This christmas holidays aye?

the one on the left is the boyfriend, and the other me of course!

Helloo it's the last friday of the year so people keep saying. Sorry i havn't been around been a tad busy i'm afraid! My christmas? Oh it was the best by far thanks for asking! I spent the morning with my mum and grandma ma then after a stuffed belly my father picked me up to drop me at my boyfrends. Here there was an actual party with a number of his family members around chatting to me (how kind!) and the gifts his parents showered me with! And even his nan! They're too kind really! After a few hours of playing cod modern warfare 3 i was collected by my dad to his house where more gifts awaited me!

So i had a spiffing time, the best that i can remember and i loved all my gifts i had given to me :') i still have some on the way too! My.boyfriend had a kafuffle on play.com for the big bang theory boxset :0 and another mystery gift apparently ;) and a double bed is on it's way from Argos ooooo i will post a pic for you it's so lavish i can't wait!

Toodle pip will talk to you in the next year!

my moo cow onsie, i also have a red one!

our tree that i decorated!

even my dog missy got into the christmas spirit!

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Fun fun fun in photography;

I'm an animal

I have a pink nosed bear

Protestors outside st pauls cathedral

It's really mysterious and amazing at the commitement by the protestors, apart from they wern't there....

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Wednesday 7th December.

So this is the national portrait gallery

 I went on a photography trip to London's National portrait gallery and the Tate Mordern. It was quite a fun trip walking around and sitting in Trafalgar square and not seeing the massive pillar with Nelson on it.... 

The coach journey was alright, a couple of hours to the capital, but there were a few annoying girls at the back. Y'know the childish loud ones that sing and talk unnecessarily loud. My classmates said they wanted to kill, them and unfortunately they didn't (only kidding i would never wish anyone dead, just for them to shut their traps.) I found it quite enjoyable to be a tourist for the day, it's all very exciting! With my college friends we were very amused by pigeons, because pigeons can be a great laugh. A lot of us very nearly got run over by angry taxi drivers bad men grrrr. Whilst walking to the Tate we went past St.Pauls cathedral which really doesn't look like it's supposed to be there....and there were a load of tents about Capitalism and it was quite eerie because the tents were empty, almost like they had died. Here are some photies i took around the capital. Enjoy!

St.Pauls Cathedral

Some dude dressed as Tinkie winkie

Lord Nelson (very small)

The millenium bridge

Why i haven't written a post..

I've wanted to write on here recently but i had a 'moment'...i forgot my password for Blogspot. I managed to scramble through my passwords for everything and get the right one! Oh dear i don't know what to do with myself!

So, i have been writing a short story (1,000 words) for a local newspaper The News for their Christmas competition which had to be a ghost story with a christmas theme, i finished it yesterday and sent it off my email. I'm not sure whether it was good or not as i think i needed more than a 1,000 words :s so i had a bit of a sudden ending, ahwell was worth a shot to see if they like it. There are two categories, 15 and under and 16 and over, the winners from the two categories get 50 quid to spend in Waterstones :D and the runners up 25 pounds! Not bad eh? I think just getting it published in the paper is enough of a price so the book money is a massive BONUS!!

Wish me luck! 

My week.

Right, so one reason that i havn't had a chance to blog very much is the fact that college got quite stressful with the amounts of work given, and was struggling. Most of my homework was being completed the night before of even on the same day!
So something had to be done. I wasn't sleeping properly and was getting majorly stressed out. So my idea was to drop psychology, as my reasons are;
1-it's new to me so have to revise extra hard for exams
2-I'm not considering it as a career even though  find it so interesting
3-having 3 a levels will be much more liveable for other work and some me time too.
Now you know a little segment of my week, the rest was fun and games (not really but had had some good laughs along the way.)

I'm off now so i'll depart with something interesting...i have a craving to stroke people's hair all the time.

My christmas wish list...

Right so this is just if any one checks out my blog and fancies buying me anything i like....
1) The Big Bang Theory Series (prices from 4.99 to 14.97)
2) BBT shirts eg. Bazinga etc
3) The rest of scrubs series 6 onwards (prices may vary)
4) Socks, amazing socks
5) Nail varnish (the stuff that cracks into pretty colours)
6) Vouchers to new look
7) Money
8) A onsie, because they are very cool.
9) Any sort of comedy programme or comedian i love to laugh!
10) The inbetweeners series and movie
11) Chocolate! You can't go wrong with chocolate (terrys choc is my fave!!)
and i can't think of anything else at the moment but will update!





P.s i don't actually like people getting me gifts i prefer to give it's like a two in one present, they get the gift and the thought and i get warmth and happiness.

My new phone.

On tuesday 24th november my phone contract was renewed and i have a new mobular device. I have now got a squeaky clean Samsung Galaxy Ace, i love android phones. It's amazing having a scratch free phone now! But i still have the plastic cover on the screen to protect it until i get a protective case for it! Wish me luck with not dropping it because that's me, clumsy and accident-prone!

Man i do love these moments *sighs*

This was during our first ever practical.
The belly button, the evil grin makes this one of the best photo's ever.

Another fun lesson in Photography doing Multiple Exposures

Here this is my Egyptian/Indian wolf
(the wolf bit is the ears, it's from a Prodigy song and i made it up so i have Copyrights.)

We created these photies by having a black screen (as you can see above) and had three flash lights with people manning them, and a photographer/director or we the models were the directors with out ideas. So i started with my arms by my side and, Ollie (the photographer) held open the shutter and the first flash went off then i moved, with my arms out like the indian god, then the second flash and my final master piece...THE WOLF. If some of you are educated in the art of the Prodigy, and you should be, there's a song called 'run with the wolves' and whenever they sing that line i do this legendary move, oh and my leg is usually bent to the side but i had to stay incredibly still! The final flash and Ollie removes his finger from the shutter and here you have it!

And this is my colourful class, arn't we beautiful?

Painful twists of agony as i realise what you actually meant inbetween your words.

When some one either isn't being honest with you or isn't telling you the whole story and i want to, you have to know more. You're itching for that extra bit that pieces the puzzle all together, but do you really want to piece it and see the end result?

But what if there's nothing there? What if you're just blowing it out of proportion? What if you're not? What if everything you see and what you feel with your sixth sense is ringing the alarm bells and you get hurt? I guess you just have to trust your heart and trust that person for now. If not some one will be there to pick up that puzzle and re-fix it for you, because some one out there cares and that person might well be the person you get upset over, right now.

Painting with light

Hello fellow readers, this here is a mangled car with a cat in the non existent boot. This was produced by having a dark studio and three torches with coloured paper over them to change the colour (and i was the red torch in this photo, i drew the awesome cat and windows yes) this was a really enjoyable lesson that we had, we got to try lots of things. We captured the painting with light by holding the shutter open for about 20 seconds whilst we drew what we wanted.

Here's the Iris song which you must spare a few minutes of your time to listen to this.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmsClQ1H0ME

If you stripped me back of everything i have i'd still be me.

This post is about the fact that i wear myself everyday of every month. I prefer not to wear make up as i feel it covers up all the naturalness in your face, and some of my friends are incredibly pretty and still wear make up (most probably lack of self confidence) but most people wear it if they do not need it. I've never worn foundation apart from two very very VERY special occasions, i don't wear it as i feel it doesn't help your skin and most girls get the tone on the opposite scale to the colour of their now manky skin.

Also, there's this amazing song which if you have the time, you should listen to it, it was very recently in the charts it's called 'Iris' by the Goo Goo Dolls -say their name however you want it will sound weird- and one lyric which is embedded in my brain is 'i just want you to know who i am' and i want everyone to know who i am, what i'm about, why i'm different from every other girl out there. I believe one reason is the way i dress and the way i present myself (au natural) and probably everything else about me other than the fact that i am female and age similarities. I get offended when anyone ever mistakes me for someone else even if it's someone better than me, they are not ME are they? Some times it just astounds me by the fact that some one wants to insult me like that, literally i think i turn into the human torch and start throwing fire balls at everyone in my firing range.


No fake lashes, no fake nails and no fake hair is my moto.

My seventh day of illness.

I have entered nearly a week of my bug. I have been under the weather for about a week and a half. Lucky me eh? I have a blocked right ear, coughs every now and then and a rather runny nose, it's like it doesn't want to be part of my body anymore! There's slight wooziness when i get up and walk around, but i feel i can walk around now so i'm recovering but can't really smell anything and my nose isn't red so i suppose that's a bonus and i'll be able to face college tomorrow (bearing drugs, airwaves and a million tissues of course!) but my temperature's still a bit shady so will have to wear something practical for my temperature and the weather, keeping in mind our own weather changes just as much as mine these days pah!

this is me in my chilly mode.

Oops i sneezed again..

Yes that's right I've caught a germ. Well it shouldn't surprise me i haven't been ill since April so i was due for this, and at least this time it's not at Christmas, but it's made me behind on my college work and stops me going out in public. I first realised i was ill yesterday when my throat was on fire, so i got suspicious then half way through the day i was sniffing. Yep a bit o both. But today it's a flood of the sniffles, making me sofa bound, and not capable of doing my work as my brain is clogged up with snot. I'm supposed to be seeing my best friend tomorrow. Without making her ill and without looking like i'm about to die. Sunday i'm supposed to be seeing my boyfriend for our anniversary, it's not going to look pretty if i have a red nose like Rudolf and tissues stuffed up my sleeves like a magician. I've taken a picture of my survival kit to show you what i'm fighting this with; Left to right-Phone, drugs, cup of water, box of tissues, tv remote, cup of soup-golden vegetable, airwaves, custard/rice pots, white magnum style ice cream and my favourite teddy.

Oh dear not again....

My grandma had a fall in her care home, and has been taken to a local hospital (St. Mary's) as they think she has broken her wrist! So my mother is going down there to see how she is, so our quiet morning has turned around! So let's hope she is ok and doesn't have any bad bruises or black eyes like one christmas several years ago.

My idea of a good night out..

Is in fact a good night IN yes ladies and gents IN INSIDE, in some comfy clothes that cover everything up and are uber snuggie, watching some form of comedy or romance film (yes the 'chick flick' i enjoy them!!) or a romantic comedy as i love to laugh and smile. I don't know why people want to get 'wasted' and reveal themselves to strangers and most of the time not remember their night as they have increased their chance of brain damage?! It doesn't make sense to me, as alcohol doesn't appeal to me. I was chatting to my wolf pack in Psychology and they were chatting about random things, and parties and drinking games came up, and they suggested that we do something similar together and i explained 'i don't drink' and one wolf cried 'I'LL MAKE YOU DRINK! I'LL FIND SOME WAY TO FORCE YOU!!' and i thought that that was ridiculous, as that would be against my will.

I love to be in control of my thoughts and feelings and not burst them out at people who i don't want to know my secrets/inner thoughts, oh and have my vision, as i recently experienced in my DOCTORS it's not fun nearly fainting/being unconscious really it's not attractive (my dad said so) I've witnessed friends puking and upchucking it's just a mess for someone sober like me to clear up and help them.

This is my friend i found in my garden...

i was just roaming my garden photographing the autumn leaves that had fallen from my tree, when i saw this strange looking slug! I decided to photograph him/her as i had never seen a spotty and stripey slug in my life. (elephant caterpillars yes but never this)

Why, when your around it's heaven...

Another day with the other half, another day trying not to miss him! No matter how much or how little time i get with him i still miss him loads, so how do you work that out? I get so attuned to his company that when he goes i just feel lonesome, even if i have other company.

It's weird.

what i get up to in Photography...

We had the topic of photobooth and created our own pictures for Self Portraiture and here's me.

My morning at the Doctors...

      Today i had to endure a blood test. Considering that i have 'problems' with anything to do with needles me and needles just don't go down well...so my heart was pumping double time when i was waiting for the guy having his done and everyone who came out seemed fine so i was a little calmer, but tell that to my nerves! I got in the chair and my dad mentioned about my previous experiences and i explained about my needle thing, but i got in the weird chair and gave her my arm, but turned away so i couldn't see the weapon of pain, she strapped my arm down to make my vain pop out (i already have vainy arms and there's no problem with that) and i felt the tinge of the needle in my skin for about five seconds then it was over, and i was passed the cotton bud to prevent blood being spilt.
       Then it occurred. I felt a little faint and woozy, my vision became dotted by light and i felt flushed and struggling to breathe, my father said i felt freezing but i was on fire, i couldn't speak properly whilst this change was happening, it's frightening to have your sight, your hearing affected by something which wasn't that bad. By this point my throat felt closed up, and something felt like it had to come up my neck, this happened to be my breakfast, and the two red skittles i popped in my mouth after to gain some sugar. Seeing as i couldn't see efficiently i couldn't tell where the sick bowl was when the nurse passed it to me it went over the edges, when this happened i'm not even aware of what i'm doing it's just happening, and my body is trying to fix itself. After i had emptied my stomach i retrieved my sight back after my crazy few minutes, i was recovered and got home and had some strawberry jam on toast (strawberry is the best, no other flavour can supplement that not raspberry or anything else!!) and that went down a treat so i'm back on top!

I wish people wouldn't do that...

I wish people would get their noses out of other people's business. It was all going good before you came along  and dug your claws into us, just because you're so 'perfect' you think you can be den mother and even ruin my happiness, or at least my recovery from a bad mood but no you've brought it back, so thank you for that i'm going to be in a bad mood for the rest of the day and now I've gone back a phase. I want you to leave please, you have to otherwise i will go a little crazy more often, just go. I don't care if you're 'friends' i'm not going to like you, as you get to see him everyday, you get to see if he has a hair cut first or new clothes and it should be me, i don't know whether it's the distance that makes me like this or it's just you, but i really really don't like you.

This is all i want to do..

....all i want to do is scream and shout and let everything out, but i can't because i'm trapped with my thoughts constantly  when i'm awake, when i daydream, when i'm in lessons i am reminded, and even when i sleep, this should be a positive thing. However right now i'm really not in the mood. I'm like this because i have these phases, or stages if you will of my mood habits, especially for certain circumstances; stress, sorrow, and perhaps even happiness. I really take a disliking to certain things, i become very VERY picky about what i like to see and do (by the by i have little OCD habits so when in these rages of perfectionist fits i like things to be a certain way otherwise it'll bug me forever.)
       So in my miserable moods it can go something like this; i wake up in a daze, my feet shuffle against the cream carpets as i journey to the bathroom to find that when i look into my reflection that i look as bad as i feel. Purple lids, red wrought eyes and a face like a zombie. I weep inside as i feel my heart and lungs shrinking with each short exasperated breath i take. When two things go wrong at once i feel the world collapse on me and i silently cry out for help to save me from my troubles. And i feel like the worst person in the world.
A bundle of laughs i'm sure, but from my point of view it's far from positive in these times, but don't worry it's not always like this, when i'm with other company i wear myself bravely as if nothing's wrong not for my benefit but for my friends, my family, to make them happy, my exterior and interior is built to make others smile, not to make me smile.

I'm going to tell you about my day at college...

Right so now today was the third day in which i woke up (for no reason at all) at 4.00am. Now i'm deffinately not happy about this, the first night was understandable because i woke up from overheating, yes that's right overheating in England! Who would of thought....and now it seems to be a pattern emerging and i'm missing out on about 30 minutes of sleep a night. Anyway, average tiresome day with three hours of English literature where we are reading the great gatsby and i find it quite interesting, and did an example of an exam question. Then three hours of psychology ending the first study we've been nit picking, and (here's the juicy part) when we have 20-25 minute breaks i have a group of new friendlings one is an old friend from my dance school, so there's about five of us sometimes a few others, and we chat and throw banter and jokes about (all girls by the way, as i have a boyfriend i don't require to make friends with other males) and one of us decided to exchange numbers incase we get lost and just because we are kind of friends now. My response in my head was; OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD I HAVE NEW FRIENDS! I DID IT I'VE FINALLY GOT SOMEONE ELSES NUMBER WITHOUT STALKING THEM! OH MY GOD!

So yes a very good productive day, untill another morrow chaps.

Me and my boyfriend love cash converters. Everytime we walk into town we're drawn like the south pole to the north pole of a magnet; the guitars, phone's, xbox games, (we don't actually buy anything on a normal day) but today it was the cd racks. They were one pound each and some odd deal if you bought so many you got 50p off! I was thinking just yesterday how cheap some cd's are and proper quality bands/singers from old days or a few years back...ahh the good days of music, most music now isn't even music, it's just auto-tuning and making it catchy for people to download so they get awards. Whereas i absolutely admire bands who play their own music and it's more about lyrics than likeness and money.

1 year 8 months

This title is how long me and my boyfriend have been together for. I know i can't believe it either! I do get these 'odd' looks at college whenever i mention that i have a boyfriend, they kind of raise their eyebrows in confusion and tilt their head to one side sort of puzzled. It really disturbs me when they do this, i don't think it's fair as when other 'prettier people' or more 'outspoken' people don't get these looks. They get the questions 'aww how long have you been together for?' and all smiles and glory and the average people like me (well that's a lie i'm beyond average but what do they know...yet) get given the evils as if they don't believe us! Typical prejudice i say!

this post is for Monday 26th September

I was having a normal day, two hours of photography where we did photograms (i'll scan them in another time) then my lovely four hour break<3 it wasn't bad i got some of my photography sketch book and some english work. Then i got a text from my father saying i had to catch the bus to meet him for his girlfriends birthday meal! from college to fareham and i was like *silence* so had to get some money from my mum. So i was waiting for the bus patiently with a few of my friends, when one of my friends new friends looked up on his phone the traffic as our bus, or two buses hadn't turned up for nearly half an hour. He said there was some road closure where the bus was coming. Typical eh? So i waited a little while longer thinking of ideas if it was to be delayed any longer....whether i should get the 39 to havant bus station then get the train to fareham.....wait awhile it might turn up.....ask one of my parents to pick me up.....god i hate buses. So it was nearly an hour now and some cruel bus drivers had the sign -sorry not in public service- above them and dropped one person off, and drove away. WHAT? so i decided to text my parents to see what they thought, and guess what! my dad was stuck in the traffic the buses were! and my mum was busy about to go to the gym! So i eventually decided i had to get on the move if i wanted to get home safe and sound, so i did get the 39 to the bus station but and BUT the driver short changed me. I gave him a ten pound note and he gave me 2.60 change. I only realised this when i sat down as i was just exausted so didn't notice right away, when i told him he said 'i can't remember now, if you told me straight away i would've done something. Sorry there's nothing i can do, it's the same in a shop.' I started to get upset because that meant i had to use my savings money (i'm saving for a dslr camera) and then when i was walking towards the train station some random guy eating chips starts talking to me. He went 'Boo, i scared you didn't i?' he didn't i already saw him, and he kept talking to me like had i been to university, what my name was and he was downright weird! I thought he was going to follow me! Fortunately he didn't and i was alone again, so i got my train ticket and sat down looking at the tables trying to find my train and i had to wait about half an hour, so by this time it was 6.50 and i should've been with my dad by now! I was so tired and easily could've gone to sleep right there and then.

This was my most hectic travel home and i didn't get to sleep untill 11pm and i was flabbergasted.