Surviving Earthquakes and Holiday Blues

So I’ve had a crazy summer so far…

After I went to Mexico. I then took a trip to Suffolk and went to latitude festival where I jumped on my best friends shoulders and sung my heart out to Mumford and Sons – I will wait whilst rather intoxicated. 

From there I went to Kos in Greece. Our first night things went bump and we experienced their first earthquake in many years. Although it was my first night we also experienced aftershocks the second night which I was wide awake for. Fortunately we were in the south Kos town experienced the majority of the disaster and I just feel so sorry for all the injured and the victims. Greece is so beautiful and for a town to be destroyed by a natural disaster is so tragic.

Anyway so after surviving the earthquake we experienced Kos clubs which were not like British clubs although they had the British music people were allowed to smoke so I ended up smelling like an ashtray some nights when we ventured to Downtown which is an underground club in Kardamena. 

We also went on a boat trip to paradise beach also known as bubble beach due to the volcano nearby some parts of the beach experience air bubbles. Fortunately I had my camera this whole summer so I captured some footage of the bubbles!

I never thought I could fall in love with a place so badly, but after 3 weeks which resulted in us using our bank cards in foreign ATM’s to withdraw more money. It’s safe to say I never wanted to leave despite having the worlds worst hangover on the final day and I mean horrific!


I would go back in a heartbeat I actually looked at flights, but they were all fully booked. Myself and my sister had two mottos in Kos;

The first one – What happens in Kos stays in Kos

The second one – Here for a good time not a long time

So now after following several people on Instagram from our holiday and questioning whether we will ever keep in touch. I am now waiting for our next adventure to Italy in 10 days where we will be travelling to Rome and Naples.

What I’ve learned most from this summer is I never want to live in my hometown forever this world is to beautiful to be stuck in one place.

Getting Away

So for the last two weeks I have been in Mexico. There is nothing I love more than leaving my normal life behind and hopping on a plane. Although it did take 11 hours! 

Switching off from the world being in a completely different time zone and meeting new people was absolutely incredible. Part of me wishes I never had to come back. Although I do have exciting things ahead so the feeling of sadness quickly evaporated.

Getting away from the world doesn’t have to just be going to a different country. There are so many other ways to getaway when things seem to be too much this includes;

-Turning off my phone! Social Media is one of the easiest ways to switch off from the world

– Visiting a new town or city. I recently went to Scotland although it is an hours plane journey it’s somewhere I had never been before

– Taking a walk also always gives me the thinking time I need.

From now on I’m definitely going to make sure I take time to getaway. For now I am onto the next adventure of sleeping in a tent at a festival for 4 nights wish me luck! 

Still dreaming of Mexico’s sunset…

It’s Good To Be Reckless Sometimes..

I feel like I plan so much. I like to know where I’m going and at what time. I like to know when things have to be done and how. People sometimes call me the Boff or the SWOT at Uni, because I tend to start my assignments early. Who doesn’t want to do well right? okay that sounded a little nerdish  I also plan ahead because I never want to be one of those deadline day types of people (within reason) so I like to be organised. BUT then there are times that i am completely reckless and live on the wild side…

Reckless – heedless of danger or the consequences of ones actions…

Perhaps its something to do with my zodiac sign? which is cancer. I can plan so much, but sometimes I do things that even I’m like woahhh. This is when I know i’m at my most happiest. Because i’m not planning my diet, or my next workout, or when I have to go to work next or when i should be finishing assignments i just go and do something that actually makes me feel alive!

The other weekend my sister and one of our friends mentioned about going to a festival, the next day we booked it haha. I was at work I just transferred the £200 a now i’m going to a 5 day festival?!
Yesterday I had the most awful day at work. I still exercised, but then ate a takeaway and drank wine? It was a Tuesday night and this morning i had a presentation?

This one is a little less impulsive if you call 3 days less impulsive, but more reckless. So work has been treating me so bad recently that I was actually adding up yesterday if i could afford to quit my job yet or if i would have to wait a little longer until after Uni finished. However, my mum was like “oh just have Thursday off” as the planner and good person I am I haven’t had one day off work in the 6 and 1/2 months that i have been there (not that I’m counting or anything). My response was; “no, i’m not going to have Thursday off because I think i’m going to bunk Saturday” haha.

These little decisions or plans are the things that make me feel the most alive and happy, because they are moments right now. Although its good to plan ahead! I have so many exciting things happenings this summer it’s also important not to wish life away, by doing the little impulsive things that get us through the day a little easier…

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I don’t have a reason for this picture I just liked the quote as usual it was saved in my phone…

 

 

 

 

The Scale Of Life

We are constantly putting ourselves and others on a pedestal. We scale ourselves against each other in order to see who performs better whether this be in life, in competition or in the way we look. I am no stranger to this scale. In order to lose weight and get fit I put myself on a scale everyday through weighting myself, through counting the calories I eat, through looking at fitness pictures and being envious of people’s bodies.

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My breakfast being no exception to counting calories!

However, some would argue this is the society we live in today. Although I would like to think I don’t judge others I am no stranger to comparing myself. I have recently learnt that not everything can be measured! I took photos at the start of this year to compare my weight loss and recently took them again. I had lost weight significantly which the scale didn’t actually reflect. Don’t get me wrong the scale going down is a very satisfying feeling for myself, but I know now I’m more than just a scale.IMG_2454

I read this quote the other day about the cost of ambition. It couldn’t be truer, but how do we measure ambitions success? Usually by a number on a scale from where we are to where we want to be. Personally I think we should measure it by our performance on our way to success, because determination to get to the place we want to be is more satisfying on reflection than the number we get as a result.

Although hitting the 1 stone number this week was a very happy feeling, even my Fitbit informed me I had lost 6kg so maybe happiness can be measured in numbers sometimes…

 

Fear.

Fear. It is the invisible object telling us we can’t do something. It’s the thing that pushes us back every time we think about moving forward. It’s the voice inside us that will forever be our darkest demons.

“Keep your eyes on the stars. And your feet on the ground” – Theodore Roosevelt

This year I have started to conquer my demons in my first two years of University I thought going out and getting drunk because I was young was fun. However, the next day after gaining trillions in weight and feeling emotional and tired with a major hangover I promised myself that would be the last time. This time last year after promising i wouldn’t quit University, i pushed through my fears and decided to finish out the year away from home. I then came up with a plan rather than doing what i was ‘supposed to do’ which was; find a placement year job, then spend another year away from home next year which is everyone expectation of me. I pushed through…

I admitted to myself which was the hardest thing I wasn’t happy and was done getting drunk every weekend just to drown my sorrows in unhappiness. I found a University at home, found a part-time job at a coffee shop (not the best job) but it will do whilst I finish out University. The ironic things is i don’t even like coffee, but i can make your flat white, latte or an Americano a million times a day haha.

Now my life is so different and never how I planned. I am in my final semester ever of University, I’m getting good grades, i’m happy… I always felt the mellow sadness i felt last year was just how life is meant to be? For every person that ever feels that way trust me it isn’t!

I’m also getting rid of the weight, going to the gym regularly this year I’m already 8 pounds down (WOOOO!). Don’t get me wrong going out and getting drunk with my friends is still fun, but I don’t do it because i should do anymore i do it because i want too.

After this semester I plan to spend my summer travelling and then who knows… But it doesn’t scare me anymore because life is too short to let fear rule us.

Hope

We can wish for something to happen, we can strive for success, but what happens when you have done everything possible to do your best… Hope

Being an optimist is something I struggle with. However, I always put 110% into everything even if I do struggle I work hard. When something doesn’t pay off I question could I have done more, but in the back of my mind I know even if I hated every second of it I would have done my best. Today I received my University results back and it turns out I have done really well. I was shocked partly because I was sitting at work and wasn’t mentally prepared to receive them and partly because I didn’t expect to do so well. But then I thought I’ve been hoping for the last month I would do well even though I couldn’t change the outcome.

I feel like I have high expectations for myself, sometimes to high. Failure isn’t an option in my eyes. I am also very stubborn so that doesn’t help. However when you hope and plead that you don’t fail and then you succeed it is something to be proud of.  We should all be proud of the little thing a bit more because in reality they are the big things we often forget about.  

Life Should Be More Than Okay

Recently I’ve realised I was settling. Settling in life, settling with friends, settling with my future. After going through a rough patch I got back to what i felt was my ‘normal’ stage which on reflection wasn’t really normal it was just what I was used to. The only way i can describe it is when someone ask’s you “are you alright or how are you today?” my response was always “I’m okay”. I think i was so used to going through rough patches that when i had hit my ‘normal’ stage i would always say I’m okay. WELL in the last month I have discovered something…

LIFE SHOULD BE MORE THAN OKAY. At the moment i have a lost of positives, i had a temporary  summer job, i now have a job for when I’m back at Uni. I am starting a new Uni soon and already starting my dissertation to be prepared for my final year. Side note: any tips on dissertations greatly appreciated it took my 3 hours to decide the aim of my dissertation (SEND HELP). For once i feel like i have something to say about my life when people ask me how i’m doing? or what have I been up to? Before i used to say “oh you know not much” i actually dreaded someone asking me what had I been up to for the fear that i would have to hold a conversation about nothing. Partly because i was unhappy with my life and who wants to talk about their life when they are unhappy?

Right now i would say things are positive I am so much happier! I really do wish i could put this feeling in a bottle and give it to someone who needs it. For the last year i didn’t know what being happy was. When i think about my life only a few things have changed, but these few things have changed me so much that I’m actually enjoying where i am right now. For once i’m making plans, plans about my future, i’m finally gonna save up and have the guts to go travelling after I finish university and then who knows, but it doesn’t matter. I’ve realised it doesn’t matter what i do as long as i’m happy which i can honestly say I am.

Today’s quote of the day;


 

Today’s lyrics of the day;

“And I’ll rise up, High like the waves I’ll rise up in spite of the ache, I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousands times again” ~ Andra Day – Rise Up