There is always that fright when you’re travelling with a newly passed driver..!! And it’s worse when you can’t navigate an area…I mean…when you’re in the wrong lane and swinging round the same roundabout 4 times…it’s stressful.
This is especially an issue…when a friend opens the door on a roundabout to check youre in your lane…bad idea.
By the way…For anyone that has seen or read the woman in black…beware, she’s out tonight..!! And at large as ever. 
So at last, I’m back. Did ya miss me?
It’s been just over a month-after some appalling exams, I just had to deal with some awful emotions including terror (both of my maths teacher, and not getting into uni on my grades…) and then my computer system collapsed, leaving me…with no wordpress to chat to, to let out my feelings, to get support from you all.
What was I to do?!
Well…I remembered a little something called friends (and retail therapy!!) and went for both ;P
It was good to reconnect on a more personal level and even see some of them, so I suppose I wonder why I got a blog?
Why do we feel the need to have a blog? What does your blog give you? Why did you start it?
So I’m back, maybe not regularly til 25th but I managed a few days, hopefully it’s helped me out…!!
Can’t say I think it’ll be anything but pot luck tomorrow though, my practice papers range across 4 different grades…ouch.
But on the upside I’m planning for my 18th party (7mnths in advance) and I learnt a new saying from an old wise lady, which when I understand it, I will share with you all haha.
I should be getting some sleep, don’t really want a repeat of Monday, my mum making me a coffee at half 2 in the morning after finding me wandering around the top of the house sick with nerves, hoping I’ll be hyper then crash and go to sleep…no such luck 
Worth a go though I suppose!! Night, sweet dreams, good luck to anyone sympathising with me and taking OCR MEI C3 tomorrow :/
TTYL <3
Now as much as I’m loving this blog an you guys…I’m stressed up to my eyeballs…literally.
My eyes are swollen, my nose is blocked, my chest is tight and everytime I sneeze my whole body moans..!!
Call it a cold if you like, but I’m never ill.
I’m stressed out. Revising, exams, organisation for this summer and uni and applying for loans…someone shoot me. I’m 17 for crying out loud I should NOT be preparing the rest of my life!!
I’m laden in vix and lying in bed just wishing the next 2 weeks would vanish in a puff of smoke and I’ll somehow wake up with good grades..!! Not gonna happen I know, but it was worth a shot right?
Anyway, my mad decision is to take a break from blogging…we shall see how it goes but my idea…is to blog on the 25th after my last exams…I’m almost sure I’ll crack before then and you’ll more than likely hear from me tomorrow..but wish me luck all the same.
Enjoy yourselves, if I don’t speak to you before, see you on the 25th 
TTYL <3
So I’ve told you that the stage inspires me.
Kids inspire me, the way they are so fearless and confident.
Music often inspires me.
Achievement provides the incentive.
So having listened to some of my all-time favourite tracks today, in a last-ditch attempt to provide the inspiration to pick up a textbook…it got me thinking, what inspires you? Any of you have kids that inspire you with back-handed compliments? Anyone have a role model they aspire to be? Anyone have any motivation tricks? To pick up your spirits and forget the grey world around you when it starts to get you down..?
Let me know
TTYL <3
Huge shout out to the spectacular Heidi and the brownies and the spare ribs…outstanding tonight, an amazin night out and I have to just say its a shame you’re not worldwide…I could start a fan club…I hope you take it much further, you have the talent and you can go the distance…all my love !!!!!
TTYL <3
Purple streaked across the sky, stunning.
Isnt it amazing? We all look up at the same sky, the same stars. You see what I see yet we could be speaking different languages, living in different countries, continents, on different hemispheres even!!
The world grows smaller every day, and yet more and more people get lost in it…
Make an effort to help people out around you this month, young people are going through a tough time revising for exams that will shape their lives and undoubtedly, parents will be panicking about the future of their children. If you’ve been there before, just think, if you could tell your 16-year-old self your wise words, what would you say?
What do you regret?
What would you change?
If you know a young person, that might appreciate and benefit from your experiences and thoughts, share them. I couldnt be more grateful to my cousin for helping me decide on my Uni.
‘go where you want to be, not where you think you should be’
And she’s oh so right!!
TTYL <3
Simple, uneventful day in the life of me, how sad that most of our lives will pass making no distinct memories, lasting impressions, changes to our lives…
I was surrounded by screaming whining girls at school, then got a 2hour bus journey home (next to my ex boyfriend…Chief of awkward turtles (awkward situations, it’s a phrase among many where I’m from..) and then slept , worked, slept…
Oh how boring be my life today :/
Hope all your days were better, more eventful and cheerful, and I hope to have something better to share tomorrow…
TTYL <3
So my first exam is in a week. Usually by now I feel as though it’s starting to click..this year, not so much.
What else can I do? I’ve tried everything under the sun, I have tutor tonight and although I can infinitely advise anyone panicking around me, I just cannot take my own advice. Feeling so unprepared, I rarely feel I can take a time out and I’m tiring myself, which I know is worse, in this case I wonder if my heart is winning.
My heart says try with all your might and my head is trying to scream sense…
On the plus side, booked flights for the summer holiday with my girls, and that’s always a plus
Anyone else really panicking about the upcoming exam time? Either for themselves or a loved one?
TTYL <3
So for those of you unfamiliar to me, I have the blessing of a younger brother. Don’t get me wrong, as teenagers, and children, you fight with your siblings don’t you? Truth is, we just don’t fight. Ever. However, I will admit, we are two very different people, with very different ideas and ambitions.
As mentioned previously, I’m a passionate sportsperson, and I just love to coach…what better reward than watching young children enjoying their sports? I spend as much time encouraging the local kids as I can possibly spare from my studies and social relax time, and I just love it. I find it so easy to take a class of 6 year olds, maybe 20-30 in number, and give them a sport to play, teach them, and when they’re a little stubborn, help them to see the benefits, and eventually humour me, and play along with the match I have going by this point in the lesson. I’ve taught any variety of age groups from 6-16 and some are more of a struggle than others, but the point is, I love it, and it’s simple to do. I understand my role and I’m successful in it.
In fact, I’d say I’m successful in encouraging people all round, drawing on my own experiences when I’m mentoring younger students at school about organisation, revision or study plans, it’s part of our job, as a Sixth Form, to help run the school, all the extra clubs and groups are run by us, and we’re proud of that!
Come home, and I, along with my parents…have an even bigger and more important job on my hands. My younger brother, although exceedingly bright, just does not share my enthusiasm for studies and schooling. He doesn’t understand my passion for the Earth or Science or even numbers. He shows interest in my documentaries when there are impressive animals on the screen or something truly eye-catching, but given a choice, I’m sure he’d far rather be building a tree house, hanging out with his girlfriend, or kicking a ball against the house walls.
Fair enough. Each to their own.
Until we get to exam time, and obviously…this starts now.
Again, my coaching/mentor brain kicks in, what else could I do? I appreciate the competitive nature of the world today, and I’m sure he’d rather play professional rugby than do A levels, go to Uni etc. but what happens if he gets severely injured and that path is no longer an option to him? I could never call myself a sister if I didn’t think ahead on his behalf and encourage him to maintain the traditional path at a reasonable standard so as to keep his options open.
Going into his first round of GCSE’s and he ‘can’t be bothered’ to memorise his Spanish coursework, revise for Geography or Physics or do any sort of plan for his Art exam.
Frustration to the max.
So how do I pass on my enthusiasm and committment to study? How do I drill it in that it’s important and vital, and that he’ll regret it the same as I did. Having not tried hard enough in the past, how do you stop someone you love making the same mistakes you did? Or does it just run in the genes? Is it inevitable? Fate? Destiny?
Caught at a loose end, and I have nowhere to go now, no clue how to handle the situation, how different could it be from a full-scale class? Apparently no further than it is already.
Any advice, words of wisdom or experiences shared would be highly appreciated.
TTYL <3
