When It’s Time To Fly The Nest 

I always hate the feeling of being trapped it’s like being stuck somewhere you don’t belong. Home was always the saviour whenever I hated uni I knew I could always come home. Whenever I went to my dad’s house on the weekend and hated sitting their knowing I was always a second class citizen I knew I only had to wait till 4pm Sunday evening to come home. However, what happens when you’re finally content with life and home isn’t where you want to be…

This summer I’ve seen so much and although I’ve had a desire to travel I’ve always been hesitant because of uni experiences and life in general I never thought I could do it. 

But now things are different…
I hate being stuck at home I’m counting down the days till I’m in Italy. I’ve come up with a plan so that I can travel and see more of the world after I’ve come back from Italy. Things take time, but for once I’ve got a plan. And although it pains me to say it although I do love home. Me, my sister and my mum are literally the three musketeers we are so close and I’m so grateful for that. This in no way is meant to sound ungrateful, but I finally understand the meaning of flying the nest.

I’m ready to move on. Ready to see the world. I’ve never had such a burning desire to get out of this town where everything’s been the same for a very long time. Most people here seem to be stuck with no desire to move on. 

Today I watched ‘Everything Everything’ it’s a good film I would deffo recommend. It’s basically about this girl who is trapped in her house due to having a severe illness. I won’t ruin the ending, but let’s just say being stuck in her house is kind of how I feel right now.

When I was sitting on the beach in Greece or travelling on a boat I never felt so free. Now that this is my reality being stuck at home part of me feels like I’m waiting for the next adventure when surely life should just be one big adventure? 

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…

After The Binge

Although this doesn’t happen very often anymore as it’s so hard to get back on it after. I very really never have a binge weekend. But yes it does happen… 

When I say a binge weekend I don’t mean a glass of wine or a piece of chocolate I mean 3 days non-stop drinking alcohol, eating everything in sight and not exercising. I even went one step further and had the dreaded McDonalds which I probably haven’t had in like over 4 months and then Monday hits you.

Today I got up went on the scales which is probably the worst things to do and jumped back off before my final number hit because I knew it was high. I then exercised with bruised knees and painful swollen feet. No it was not fun, no I probably didn’t give it my best but I did it.

I did a HIIT session and am now laying on my bed. 

I know why I don’t do it as often, because one as you may have seen from my post yesterday; https://courageouslyjustliving.wordpress.com/2017/05/14/making-the-same-mistakes/ it’s not always fun. And two because it undone all the effort and hard work I had put in the week before. It also makes it so much harder to not eat carbs and resist eating everything in sight because your body gets used to a certain levels of food. It also makes my skin very bad! Next weekend Im going to Scotland knowing I will be drinking but ensuring it won’t be a ‘binge’ weekend because I’m only human right? 

So I came up with a list of reasons why binge weekends whether it be chocolate or alcohol or in my case both are not necessarily worth it;

1. It makes healthy eating so much harder when Monday comes around

2. It makes your skin terrible and in my case UDI’s (Unidentified Drunkard Injuries)

3. One night might be fun but a whole weekend can actually turn out to be a disaster

4. Wasting so much money 

5. Looking at the scale on Monday with no hope what so ever

6. Drinking and fuelling your body on alcohol is actually really bad and can leave you dehydrated for days 

7. Not everything has to revolve around food or drink socialising shouldn’t be an excuse

8. Losing weight won’t come any easier 

9. The pain in your feet isn’t enjoyable from wearing those heels and attempting to dance like Shakira

10. Most of the time you regret it anyway 

So I need to make a mental log of these feelings, my mum used to say if you could put the feeling of a hangover in a bottle to remember we wouldn’t bother drinking at all. So here I am back to healthy eating early Monday morning attempting to seize the day…

Summer Bliss…

So it’s been a while! I didn’t really have anything to add so I thought I would just do a general life update. This week marks a year since I started this blog crazyyyy. Now I’m about to finish Uni (STRESS) trying to plan my summer and organise life in-between. These are all good things it’s just everything is happening at once.

On a brighter note I quit my job! Whoop Whoop 3 weeks and counting till I no longer have to make coffee’s or serve food I hate to rude customers so that’s exciting I just wish it was sooner…

Fun fact: I recently read that the happiest people make their bed in the morning, I looked at my bed (unmade) and decided to start making it because I’m not unhappy?! It lasted a day… I’m just too lazy or in too much of a rush to care enough. Note to self: Must try harder to not look unhappy.

So anyway I booked to go Scotland the week after Uni is finished. It’s crazy that I live in the UK and have only been to Ireland (aside from England of course) so yeah, Edinburgh here we come which should be fun!

My summer so far is looking good:

-Scotland
-Mexico
-Latitude Festival
-Greece
-Italy

And it’s the big 21 birthday in Mexico which is crazy as I am in no position to be and adult. I haven’t actually thought about my birthday much, life just seems to be flying by…

In September I will have to get a real job and be a fully fledged adult (no idea what in) in the mean time I plan to live out my summer as a reckless youth because isn’t that what students do?

So anyway hope everyone had a good Easter this week I am back to eating healthy after eating my body weight in Easter eggs! PEACE OUT XOX

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No motivational quote this week. I’m letting my self down so here’s a photo I took for my Uni work of a dull day at home..

 

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…

 

 

 

 

A Brand New Start

This year is a blank canvas. Usually I make a New Years resolution that I don’t stick to or just forget about. 

This year I am entering 2017 with no new years resolution, but a promise to myself. I vow to live my life with no limits, and with no exceptions. Life will always be difficult, but we have to make it worthwhile. I promise myself that if I find something I want to do I’ll find a way rather than say; ‘my future self will do it some day’. 

This year I already have plans set in place before entering 2017. This includes;

  • Going to see an artist play live
  • Travelling in the summer
  • Graduating from University

There’s so much I want to do and although I have no clue what my future job will be or where I will be at the end of 2017. It doesn’t matter. Life is what matters, living in the present and that is my only wish this year.

Any one else have an plans or promises this year? 

Happy New Year (with a very sorehead)