My Favourite Moments of 2017

2017 is drawing to a close v. fast. It only feels like yesterday the sun was shining and the UK was sweating with some kind of crazeeeey heatwave. However, as the year is coming to an end, I am taking some inspo off of Hannah Gale who dropped a cute post today about her favourite moments of 2017.

A lot has happened in 2017 yet it’s passed by in quite a blur. Luckily my hobby (obsession?) of taking pictures, means I’ve captured a fair number of things. So we shall start the list off.

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Photographs are my moments, my memories

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My life is shaped by the urgent need to wander and observe, and my camera is my passport.

I made a wish list a few months back when I was intent on blogging and trying to keep up the appearance that I was a good blogger. But, you know what? I’m terrible at blogging. I can talk for hours. Most of the time, people want me to shut the hell up. I am good with words, I am exceptionally good at giving advice. Yet, when it comes to blogging, I feel I have nothing to say and that strikes me. At first I tried to force myself to write about things I thought people would find interesting. I would write a few posts a week and think that was it. I was good at blogging. I would then not blog anything for months and when I’d come crawling back, it would be because I’d have some crazy life altering news to share – which of course, is great for me because yay my life is moving forward. Or there would be days when I would blog about my unhappy moments, or if I was feeling particularly glum. Again, great for me, and to some extent, maybe for others who wanted to find someone else who relates to the same emotions you’re feeling. But again, it’s not great for readers.

I have come to the conclusion that, although I like words and I like to talk, a written blog is not necessarily my way of connecting with the world. In fact, as of late especially, my way of connecting is through my iPhone camera.

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Throwback: My First BF

Good evening fellow bloggers,

It is technically 9 minutes past 1 on a Tuesday morning here in the UK and I have work in less than 6 hours so I should really go to sleep. However, of course my brain is in overdrive so I thought I’d take a stab at a post.

Tonight’s post is a little prompt as it were, from my dear friend Danieeeeel. Shout out to him on my blog. He’s such a gem, once he gets his wordpress blog up and running, I’ll give him a link here. Basically, one evening at work, Dan decided to create three blog prompts for me to try and regulate my posting. I picked this one because it seemed amusing. So we’re having a little throwback tonight, back to a time that seems so very long ago. Back to the days of My Chemical Romance, winged eyeliner, multi-coloured skinny jean and thinking I was badass trying to low-ride… *shivers*

On the left – check out me and my homegal with our emo scene screaming wardrobe…

So Dan suggested I write a blog post about my first proper boyfriend. HERE we have it – for the purpose of this poat, alll names have been changed for privacy!

Right. So, here goes.

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Monday Memory // 26th Ocotober 2011

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Good morning and happy Monday fellow bloggers,

I know many of you will be feeling the Monday  morning blues, and quite rightly, the weekend goes far too quickly. I am one who feels Monday quite heavily, and it’s a day that I wish I could spend warm and cosy in my bed. However, today is a special Monday for me, and this post is an appreciation for it. It is also dedicated to my one and only, because on this day four years ago, I met Conner.

In today’s post, I will be delving into a bit of personal garbage, so I’m inserting this as a pre-warning. I am happily sharing this on my blog because it’s a personal reflection for me, and a memoir I’m happy to revisit – but it’s up to you if you want to read on 🙂 I promise, the literary blog posts will be back later today!

Today, I am taking a trip down memory lane, back to this day four years ago on the 26th October 2011. On this day, four years ago, a complete stranger walked into my life.

I had no idea what was in store and in fact I was completely blindsided. I didn’t see it coming. We met, we talked, I thought he was a bit strange (but in a good way!) I was down in Plymouth visiting my best friend who had moved down in September for University. I had heard all about her flatmates as we were in constant contact, and of course, I got to know them by name and was incredibly excited to meet the people who had been flatted with my best friend for the best part of a year. When I arrived in Plymouth, I met all five of her housemates and they were all pleasant enough. Conner took me by surprise – he was incredibly tall, 6ft5 in fact, and me being the little 5ft2 and a half inches that I am, was actually quite intimidated by him – and he has resting bitch face most of the time, so I just thought he was always grumpy. On the first night, Poppy made me and my other two friends feel extremely welcome and us and her new flatmates all went iceskating – how romantic. At this point, I still wasn’t that taken with Conner, until I fell flat on my ass and he skated over like a prince and helped me up.

On the way home, I was cold and grumpy, he offered me his coat. I remember being really rude and I refused to take it, but that didn’t put him off. He still kept talking. It was strange, I spent four wonderful days visiting my best friend, and only two of those days did I interact with Conner. After a compulsory University night out, and not returning home until about 5 in the morning, Conner had to leave as he was going to Southampton with his other friends for a few days. He said goodbye and I thought that was it, I wouldn’t really see him again.

Until he text me later in the evening. I had given him my number the night before – my drunk brain was rooting for us, clearly.

After that, Conner soon became much more than a stranger to me, we’d talk all through the night, and we’d text every day. Suddenly he became the one I wanted to talk to about everything and anything, he became my best friend, my ray of sunshine, my absolute world.

Back in October 2011, I was stuck in this black void of loss, grief and despair. The previous year had been an extremely difficult one, and I was battling with some terrible demons and the emotional pain was crippling. I truly believed I would be stuck in this dark emotional vortex forever. But, something changed. The minute I met him, the pain seemed to ease a little and my days suddenly began to grow brighter and for the first time in a long time, my smile was genuine.

To this very day, he still makes my days that little bit sunnier, even when the clouds are grey and the rain is heavy. He doesn’t know the full extent, but he’s picked up the broken pieces of me and helped put me back together. His love has lifted me to great heights, and I honestly cannot put into words how grateful I am for his constant love and support. He’s made these past four years incredible and I hope that there will be many many more.

But today (and always) I want to say thank you to him, for coming into my life and making me realise that there is a whole lot of happiness to give and receive.

I know that the future is unpredictable and who knows what will happen, but right now, in this moment I will never forget this feeling, or that feeling four years ago. Every single day he surprises me, and it’s incredible because every single day, I fall even more in love with him.

I pray that everyone can find someone who will make their dark days feel lighter. I am so incredibly lucky to have found someone so kind and caring. It may have only been four years, but the last four years have been phenomenal and I’ve come a long way since then, and this post and today serves as a constant reminder of that.

So there we have it, today’s a special day in my world. I hope you all are having a special Monday too. Keep wishing, dreaming and having hope. You never know what’s just around the corner!

All the love ❤️

Top Ten: Literacy Quotes

Getting back into my love for reading, I decided to make a post narrowing down my top ten all time favourite quotes, written by an array of different authors.

There is a real sense of intimacy in the written word; I often find I can convey meaning and emotion a lot better through writing, and there are some real gems hidden inside one’s favourite book. It’s incredibly hard for me to narrow down my top ten, because there are thousands of books I will read over and over again, but these particular quotes are extra special to me, and are quotes I often find myself returning to, in order to remember, believe and most of all, dream.

10: The Notebook – Nicholas Sparks

“I am nothing special, of this I am sure. I am a common man with common thoughts and I’ve led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten, but I’ve loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, this has always been enough.”

9: Memoirs of a Geisha – Arthur Golden

“At the temple there is a poem called “Loss” carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read loss, only feel it.

8: Lord of the Flies – William Golding

“The greatest ideas are the simplest.”  

7: The Twits – Roald Dahl

“if you have good thoughts they will shine out of your face like sunbeams and you will always look lovely.”

6: Alice in Wonderland – Lewis Carroll

“Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”

5: The Picture of Dorian Gray – Oscar Wilde

“The only way to get rid of temptation is to yield to it.”  

4: The Great Gatsby – F. Scott Fitzgerald

“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”

3:  The Perks Of Being A Wallflower – Stephen Chbosky

“I just want you to know that you’re very special and the only reason I’m telling you is that I don’t know if anyone else ever has.”

2:  Winne the Pooh – A A Milne

“If there ever comes a day when we can’t be together, keep me in your heart. I’ll stay there forever.”

1: Harry Potter and The Philosopher’s Stone – J K Rowling

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Of course, the Harry Potter quote is number one… No shame!

Whats your top ten all time favourites?

Remember to love what you read 💕

Top 10 bands I forgot about whilst trying to forget my ‘emo’ stage

So today I hooked up my iPhone to my laptop to do a regular back up – ever since that iCloud scam, I don’t trust backing things up to that, and as always iTunes booted up with it. Now ever since I’ve found grooveshark and Spotify, I don’t tend to use my iTunes. I also managed to wipe all of my music files upon transfer of my new laptop three years ago so in fact, all of the files that are present in my iTunes library are in fact completely corrupt and don’t work, so it figures I don’t use it at all.

For some unknown reason today, I had the real urge to listen to an old song that I remember was popular back in 2006 – the year of Myspace, big hair, coloured skinny jeans and the emo era (or it was for me at least). I YouTube’d the song, and to my delight, I remembered every word. It also made me feel rather nostalgic, so I decided to do a quick flick through my library, which admittedly hasn’t been updated since 2009.

To my surprise, there were a number of bands that hadn’t crossed my mind in a good few years. What surprised me even more was how much I really enjoyed them!

Just for lols and for my own amusement, I’ve compiled a list of the ten bands that I’m proud to admit, I still thoroughly enjoy, in ascending order starting with number 10, some of which are still popular today:

10 – Paramore
9 – All Time Low
8 – Dashboard Confessional
7 – Silverstein
6 – 3 Doors Down
5 – Taking Back Sunday
4 – Bullet for my Valentine
3 – Hawthorne Heights
2 – HIM
1 – Bring Me The Horizon

I’m still crazy for Ville Valo and Oli Skyes – come to mumma! I would also turn lesbian for Hayley Williams – and what?