Well hello there… I’ll stop with the Ws now. I was going to see if I could write this whole post in alliteration, but I thought that was far too much faff. It’s been a month since I was a uni student. I had my summer, I swiftly got bored of having so much free time, and as of a week and a half ago, I am officially a full-time employee. Eek! See, I’m not going to talk much about work. Not about what I do specifically or where I work or who I work with. Just that I am having

The end is near. In 12 hours, I will wake up much like Princess Anna of Arendelle on Coronation Day and it will begin. The day three years of work has led up to. The day that will be documented and printed on every single family member’s wall for the rest of my life. The day I graduate from the University of Birmingham. I thought I’d do this one in true ‘The School Saga’ fashion and write as I think. it’s Monday night, I have spent my last two hours ChatGPTing and googling

Almost 20 years in the education system has come to an end and I just feel kind of… numb. I got my results yesterday for my final year assignments, my dissertation and the classification I will be graduating with in just a few weeks. I’d been dreading it for ages; I always get this way with school results where I make myself sick with worry that I am going to fail. I have never failed anything before so I don’t know why I always think I will. I didn’t fail this time either.

I’m baaaaack! Did you miss me? I sure as hell missed you. Some of you may have noticed that this blog hasn’t been much more than a barren wasteland for the past year and a half. The particularly eagle-eyed among you may have also realised that endofapaige was actually just another ‘server not found’ floating around the ether of the internet for nearly a year. There’s good reason for that… I’ve just been busy man. I started endofapaige when I was 17. It started, first and fo

The title sounds a lot more thrilling than this actually will be. Not because I didn’t thoroughly enjoy my time, but because Magaluf has a reputation of parties and alcohol and rowdiness that we didn’t engage in. We tried to, go out on the piss one night, but apparently PMS mixed with alcohol mixed with your first holiday alone just results in crying. Don’t ask why, I’m not really sure why I cried. Anyway, Magaluf 2023. A week in Spain, no parents, no responsibility. Me, my b

As summer comes to an end and my A-Levels loom closer I am forced to reflect on just what I did with my time. And I think for once in my life I can truly say I’ve been productive. Okay I left all my homework until the last week, I haven’t revised for a single subject and by no means am I prepared for the school year ahead of me, but I’m not itching to go back to a routine like I have in past years. It must be the best summer yet. For a long time I didn’t have many friends, I