1 | When she nonchalantly rolled dice on this woman's back. 2 | When she danced like this and made us all really want a sweatshirt with the name of a superfood printed on it 3 | When her crew wore matching Y-fronts and she was all "haters gonna hate" about it  4 | When her and her squad wore quite possibly the most...

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It's been a bad week. On Monday evening, I found myself subsiding into an unstoppable tear shower. This was a partial product of my rotten cold, spending the entire day alone in my flat applying for jobs, and tiredness following a particularly gruelling workout session. However, upon further reflection, it appeared that my sudden, unexpected and irrational outburst of tears and whingeing could...

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On the 7th June 2014, my beloved Mummy - Helen Louise Glanville - lost her fight with lung cancer after a long and courageous two year battle.  My Mum's disease has dominated most of my university life, and hence a lot of my growing up too. In between lectures, deadlines, partying and a "normal" student life, I was having to cope with chemotherapy...

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Growing up, I was a classic victim of "my dad's better than your dad syndrome". The most classic of playground arguments, I would endlessly insist to my friends that my dad actually WAS Superman because he built me and my brother a Wendy house from scratch / bought me a Barbie from America with its own dog / had a DIY solution to...

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