I’m a married woman with two kids so this no longer applies to me, but when I was younger and a fully-fledged member of the dating-game; I had a very firm belief. In the matter of romantic liaisons, I strictly adhered to ‘leagues’. Now, if you’re wondering exactly what I mean by ‘leagues’, here’s a brief summary of the ideology. One should ideally court/date/set one’s cap at somebody who falls within their league of attractiveness…

Now hear me out before you grab your lit torches and pitchforks. Beauty should be in the eye of the beholder, but our society seems to have dictated what beauty is without consulting the rest of us. Tall, skinny, symmetrical face; that’s the gold standard (don’t shoot the messenger). So that being said, I’m no great shakes in the looks department. If I’m being entirely honest, my nose its a little too big…

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Exam Conditions

I have just finished my first week of mocks. Hooray! But I have another lot next week *goes and cries in the corner*. I need to get a few things off my chest, and where better to do that than on the Internet!

Okay first, why do they make the exam hall so frickin’ cold? They want you to write a three page English essay in an hour, but you can’t concentrate because you are shivering like mad…or as my friend said, ‘shaking like a brick’. How can they expect me to find a quadratic equation if my eye balls are turning into ice cubes? It is so cold in there that I resorted to wearing a long sleeve t-shirt under my polo shirt.

Secondly, they said you can have a clear drink bottle. I had a see-through purple bottle and I got told off for it. I mean, did…

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