Wednesday, 11 December 2013

I Went To Iraq!!!

 Ello Thur!!

So my family and I took an impromptu trip to the motherland- Iraq..We visited the north of Iraq, Erbil, which is no where we are from, but was the only place we could get to within the time we had, as the other places require lots of paperwork etc. We only stayed for a week, but it was good to be in 37 degree heat rather than this cold ass mess England currently has to offer. Of course as soon as I got back i've been dealing with cold after cold after cold. And my colds are as dramatic and deathly as it gets.. sigh... There wasn't much to do, and I wasn't going to complain considering it was my first time ever there, and I was with my entire imediate family...the last time that had happened was about 2 years ago.....soooooooooo it was GOOD! (woaaah soppy)..But hey, there wasn't much to do out there anyway apart from shop and eat (although the shopping experiences were SO annoying with the customer assistants sticking to your ass)...I liked spending my time in the hotel being lazy and having an excuse to be lazy..I'M ON HAWLIDAAAAAY....but anyway, here are my fave snaps from the holiday...ennnnnjoyyyyyyyy

At this restaurant, they serve you ALL their starters and then your choice of mains. I wasn't ready fo' this heavenly treatment


So happy i missed my mouth

My dad took this pic of me and said I looked good



Zoomed in to that beauty


I went and found the ice cream in the cafe's freezer loool

Tryna be cute

Watermelon milkshake in a jar. Hipster has reached Iraq

My nephew busted stealing crisps (takes after me :') )


THE ONLY KID I COULD LOVE! (tho I aint gonna lie he did annoy me plenty)

My family is full of hungry beasts

Friday, 30 August 2013

The Difference Between 'Quiet' And 'Shy'

This is an issue which isn't really an issue but I am going to make it in to an issue because I like discussing issues....

The difference between being quiet and being shy.

I am not a shy girl whatsoever. I love to have a good conversation and am pretty much able to do so with anyone. You can be as bland as sand (my own phrase..great I know) and I will still try get some sort of sentence out of you if you seem to spark my interest somehow.... However, if I realise you are boring, or just a PRICK, I will decide to do the English language and my life a favour and kindly fuck off out of your dull presence.

The issues of Small Talk

If there is one thing I hate in the world (there isn't one thing, there's PLENTY I hate), it is small talk. Small teeny useless friggin' lies of a talk. I hate it. Many a time I have stood around like a third wheel, or an angry onlooker because I cannot bring myself to socialise falsely with someone because putting it frankly and honestly: SOMETHING ABOUT YOU AND THIS SITUATION PISSES ME OFF. I can on and give many an example, I'm sure you have all been put into a situation like this...where someone has come and crashed a one to one conversation you are having...and many other annoying examples I could go into but it will result in too much anger (and possibly painful memories). I'll be honest here, 9/10 times I will try to at least have a bit of small talk...and then reality hits me- NO FRIGGIN WAY!!!!!!

I don't care if it sounds shallow, and that having  to speak to people you don't particularly care for is something you have to do in life and will often have to do in many situations...well no. NO I SAY! I REFUSE. I refuse to participate in it, and when I try to, I come across as rude, disinterested...or shy. Shy because I refuse to partake in a conversation about what you've been doing with your life, and how great you are, and who you're seeing now, and what the weather is like outside as if I don't have the UGLEH foot tan on my foot to let me know. So if I don't really participate in an extremely DEAD conversation, or I'm not constantly putting my hand up in class, or I won't participate in your stupid debate which has no substance, and is merely based on you using big words to make yourself sound like you have an argument.... it doesn't mean I'm shy...guess means I just like being quiet sometimes...MOSTLY BECAUSE I AM HOLDING MYSELF FROM SAYING SOMETHING SO VERY OFFENSIVE TO YOU. 

So when you want to label me as 'shy'- let me add there is nothing wrong with being shy, I am just trying to explain that someone who doesn't speak a lot and often is not necessarily shy... just remember, I am not shy, and you should definitely feel sad that I haven't chosen to have a fantastic conversation with you, which I am extremely capable of. Who is at fault here? You. You made me stay quiet because you are shit.

That is all.

Tuesday, 23 July 2013

I Graduated!

So this time last week, I did something I thought would never happen... I finally graduated with a Bachelor of Arts in English! Ok lots of people graduate and I don't even know what the hell I wanna do now, but for me getting to this stage was a mahoooosive deal. Partly because I spent the majority of my final year of university in and out of hospital, and thinking I wasn't gonna make although I didn't really enjoy university, having that hat on my head and walking across that stage really did give surface to plenty of my hidden emotions. I'M NOT AN EMOTIONAL PERSON, WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME THESE DAYS? Ever since i've hit 21 I have been all over the place. Now all I wanna do is have a break for a while and just relax because I sure as hell put myself through too much stress. Hopefully during this time I will figure out some sorta plan...I'm not counting on it though....
Despite the annoying robe which I had to find safety pins to secure, and the fact that my dress wasn't even on show anymore because of how I secured it...and the fact that it was so blooming hot I was practically was a good day. It wasn't AMAZING and something mind blowing, but I wasn't really expecting it to be. For me, it was just the realisation that depiste all the shit that has gone down this year, I still made it...and for the extra amount of cheesiness in this post, I think I deserve lots of cheese because cheese is good and I like cheese and I am hungry.

Cliche alert: Don't ever let the shit that is out of your hands knock you back

Forever a midget

Where's Wally?

 Now what the hell next?!?!?!

Monday, 8 July 2013


So on the 4th of July, I officially turned 21. EEK. Time flies so fast...I remember blogging about my 20th birthday like it was yesterday :O
Like I've said before, I'm not the biggest birthday fan, and I never make my own plans. However the people I love are kind ass mofos and always end up forcing it on me (even though I would much rather spend the day in, crying with cake)... This year I had more of a birthday week filled with food food and more food...just how me likes it.....Every birthday seems to be a day I learn or reflect but this year what I learned the most is to not use the word 'friend' loosely....That's another deep story for another time so here are a heck load of pics from my birthday week...which unfortunately are SHITTY quality because they're taken on me phone..but it's more about the memories than the quality...right? (New quote I just invented...getting more creative with age me thinks!) They're all in a random order...tryna mix it up fo' ya'll!!!

Tea at BB Bakery

'cause I'm a posh girl with hoops

Slumber partaaaay

Emotions getting the best of me (SCREW YOU PEOPLE, I'M NOT USUALLY LIKE THIS)

'These are not real'... damn :(


Tea and cake for breakfast FOR THE WHOLE WEEK BAYBEH



Leftovers are always sexy

:'( emotions


Imitating someone (oooo we bitches)