The Big Blog #1 (and quite possibly also the last)

This is essentially my version of a YouTube channel – yeah, I’m THAT bitch.

Hiya, mate. I’m an English Language and Linguistics student at the uni of BRUMMAAY. Although I’ll whack anyone round the head that chats shit about my course, I will admit that I have a lot of time to spare these days, hence the birth of this crappy blog page. That’s the end of my introduction already because as you will soon see, my life is super interesting and I doubt you lot will care that I have two ridiculously cute rabbits, I’m a feminist (don’t worry not the hardcore type), I have two younger sisters and they’re annoying as f*ck or that I have a Guest Sign In book in my bathroom.

My Little Pips in the hat is the youngest, Immy, a wannabe gangsta, me in the middle, Big Pips, a wannabe blogger, and Alex on the right, Middle Pips, a wannabe basic white bitch.

Anyway, I think it’s only fitting that I start this with the mention of snacks – you know when the treadmill at the gym just KEEPS moving when all you want to do is lie down on your bed with some crisps and hummus? That’s kind of how I feel when I’m writing articles for the uni newspaper. It’s gotta be done for them job prospects, just like the treadmill has gotta be done for that summer bod, but it’s just not as enjoyable as I’d like it to be. Hence, my equivalent of lying down with hummus and crisps in my belly is re-writing the articles the way I wanted them to be – expressive of my sass and occasionally too graphic to be socially acceptable.

Right about now is probably a good time to give you a good summary of what you might expect from this chaos of a blog page, but to be totally honest, your guess is as good as mine. I might completely fuck uni up the arse and write 2 articles a day, whilst skipping the four (yes, 4) 9ams I currently have per week. Or, I might completely forget that I paid £36 for this damn subscription thing and come across my first and final blog post in about ten years time, and laugh at my slight failure. Who knows?

The articles I’ve written for the uni newspaper range from luxury skiing experiences to discussing the introduction of free access to sanitary products in schools, so you’re really in for a ride. I’d strongly advise to YEEET it off this page if you can’t handle overly descriptive posts about why I thought I had bowel cancer at age 12 or the struggle of balancing a veggie diet with the monster gas machine that is inside me, because I’m guessing that those topics will come up once I’ve run dry of ideas.

Free menstrual products are gonna be available in all schools across England. Can I get a whoop whoop?

In terms of ideas for this next paragraph, I’ve got nothing apart from – why is my blog called What’s For Dinner Gina? I don’t know!! I never know what I’m gonna make for dinner, which ends up in chaos , similar to how this blog will end up. But also, I thought I’d be super cool and play with the metaphor ‘spilling the tea’. I’m not just spilling a quality cuppa (I don’t actually like tea), I’m spilling a whole ass MEAL. A 3 course dinner baby.

Aaand that’s me out of ideas. Thankfully, WordPress.com is the ultimate babe and has assisted me with some prompt questions:

  • Why are you blogging publicly, rather than keeping a personal journal?
  • What topics do you think you’ll write about?
  • Who would you love to connect with via your blog?
  • If you blog successfully throughout the next year, what would you hope to have accomplished?

Keeping a personal journal/diary would just feel like I’m back in 2007 again, so that’s a no from me hun. I’m blogging publicly quite frankly because I’m talented at this shit. I could write for days about the bonkers events that go on in my head. Within some of that mess, there are some good points I’ve got to make, like why Mike from Winter Love Island 2020 is a pure dickhead. I would love to entertain you, feed your brain with cool knowledge and give you a different stance on life from the perspective of an unhealthily bored, in debt, heavily eye-bagged, hungry 19-year-old. It’s refreshing.

“If I wanna put my hand there, I’ll put my hand there,” – Mike, a high-key rapist from Winter Love Island 2020.

What topics do I think I’ll write about? I’ve already mentioned: Love Island, IBS, a veggie diet, my first period (you’ll see why that links to bowel cancer soon), skiing holidays and more serious stuff like how schools now offer free tampons (yay!!!). Food and animals are a big part of my life, so probably that. I did Camp America – that was an experience let’s just say. I’m signed up to run a marathon in April; 26.2 miles is a long time to think of many blogs to do about running. My driving skills are questionable at times, but I haven’t crashed yet *touchwood* – a blog about my first car crash is on the waiting list.

Who do I want to connect with via my blog? Not even sure what that means but I’m guessing it’s referring to my target audience. Basically, if you have a vagina, a pet, a need for peng recipes or a high tolerance for my shite sense of humour, then you’re on the right track.

What would I like to accomplish? £1 million would be nice. Or a black Labrador puppy (pleaseeee). If not, an unlimited Oreo supply? But seriously, if I’ve managed to entertain just one dude, inform one chica more on feminism and persuade one geeza to cut down on their meat consumption, that’s a job well done for me.

Published by georginatait6

Hello. I am a bored university student with way too much time to waste. In order to have something to whack onto my CV, I write for the uni newspaper. The articles have to be written in a formal manner, so this is my platform to rewrite my articles with the correct amount of sass that they originally deserved.

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