one hundred things that make me happy

I'm sure I'm not the only one who'll admit that they go through stages, when they just feel sad. You feel like the world is out to get you and that nothing can make you feel better, and sometimes, all of a sudden, something will happen and you'll feel better again seemingly in an instant.

I'm personally going through one of these stages where I just think 'what's the point'. I'm stressed about everything, not enjoying anything and have absolutely zero motivation. I think that this is due to a combination of a lot of different factors, but I've found that when I'm like this, I make a list of things that make me happy.

So, here is the latest list. Here are my one hundred things that make me happy.

((I know that some of them are similar and ridiculous, but I'm a little ridiculous so it makes sense))

Of course minions would be present in this post. Duh.

~ please also note that these aren't necessarily in order of preference, it's just the order in which I thought of them ~

1. family and friends

2. making people smile

3. my dog

4. comedies and funny youtube videos

5. yoga

6. rainbows

7. finding and reading a good book

8. musicals

9. going to concerts

10. junk food

11. spontaneous texts

12. feeling safe

13. getting compliments

14. laughter

15. new stationary

16. getting good results

17. making new friends

18. inappropriate jokes

19. things which are colour coordinated

20. walks by the beach

21. finding a dress that makes me look fierce

22. going to the cinema

23. feeling like one of 'the guys'

24. when my friend does my hair all fancy

25. the sense of achieving something

26. perfect eyeliner

27. chocolate

28. the sound of rain

29. watching films

30. looking through old photos

31.making people laugh

32. charity

33. inside jokes

34. white hot chocolate

35. easy a & she's the man

36. singing really loudly when no-one's around

37. feeling as though I'm top of the world

38. cry laughing

39. comfy bean bags in the library

40. ice cream

41. daisy chains

42. anti-jokes

43. high school musical

44. edam

45. helium balloons

46. making shapes out of clouds

47. the smell of toast

48. emma stone

49. quizzes

50. unexpected hugs from lovely people

51. watching the world go by

52. just talking for hours

53. sleepovers

54. jennifer lawrence

55. taking photographs

56. knowing stuff

57. finishing sudoku

58. the words 'collywobbles' and 'quintessentially'

59. funny random facts

60. all squashing in my friend's beach hut

61. people watching

62. miranda

63. playing the piano (well)

64. doing things right

65. teachers that genuinely like you

66. reminiscing

67. fêtes

68. snapchats from fun people

69. michael mcintyre and russell howard

70. being walked home

71. new york

72. feeling infinite

73. that end of the school year feeling

74. having a tidy room

75. good hair & make up days

76. fairy lights

77. baby animals (esp. puppies)

78. childhood games

79. those moments you want to laugh

80. talking about books

81. not having any pressures

82. finding pens that work first time

83. twister

84. cuddles

85. being and feeling inspired

86. finding a good tv series

87. feeling admired

88. being a part of the national citizen service

89. shannon saunders

90. singing the wrong words and not caring one bit

91. leonardo di caprio

92. headphones that aren't tangled

93. people who are just really blonde

94. pinky promises

95. novelty socks and jumpers

96. jeremy irvine & alex pettyfer's faces

97. looking fab in photos

98. knowing everything's going to be okay

99. disney

100. silly selfies

I realise that some of my things are really weird but that's because they're personal, and they make me feel happier. When making these lists, I don't  even think about what I'm writing, because then it's almost things you think subconsciously that make you happy - things which make you truly happy.

I really recommend you make a list next time that you're feeling down, as it honestly makes you appreciate what you have and you feel a lot better. If you want to share your list with me feel free to comment or tweet me the link. You never know, we might share some wacky things that bring smiles to our faces!

Thank you for reading

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bring out the bunting

So, it's been one whole year since I claimed this little space on the internet as mine - and I can't quite believe it. I've admitted many times that I have an on-off relationship with my blog, but I honestly love having a place where I can write whatever I feel like and share my passions with whoever stumbles along my little URL.

I mentioned bunting in the title and so felt it compulsory and obligatory to include some bunting, cheers google images.

Strangely enough, one of my friends text me today to tell me that she'd decided to start up a blog and a YouTube channel, and I found myself telling her all about my blog, which I'd never shared before. It's not that I'm ashamed of my blog - I just thought that if I never told anyone about it, then the audience of my blog will be people who really want to read it, and not because they feel they have to because I'm begging my friends and family.

Telling somebody about my blog was a big thing, as I've always kept it as my little space, where no-one from my everyday life could intrude. This sharing of my site made me sit down and ask myself - why do I blog?

I have found myself asking this question on and off throughout the past year, as often I think "why do I even bother? I only have five followers on here, and I'm pretty sure they're not waiting anxiously for me to press that orange new post button".

I blog because I love to write. Not because I'm wanting to please other people, although I must admit, I do often find myself wistfully imagining hoards of people reading my work and and nodding, agreeing with the craziness of my thoughts and imaginations! (Although I do realise that it may take time to even work out what I'm trying to say).

Even when I am taking a break from my blog (which, as you may gather is rather a lot), I am still writing. Sometimes this isn't by choice, I admit, but ever since I can remember I have wanted to read and write. I would rush home from about the age of eight to try to finish whatever story I was currently writing, and I still to this day have some of the ridiculous tales I wrote, with hand-drawn front covers, adorned with stickers and gel pens. One of my biggest ambitions is to publish a book, and I hope one day this dream will become true and I can share it with my five faithful followers - who were with my from the beginning of this chaotic space.

I write because I love it, and although I do realise that there aren't many people who want to read my stuff, I write in the hope that one day, they will.

To those of you who do read my blog, thank you.

Thank you for putting up with me. For reading every single waffly, gramatically incorrect post. For not arguing with me. Thank you for taking a moment, however tiny to think about what I have written. I appreciate it, and I appreciate you. 

Here's to another year,

Thank you

❤

I baked something and it was actually nice??!

So summer is upon us, and, for the moment at least - the warm weather looks like it's going to stay (fingers crossed).

Some of you may remember from my last post (which was actually only a few days ago...I'm so far successfully sticking to my plan of updating regularly - winwinwinwinwinwin) that I said I'm going to try to do a lot this summer - and one of the things which I've tried to get back into (as well as blogging...) is baking!!

(note where I say "tried to get back into", I really mean "try to learn how to again - I'm really not very good with cooking things which are actually EDIBLE or taste nice!!)

One of my all-time favourite blogs is Hummingbird High, where I used to spend hours staring at all of the delicious creations they post, until yesterday, I plucked up the courage and tried out one of their recipes myself, and the result was so tasty I decided to share the recipe with you lovely lot!!

 Strawberry Milkshake Cupcakes

(recipe credit to Hummingbird High)

Ingredients

For the Strawberry Milkshake Cupcakes:

(makes 18 cupcakes)

• 5 tablespoons unsalted butter, at room temperature
• 1 3/4 cups all-purpose flour
• 1 1/3 cups granulated sugar
• 1 tablespoon baking powder
• 1/2 teaspoon salt 
• 3/4 cup whole milk, at room temperature
• 2 large eggs, at room temperature
• 1/4 cup strawberry milk powder (I used Nesquik's) 

For the Strawberry Milkshake Buttercream Icing:

(makes enough for 18 cupcakes, plus a little extra)

• 3 3/4 cups confectioner's sugar, sifted
• 11 tablespoons unsalted butter, at room temperature
• 4 tablespoons whole milk
• 1/3 cup strawberry milk powder (again, I used Nesquik's)

Recipe

For the Strawberry Milkshake Cupcakes:

1. Preheat the oven to 325 (F) and prepare your muffin tin by lining with paper muffin cases.


2. In a freestanding electric mixer with a paddle attachment (or, use a handheld whisk), mix together 5 tablespoons unsalted butter, 1 3/4 cups flour, 1 1/3 cups granulated sugar, 1 tablespoon baking powder and 1/2 teaspoon salt until they form a crumb-like, sandy consistency.


3. In a liquid measuring bowl, whisk together 3/4 cup whole milk, 2 eggs, and 1/4 cup strawberry milk powder. 


4. Turn your mixer to its slowest speed, and gradually pour half of the liquid mixture (from the third step) into the butter/flour/sugar mixture (from the second step) and mix until just combined. Turn off the mixer and scrape down the sides of the bowl. Once the batter from the sides of the bowl have been incorporated, turn the mixer back on to its slowest speed and gradually pour in the remaining liquid, continuing to mix until just combined. Use a rubber spatula to give the batter a few more mixes by hand to ensure that the batter is smooth and combined. 


5. Use a 1 tablespoon-sized cookie scoop to spoon 2 tablespoons of batter into the prepared cases (or, if you don't have a cookie scoop, fill the cases up to 2/3rd full) and bake for 20 - 25 minutes in the preheated oven or until the sponge bounces back when lightly touched. 


6. Allow the cakes to cool slightly on a cooling rack, before turning out on to the rack to cool completely. 

For the Strawberry Milkshake Buttercream Icing:

1. Using a freestanding electric mixer with a paddle attachment (or, a handheld whisk), gradually beat together 3 3/4 cups confectioner's sugar with 11 tablespoons butter on a low speed until combined and there are no lumps of butter.


2. In a small liquid measuring bowl, whisk together 4 tablespoons whole milk and 1/3 cup strawberry milk powder. 


3. Gradually pour the milk mixture (from the second step) into the sugar and butter mixture (from the first step) and mix on a low speed until the liquid mixture has been combined into the sugar and butter. Then, turn up the mixer and beat the mixture for 5 minutes, until the icing is light and fluffy. Do not overbeat, or the mixture will be too liquidy and runny!


4. Use a 1 tablespoon-sized cookie scoop to spoon 2 tablespoons of icing on each cupcake. Make sure the cupcakes are completely cool before you start icing — otherwise they'll be all soggy!!

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And that's that! I was so happy with the finished product - and pleasantly surprised with the lack of mess I managed to make!! They went down very well, and, to the amusement of my friends, I also decided to (attempt to) be artistic by sticking some decorations and a straw in the icing - and it didn't turn out too shabby to be honest!!

I made these cute little cupcakes for a picnic with friends (I felt I should clarify this due to the amount of cakes in the background of the photo!!) but I think these are cakes that can literally be made for any occasion - they're just so yummy and remind me of being a child again as they taste just like the pink mini milk ice lollies!!

Have you ever made these gorgeous cupcakes or anything like them? Or do you have any simple recipes for a hopeless baker like me? I'd love to know!!

❤

What Time is it? (Summertime)

(It's our vacation, What time is it? Party time - That's right, say it loud ) etc etc etc

That's riiiighhhtt.....It's the time of the year when I have had no other song stuck in my head but  the fabulous opening number to HSM2 - and embarrassingly enough I didn't even have to google those lyrics.

Oh yeah, and guess what else...I'm back!! (again).

After putting my blog on hiatus for exams, I'm attempting (again) to start blogging regularly again - let's see how long I last!

Like every year, I'm determined to make this summer the best one yet, and so I've borrowed 14 books from school (12 of which I have to read for my english literature a2 coursework, but they're all rather smashing so I don't mind), and I've made myself a promise to do something productive every day (and get a bit of a tan, but that seems the least unlikely).

I recently saw a video by Alfie Deyes entitled "25 Things To Do This Summer", and whilst I'm not sure I could commit do doing something like a book for my summer memories (you all know my commitment issues..), I was inspired, and I've decided that I'm going to post more regularly on this blog, especially things that I've done this summer. Like every year, I've got loads planned in my head and I'm honestly interested to see how many of them I actually do!!

Whilst I'm not going to turn this into a space where I document my everyday doings (- as you are probably aware my relationship with my blog is a bit on-off), if I do anything which I feel is interesting enough to share with you I'll whack it on here so some of you can acknowledge that I do have the teeniest tiniest of social life - and it may even act as an incentive for me to do something exciting and different!

So, to start off with I've got some snaps from last weekend, when I went on an adventure with my beautiful friends Emma and Nat and managed to get some photos of the beautiful sunsets - I hope you like them.

What about you, have you got anything interesting or exciting planned this summer?

❤

Leaving a mark on the world.

I realise that my blog is quickly becoming filled with tributes and words said by those who are no longer with us, but sometimes I read a story or a news article which I feel I have to share with somebody, even if that somebody is an anonymous person who stumbles accidental onto this page.

Today, I read the heartbreaking story of Athena Orchard, a 12 year old girl who lost her battle with osteosarcoma (cancer in her bones). Following her death last week, her parents uncovered a secret note in her room revealing her thoughts and feelings on life, love and her situation - which she had written in marker pen upon the back of her mirror.

The message on the back of the mirror, discovered by her family.

Here are some extracts from her message, which I think all of us can take something from:

"Happiness depends upon ourselves. Maybe it's not about the happy ending, maybe it's about the story."

"The purpose of life is a life of purpose. The difference between ordinary and extraordinary is that little extra."

"Happiness is a direction not a destination. Thank you for existing. Be happy, be free, believe, forever young. You know my name, not my story."

"You have heard what I've done, but not what I've been through. Love is like glass, looks so lovely but it's easy to shatter."

"Love is rare, life is strange, nothing lasts and people change. Every day is special, so make the most of it, you could get a life ending illness tomorrow so make the most of every day. Life is only bad if you make it bad."

"If someone loves you, then they wouldn't let you slip away no matter how hard the situation is. Remember that life is full of ups and downs."

"Never give up on something you can’t go a day without thinking about. I want to be that girl who makes the bad days better and the one that makes you say my life has changed since I met her!"

"Love is not about how much you say I love you – it’s about how much you can prove it’s true. Love is like the wind, you can feel it but you can't see it. I'm waiting to fall in love with someone I can open my heart to."

"Love is not about who you can see spending your future with, it's about who you can't see spending your life without... 

Life is a game for everyone but love is the prize. Only I can judge me."

"Sometimes love hurts. Now I’m fighting myself.  Baby I can feel your pain. Dreams are my reality. It hurts but it’s okay, I’m used to it."

"Don't be quick to judge me, you only see what I choose to show you... you don't know the truth. I just want to have fun and be happy without being judged."

"This is my life, not yours, don't worry about what I do. People gonna hate you, rate you, break you, but how strong you stand, that’s what makes you… you!"

"There's no need to cry because I know you'll be by my side."

Rest in Peace Athena, a truly brave and remarkable girl, so wise beyond her years, and thoughts and prayers to her family and friends for their unfathomable and tragic loss.

❤

Why Discriminate?

~ I warn you this is a rant ~

(congratulations if you read to the end)

I feel as if there is something that I need to get off my chest, and as with anything, my chosen way to do it is by writing a blog post. I know people don't want to read rants all day and that's seemingly all I ever do on here, but seeing as there's only six of you (who I love, don't get me wrong), I've decided this is where I'll do it. Apologies.

I have never really understood why people have issues with things such as other peoples' sexuality, skin colour, gender etc. I am fully aware of the occurrences and historical events that have forced our society into believing that equality is essentially a myth, but I have always struggled with the question of WHY?

WHY is it such an issue if another person is gay? It does not affect your life in any way, shape or form. It does not mean that the person is in ant way less human, they merely have a different sexual orientation to you. 

It is the same scenario with racism - why demoralise someone purely due to the colour of their skin or the country that they have come from when again, they are in no way any less human than every one of us.

You wouldn't discriminate against somebody for having a different favourite colour to yours, so why discriminate them because of the colour of their skin?

You wouldn't discriminate against somebody for having friends of the opposite sex so why discriminate against them for having a partner of the opposite sex?

I am so fed up of seeing casual sexist, racist and homophobic comments thrown around like they're nothing. I don't think you realise just how much they hurt people, people like my friends, and even if you did see the damage they caused, to be honest I'm not even sure you'd stop. 

We live in a society where it's hard to change the way people act and speak, and I accept that, but it genuinely saddens me that even at primary school, people are saying things like "that's so gay", or repeating racist slurs they've seen online without even knowing what they mean.

Everybody will live a different life. If people have different preferences or different backgrounds then that is a part of their life, not a reason for them to be discriminated against.

Everybody's different, but we're all human.

❤

Stephen.

I think most teenagers have heard the quote “My thoughts are stars I can't fathom into constellations”, and this is honestly how I feel at the moment. I have just heard the sad news that Stephen Sutton, one of the most courageous, selfless, amazing, beautiful and inspirational young people in the world has passed away after losing his battle with cancer.

FU Cancer.

All of the adjectives to describe Stephen have already been used so I am unable to complement you and your spirit any more than that. You are beyond words. But you are definitely a hero and you will continue to inspire millions of people.

I never met Stephen, but I’m honestly so upset by his death. I stumbled across his page accidently last summer, and reading his inspirational posts and hearing about his amazing work never fail to remind me of how lucky I am and how you shouldn’t let anything or anyone get in your way. I know it sounds horribly cliché but I really don’t want to regret not doing something or not doing enough in my life, and Stephen has helped me to realise this. You’re only on this earth once, and from now on, I am going to try to make every single day count, just like Stephen did.

I realise I've just said that he lost his battle with cancer, but that isn’t completely true. His body did, yes; but the work that he did and all of the money that he raised brings us all one step closer to kicking cancer’s butt, and let me tell you now – I can’t wait for that day to come.

Before Stephen died he made a video which I would like to share with you. I’ve watched it countless times and each time it makes me feel so inspired. I was going to write a post in a few weeks’ time about how amazing Stephen is and about his battle and what he’s achieved, but it feels right to write it now. I don’t need to tell you about him. The outpouring tributes and this video says it all.

“I don’t see the point in measuring life in terms of time anymore. I’d rather measure life in terms of making a difference.” – Stephen Sutton

Photo courtesy of The Guardian

RIP Stephen

❤

So, University? Umm…I don’t um…errr...next question please?

The future. It’s a daunting thing.

I went to a university conference yesterday. I’m still clueless about what I want to do.

I might go and live in an igloo with my laptop, wifi, and youtube. Who wouldn’t want to sit in in igloo and listen to the likes of Ben Howard all day long?

I’m so fed up of being expected to know what I want to do.

I find it kind of stupid that I still have to put up my hand to ask if I can go to the toilet and yet I’m supposed to know what single job I want for the rest of my life.

I don’t know if I’ve said before, but I go to a grammar school. An all-girls grammar school which is very academic and you can’t help but sort of feel like you’re expected to go to Uni. I feel like I’m expected to go to Uni.

But do I really want to?

I don’t know.

I mean, I would love the experience and the opportunity to make amazing new friends, and be able to say I have a degree. I find it a scary thought that in a year and a half all of my friends are going to be scattered across the country. It makes me incredibly sad and I don’t want to miss out on that. But, do I really want to get in around £50K of debt just so I can make friends and experience ‘uni life’?

GAAAAAHHH WHY IS UNI SO DAMN EXPENSIVE?

Charles Kennedy (Scottish MP) says something that I agree with fully: “I believe that access to a university education should be based on the ability to learn, not what people can afford” the cost of university shouldn’t be so bad that people like me are put off and are considering changing their career goals to avoid spending that amount of money.

And what do you get for nine thousand pounds a year? A certificate saying you’ve spent the last three or four years in further education, sitting more exams, and probably going nightclubbing every weekend (another worry – I am such a lightweight, I don’t think I could cope with uni nightlife).

I don’t want to go to university just for the sake of it. If I decide that I want a career that requires the training and degree, then of course, I will go there.

But I don’t know what I want to do at uni.

The only subjects that I really like from my A Levels are Psychology and Drama and Theatre Studies. So I mean, I will probably do psychology at uni if I go. But where will that lead me?

I don’t want to be in some dead-end job for the rest of my life.

And, do I want to deal with another four years of super-stress, exams and revision?

I love acting. I love the feeling of being someone else. Of being able to just forget all of your problems and take the audience on a journey with someone they've never met before. Am I going to be an actress?

It would be my dream job.

I don’t know.

the sloth felt appropriate and necessary.

I would love it but I don’t think my school (or my parents) would appreciate these sort of career goals. I don’t really have the confidence to go round telling people that I want to play-act for the rest of my life.

Anyway, I’m sorry, this post is sort of me writing down all of my thoughts, if it’s confusing: welcome to my brain :D

I’m going to end this post with a nice lil’ quote. After all, what would a blog post in which I panic about my future be without some sort of philosophical saying? Exactly. I knew you were wanting an inspirational motto. Don’t tell me I don’t spoil you.

When you are unsure about the future, keep doing what is in front of you with all your heart and with love, and what is meant for you will find you.

― Guru Mayi Chidvilasananda

So yeah, my exams finish at the end of May (eek!), and after that I’m going to post a lot more (I promise!)

What you’ve learnt from this post:

So…to university or not to university? That is truly thine question.

Umm…yeah, I’ll get back to you on that one when I’ve decided .

(Probably never)

Anyways, sorry for the ramble, and sorry that I don’t make any sense. I’m going to go and over indulge with easter eggs whilst I cry over prospectuses and my general lack of direction in my future :)

So, how about you? Do you know what you want to do in the future? Do you have any thoughts on university?

ly

❤

P.S. Do you like my new blog design? I loves it :D Please let me know what you feel/think.

Ngl, I'm pretty damn happy ;)

What is wrong with me?

The title is pretty self-explanatory. As you can guess I am in the latter part of those stages a girl goes through in regards to boys: where you’re torn between acting like a bad ass diva who don’t need no man and being a whiny teenage girl wondering why nobody is obsessing over you like in the Hollywood movies. I guess all of the boys around me have realised I am certifiably insane and are currently running for the hills. however, despite the fact that I am 16 and have never had any sort of romantic encounter with anyone (people even ran away from me in kiss chase at aged 7), I'm feeling pretty optimistic about the whole being a single pringle thing. Until I see a cute couple and I have to restrain myself from throwing my shoe at them (some things never change). I mean, I'm 16 for goodness sake, the world is my oyster and all that jazz, and right now, I can do whatever I want, whenever I want…how exciting is that??!! (note – I can’t actually do whatever I want. School/coursework/lack of money/parental controls are still restraining factors in my life atm). However my excitement is quickly diminished when I go into school and are hammered with the mantra “everything you do now is going to affect your future” (which, of course I'm supposed to know). I thought it was just teachers at sixth form who had this idea, until I realise everyone seems to have this idea that I should actually already have figured out what I'm going to be doing with my life, which degree to choose, have numerous hobbies, a job, an active social life, a healthy relationship, a fitness regime/healthy eating plan and have a 10 year plan for my life complete with a chart stuck on my wall, which will obviously aid me with achieving a perfect balance of all of these things. The number of times I have been asked “so what do you want to do with your life” is definitely nearing on the triple digits mark, my initial responses to “what do you want to be in 10 years’ time” are no longer acceptable (in case you were wondering, my personal favourites were “beyoncé”, “the queen” and “happy” – so basically just beyoncé) to me, it feels like it’s almost unheard of for someone to really not have a clue what they are doing or want to do in the future and it’s true, I've been asked what my life plan is in at least one class every year since primary school, with the numbers increasing like my to do list which is gathering dust beside me. I can’t be the only one who thinks that this is ridiculous (the whole knowing-what-you’re-going-to-do-thing, not the abandoned list of jobs to do – I know I'm silly for doing that, but I'm clearing my head so shush). I mean, I definitely cannot decide right now where I want to be in 50 years. I need to make some mistakes, try different jobs, travel on a whim and generally bob around and not give a damn about the details. So I'm putting my foot down, and as shocking as it seems I'm perfectly happy not knowing where I'm going at the moment, because I don’t want to waste my time now worrying about something that may not happen in the future, or as my grandma would say “don’t put your eggs all in one basket” (I think this is an appropriate example of a time to say this…I never quite understood the quote). Anyway, I've gone off on a tangent, although it does sort of link. Is it a crime to not be with someone? Where has this desperate need to be tied to someone come from? So no, it doesn't matter if you’re still deciding between becoming a yoga teacher or an astronaut because there is a huge world outside of the little bubble we live in and it is our job to go and explore it. Find someone along the way to share these amazing experiences with, take lots of pictures, find yourself, and find what you love to do – and go and do it.

Pringles are always spooning anyway.

Sorry for going off on a bit of a whim, I wrote this post in about ten minutes just trying to clear my head and vent my ramblings.
Thank you for reading, and sorry for burdening you with my emotions and teenage whining.

❤

Update

No - I haven't found the end of the world and managed to fall off it - I'm still here.

I've been super mega busy since my last blog post (which was three months ago, sorry!!), and in that time I have:

• attended 3 funerals
• got 2 jobs
• lost 1 job
• graduated from ncs, and become a mentor for future participants
• dug a pond
• read the fault in our stars 4 times
• attended an audition for star wars (I know, what was I thinking?)

Anyway, a combination of all of these seemingly unrelated things have taught me just how valuable life is and how lucky we are to be alive on this planet. These are only a few of the things I've done since I last spoke to you on this little space on the internet, and I've had a lot of other brilliant highs and soul-crushing lows, and if I ever want you to hear about any of them I'm pretty sure I'll write a 1000 word essay or something on here for you! (You're very welcome in advance).

Seriously though guys, I lost a friend in January and the response was overwhelming. She was one of the loveliest, bubbliest and friendliest people I have ever had the pleasure of meeting, and the day after she died, the whole school was a totally different atmosphere. People she didn't know were crying and mourning her loss and joined us in wearing brightly coloured nail varnish in remembrance. I wasn't even one of her closest friends, but I was affected in ways I didn't think would be possible.

I don't really know where I'm going with this post, I'm just really letting you know I'm alive and well (I'm just slightly buried under a mountain of coursework that I've let pile up), and one day I will go back to posting regularly, I'm just a tad busy at the moment.

Update: I feel like this post is lacking in content, and so here are three songs I am obsessing over at the moment. The first being my friend's favourite songs which was played at her funeral, the second being one I heard on the vampire diaries and have loved ever since and the third, a highly cheesy one which I fell in love with after hearing on Easy A (one of my favourite films EVER).

1. Ron Pope - A Drop In The Ocean

2. Christina Aguilera ft. A Great Big World - Say Something

3. Natasha Bedingfield - Pocketful of Sunshine

Thank you. I love you.

❤