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The ever changing early 20’s madness.

It’s been a while since I last wrote on here and lots of things have changed for me. I’m still back in the Uk at home in the South of England, living with my parents. I started studying Early childhood at University in September ( I’ll have finished my first year end of May yaaay ) Before Starting Uni I also found out I’m Dyslexic, which explains a lot haha. Apologies for my poor spelling and grammar on my blog but If I worried about it too much id never post anything. I’m now working at a lovely Nursery as a Key worker, I’ve been single since November and I had my Tonsils out last week which is when  I actually spent time just re-reading over my blog remembering how much I enjoyed it.

I wish I had blogged each step of the way but sometimes we have to just get on with life and then reflect.

I’m at a stage now where I feel like i’m just putting one foot in front of the other.  I really like my course and find it so interesting but It still doesn’t make me feel fulfilled and happy with where I am right now, when essays are due It actually just becomes  really stressful. My last essay I wrote the day before it was due.  I want to change that. Trying to remember that I enjoy what I’m learning about and that I’m doing well so far is important, but I often just focus on how trapped it makes me feel. I’m sure 90% of students experience this feeling ( stats made up by Chloe’s head).

Becoming single has also been a very strange feeling. I go from feeling really empowered and free to then feeling like i’ve lost part of myself.  I could write my whole Blog on how i’ve felt but I want to write again to make myself think where do I go from here? Rather than still dwelling on the past and the, could have’s and should have’s. I feel like now is my time to fully let it all go. The bitterness, the disappointment and frustration. It sounds so cliche but I can see that this is my time to find out who I am.

I feel like all the things I would love to just write forever about are too jumbled in my head and personal/ annoying to pour out on my blog but I will do my best to involve people in a way I feel comfortable with. It’s a weird mix of wanting to just keep my blog private to be able to really just rant but I also really like the community it has brought me in the past. Bare with me 🙂

 

Any  wanna be positive thinkers out there want to join me on my journey?

Anyone who has no idea whats really going on in their life?

Anyone single and learnt to embrace it?

 

I want to end my first post with things i’m looking forward to and things that i will be blogging about.

  • Going to Dublin with my lovely friend Kim during the first weekend of June
  • Seeing florence and the Machine in Hyde park in July with My also lovely friend Ellie.
  • Going to stay in Weymouth for a week in August with my Dad ( feels mean to not mention he’s lovely too haha)
  • Visiting my friend (lovely) Cam in leeds also in August for a few days.

 

Thanks for reading. It’s good to be back

 

C x

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The travelling girl who once had the brilliant idea of writing a blog but never did…. Part one

So, back in March me and my boyfriend Luke set off on our travelling adventure. For both of us it was our first long haul flight. I remember being so paranoid about getting a blood clot, I had my flights socks on and made sure Luke wore his too even though he thought it a little unnecessary. Every 2 minuets I was doing some sort of weird foot movement to keep the blood flowing. I have to say that flying with emirates was a very pleasant experience, the planes ceiling had twinkly lights that resembled stars and I remember thinking I liked the air hostesses uniform consisting of bright red lipstick (along with clothes haha!) we were also incredibly lucky that our flight was pretty empty which meant I could lie down across a whole row of seats for about 5 hours of it! I kept forgetting that I was going travelling and was more focused on not dieing, drinking water and trying to get some sleep.

We had a quick change over in Dubai airport- I was told not to be drunk or hold hands with Luke as we could potentially be arrested for it. I was too tired to do either of those things luckily! We then jumped on the plane towards Bangkok.

It was night time in Bangkok when we finally arrived. I couldn’t believe we were here! We jumped in a taxi and handed the driver our ripped out page from the travel guide that had the name of our hotel on. He nodded and then asked to ring the hotel to ask for directions, which I found a little strange but there must be thousands in Bangkok. As we were driving down the incredibly busy motorway I remember just staring out the window, exhausted, trying to take everything in, to the left of me I saw two parents and a tiny little girl of about 2 years old all huddled up zooming next to us on a blue scooter, I nudged Luke. Obviously health and safety was not an issue here.
We got out of the taxi at our hotel and it smelt like you could catch something from just breathing in. As we entered the hotel I was relieved to find such polite and welcoming staff along with fresh smelling air! Our room was perfect and had a massive bed! we got the important stuff out of the way like eating the free pack of Oreos and trying on the dressing gowns, and then braved the world outside .

I’m not going to lie I was scared to even cross the road ! There didn’t appear to be any traffic lights, and from observing others the method seemed to be just walking out into the road whilst about five million scooters all beeped their horns at you and swerved. Some how we made it. We were staying in the ‘China town’ district of Bangkok so I think a lot of the strange street food that we saw was Chinese. I held my breath and probably pulled quiet a rude facial expression. The meat out in little glass trolleys looked like it had been festering there for weeks. We decided plain noodles was brave enough. We ate our plate of food a table literally on the side of the road, in that moment I actually really enjoyed myself. All the bright lights from the buildings, the hundreds of scooters whizzing by and there was little old me tucking into some grub.

The next day me and Luke both wanted to get going and do something fun even though our body clocks did not feel the same. We met this really sweet Thai guy called Tony, who said he would personally drive us round for the day and take us to the floating markets and what ever else we decided for a really good price, after Luke had bartered with him of course. The floating markets were so interesting, i brought some mango and coconut rice from a lady passing by. My first taste of my soon to become Thai addiction. We also shared a pad Thai which also become our go to dish. On the way back we visited a temple, I’m not sure which one it was unfortunately but it was beautiful on the outside, inside gave a more eary feel which isn’t surprising as there was a dead monk in a glass box on show. I remember also picking a stick with a number on- and then whatever number I got I would take a piece of paper out of that corresponding box to be given a future reading. Mine said something about marrying a widower! Not sure I’m a big fan of that haha. After that we then made our way to a little place just outside of Bangkok where you could ride elephants. It was an incredible experience being so close to such a magnificent animal. I stroked the top of her head, it felt so rough and surreal. She was so gentle. Even though I’m happy to of done it I do think its sad. The elephant didn’t seem to be in distress but also didn’t seem to look overly happy. I do Believe they deserve more respect than they are given.

It took us an eye watering 21 hours to make it down to phuket, luckily it was the most glamorous coach in the world. Can you detect my major sarcasm? Naturally within the 21 hours I needed a wee. I made my way to the make shift toilet, saying make shift is generous. The toilet didn’t have enough room for you to put your legs around it and even hover above. I had to hover sideways and aim. It was horrendous ladies. There was wee all over the floor – not just mine I’d like to add! Thank God I had tissues in my pocket as of course there was non. The whole experience was Hilariously disgusting,if that’s such a thing. Apologies if that was a little more information than needed but my goodness me.

Some generous friends of my parents had allowed me and Luke to stay in their amazing three bedroom apartment in Phuket for 5 weeks. It was such an amazing place. We spent most of our time there sunbathing, walking around the town, getting massages for the equivalent of about £6 for 2 hours and eating lots of yummy food. This stage of our trip was always intended to be just a time to relax and be. We had both just worked really hard saving money to come away. It was a much needed rest, and a blessing to have this place for free as we had not been as sensible as we should of been when it came to saving up! In comparison to Bangkok it seemed like the most tranquil place on earth. One of my highlights was definitely meeting apartment 6C’s gorgeous maid called Mon. She was literally one of the sweetest ladies I’ve ever met. We became so close! She used to bring me so much delicious fruit, Thai mangoes are the best! She also gave me a cooking lesson on how to make sticky coconut rice as she knew I loved it. In return I offered to buy her some new trousers like mine as she had previously asked to try mine on! I tried to get her to choose some online but she felt too bad, in the end i had to give her mine which was also hard to get her to except, once she had she was really happy which I was glad to see. I could go on and on. She was amazing. I heart Mon. This is one of those rare times that I love Facebook for being Able to keep in contact with her 🙂

On our journey over to Sydney we got stopped at customs by the royal Thai police… Apparently we had over stayed by five days. Who cares? They definitely did haha. Oopsie. I think all they really cared about was us paying money! I was just happy to make it onto our flight…

C
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