General, Travel

To Malaysia. And Beyond!

I’m not sure I have mentioned this enough yet, but I am going travelling around the world soon. In fact, I fly seven weeks yesterday. Now as it is August, I can say I fly next month. It’s so exciting, I literally can’t wait. I thought it was about time to think about packing and getting all my documents together. Probably a good thing right? I also decided, along with my travel partner, what the next leg of the journey should consist of.

We’ve already booked a (expensive) tour that takes us right through Cambodia, Vietnam, and Laos, and allows us to completely travel the North of Thailand, and see Bangkok. We have an orientation in Bangkok sorted for a few days, and then we have our teaching places all sorted (as much as they can be at this stage) until March. Then nothing. Meeting my parents in July in Florida has been in place as the final element of the journey for a while, but what we plan to do in between had remained unknown.

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General, University

Don’t cry because it is over. Smile because it happened.

Me at graduation
Me at graduation

Graduation. I’ve been through 18 years of education, and I come out of it with a piece of paper, and a mountain of photographs. Today, well yesterday now technically, I graduated from Lancaster University with a degree in Geography. I can now have BSc Hons at the end of my name. Not that I am going to start writing my name with that on the end, but it is nice to know I could do, y’know, if I wanted to.

Real-life, and future, and careers, and ‘what are you going to do next?’ As soon as you finish one chapter, everyone starts asking about the next. Today has made me realise that it’s fine to not know what I want to do, because I reckon I was definitely in the majority with the slight feeling of being lost. I’ve decided that is a good thing now. I will hopefully just wander until I fall into something I enjoy.

After hours of wearing those robes, I was a) boiling, and b) suddenly aware of how I walk normally. De-robing made me realise how heavy the robes etc were. I was quite content in them, and even though we all looked like idiots in the sun on a warm day, robed in extra-layers, extra black layers, it was a nice feeling to be able to wear them. I don’t feel that happy with all the photos, but I am so glad we took way too many. I mean, way way way too many. We are talking hundreds. There were some candid ones that we didn’t realise we being taken, which was a nice surprise, we all look so happy.

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I Like Sportz and I Don’t Care Who Knows

I know quoting a Lonely Island lyric title (I know I have changed the ‘We’ to ‘I’ for any avid Lonely Island fans) is a little bit corny, but it completely sums up my last few weeks. My blog has so far solely centred around my University education ending and moving on, and while that is all well and great, it’s not all I am about. I love sports, a ridiculously large amount. I follow a lot of sports reasonably closely, I’m usually pretty useful on a pub quiz team in the sports round, I even have a pair of sports related tattoos, so I am sure, if you take all of this information and think about it, the last few weeks have been unbelievable for me. Well, months really.

I don’t really know how far to go back with my sporting obsessions for the year, so I am thinking, brush over the fact that my favourite player became darts world champion for the first time, and that the Winter Olympics were awesome this year – especially as I was able to watch everything (the beauty of a European host city.)

I am a huge football fan. It is without doubt my favourite sport to watch, and the sport I follow most closely. I am a Liverpool fan (for anyone who doesn’t know me, and hasn’t read my bucket list, I would like to stand in front of the Kop on the Anfield Turf, and I would like to see them win the league.) This year was great, heartbreaking, but great. For the first time since I was born (my Mum always reminds me we haven’t won the league since the year before I was born) I thought Liverpool were going to go all the way, and even though we were pipped to the post by Man City at the end, it was great to see my local team back where they belong at the top of the league, and qualifying for the Champions League again.

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General, University

Home, Sweet Home…?

Earlier this week, I stood on Lancaster Railway station waiting for the 14:39 Virgin train to London Euston for the las time, and I had a thought: “Do I Instagram this moment? It’s probably significant.” I never bothered, can’t say (yet) that I regret that. I still haven’t had that “this is it, this is the end moment” that everyone else on my Facebook feed seems to be having. I haven’t completely moved out of Lancaster yet, a load of my stuff still sits in my house there, but I have moved back into my parents house until I travel in September, so full all intents and purposes, I no longer live there. Maybe it will hit me when I need to find places in my room for all my stuff, or when I pack the last box of kitchen utensils for the last time, or maybe it will be when I stand alongside my friends at Graduation. I just don’t see it happening. Even though I won’t be able to go back like my friends will next year, when they need a break from the real world, I just don’t really get that end moment.

There are things about being home that are just awesome: having a decent shower, the ability to have a nice relaxing bath without feeling like you’re in a cave with a cave troll jumping above you (our extractor fan was rather noisy), being able to sit downstairs without worrying about next doors cat climbing through the window, having a big TV that has sky and HD and record and shows sport how it should be watched, the dishwasher (not having to wash all the dishes is vastly underrated) a separate washer and dryer, a garden, cars to pop to the shops in, better food, bath towels (not Disney beach towels – as much as I love them, there is nothing like getting out of the bath and wrapping yourself in a fluffy bath towel), family, and Liverpool.

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Let me introduce myself

Hi, I’m Liz and I’m a 22 year old sports fan, traveler, reader, film-watcher, and writer from Liverpool.

I’ve just completed a BSc Geography degree at Lancaster University, and have no idea what I am going to do in the future. So feel free to hop along while I make sense of everything and flounder in the real-world.

As I have nothing else to say, I thought I would share a few of my favourite quotes that I think/hope tell you more about myself:

  • “Not all those who wander are lost” JRR Tolkien
  • “I have no special talents. I am only passionately curious” Albert Einstein
  • “I am and always will be the optimist. The hoper of far-flung hopes and the dreamer of improbable dreams” Matt Smith as Dr Who
  • “People generally see what they look for, and hear what they listen for” Harper Lee
  • “You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me” Oscar Wilde
  • “Laughter is timeless, imagination has no age, and dreams are forever”Walt Disney
  • “Me I’m dishonest, and a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly it’s the honest ones you have to watch out for, you never can predict if they’re going to do something incredibly stupid”Johnny Depp as Jack Sparrow
  • “But if this ever changing world in which we live in makes you give in and cry, say live and let die” Paul McCartney
  • “Geographers don’t get lost; they merely explore” Catherine O’Toole
  • “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover” Mark Twain
  • “I solemnly swear that I am up to no good” JK Rowling

This will stay up on my about page until, well, I change it, but I thought i would introduce myself properly.

So yes, Hi, I hope you’re well. If you fancy it, follow me on here, and on twitter (@LizHannah25) and Instagram (LizWhitehouse25).

General, University

Feeling Whelmed

At this exact moment, I am sitting in my friend’s living room with exactly no things to do. (Well, I need to sort the bins out, and I need to pack, but they are thankless tasks, so I’m employing all powers of delusion about that.) Operation ‘UseAllTheRemainingFoodUp’ is firmly a-go, and of course there is the World Cup and Wimbledon on the TV; none of these actually fill my time completely though. Turns out University filled more of my life than I realised – even when I was sat round doing nothing over the past 3 years, I was thinking about Uni things, which basically counted as Uni work, right? Procrastination was so much more fun, and time consuming, when I had actual stuff to do with my day.

Over the past year I have accumulated a load of random food items (rolled oats, fajita mix, tuna, vegan mince, and a kilo of dry kidney beans to name but a few) that seemed like a great buy at the time, but are now sitting unused in my cupboards and freezer (to be fair, I did ‘Live Below The Line‘ for UNICEF where I needed cheap food to fill me up – if you’ve never heard of this, check it out, it’s worth doing, or at least looking into, really opens the eyes – I’ve linked the page for you!) So far, my friend and I have cooked faji-ttos (which are our attempt at mixing the best of fajitas and burritos into one glorious Mexican food-fest) and a chocolate orange flapjack (which we naturally put with Ben&Jerry’s Chocolate Fudge Brownie Ice Cream – because, well, it would have been rude to the ice cream to leave it in the freezer uneaten. Obviously.) I wish I had eaten this well for the rest of the year, I mean, I cook most of my food from scratch – I would say I can sort of cook reasonably well – but I have had all these ingredients there for 12 months. Sigh, of course I learn at the end of Uni.

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The beginning of the end, or the end of the beginning?

Everything is finishing: my job, living away from home, and the biggie: University.

Most of my work experience has involved a few months here and there, or working with older colleagues, or been something to get enough money to complete my next adventure (Kenya, Iceland, University…) This bar job was a little different. To a point, I missed working, but I also wanted to make as much money to do something when I finished my degree (this was originally going to be buy a house – how exciting). Working for Lancaster Uni tourguiding, and later designated alcohol provider and hangover solver has been a really joy, I’ve met some awesome people, and even though I knew it had to end, I wasn’t expecting the slight hole that would be left when I no longer poured pints or prepared pizzas. To anyone and everyone who I’ve served this year’ it has been a pleasure; to all those I’ve worked with, you know who you are, thanks, it’s been memorable.

Considering how much leaving a job of a year has left me, I am sure you’ll understand how much the next bit is hitting me. Well, I say that, I’m slightly lying. I have watched my friends have that moment of realisation. I don’t know if it’s because I worked later than them, whether it just hasn’t hit me yet, or whether I am just cold-hearted, but I haven’t had that ”wow, it’s over moment” yet. Maybe it will come when I move out for the last time, and move back into my parents house for the tangible future. I don’t think I am too bad when I move back in (sorry if I am Mum) and I am extremely thankful I can just move back in, but it just doesn’t feel like home anymore. Once you’ve lived on your own, it really sucks to move back in with your parents, and their way of doing things.

With the end of University comes the end of 18 years of education. For along time, especially during some of my early months in Lancaster, I had been waiting eagerly for this freedom, but now that it has arrived, I don’t know what to do with myself. I have been in education since I was 4, so excluding my gap year (in which I worked for resits and looked forwards to uni) I have spent 18 years developing, learning, and living in a regimented world in which I felt comfortable, but also, in which I felt like I had a purpose and a place. Throughout these years, I have said so many times ‘I don’t want to do that’ or ‘I don’t want to go in today’ or ‘God, this is boring’. I hate to admit it, but whenever parents, or teachers, or any generic but legitimate adult says to you ‘One day you will look back and think they were the best days of your life, so don’t waste them” they were so right. Continue reading “The beginning of the end, or the end of the beginning?”