Hannah writes about why it’s important to deserve to go to bed each night, happy with what you’ve done each day. Continue reading Oh No…My Job Doesn’t Make A Difference.
Embrace knowing that, however sad you are, at least you’re not the loser from high school who shares National Front posts on Facebook. Continue reading Oh No…Am I Happy?
Harriet explains why her choice in underwear makes her feel good and how this has impacted her body confidence. Continue reading Oh No…It’s Not Such A Secret
Mariam realises that being awkward isn’t singularly the problem for low self-esteem, but society and the burdening expectations. Continue reading Oh No…Being Me Is Awkward
Is marriage always the answer? Victoria says it’s not… Continue reading Oh No…I…Don’t?
If this post is a little bit of a ramble, I’m sorry. I’m writing with a head that feels like there’s a thousand flesh eating bees trying to make a hive in my skull. And it’s not just a hangover. Oh no. Whilst I will honestly say that Friday was a boozy evening of merriment and rib-cracking laughter, the run up to Valentines Day seemed … Continue reading Oh No…Social Media is Ruining Romance (But Not Really)
Because even if your significant other hates Valentine’s Day, you should still make it fun… Continue reading Oh No…Does She Like Valentine’s?
Stephanie’s used to people putting their finger up her bum. And not in a sexy way either. Continue reading Oh No…There’s Another Finger Up My Bum
Yes, I am a penniless graduate living back at home. The family home. I have failed in life. Well, that’s how I feel. That’s how moving back home was made to seem when I was in my third year at uni – my friends and peers were all so desperate to move out properly, whether that meant staying in our uni city or moving on … Continue reading Oh No…I’ve Moved Back Home
“A group of bloggers on a mission; we embarrass ourselves and write about it, so you don’t have to!” This is the statement taken from the ‘Oh No Not Another Blogger’ Twitter site. The mission is clear, it’s simple, it’s achievable. So far, I don’t feel quite enough humiliation has been exposed so I am now willing to take you back to just under a … Continue reading We Have a Mission
Let me get something straight: I love my mum. Really, I do. I mean, as a teenager, her over-sized, horrendous-patterned cardigans and her pixie cut haircut were awful at the time. But now I find myself stealing those cardigans and wishing she’d cut her shoulder length hair back into her Twiggy-esque cut. It makes me laugh that she uploads a new picture of our dog … Continue reading Oh No…I’m Turning Into My Mother
Usually the catchphrase for confident Kylie Jenner wannabes, towards their adversaries, is “kisses to my haters”. However, I’d like to direct this idiom and dedicate this tirade to my absent – from social media – friends in the form of: “Kisses to the absentees”. I’ve been on social media for a while and my experiences haven’t been so favourable. I pass the time clinging … Continue reading Kisses To The Absentees