Friday roundup

What I’m listening to: Despacito – Luis Fonsi ft Daddy Yankee.

Me encanta, me encanta! I know it’s everywhere. No I don’t care. And you’re all lying if you don’t sing along when Daddy Yankee says ‘DY’. SUBE SUBE SUBE SUBE


No me gusta the Justin Bieber version. I mean. No. And he can’t even sing it. Here is the proof. *sigh* Just as I was begining to like him.

What I’m watching: The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt

I know this season got some shit but I genuinely liked it. Kimmy finds feminism, Jacquline finds power and freedom in her own skills despite a smooshed hot husband. But Titus Andromedon. He is Queen of the show. ❤


Pasion de Gavilanes

In a bid to actually learn Spanish I started to watch this with my flatmate. So, I haven’t learnt any Spanish from it but omg. The over-the-top story lines and the hot men. I’m in heaven.

What I’m doing: Bailar!

In exchange for one hour of English, one of my new friends will give me one hour of dance. Sadly it will be my last since I’m leaving tomorrow but it’s a great confidence boost since it definitely pushes me outside my comfort zone (and I’m such a stubborn bitch about it) plus it’s a good workout.


Giorgia ❤

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I am not my 2:2

So, full disclaimer: I got a 2:2 for my degree in History and Politics. I know. Shock. Horror. How can I even begin to face the world? Boo hoo.

It’s all bullshit anyway. I literally had no idea what I was doing with my life, suffering from severe social anxiety, and just went to university too soon because the tuition fees were going up thanks to the Torries and Lib Dems.  So I couldn’t even take a break to have the mental breakdown that was coming.

Since then, I have worked in numerous jobs but this past year I have taught adults, and children in some of the best schools in Colombia. So, I think why not tutor while I’m in London. I send a few applications to different places. And then I get this.


So, apparently, we still live in a world where people are so stuck in their own box that the grade for my degree outweighs my experience.

Your degree and your grades do not define who you are and your abilities.  What defines you are your actions. What defines if you can do the job is your experience. And I am not less of a human for my 2:2.

The world is a box and haters gonna hate.

Giorgia ❤

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