Tag Archives: happy

The sun always comes out… 113

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So today was brighter than yesterday, tonight I finally got a txt saying I do love you you know. That’s all I needed. Was it really that hard. Well it looks like it was. Yes my mind is still going through a hundred gears but it is settling. I think I am going to let it ride through a little longer, yes I am not completely happy, as of the being lonely with no boyfriend next to me. But I have one that I think does care, even though he does not show it.

I spent tonight with some amazing friends. Lottie and emily from university. We all studied television production and have moved to London and work in tv. We laugh as we never have time to meet because in our jobs we work many hours and trying to get three people to have a free night off is rare, and tonight was literally the only night. Lottie goes on tour tomorrow and I go on holiday soon before the next series starts again and emily in prod sec on three shows ha. Us girls know how it’s done.

Anyway, I have had three dark days, I just need to keep positive. See where this relationship boat takes me. And not stress about it too much.

Night,
L

DAY 100 . . . Whoop

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I cannot believe I have blogged for 100 days. I never knew how long that felt until now. The amount of emotions that I have been through since the start of the year is staggering. I am usually a person who gives up on things but I am determined to keep this diary up. However my paperback diary has lagged behind. My blog was never about how many subscribers I could get, but for those of you who do follow me and maybe skim my terrible spelt writing, I have to thank you. My blog is where I have found a place for my thoughts so I do not have to keep them in and drive myself crazy. SO thank you for reading my blabbing.

It was because of this blog that I went to Rome,

I figured out where to take my mum for her special day

I got to express my anxiety so it did not feel as big as I imagined it.

This blog is helping me so much, making me feel lighter, to get a lot off my chest, that I would not be able to speak out loud.

I found that a blog is like a quite individuals voice. And I have only just begun to shout.

MANY+THANKS

And now onto today! A lovely wake up time of 4.30 this morning. NOT. I was at the studio for 5.15 picking the equipment up. It was a great day in the end. The weather was perfect, I have caught the sun, my cheeks are burning :(. The lesson for the day was to make sure the camera guys get sun lotion on. They are the ones out all day in the sun and should get protected. Camera guys are a strange species, hm that could be a blog title. I think for the future blogs I might not put ‘Day 101 . . .’ and so on. Maybe just the number in the heading???

Anyway I got home and because the weather makes me happy I decided to make a cake 🙂

Cake makes everyone happy.

Night and thank you again, here is to another 100 days!

82…My Dream House…Emphasis on Dream

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I live in quite a small room in a shared council house in SW London. The place is falling apart, five people in one small space. Two Irish Two Australian and me! Finally coming to terms that this is the house I will probably live in for the next few years. Only because this place is extra cheap. I only pay £460 monthly although that is without bills and well earning £380 weekly it takes a chunk out of that easily . Yet that is really cheap for London. I would not want to loose a place that is this cheap.

Anyway I went on a little run today around the surrounding area, I had not been that particular way before so was shocked with what I found, Rich people must live on them streets. And Wow! I can hardly believe my eyes. I have never seen houses that big before. One even had its own waterfall stream in the front garden. I am always thinking of my own place. One day I get to decorate my own house, buy little trinkets and shop in the home areas of many shops. I do genrally go into TKmax just to go in their Home section to dream buy for the house I will never get. Yet it seems a dream that is too far away to reach anything that does not involve shared housing. I am too far to earn anything near to get a mortgage let alone a little place I can rent for myself. But we can all dream right?

Night,

L

Day 72. . . My best friend

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http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/03/13/prompt-something-so-strong/

Tell us the origin story of your best friend. How did you become friends? What is it that keeps your friendship rockin’ after all these years?

Name : Jackie Bradley (She does have a fair few middle names one of which I know is Louise but I have no clue about the others).
We met at 6th Form, for the first few week we never crossed paths I spent the first few months on the other side of the common room alone with no friends. Then one day I found myself in a place called Mordor yes like Lord of the ring. It’s where the Indy people hang out and they were not cool back then.
I am not sure why we became friends I would think it was because we shared a lot of interests mainly Harry potter. She is the perfect best friend for me, she loves to talk and I love to listen, if I had a quieter best friend it would be the worst friendship oh so quite.we just get along like long lost sisters.
After 6 ish years we are still going strong even with uni between us we now live just across the road from each other without even meaning too. This friendship was meant to be. I don’t know what I would do with out her.
Now we both live in London, we meet up every Tuesday for a cuppa and chat. There is many more wonderful things I would love to say but can’t put them into words, And that is my best friend Jackie.

Night,
L

Day 14…Daily Prompt: Singular Sensation

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If you could have a guarantee that one, specific person was reading your blog, who would you want that person to be?

The person who I would want to see my blog is Shaycarl… You  know the Shaytards Shaycarl.

Why?

Because watching his Vlogs everyday makes me happy and originally I did want to create a daily Vlog however I just did not like myself on camera, my life is not that interesting and I don’t know how he does it. I really respect him and his  family, they are good people and they make great interesting Vlogs. After thinking about his Vlogs I thought maybe I could just do a Blog instead. I would want him to see that he has inspired me to do something different in my life, to stick to something that challenges me and make him feel proud.

What do you want to say to them?

So if you are out there Shay and family, thank you for being inspirational in my life.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/01/14/daily-prompt-one/

Night,

L