If a new POT (that has already given you your allowance, you trust fully etc etc) asks you to go on holiday with him for a week, how much should you ask for? I was thinking of nothing less than £5k but I'm not sure if I'm being too greedy/not greedy enough... He is sincerely rather grotesque looking though. Could any of you ladies suggest a figure? 😬

Please get in touch if you’re London based and want to meet up :)

So overwhelmed at the moment.

When I've got 2827 thoughts in my head, I always find it quite therapeutic to write on tumblr. I'm absolutely determined to not go back on anti-depressants. They made my judgement so cloudy and I hated the fact I couldn't focus on my studies. I applied for therapy at my university too, but I applied almost 5 weeks ago... And no response. So here's a list of things that are bugging me today. I'm hoping that by writing them out, it won't seem that detrimental in the wider perspective, and at the very least, I can get a few things off my chest: 1) I feel stuck in a rut. Back in my sugar days or even earlier, I would never say no to spontaneity. I once had a first date with an older guy that ended up with his driver dropping me home at 5AM just so I can pick up a few clothes and go to Paris with him at 8AM. Now? I need everything to be so regimented otherwise I feel out of control. A guy I went on a few dates with invited me to Cape Town. Old me would have been SO down for that. New me? I didn't go because I felt guilty of not doing work. 2) Studies. That's the biggest worry in my life. Last year, I got a 2.2 which is basically... Not great. I spent a decade of my life working to be at this university. To graduate with a 2.2 would be a huge personal disappointment. Most graduate work schemes require a 2.1 for you to apply and I'm genuinely trying my hardest... But I don't think it's good enough. Honestly, I've lost passion for my subject and now it's a matter of just trying to leave this place with something to show for it. I'm also petrified of the future. Everyone is settling in to a graduate scheme while I haven't even got a part time job lined up. It's fine, I know I'll figure it out once I graduate, but it's still daunting all the same. 3) I feel lonely. I know, I know, in this day and age you're not allowed to admit you feel alone. You have to constantly be 'busy' but it's true. I have no good friends at this university, no one to really talk to and it's just horrible seeing all the photos on facebook of the fun everyone is having. I have a few incredible friends back home and my family and I are on good terms but I miss a meaningful relationship with a guy. I miss the morning texts, having someone to complain to and so on. I promised myself I wouldn't get into a relationship for that exact reason- because I make it my primary focus. But I do miss it. Casually dating is fun but being able to feel truly comfortable around a guy... I haven't had that for a while. So in the grand scheme of things, it's nothing major I guess. I just have to remind myself it's 4 months of intensity, restriction and rules and then I can (hopefully) have a crazy summer, do spontaneous stuff, meet the man of my dreams, graduate with a 2.1 and live happy ever after. Hopefully.

May the sweet lord have mercy on us all if men think this is enough (literally and figuratively) to win a lady.

It's not so much that I miss my ex, but rather the worry I will never find someone I can comfortably fart around.

All these skills will come in handy if/when you decide to enter the bowl. Be the best version of yourself and I promise it’ll be worth the wait.

Study stress, dating disasters and tampon tales on the other hand…

Oh and today, a group of girls I was with after lecture, were avidly admiring this youngish looking guy in the restaurant. And I was there breaking my neck to see if the dad had a wedding ring.

Honestly I have no idea. And I don't want to give you the wrong advice which could potentially get you in trouble so please look around the tag and perhaps ask someone who is better equipped to answer this. Sorry I couldn't be of help!

Sneezed and managed to get blood all over his cream rug. Panicked, put the rug in my handbag and ran out of his house.

I think the first post I ever made was about this :) but the story is that I was actually an unintentional 'spoilt gf' for a long time before entering the bowl. My first boyfriend who was only few years older but from a ridiculously wealthy background would send me money monthly to help when I was at school. I saw it as pretty normal and only wish I saved some of it instead of buying expensive shit that ended up being burnt to the ground when I broke up with him... But anyway. After I broke up with him, I just wanted to date older guys that I thought were 'mature' and found that they saw me as some kind of 'damsel in distress' that they had to protect. I didn't really intend for it to be like that but I think my slight innocence was advantageous. As many sugars argue, you can't procure a long term SD by making it feel solely transactional. But these guys were all from vanilla platforms and after a while I decided to do straight up sugar dating using sites. First couple of times were ok but now I tend to stay away as it's over run with salts and empty promises. When I return to the bowl, I would much rather do what I do best: subtly turn a rich guy in to a SD.

You're adorable to be concerned :) seriously this might sound weird but I sometimes feel like my tumblr ladies are more inept to my psychology than people who know me or even myself. Ok that makes no sense but I'm a bit tipsy replying to this but basically anon, I do hate men. That's not to say all men. But a vast majority. Firstly, it's a mechanism to a certain extent; I made a pledge to myself to not be involved in a serious relationship till I graduate next year (which kind of rules out any human emotion) and secondly, the chaps I have met recently.... Leave much to be desired. Like I said before, we are in a 'tinder culture' where we swipe away because the man of our dreams may be one click away. And what does that mean? Well personally, even if I have a fantastic date, if he doesn't chase me then I feel he's not keen. And so I begin swiping. It's a vicious cycle. I'm sure you didn't expect such a random response but hey I'm drunk and just got home from a good tinder date that will inevitably go nowhere. So yes, I am on a man hating mode right now.

Group of 3 maximum, but best is with a partner in crime. Steer clear of clubs! Head for upscale bars, hotels are the best bet or on a weekday, around the bars near the financial part of your city. Order one glass of cheapish wine and sip away... Try and catch the eye of guys who are (at the very minimum) in their 40s. Go from there.

Anons who take the time out of their day to leave cute messages like this are so ridiculously sweet! Thank you love :)

When I’m having a dissertation crisis and an overall crappy day… You best believe I’ll respond like this.