The Car Booty

So as part of the 'Yes' plan I went to the Car boot sale today and did a bit of shopping. I know what you are thinking, just too cool for words but I actually got a few bargains I'm going to show you! I also got a dress but it's already in the wash so I'll add that photo later.

The boots are from New Look, from £30 to £15 and even though I just bought some tassley ankle boots I find it so hard to fit boots I bought them anyway. Also, £15 is a good bargain for boots anyway. I also got foundation for £1 from Wilkinsons which is actually a really good shade for my skin, as well as a anti-persperint for 78p yayy. The best bargain was this 'Royal Jelly' set from Boots which I got at the Car booty... only £1 which is amaaaazing value. It's sealed so defianetly hasn't been used and its within sell by date so I'm mega happy! I'll upload the dress soon ;) hope you are all keeping well! x

The "Yes" Plan

For the next two weeks I'm going to have a "Yes" week. Not just because I recently watched 'The Yes Man' (which, incidentally wasn't that good of a film) but because I'm sick of saying no because I can't be bothered or want to keep my money. Lifes about living, and I don't want to regret my life; you can't take your money with you.

So... Everytime a decent opportunity comes up I'm going to go for it. So far, I've been talked into drinking a litre of alcopop finished off by a dirty pizza. To follow is a meal at an Indian restaurant, I've booked tickets to see Chicago the musical, go for an Italian meal with my boyfriend and go out for a pub crawl with a few friends. Also somebody rang up asking for more blood in a few more months so I had to say yes haha. It actually feels very liberating, so I hope that everybody reading this goes for it! Try it for one week, honestly you won't regret it. Tomorrow is a car boot sale and bingo at the working mans club which I'm really looking forward to in all their lameness, so I best get some sleep to be up and ready for a more interesting day than usual! x

Giving Blood

Hello everybody :).

Yesterday I gave blood yayyy so I can feel all proud of myself now. The thing that was stopping me the most was fear of the unexpected so I'll fill you in on all the details!

Me, my sister , B, (who was turning 17 yesterday so finally allowed to do it), my boyfriend Steven, and his friend, Frazer, all went down yesterday. There was a desk at the front of the entrance with an angry looking women who barked to come back later in an appointment time. So after gorging on cakes, sandwiches and drinking lots of fluids like they tell you (what an excuse!) we came back.

First of all we had to fill out our details to make sure our blood was safe and then go into a private room to check through the answers. My boyfriend went first and got rejected as he'd had a tattoo in the past six months and I must admit a secret part of me was hoping I'd fail the little pin prick test to check if your haemoglobin (...or something...) levels were OK. How bad is that?! Finally it was my turn where I got interrogated by four nurses because I'd had a recent blood test but finally I was allowed. The prick itself hurt a little in your finger but it wasn't bad.

Waiting in the Que I really wanted to run out the door - especially when half way through Frazer's giving blood he turned white and his eyes rolled back in his head. He'd fainted before enough blood had been given so he had to have his discarded so all that worry was for nothing too! It was so scary watching it; all the nurses rushed over and made a massive fuss like an episode of E.R or something so I was getting more and more nervous.

"Don't worry, I've given blood sixteen times without problems" the woman in the seat next to me said since I was clearly eyeing up the exit door suspiciously. She did go on to tell me how both her brother and boyfriend fainted too though so I was still nervous. My sister who was already on one of the beds was having problems too as they couldn't find a vein, so it took so long I ended up having mine done before hers.

I had a problem with veins too; apparently both mine and my sisters were so thin it was hard to find a vein that was wider than the needle. The needle only hurt a little, but you can get a general anaesthetic if you don't want to feel it, but I didn't really see the point as you need a needle to put the general anaesthetic in anyway. After that it was fine apart from my blood pressure was so low I set off the alarm tons of time along with my sister. In the end my needle kept on having to get twisted and my sisters needed to be pressed in. I did feel a tiny bit dizzy but not much and all the other nurses bar the first one was lovely, and after she got our blood she was nice too EVENTUALLY haha. We got made to have some juice and a biscuit to get our blood feeling OK again, and even though we were both so exhausted we went to bed at half 8 it felt really good to have given blood. I was on such a high! I would do it again because other than the major nervousness the actual giving blood wasn't even bad.

I feel fine now the day after so I really would recommend it. Even Frazer who fainted wanted to give it another go and he was totally fine after some juice. You have to wait 4 months before you can give it again so it's not for a while now anyway. I'll add some more photos at the bottom to give you an idea of what its like which my sister took. Let me know if I've helped/influenced anyone in making their choice! x

Below: I took this photo this morning... if you look carefully you can see the pink on my wrist even though I got it done last night!

Above: What it looked like after the plaster was taking off - only a tiny pin prick.Above: a delightful photo of the needle in the community centre. The flooring is done for! Hehe.

Baltic and Prostitution...

Hello everybody :).
Sorry that I haven't been online for a while updating, I feel a bit neglectful! But in between my recent working and playing hard I've failed in my attempt to win in the war of the computers with my family. How anyone can spend nine and a half hours on ebay and facebook is beyond me.

My studies have been ok (may as well start with the boring). My English teacher made me do a written timed assignment and I got the best mark in the class, surprisingly as I left 20mins early to go to the dentist. Ok, ok, it was to meet a friend at the train station but I dont think that would have gelled as easily. He said I had "natural talent" and was an "obvious 'A' candidate". I'm not going to lie; it made me feel all fuzzy and happy inside. Probably to the sickening noticeability of everybody else, but hey it rarely happens so I got a little secretly excited!

To equal this out however the rest of my day was very depressing. First of all, someone stood on a pidgeon which had no legs in the Town Centre. Some people think that they're just vermin, but I'm a softie for animals so it was very depressing. It had "please take me home, I'll try not to poo on your bed" eyes. I know my cat would be like NOM in 3 seconds - and it probably had STDs or something. But still. I tried to pick it up to the disgust of everyone else and it tried to bite me. The love was there somewhere though I'm sure.
To brighten the mood we went to the Baltic art gallery which had the most amazing Pop Art theme last time I went. I loved it, so I went along with my friend and of course the subject this time was 'Violence to women'. So this featured:
1) A screening of 'Rape'
2) Loads of videos featuring a womans' body part such as her feet etc. with flies over so it looked like she was dead. This included a zoom in on her "woman areas" for a BIG amount of time. I giggled just to break the silence and was escorted out.
3) A maze where I walked into the glass walls seven times.
4) A jelly woman cut into boxes.
It was horrible to be honest, I guess it presented something which should be highlighted in society, especially as 50% of people actually think it's ok to hit a woman. What is wrong with you people? Nobody should be hitting anyone, but er, ok.

Finally to top of the fun of the day my friend, Kemi, got a phone call from her other friend saying her friends Mum had just died. She'd had a tumour on the brain for years, but obviously she must have been devastated. I trailed back so depressed I ate an entire block of cheese.

Yesterday was alot better; I went drinking with my boyfriend, Steven, his friend Sean and his girlfriend Natalie. The thing I don't get about them is that if you look at them they look so in love. They're really affectionate all the time; he helps her out the car, he buys her drinks and whispers things in her ear. But all the time he's cheating on her with the occasional prositute and she's none the wiser. It's so strange to see how things can be perceived and the reality behind it. Apparently it's ok to cheat if you dont get sex in your own relationship rather than just work out the problems first. But hey ho. I guess you can never take for granted that just because someones in a relationship they're off the market. It was a nice drink but we had to leave early as we got I'D and Natalie had forgot to bring hers. You might be wondering, don't you feel like telling her? I would make Steven lose all his friends if I did as he wasn't supposed to tell me, and to be honest I don't want to get trapped in all the drama. I don't know, I think if anyone should tell her it should be him anyway, and me and Natalie aren't exactly close so I'm not even sure she would believe me.
Hope you are all doing well :), I'll update soon x x x

Running In The Rain and Blog Suggestions

I was very surprised to find that Jo (who has recently split up with her boyfriend, and is usually very emotional afterwards) was totally fine mood-wise. In fact she didn't cry once on our full run, I'm so happy that she's handling it so well. It was so dark because there's no lamposts along the coast (!) and bloody freezing as we had to stop every 20 seconds for Jo to catch her breath. We were soaking off all the rain so it was quite funny coming home and sitting on black sacks.

Anyhoo, I've decided to do a blog on every suggestion I get, no matter how ridiculous/personal. I'm also taking some from friends etc. so if you feel like it comment and in time I'll do it 0:)
So far I've been asked to do these:

1. Make a photoblog of my day (from Beth)
2. A blog on whats in my bag with a description...that should be interesting haha
3. Discuss the contraception I use and why
4. Describe your top three favourite books

That's not really too bad at all, so if you want to challenge me go for it.
Look forward to hearing them x x x

10 things

I'm sure you've seen these swimming everywhere , so here's 10 facts and confessions from me :)

1) I had a headbrace for a year. Yes, kill me now. The memory still makes me embarrassed , thankfully I only had to wear it in the house.

2) If I could do any job with money not an issue I would own my own kennels with a policy not to put any healthy animal down.

3) I used to go drinking at the weekend down the cliffs with bottles of alcopop in pure charvey style. I miss it.

4) I've cheated in two serious exams in my life. One was for Physics GCSE where I carved formulas on a pencil with a pin. The other English Language where I wrote a plan on my hand. I'm sorry.

5) When the theme tunes for our familys' favourite shows come on we all get up and do the lamest dance we can think of. This is hard to explain to other people as you can imagine haha.

6) I once kissed a girl, but unlike Katy Perry, I didn't like it.

7) Sometimes a tiny little part of me misses being single even though my boyfriend is so great.

8) I have serious issues with people eating. I can't stand people eating quickly, with their mouths open, on buses etc. I know I'm a freak lol.

9) I love the dance machine and going to the fair :)

10) I used to fancy Inspector Morse. Oh dear.

A broken heart...

I received a call at 10pm whilst lying in bed with my boyfriend the other night. The only people who ever ring is family so I expected it was my Mam asking me a question about the internet, or wondering where I was. It was Jo, so I knew something was wrong as all of my friends are allergic to speaking on the phone (texts are a life saver haha). There was a silence and then a massive sob, "Stephens cheated on me!"

To be honest, I always got a bad vibe off him, he's always seemed a bit weird. You know when you just get a bad feeling? Early into the relationship they split up so he started saying that he was only using her for sex and she meant nothing. She ended up crying hysterically in college only to be going back out with him a week later. He used to be an alcoholic and drug addict, so he's supposed to stay away from all that shit, but he never does. It's hard for people to keep to moderation in those situations anyway so they usually say not to touch it, not that it's ever stopped him. Anyway, this time he cheated on her and didn't have the balls to even tell her - she had to find out from a mutual friend. She's gutted as you would be after dating eachother for a year. I don't know what to do or say though, other than comforting and cliqued stuff. I feel like I should help her feel better in some way, but I know it'll just take time...

The Trivial

Don't worry- I haven't came over with a weird form of tourettes which is making me write numerous blogs. I just wanted to make a blog on the absolute trivia of my life haha, so here's a completely pointless blog on what I've been up to lately.

My studying as usual has been ok, nothing special although I've missed a few lessons this week. I feel a bit guilty but I just couldn't be bothered. I made it into the Friday lesson for English much to the distaste of Alix - a friend of my English buddy Ashley. I don't know what it is but she has never liked me from day one. I tried being overly nice to her to compensate but she has always been very ignorant so eventually I just gave up. Apparently she does this with people all the time according to Ashley so I just talk to her when completely necessary. Anyway, Alix has a new boyfriend so she has recently been too busy dry humping him in the corridors to rush in to grab a seat next to Ashley as usual. This wouldn't be a problem but all the desks had been moved so that it turned out I was sitting next to Ashley and she was sitting on a table by herself. She was so pissed off when she came in she didn't talk for the full lesson and stormed off at the end. Ashley said she was sorry and she didn't realise the tables had been moved but Alix was having none of it. As I write this out I can't help but feel how childish it seems, but I really don't try to aggravate her.

Yesterday I went out to a bar where I nearly got drop kicked in the face with some men 'pole dancing'. Oh dear. It was nice to see everybody although Beth left early saying she was tired but to be honest she really didn't seem up for it. I got there late and Jo was already a little miffed that she had been trying to talk to Beth all night only to get luke warm responses. I had a good laugh with Jo and Roz where we decided we would go running together which I know will be absolutely hilarious as we're all so, so bad at it. Becca started getting annoyed as she wanted to go clubbing, but nobody could be assed or was dressed for it so I was brutally forced to dance in the bar with nobody else dancing. Jo eventually saved me with an amused smile printed on her face. Good times, good times.
Today I'm seeing the boyfriend and I have my full pit of a room to tidy so I'll write later :) x x x

You Are What You Eat

I've had a revelation! Well, sort of.

My normal weight without dieting etc. had always been 8 st 5 until I changed my contraceptive pill (for medical reasons) which made me a constant of 9st 3. I was a little bothered by it but lack of motivation etc. I ended up accepting it. Anyway, about three times a week at least I make a special effort to see one friend each (then usually do a group thing for the weekend) but because I'm on such a budget I've just been going to the same pizza place. I know, I know... Pizza is bad three times a week but at £3 it's all I could afford *shifty look*. Places like Nandos that sell stuff like chicken and salads usually work out to be £12 at least which is a distant dream for me haha. Before I knew it my weight had crept up to 9st 8 - I was gutted - because of my height of 5"2 this is basically making me borderline overweight. Just knowing that this is so much larger than what I should be made me feel so guilty. My former self a few years back would never ever have let me get like this. It's been two weeks and I've managed to get back down to 9st 3, but now I'm going to try go the full hog and back down to 8st5.

For inspiration I've bought the You Are What you Eat books but before I've always been put off by price of ingrediants and the thought they will taste like absolute crap and a waste of money. But in my new mindset I brutally forced myself to try them. They were amazing!!! I was so surprised something so healthy could taste so, so good. I made a Sweet Potatoe Soup for starters and for main I made chicken with coriander, spinach, ginger, garlic, mushroom and beansprouts. I was so surprised it's really inspired me to really try to eat like this all the time (so the plan goes for now...there's still a pizza in the fridge...). I've managed to stick to it so far today although it's before dinner time so I haven't really been tested just yet. I've already had porridge, I'm going to attempt poached eggs and spinach for dinner and for tea I might make the soup again so the ingrediants don't go to waste.

Wish me luck!