Road to 21...


I'm not a teenager any more...

But as I am yet to hit 21, and therefore (for my own piece of mind) not yet a adult, this is what I am calling my "purgatory year", not an adult, not a teenager. 365 days to sort my life out.  However, I have just googled the actual definition of Purgatory and it in fact means "a place or state of suffering" so... maybe I need to think of a better name. Although one thing I want to do is lose weight so maybe that title is perfectly apt...

I thought now, would be the perfect time to start my blog back up again. So I can document exactly what I am doing, and then when I turn 21, I can look back and see how much (or little) I have done in a year. I've hidden/deleted most of my old posts, as I don't think that they fit with "me" anymore; I'm still working out whether they ever really did... but you can still expect loads of photographs, and I'm sure, as usual I'll find something to complain about!

Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to reinvent myself. I just want to get my head together a little bit. I want to be fitter, closer to finding out what I want to do with my life, and to be a little more confident. My goal is to post fairly regularly, as well as filming a second a day for a year.. although if you have followed me for a while, you'll be as surprised as me if I manage to keep it up, but that's the plan!

So. Day one of three hundred and sixty five. Let's go.


The Capital | Part Two.

Read about Part One *Here*




Monday morning was rainy... Which was sad because I was stupid enough to think that the rain in England would hold off for me and therefore didn't bring any item of clothing with a hood (Well done Alice) After quickly realising on Sunday that the weight of our backpacks and my shoes were not cut out for tramping all over London we decided to take the Tube up to Carnaby St. where we went for breakfast... In Choccywocckydoodah.. (Told you there was a theme) I had a white chocolate truffle milkshake, and George opted for a French Lemonade, and then to eat we both shared a Chocolate dipping pot with an array of cake and sweets to indulge in. If you're in the area, check it out... You won't regret it!

The sun then decided to make an appearance so we did a spot of shopping before heading to Covent Garden via Piccadilly Circus... We did yet more shopping and basked in the sun for a few hours before deciding that we needed a drink... We walked over to Leicester Square where I jumped on the chance for some Frozen Yoghurt from Snog (Mango, not chocolate). Frozen Yoghurt is my favourite thing, and I cannot express my love for it enough... Cafe Nero is where we ended up for a drink where I opted for an Orange San Pellegrino and George went for an Orange and Raspberry.. Something... I'm not sure what it was exactly, a blended thing.. you know the sort...


After deliberating for some time where we wanted to go for dinner, we decided on Pizza express where I went for a Chicken, Pepper, Red Onion and Cajun Pizza, and George went for Chicken and Pesto Pasta...  It went down pretty well although I swear Pizza wheels are useless and it takes me more time to cut it up than it does to eat it; George was done by the time it took me to get through my first piece.




Can you tell how much I love London?
By this time it was about 7:30 and we still had about an hour to kill before we had to head back to Euston. We suddenly realised that we'd been in London for well over 24 hours and we'd hardly seen any sights, (not that we hadn't seen them before but that's not the point). We worked out that the easiest way to do that would be to head over to Trafalgar Square for ten minute before jumping on the Tube to get back into Euston with 10 minutes to spare.

I can only apologise for anyone on our carriage back home... I literally couldn't stop laughing the whole way... You know when you're over-tired and you find everything funny? That.

As weekends go... It was one of the better one's I've ever experienced, it was so relaxed as we didn't have anything planned to start with... Everything that happened was decided on the spot and it'll definitely make me think twice in the future about planning trips with a schedule... Sometimes what you need is a little bit of spontaneity.

If you're more interested in the real touristy side of London, check out *this* post I wrote last year! What's your favourite thing to do in London?

The Capital | Part One.

Friday the 19th of June at 11.25 I put my pen down after finishing my last A level exam.

To celebrate the end of an era, my friend Georgia and I decided to head to the capital for a weekend of food, shopping, more food, and as it turned out, music.

Why is it whenever you have to be up really early the next morning it is near impossible to fall asleep? This is what I was asking myself at 2am Sunday morning; regardless, when my alarm went off a mere 4 hours later I sprung (fell) out of bed, applied (slapped) some makeup onto my face and ran (crawled) to the door. Our train was due to leave at 8:15 so I bought a hot chocolate and a chocolate twist (super healthy) to inject some sugar into my bloodstream and to keep me awake on the train... You'll begin to realise as I go on that chocolate was the theme for this trip... I don't think I have consumed so much in all my life...

Two and a half hours later we arrived at Euston, after being addressed as little marshmallows and "right kids" by the train manager over the speakerphone (Well done Virgin, that brightened my day). The sun was shining and it was flippin' hot; we had bought a meal deal at the station so we decided to head to Hyde Park for a picnic... Pretending we knew better than Siri who told us it would take 50 minutes to walk 2 miles... By the time we actually walked through Marble Arch, 49 minutes later (in your face Siri) we had to sit down... I didn't do my research, and as a result we found that British Summer Time was on and most of the park was closed off. We found a patch of grass just outside the gates and ate our lunch.

At about 3 O'clock a lady came over to us and asked if we had tickets to get in to the concert (for those of you who don't know British Summer Time is a festival on in Hyde Park over a number of days with different act headlining each night) assuming she was trying to sell us some we politely declined... She went on to tell us that she didn't want any money, just for the tickets to not go to waste as her friends had missed their flight and couldn't make it.


The rest of the day was spent eating Churros (with chocolate dipping sauce) and watching MIKA, FOXES, Chic and others... MIKA was amazing, although I still don't understand how anyone's voice reaches those notes; crazy. Kylie was headlining but we left before she performed to get back to our hotel, however we did see her on the sidelines along with Sam Smith, Cara Delevingne, and Bruno Tonioli. For a day where we had nothing planned, it wasn't half bad...

We walked for a further hour and a half to get back to Kings Cross where we were staying and called it a night. 

When I began writing this post I thought I was going write about the two days but apparently I write to much and so there will be a Part Two up tomorrow to save your eyes!

Were you there on Sunday? Or perhaps you've seen some of these artists too? Let me know down in the comments!

Tourist Things | London

It turns out I'm a tourist more than I thought, this is the third time I've done a post like this, so I've decided it will now be a 'thing'... Well... We'll see.. We all know what happened last time I committed myself to something...

Last week I took a trip to the capital, one of my favourite places in the whole world.

You either love London or you hate it... You can either embrace the rush, the rain, and the thousands and thousands of people, or you can't. I for one, can. Love. I don't know, there's just something about the place that makes me happy, there is nothing too different to anywhere else; same shops, same Starbucks on every street corner, but there is just something that makes me love it... The atmosphere... Something...

I was only there for two days, but oh my did I fit a lot in... and of course I took my camera... I'll let you decide whether or not it was worth it...








I cannot wait to be back there soon! What's your favourite part thing about London? Let me know!

British Tourist Things...

As previously discussed on this blog, I do love being a tourist... Even though I was in fact born and raised in this country, I do love exploring it...

On Thursday we took a trip down to Llandudno, which is a seaside tourist destination... I had been before, but about eight years ago, and so don't remember much due to the fact I was probably complaining about how my feet were hurting or how I needed a drink... My nine year old self would have been surprised to hear that I actually enjoyed these visits in the years to come...


I love being near the sea... I live approximately a 15 minute walk to the nearest shore, and a 10 minute drive to the prettiest one... I can just about see the wind turbines from one of them from my house (living on a hill has it's advantages) Maybe it would have been easier to walk down to the beach from my house rather than driving for an hour and a half to get to a more commercial one... but hey, it was a day out.


My mum used to live in Llandudno, as she went to college there, so we had our own little tour guide, showing us where she used to live, and work, and shop, and drink... It made me wonder about what's coming up in the next year for me... Exciting times...

Thursday was beautiful! Despite me being ill... (yes still) I had a really lovely day, and it was great to see my uncle and cousins who I only see about twice a year due to (very) long distances... The views from the top of the Great Orme were amazing...


Mum & Dad

Did you go anywhere nice this week? Let me know!

Practice Shots | Words

One thing I promised myself I'd do this year, is use my camera a lot more and practice around the house so when I do go out, I'll find it a lot easier to make sense of the lighting situations and which settings will look better where...

So, yesterday I decided to look around my room for letters, numbers and words to photograph... pretty boring I know, but you have to start somewhere right? They're all in black and white because, as many people who know me are aware, I simply prefer black and white photography and my camera setting was already on monochrome so I stuck with it. Here are the shots I got... It's pretty obvious to me that a LOT more practice is needed...













So that was my saturday night... I hope you all had a great weekend and you have a brilliant week!!
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