It's a Means to an End

Life on the rock is surreal.

It's surreal because despite the fact a great deal of my friends

have gone,

I am having the best time with the few friends

...I have left.

I was wrong to think I would be bored, lonely

and left with nothing to do...

on the contrary!

I AM SO BUSY I NEVER HAVE TIME TO MYSELF

(explains why blogging this month has been at its minimum)

I'm not going to put this right in riddles...

I think the time has come for some

classy bullet points.

See, what happens is... I

1. meet Annie and Daisy everyday for lunch at the post office, 1.30 sharp.

2. have midweek sleepovers, eating shitty £1 pizzas from Iceland.

(Apparently they freeze their food for YEARS and because of inflation sell it off with a little proffit - bastards)

3. try to make it to the gym at least twice a week

4. get the (fucking) bus twice a day, 5 days a week

5. get ridiculously ruined on friday night

6. sober up with X factor and a 'gurls night in' on saturday night

7. still cook a killer sunday fry up

8. work 8.45am - 5pm, monday - friday

9. file

(today was epic as I got to pick staples out of paper and then scan the paper onto a computer)

10. don't actually hate my job,

but I certainly don't want to be a 'filing clerk' for the rest of my days.

It's a means to an end.

There are other things I need to catch up on

Birthdays, Halloween...

but for now

all you're getting is

'random drunk times'

Enjoy.

beautiful emma, beautiful dress

and beautiful nails

Looking for the party

...These guys showed us the way

Annie LAW left Liverpool for the weekend and came home

Lizard Channel

Not so sober after dinner with the work collegues.

(after dinner with the work collegues I may have snogged a 16 year old unknowingly - yes, I did just say snogged - I may have winked at a man I decided was called Paolo and I may have woken up in the morning wondering how the hell I got home...)

Great night.

Happy blogging!

p.s. I don't have a taste for minors, I promise!!

:/

Long Time No Speak

Hey

I'm doubting people have even noticed my absence from the bloggosphere (although I'd like to imagine people have missed me) but still, I have been feeling really quite guilty about leaving my blog alone for this long. Very strange... I didn't realise how much I actually use this thing.. how much I like to blog/think about blogging/stalk other blogs etc etc, until I had no time to do any of those things this past week!

It has been amazing!!

My first week of freedom that is..

Just so you know, my exams..... meh... they went OK.. not bad.. alright.. could have been worst/better (you know the drill) but I have dispelled the dreaded thought of that little piece of paper (which has the potential power to fuck everything up) from my mind and I am just going about my days, sporting a carefree mind.

There is much to tell, many photographs to share, gossip to vent! But for now, I shall update you with the latest -

My Leaver's Ball.

The name is pretty much self explanatory, it was a ball for those who are leaving school (like me) which joyfully cost 50 squids and consisted of 'free' wine, mediocre food, gowns, gleeful chat and shameful dancing. Overall, the night was hilarious and so much fun!

I had such a 'ball'.

(I know you love my jokes)

Now, I could rant for Britain with all that has gone on this week, but I think it's safest to save my gossip for another (preferably rainy) day. Here are my favourite photos taken from Friday night. A small summary of the event you could say....

You have here some of the gals, looking gorgeous at Tiffany's house before the ball.

You have here cousin G unit and mee! My dress was bought about 4 hours before this photograph was taken! That's right.. it is a drastic dress. It turns out the dress I had bought off ASOS a week beforehand decided not to show up - cue PANIC STATIONS and even a few tears. But it all turned out fine! I prefer that dress actually! It's from French Connection (my favourite shop) and, even though the length was madness, It was so lovely to wear.

Freeman and Tom

(he wasn't going to the ball, incase you were questioning his attire)

Yup, there's me, cheekily (drunkenly) posing for the camera.

Girls go Beige

My date, Willy Wonka and I

(he got head butted and his nose is now wonky, although he is adamant that this is not the case)

His is sometimes called Willoughby and he is just my friend - for the record.

I've cut the meal photographs and got straight to the good stuff - the dancing.

Oooooo the dancing. I wish I could dance like this every night.

S Club 7 never gets old.

A bit out of place eh?

After the ball, we all headed back to Tiffany's for the 'after party' and made full use of her lovely pull and hot tub!

This is the hilarious part of the evening, Freeman and I laughed more than usual.

I put this one on just to affirm my drunken state.

All the signs are there, run mascara, eyes closed, idiotic smiles and beer in hot tub....

classic.

After sleeping on the conservatory floor, a good stretch and bounce on the trampoline was crucial.

I am so happy to be posting! :)

Please take note of that 'smile'... It is a rare thing that I 'smile' on here...

I'm just so happy okay!

Anyway, I'm off to go watch the tennis final.

But it's good to be back (whata drama queen)

Happy Blogging!

I Caved

So...........

I went out, got drunk and was molested by this old man last night......

Yes, I know, I shouldn't have drunk.

I could have driven to the party, I could have saved myself, but no! I shunned Sober Sally and welcomed the straight vodka shots my crazy friend was flying my way.

But it was so much fun!!!!

The best night. I have so many photos I want to share, but I don't want to fill up my entire blog with 'pics from last night'.. or do I? I might. (haha)

It was supposed to be a quiet night in. After England shocked the nation on friday night and had me sitting there, sober, with a bunch of moody drunken twats, I wasn't exactly RARING to go the night after. However... it was Al's birthday (I was only invited to this event because the man I am seeing is Al's good friend... hehe) However, all of my friends ended up joining!

You had Freeman, Jo, Abbie, Jendog, G.. it was a party!

And well, I caved!

And I caved with a crash.

p.s. Just thought I'd mention that there weren't any cupcakes at this party!

Not even cake!

What is wrong with men?

(now for the PICS of the evening!)

Snorting spirits, as you do?????

Idiots

Me and best friend, Jo

Surely you are intrigued about the brief mention of a NEW MAN,

well.. he is in this photo, but I ain't telling you who he is, hehee.

Me and G, AKA cousin, who also happens to be my best friend, funny huh.

(also, take note of my half straightened hair!!! YES, I made a big effort)

Rowdy Bus journey, as ever

Piggy Back Battles (bums out, great look)

gettin' low in da club

Anna AKA Head Girl of my school (old school even, weird!)

She was completely responsible for the drunk photos at the top of this post..

This woman is the funnest thing alive, I have a lot of love for her!

Somebody make this devil juice illegal!

Sigh...... I'm glad to get that great evening off my chest.

It was great.

Today though, i'm feeling a little down. Of course it's to be expected on Father's Day when your Father is indeed, dead. Sorry to be blunt, I am in a blunt kind of mood. But it's just pretty shit when everybody is celebrating the great beings that are Dads, when all I can do is just stare at an old photograph and try to remember my dad's voice and what he always used to say to me and the last time I ever made him a card celebrating how great he was.

I really miss that silly old man.

And to make matters worst, I dropped my sister off at the airport today as she flies off to Italy to start a 5 week trip around Europe!!! Festivals and freedom. I hate saying goodbye, it makes me feel sick and panicky, like i'll never see her again.. but I'm just being a tad melodramatic now.

I'm sorry to put such a downer on such a happy post!!

I felt that it was necessary for me to get that down though.

Happy Father's Day (for all you Britons, anyhow)

Happy Blogging

An Award Ceremony

Bonjourno!

So, 2 out of my 3 exams are over!

HURRAY!

Although 1 out of 2 of them didn't exactly go to plan, I'm feeling so... so... relieved.

I haven't been sleeping properly for the last week - sick with nerves - so after my second exam, I just crashed and burned and slept for a good 13 hours.

(perhaps the celebratory alcohol intake was partly to blame)

The photo above is of Freeman, Delia and I, meeting in the toilet of a chilled out barn party for some gossip and, of course, a 10-second-self-timed photograph. Don't be fooled by the cute stripy mug in hand... it is deceptively filled with some oh, so sweet, joyous wine.

My final exam is in 1 week, leaving me 1 week to begin revising for it... yikes.

Recently, I've been (quite rightly so) a blog neglector. So, to make up for it, I thought I would catch up by doing a post on the AWARDS I have been given! That's right, AWARDS!

how exciting!!!

My first award was given to me (oh, so long ago) by Mads from It's Okay to Procrastinate. This was back in the day when I didn't even know what 'blog awards' were, let alone how to respond to one. So, since I am slightly more 'with it', I must say THANK YOU! Madeline has been one of my long time followers and has been an inspiration to me and the way I write my own blog.

My second award was given to me by Chloe from Chloe in Reality. I love Chloe's blog! I am an avid reader and always enjoy what she has to say. She's a great writer. This award consists of QUESTIONS which I must answer! An exciting prospect...... I will try to keep it short and sweet though. Nobody likes a rambler.

1. How would you describe yourself in five words?

Sociable, creative, a leader, a friend, conscientious

- this was difficult.

2. What are your biggest aspirations?

To travel, to take photographs, to write about my experiences.. to get paid doing all of these things?? haha! Not gunna happen. But of course, my life will be one pursuit for happiness.

3. Brains or brawn? ;)

Chloe! haha. Ummmmmmm, talking about the male species, brains are more important in a sense that the boy is funny, kind and can multiply....

But a little muscle can't hurt eh?

4. Who is your greatest role model?

role model role model role model...... I want to say something original and interesting, but I can't LIE can I? No, so.. my sister is my ultimate role model, she's beautiful, fashionable, clever, organised, always right and so funny!! (damn her to be honest)

5. What are you most afraid of?

I'm afraid of disease and death. Everything about it.. eurghhh shivers.

6. Where is your favourite place in the world?

My favourite place is bound to change when I go off travelling next year.. but as I stand right now.. the beach, the sea, my home... my bed.

7. Who frequently appears on your music playlists?

At the moment -

Laura Marling

Vampire Weekend

Paolo Nutini (marry me)

Local Natives

8. What is your favourite food?

I have been pondering over this question a lot recently (one ponders when revising). It has to be....

cheese. ketchup. breads. beans. peanut butter. peaches.

basically all the fattening things, it's a shame.

I will 'tag' this award in my next post...

I have rambled, sorry! And I have seriously ran over time with this post. I need to revise, oops! With this in mind, I am going to leave my last award (which could potentially be my most entertaining award) for later. Sorry folks. But just so you know what to expect for next time........

It's a shoe award.

The award was given to me by MS ARSCOTT, whose posts consist of short snippets of her life with beautiful photographs to marvel at. The award is to post your 5 most prized pairs of shoes for all to see.

5 pairs??? Dear Lord!

I hardly have 2 pairs which I can actually say I'm proud of...

I will be mocked at by fashion lovers.

(I'm afraid when it comes to hair, make up and clothes - I am a simpleton)

but I'll give it a go.

It'll be FUN.

I'll leave this long post with what I initially begun blogging about - my week.

I won't write about it, I won't bore you any longer.

I'll just leave the pictures to tell the story.

Au Revoir mes amis!

Party Dress And Heels

Hey gang

Before I begin, I must warn you, you are about to read the longest post on the planet!

(A lot can happen in a week)

I know I said in my last post that last weekend was my last weekend of fun... well... it didn't really turn out that way. This weekend was an absolute hoot!!! One of the best in fact. It's been half term this week, AKA just another week of hardcore revision for me and my fellow peers, although... any sort of revision was pretty much impossible due to the glorious weather, my sisters return from Uni and the simple fact that my house was covered in relatives aged from 4 to 43 = Hectic!

Friday

I couldn't bare being exiled to a room where I'd sit, staring hopelessly out of the window, watching my family play and laugh and swim and eat whilst I puzzled alone with epistemology

so

I gave up on the whole revising malarky and headed to St. Brelades beach where 4 friends and I ate lunch and played with a small, bouncy, green rubber ball that smelt like apples.

Can it get much better?

I travelled to my mother's house where my sister and her friends were stationed.

Mother took everybody on a tour around her 'farm'

which was where I snapped this snap

(of everybody looking rather inappropriately dressed

and out of place might I add)

hahaa I love it!

We ventured from the countryside, back to the seaside

where we all ate, conversed and drank

(no alcohol for me though - Sober Sally, remember)

That's my sister and I! She's the blonde and I'm the brunette,

incase you wondered.

A photo dedicated to some beautiful hair! (you've gotta love it)

Saturday

Sister's '21st family and friend's tea party'

Cupcakes were served

(can't stop the theme now)

and speeches were made

(I made everybody, including myself, cry)

It must have been the champagne?

Charlotte's 18th

Yes, another 18th and yes, another tea party and yes, more cupcakes.

It was lovely to see and catch up with all of the ladies again,

I feel as though this exam period has turned me into a social recluse.

Saturday Night

I went home, watched Britain's got Talent - THE FINAL (omgoodness so good)

had an Indian Takeaway with the family

And then when everybody had gone to bed,

I put back on my party dress and heels,

and drove into town

where I met my friends

and danced the night away.

hehehehe cliche but I don't care

Sunday

Great success! I snuck out and nobody had noticed!

Not even when I was woken at 9am with makeup smudged all over my face

and my party dress & heels thrown on the floor.

Good work.

My cousins were returning to London, so we went out to St. Ouens,

ate brunch and strolled along the beach to make ourselves feel better.

Below are some cute family snaps!

I shall miss my hectic household!

I have exactly one week before my exams commence.

I must must must revise HARD.

Wish me luck.

(and have a lovely week)