Personally when I have a head full of problems that I just don’t want to sort at that precise moment in time, I always turn to music.
Different types help me in different ways
When I feel anxious and just want to chill, out I will go for something like a crackling fire or panpipes. Just focusing on the sound and the sound alone seems to soothe me.
If I need perking up because I’m in a grouchy mood then I’ll go for something that has a beat – think cheesy nightclub music. It brings back good memories.
If the tears are flowing because I’m generally upset, whether it’s hormonal or just somethings got to me, call me mad but I like listening to soppy love songs to just bawl my eyes out and get all the tears out all at once.
I do love just sitting with my mum and listening to her kind of music…which is the 60s as that was her school days/her youth. They really did have some great music out back then.
Here’s a playlist with some examples of the songs I’m on about.
It’s Saturday night it’s been so bloody hot today here in England.
so I thought let’s do a nice easy Q and A from the comfort of my nice cool bedroom.
OK its called 5 favourites and I’ve chosen 5 questions from the list…
Oh this is my thinking face too 🙈
5 favourite celebrities : Micky Flanagan, Colin Firth, Meryl Streep, Phillip Schofield and Cameron Diaz (3 eye candy and 2 fab women)
5 favourite words/sayings you use too much: peachy, beaut, I love it, you’re special, ya (like the German for yeah) that ones just become a habit 🙈
5 favourite movies of all time : Bridget Jones Diary – the first one, Now and then, 10 things I hate about you, The kissing booth and of course Dirty Dancing…. There’s so many than 5 I’ll do a blog post on it at a later date.
5 favourite pictures on my phone that arenot people :
5 favourite quotes:
live well, laugh often, love much.
If it doesn’t make me feel fabulous I don’t want it.
The greater the storm the brighter the rainbow.
Love yourself like your not waiting for someone else to do it
It’s not about the size you wear but how you wear your size.
I left school hell of a long time ago…. 2002 to be exact.
Round about this time was the last few exams and then prepping for the big event which was PROM.
So I had been beat up by a group of girls a month before and mum and me had bought my dress in a charity shop for £17.50 and i really felt special in it but because my confidence had been knocked severely it wasn’t quite the exciting night I had hoped for.
I was a bag of nerves, that feeling of oh my god I’m gonna barf on me pretty dress but luck was on my side. That was before we had even picked up my mates.
Got there unscathed and smiles when I saw all my mates.
Photos were taken outside the venue, this one above was me and one of my besties at school Soph. I didn’t have an ounce of make up on as my face still hurt from getting beat up but my sis did my hair really lovely so I half felt like a princess.
I probably stayed for half the night and then dad had to come pick me up because I started to panic.
I can actually say I went though and it’s good to look back at pics of everyone else looking gorgeous too.
This was our last day of school with my bestie Jessica aka Trev. Still besties now and I’m blessed that we still are just as close.
Thought since most year 11s will be going to their proms this month it’ll be good to chat about mine.