So, whilst I’m journaling, I thought, hey?? Why not start a blog about post uni-life/early 20s in general because what the actual fuck ? It might be the most confusing era of my entire life. If you’re a close friend then you’ll already be on my private story on snapchat, which is where ‘sheba’s rants’ stems from: I like to yap a lot and overshare. And whilst vlogging it to my friends is fun, having a blog where I can also type out what I’m feeling and share it with whoever wants to read, also seems appropriate. Daunting, but appropriate. So, my family keep telling me I need to be more productive, that I need to keep pushing and applying for jobs, that gym can’t be the only thing I’m passionate about. And whilst they’re correct (hence me starting a damn blog), I’ve been finding it hard to navigate my life right now. I want to travel and be on holiday, I want to buy myself cute matching gym sets, go out to coffee with my friends (or on my own), go ou...