I made it.



It is funny to think that this time last week I was wondering if I was strong enough to go to Rome on my own…and here I am in a hotel in Rome. I can’t wait to start the day tomorrow, there is so much I want to fit in. But today was hectic, firstly there were a lot of delayed trains to the airport due to flooding so I just made a jump and caught the next train hoping it was the correct one, thank goodness it was. Then at the airport a girl needed medical attention and as I am first aid trained I was the first one to her (she was right behind me in a que) I stayed with her until the proper medical staff arrived. It was strange being at the airport by myself, and not going through check out as I had already done it online. So I got to the airport and walked straight to departures, I really did not have to be there two hours before but then I think who would have helped that girl. Then we waited an hour on the plane before setting off as the grounds people changed shifts but I finally made it onto Leonardo express, it was easy to buy tickets, it seems a bit of a sell out but everyone speaks English ha. And then to my hotel, I found it easily did not have to use my map, I love my room it’s tiny but perfect for me, clean, comfy bed shower and I even have a balcony. Bring it on Rome.



Day 31…Dreams change…Things happen for a reason.


Dear Blogshpere,

I was going to write a Five-Friday but this seemed more interesting and insightful ha !

So I am at work right now, it is a down day and I do not have anything to do. There are only two of us in the whole building and a bird… it cant get out  of the building so it will have to stay in until it finds its way out. Anyway what I was just thinking about was how much I love my job, well on days where I am busy which is usually everyday. I remember the moment in life when I decided to get into media. I was walking through a corridor at high school on crutches, I had just torn my cruciate ligament, missed my dance exam and had cried all the way to the hospital and back. It did not bother me at first, I thought that it would just get better, unfortunately I kept injuring my knee. Anyway back to where I was… Walking through the corridor at school, Doctor Who had just made its come back and I was so inquisitive, I wanted to know how it worked what it took to make a programme. I was caught by the media bug, Dance my only dream until then became the past. It was like therapy, I had been crying myself to sleep at the thought of not being able to dance, It was a bit over reactive at the time but you know what its like at 14. Watching ‘How it was made TV shows’ gave me an insight and a hunger to be apart of that industry. Therefore I hung up my ballet shoes, picked up a camera and followed my new dream.
The crazy thing was, I am a person who gives up easily and goes onto the next quite quickly, on this I was not going let anything get in my way. I wanted a job that I knew I would love, and today I reflected back to that day. I could have decided on any career path but I am bloomin glad I bumped into this one.


What was your dream? Are you living it or did life get in the way?



Day 11… The little people inside my head.

  I don’t know about you but I daydream a lot.  I have an alternative life, one where I get the job of my dreams, where I meet celebrities (I have had many encounters with the likes of Robert Patterson, Zac Efron and Ed Sheeran to name a few) and I have normal day things happen to me which normally don’t happen to me. See I have a very boring life, I get up, go to work then come back home. If I could I would put day dreaming at the top of my CV even above my university degree. However there was this one time, when day dreaming made me feel sick, depressed and not happy. That’s when I decided to stop for a while. You could say I went cold turkey from my own unique drug.

Today for example on the half an hour bus ride to the shopping center and back, I day dreamed that I was going to an interview to work as camera assistant for a tour of a famous singer (in my head it was Ed Sheeren as I had been listening to his songs although I did not know this at the time of dreaming). I had just been passing the office looking for jobs, whilst I passed this office i noticed they were looking for a Camera assistant. I headed inside to a white room filled with a row of 15 chairs each taken par one with smartly suited individuals. I took the last seat. Being a curious person I fidget, most the others sit proper and straight. Two women sit ahead of us with a brown desk in front of them. As she is giving the introduction everyone is in total concentration, my eyes start to wonder.

I look to my  right and study each serious face. At the end of the line a skinny talk spiky ginger haired geek stands out from the crowd and introvertly smiles at the woman who is still talking. On my left a few more people nod and smile, I look further to the wall a mirror peers into the room. My eyes then move to the corners of the room, small security cameras silently search us. I look from the cameras to the Mirrors then back again…that aint a normal mirror, so I finally smile. I think it is then time to listen to what the woman at the front is talking about. She says that we are now going to go around the room and say or do what we like.

First off is the geeky guy, he stands and says his name then sits back down, and so does the next and next. Others do try to impress, adding paragraphs to their story or standing on their chair. When it gets to me I stand, make my way across the room to the mirrors and whisper Hello then smile, turn my back to the mirror and say my name to the room whilst walking back to the chair, I get sniggers and strange looks but it was different right, and I hope everyone outside the room saw it too. For our next challenge we are asked to get into twos, everyone stands and starts to mingle I rise get some funny looks but keep moving to one persons side. Of course the ginger geeky guy. He doesn’t know what to make of me but he has no other offers. We partner up and we are all asked to perform some kind of instrumental piece. Everyone else has already brought instruments, I foolishly look at my partner , a look that says sorry. I get to look over his CV though and he knows sign language, this give’s me an idea. He quickly teaches me the sign for one of Ed Sheerans songs. Performing outside the box and towards the two way mirror was our best shot and the ginger geeky man agreed with my theory. So we turned to face our reflections and performed the piece to perfection.

And that’s when I stopped. I didn’t let myself get any further as I don’t like to live off false hope. So that was my daydream of the day, what about you. Do you get lost out of reality and find yourself in another world. It might make a good little story, If so share your dreams.