covcu:

Greeting all, we have some exciting news! Our very own Mr. Dan Brown, previous treasurer for the exec, was nominated for and won a societies award for the ‘Best Treasurer’ of the last academic year across the whole of Coventry University!

He collected his award and certificate this Monday at the Societies Awards evenings. Congratulations Dan, but it’s safe to say that the new exec have some big shoes to fill!

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I found out something amazing but slightly weird in nature

Hypothetically if I married this guy I’m talking to, and I combined my new last name with my first name… 

I’d be Loki.

SO playing this up if that ever happens..

I can imagine treating patients dressed like a God

AZGARD BABY!

I was walking home from uni with a friend of mine when two men, both between probably 40 and 60 called me an ‘angel’ and asked if I could ‘help him with something quickly’

You have to know, that every time someone says something to me, or I do something for them, or even just a stranger in the street says something to me, they always seem to call me ‘Angel’ I even got an Angel necklace from a friend at Christmas who was unbeknownst to this weird trend that’s happening!

So anyway, I did help and call for him off my phone. He was in need and all he asked was that I call a mobile number for him and ask his daughter to call him back on his phone cause he was out of credit. Now, his daughter rang me back after missing the call but it got sorted.

Meanwhile, these two men sat and one told me something I was not expecting. Yes he was probably slightly drunk and you could tell from their aesthetic physicality that they have been for years but  after just coming out of a lecture on Professionalism and how important it is to not be judgmental no matter someones background, I tried to look past the fact that it was 2:55PM On the Monday outside a university students union.

So this man says that he doesn’t mean to be rude or sound like he’s taking the Mick but he sees that I am ‘big boned’ and really tall (5ft 11) but that he has something to tell me about that. He tells me about his partner, (the ladies name tattooed on his left arm) who too is ‘big boned’ like me and tried every diet and everything on the market she could to loose weight but it never works although he doesn’t care what she looks like. 

He then looks me straight in the eye and asks me how old I am; I say 19. He looks at me with sadness in his eyes and I feel slightly uncomfortable like he’s about to cry. He tells me that no matter what any one ever says to me, no matter how much they try to put me down and hurt me because I’m not like everyone else, that I should remember that I am beautiful just the way I am. He told me I was a stunning young woman who should never change for anyone. He looked so sad. I think he managed to read the shock on my face as he said this because it was so out of the blue but he knew, in some way, that this is exactly what I needed to hear. I was stunned. He stood next to me and held my hand and kissed it twice. Looking back into my eyes, his blue eyes clocked mine again and whispered that I was to ‘go on being beautiful’ and that he wants to see my name in lights. He then looks down to his friend who looked up at me from his seat and points behind me… He said ‘Thank you for your help, Angel, now Hollywood is that way. God bless you, Darling’ I walked away and after getting about 15 metres away I turned around to wave to them to see that the seat they had been sat at was empty and the surrounding area quite desolate other than the odd passing students

I didn’t know what to do and neither did my friend Stephanie who stood their watching this all unfold.. we didn’t know what to do! I felt bad after for going from meeting them and saying goodbye to my house to wash my hands and block the numbers I rang on my phone. I think that was probably just the paranoid and slightly OCD part of me that’s afraid of people just kicking into gear after what was an odd encounter. 

I think it may have been a purposeful meeting.. I have been really self loathing recently again mainly because of my weight and I’ve been trying to find ways to change the way I look, including dying my hair (although it’s not permanent or too bold at the moment as I’m a cowardly chicken haha!) and thinking about piercings and things. Maybe God is planting seeds in me so that I may learn and .see that when I know I am being stared at by people I pass on the street, It is because I am this beautiful angel that God has lovingly created rather than what I believe myself to be. Even though I doubt that these people look at me for that reason, I know that God sees me like that and surely that’s all that matters? 

I love being able to see the good in people