Dear Bubbles,

I had loads of things to write about but just got distracted by the Powerpuff Girls Wiki page. It’s like they were writing about the three of us, give or take a few things that are the wrong way around.

Name : Blossom
Based On: Olivia
Personality : Everything Nice
Epithet: “The Smart One” (yes, I have decided Powerpuff GIrls have epithets. Leave me alone)

“She is often seen as the most level-headed, and composed member of the group and also strong and determined. She can also be overly analytical at times. She tends to “mother” Bubbles and Buttercup, and often tries to play peacemaker between the two if they fight but ironically she is quick to argue with Buttercup who acts on impulse as opposed to her analytical nature. (Oh that’s right, everyone pick on Buttercup.) She is naturally caring to mainly her sisters, but also the Professor as well.  In the episode “Power-Noia” Blossom has nightmares about failing a test for which she forgot to study.”

Seriously who writes this stuff, it’s like they’re following her. The good, smart, mature, leader one, with the really awesome blog that if you like Furniss-Roe sisters you should totally check out. And if you don’t then you shouldn’t be reading this anyway. Scram!

Name: Bubbles (Sorry couldn’t help it)
Based On: Emma
Personality: Sugar
Epithet: The Cute One

And I quote: ” She was named for her cute and bubbly personality, as revealed when she giggled after the Professor named Blossom. She can read and understand Japanese manga and understand people who speak Spanish. (maybe a bit more like Olivia but still. Also she had a toy octopus, unfortunately called Octi.Or maybe not:) she uses a word for word translationrather than the thought-for-thought method of people more fluent in foreign languages. (How’s that Chinese going?) Bubbles can also communicate with various animals – cats, squirrels and even monsters. (If any of us could talk to monsters it would be you. And llamas.) Bubbles is defined by her innocence, playfulness and gentle demeanor, having a tendency to be naive, ditzy, submissive, timid and sensitive. These traits initially caused those around her, especially Blossom and Buttercup, to underestimate her abilities as a superhero.”

I think maybe that’s fair enough.

Name: Buttercup
Based on: Me
Personality: Spice
Epithet: The Toughest Fighter

She frowned and pouted when the Professor named her simply because, like her previously-named sisters, her name “also starts with B”. She can be hard to agree with to Bubbles and Blossom at times. Buttercup can be the most surly Powerpuff Girl at times, but is practically fearless, loyal, quick-witted and willing to fight. Buttercup can be selfish at times. She is shown to be fairly protective of her sisters, though, and will not hesitate to confront anybody who speaks badly of them. She is often reckless, but can be fairly witty at times, and she is frequently sarcastic.

I.e. The grumpy one.


                   That face says it all.

Ahem. So anyway that got a little bit out of hand and I’m sorry, but I thought it was creepy. I am glad that you find the degree you are choosing to get nearly £50,000 in debt for that some of it is mildly interesting. Loving the bathroom floor pictures. You should just get an en-suite though. Oh wait…

As for disco pants:

Please God No. I hate them more than pantomimes, chewing gum, sand, fake nails and cold tea all wrapped up in one hideous First World Bogeyman. Kill it with Fire.


Anyway, you’re not the only one doing some learning. Here are a few things that I have picked up in the last fortnight :

underused word that, fortnight. quite a good one though. fortnight. FORTNIGHT.

1. Food is Everything.

While some people are too poor to eat, I maintain that I am too eat to poor. Yeah. But when you get back from classes at 6 o’clock having left your room at 9:30, when someone in your corridor offers you curry/dahl/any miscellaneous food, it is the best thing in the world. Even if you don’t have any of it. Maybe it’s nice that people are actually trying to keep you alive, or maybe it’s because vegetarian quorn is some kind of mystical sorcery that tastes like real food.

On that, it should perhaps be noted that in the absence of snack food, any food is made into snacks. Long story short, I have eaten 350g of cheese in less than 5 days, and just bought a 650g one. Soon I’m going to be This Guy. Also why is cheese so expensive? it is basically just solid milk.

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As if I could afford you, Cathedral city.

2. If your Halls/College has a large metal gate for security reasons, if you pull it really hard into your face it is going to hurt a lot. Here’s what to do:

  •  Try not to cry in front of the gardeners, or adopt standing foetal position.
  • Hold tissue over the cut for your lectures to stem the bleeding.
  • Hide the massive bump on your head by changing your parting.
  • Stop wearing the ‘posh white girl’ headband, because it presses on it.
  • Tell your friends.
  • Be unsurprised when they take the piss.


You fiendish forehead vice, you!

All that was just hypothetical. Just in case. You’re welcome.

3. Someone is trying to kill me.

Three people, to be exact. And I don’t know who they are. It’s the assassins game here, where you have to go around killing people, when all you have is their name, address and college. I left my room to go to the kitchen yesterday and stood at my peephole ‘just checking’ for 15 minutes. The paranoia is horrendous. worse than HPJ paranoia. Speaking of, I though I might answer a question that came from a certain blobfish. In that ‘twinsinbins’ could be related to the infamous paranoia game(s) of 2013, in some amusing little reference to both our own progeny, and perhaps the fact that we too were bin children. Or it could be that we were looking for a name very late at night and wanted it to rhyme with twins, and ‘twinsanity’ and ‘twinsaneinthemembrane’ were already taken.

4. Need a rant? I know a guy

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I think I’ll wrap it up there to get some sleep before my 10 a.m., and I’m fairly sure this is now longer than the last essay I handed in which is probably not a good sign. Off home on Friday to babysit for the weekend!


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Freakin’ badass


Things I Have Learnt From Refreshers Week



Whaddup. Its ten to 6 in the morning and for absolutely no reason I have been awake since 3 am, so I thought I would tell y’all what I’ve been up to. This past week has really flown by, and although I am (unsurprisingly..) already behind on uni work, there are some (arguably) more important life lessons i feel I have learnt ;


1. Lectures can be useful! ‘New year, new me’ as the saying goes, and having pretty much already been to more lectures than I did the whole of last term, I can say that not all of them are a total waste of time. Some are even (dare I say it) interesting! Who would have thought.


2. Pictures of people in the bathroom, are rarely attractive (although they do tend to get a lot of facebook likes)


Im a pretty classy gal.


3. Some of your best nights are nights you don’t drink.

Picture the scene. Saturday night after a long week of going out. Knackered, 8 freshers decide to order dominos and to play some quiet card games instead of braving the big cheese (student union). Racing demon is suggested and as if by magic, everyone comes to life. Seriously, around 3 hours of racing demon later, it really was one of my best uni nights.



as Ben Howard would say ‘I’ve come to know that the friends around you are all you’ll always have’

4. Despite what people tell you, if you shake a vending machine hard enough, a ton of food will come out. Just be careful you don’t hit your head. 

5. Shiny disco trousers are the shit. Seriously, they are just so cool. Image( photo from

Admittedly they look less cool on me, but the ones in the photo are £70 and mine were £3 from primark) But hey, Grease is the word.Image


6. Miracles are possible.ImageImageImage

By this I mean that my floor is visible.. Jesus lives on!


So that pretty much sums up my refreshers week. It is now 6 23 and I shall have to find some other procrastination to fill my time before my 10 am lecture!


Shoutout to Olivia


Dont know what goes through this girls mind sometimes.


Love Pinky


P.S. I like this whole Pinky and the Brain thing, quite fitting it appears:








Bit of casual stereotyping there but hey ho, on the theme, this reminded me of you:


So to finish…





Dear Pinky

I have had my head resolutely buried in books for the last 3 days after a minor miscalculation of how many books would be covered in my mock, surfacing only for tea, food, coffee, showering, Sherlock and the odd trip to the shops. But seeing as it is a mock for our end of term prelim which is itself a mock, I have decided to get a grip. But also add some classics into this post which I am sure fills your heart with joy.

Here are some quotes from some famous people.

Ovid. He talks a lot about a woman who fell in love with a bull and then jealously started sacrificing the female cows to the gods so that they wouldn’t rival her. Needless to say, her husband was less than thrilled by all this. I also like to play a game called Ovid or Rapist, just to pass the time. (Just call me Richard Osman, because this is completely pointless. Or Stephen, if you’re feeling particularly complementary.) Here are some things this charmer has to say about getting women:

Though she might not give, take what isn’t given.

Perhaps she’ll struggle, and then say ‘you’re wicked’:

struggling she still wants, herself, to be conquered.

Though you call it force: it’s force that pleases girls.

Lovely bloke. Shows how much society has come on since then… Image


Cicero. In De Officiis : “some people devote too much industry and too deep study to matters that are obscure and difficult and useless as well.” At least I can appreciate the irony.

And now for something completely different. From very distant past to slightly distant past: 10 years and 2 days ago, the pilot episode of Drake and Josh went on tv! I think I may have discovered the root of all sarcasm.


hmm. that’s pretty funny.


Infamous culinary prowess. Kinda reminds me of someone a bit.Image

Now how about some great comebacks…Image

That face is everything.


and saving the best until last:


But wait – did somebody order some sarcasm in there? Oh I think they did.


Some of Drake


Well that reminds me of something. What is it? Every story you’ve ever told? Well yes, but also this particular gem sticks out:

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Can’t fight the screenshot.


I feel I have mastered that particular expression of disgust. But the one that sums it all up:Image

So today’s post is pretty niche. But I thought it should be shared. Also I feel like this is some kind of productive (maybe?) procrastination, or at any rate more productive that spinning on my chair or accidentally falling asleep while trying to read a book. As you can guess, this morning was a pretty tricky one. And so, sticking with the theme of children’s tv:

“Same thing we do every day – try to take over the world!”

The Brain

Dear Twin 1


I have arrived in Edinburgh and I already feel like buying a kilt and going to a ceilidh (thats Scottish dancing for you uncultured Southerners). By a strange coincidence I was sitting right next to a girl in my house on the train so the journey went fairly quickly, which is pretty good for a 4 and a half hour trip, I even managed to sneak in a nap. I also managed to resist the urge to take 79 (seriously..) photos out of the train window as I did on my way down to London. Ive also now bought some new keys after the notorious lift shaft incident of ’13 which means I am in my room and I’ve already managed to unpack, meaning the last few hours have been more productive than the whole of the last semester. My cupboard is mysteriously full, mainly owing to the copious Llama jumpers that Santa knew that I just had to have. I am currently listening to Janis Joplin’s Greatest Hits Album on youtube and generally revelling in the hippy heaven that i have made my room into. 


As you can see, I have optimistically pinned up the schedule for all the classes at the gym which I am not planning on going to at all. I am also getting annoyed as whenever I get a facebook post, it pops up on my iphone, iPad and laptop. I’m pretty sure that is the definition of first world problems (does that make me a bad person?) I was planning on watching a film tonight but I might just go to bed early as I feel like a child on Christmas eve, so excited am I about the famous JMCC brunch tomorrow morning. (I would send you a picture but I am sticking rigorously to the 11th commandment of ‘Thou Shalt Not Instagram Thy Food’ )

So thats it really, quite an anticlimax for the first day of uni but there you go. I enjoyed immensely your loo roll pics, which were so beautiful they almost brought a tear to my eye. Whens your first exam? 

And finally, here are some cute pics of us looking pensive:



Also this is a real thing :

And on a HIMYM theme, you gotta have a killer sign off phrase.

“From all of us here at Metro News 1, have a good evening. So good night, New York. And may the road ahead be lit with dreams, and tomorrows, which are lit with dreams, also. “Stand tall, New York, Trustworthy. Recycling. Wear a condom.”

Twin 2 AKA Puff the Magic Dragon 


Dear Twin 2

Have fun going back up to Scotland tomorrow! I have been here about 4 hours and only done my unpacking. It’s really depressing filling boxes meticulously only to drag them down a motorway and empty them out somewhere else. But anyway. I am feeling pretty smug because I just made bolognese for 75p so riding high on my wave of being-a-miserly-student-ness. I know you don’t like bolognese but appreciate my skill okay, especially as when I decided to do more cooking this term in my infinite wisdom I only brought a saucepan, a wooden spoon and a fishslice, missing out the essential chopping board and sharp knife. Therefore this was created with a butter knife and a plate. Almost makes up for the fact I couldn’t go and see everyone in Cheltenham. And the fact I left my towels at home, all apart from a hand towel. Oh and I forgot to buy milk. But other than these minor details, everything is going swimmingly.


mi casa


My provisions for surviving any form of nuclear/alien/terrorist/locust/weather attack on a small Fenland city. Cheers Medwards.Image

My beautiful bolognese. Tastes better than it looked.

From Twin 1

Questions For Emma from Charlotte

What’s your favourite shop? 

Assuming McDonalds, Nandos and Pizza don’t count as shops, i’d say anywhere with a website, as I hate shopping. And of course topshop. Bitches all love Topshop.

What’s your favourite scenery? (beaches, mountains e.t.c.)

What kind of a question is that?  Whatever I can get really, which is lucky as i usually see 3 hundred billion pictures of ‘skyporn’ on my instagram news feed every day.

What do you think déja vu is for? 

Who has an opinion on Deja Vu? I think if my brains telling me ‘Ive seen this pizza before’ then I probably have, and its probably telling me to stop eating so much pizza.

Do you have any secret skills? 

Me and my twin can name all 151 original Pokemon (on a good day)

What’s something you’re really bad at? 

Cooking, Keeping my room tidy, buying ‘sensible’ shoes, not writing essays the day before the deadline, English (sorry mum..) Finishing things I start, trying new food…

What foods do you hate? 

Oh God. The list is so long. Here is just a taster:

Cucumber, mince, curry, caramel, toffee, gherkins, most crisps, jelly beans, coconute, liquorice, those sweets that pop in your mouth, most cheese, posh chocolate, marzipan, pineapple, mousse, those stupid cardboard breakfast biscuits, jelly babies, dates, figs, turkish delight, cake with fruit in, jelly, hot cross buns… the list continues.

Are there any people you hate? 

Not hate. There are people I don’t like, but hate is mainly reserved for racists, sexists and terrorists. And hopefully I don’t know any of them.

If you had a DeLorean what would you set the date to and where would you go? 

*quickly googles DeLorean* Ahh Back to the Future. I get it now. Hmmmmmmm I would set the date to a long time ago and go to a galaxy far, far away.

(I’m sorry, I know I’m a useless History student for not having a sensible answer to this question)

Are you afraid of anything? 


And of course all the usual stuff e.g. burglars, being stranded out to sea, seeing my parents naked, sending a text to the person I was bitching about by accident e.t.c.