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A sad little period for Lovesey.
Trying to keep afloat.
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“Don’t waste your time on jealousy, sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind, the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself”
A lot of the time, I want everything at once. I want a flat in London, but I don’t want the 9-5 job it would serve the purpose for. I want nice clothes, shoes, bags but I don’t want to spend my money on things which I have no opportunity to wear anymore. I want to travel, but I dont want to have to save up for months until I can go.
And the thing is, most of the things I want are things that many people I know already have, which leaves me feeling miles behind and running to catch up. Actually, a lot of the time, (and I hate to admit it) I find myself feeling jealous. So when I came across this quote earlier today, it instilled some sort of calm within. I’m starting to get to grips with the fact that the travelling will come, but whether someone I know has already started their adventure, or is leaving next week, I need to be patient and run in my own race.
“Don’t waste your time on jealousy, sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind, the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself” - Baz Luhrmann’s Everybody’s Free (To Wear Sunscreen)
Pendant le weekend…
I’m feeling flush so maybe, just MAYBE I will have a mini spree at the weekend… wondering whether to buy some berry jeans or waxy numbers.
Having a semi-bad day.
Bennett has a hemorrhoid.
This tumbler page has got to be one of THE funniest things I’ve seen in an absolute decade.
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This is your life.
So I haven’t really blogged in a while. Quite frankly I haven’t felt like I have anything interesting to say…Today I felt like putting pen to paper.
If I’m honest, post-uni life has left me feeling massively overwhelmed. Unlike whilst at school/uni where you always had some kind of game plan for the next year (or three) I’ve now been a graduate almost 6 months with nothing to show for it and it’s something that permanently plays on my mind. I find it increasingly difficult to be my usual, content self and instead have to constantly give my brain a good talking to, normally along the lines of everything will fall in to place soon, but not just yet.
At first I set myself little mental goals to keep me from feeling too despondent with life.
1. From July to September I aimed to finish my internship and move back home.
2. In September I wanted to take a breather and get abroad (Roam to Rome)
3. Get back to reality and apply for jobs….here is when things started to go a little pear-shaped. At 21 and with hardly anything substantial enough to call ‘life-experience’ I’ve been finding it hard to get my head around the fact that people my age seem know what the hell they want to do with their life….Why exactly does it seem like half my frigging peer group are working in London and almost definitely beginning to think about moving on with their life there? It’s facts like these which mean I’m constantly mulling over things like whether I should be living the ‘City Dream’ by now? …Or should I at least know what I want to do?! For someone who is usually quite an easy going, free spirit, uncertainty is definitely my demon at the present.
So I avoided this goal and instead, I set myself a new and somewhat easier one. By focusing all my efforts on working hard and getting an overdraft paid off, I managed to put off all the big decision making for a little longer. How convenient!
But now I’m almost a week away from reaching this little target and the scary thoughts are starting to come flooding back again…I’ve started to realise that it’s time to make a new one. Dammit. And I’ve realised that what has probably been scaring me most of all is the fact that the past 6 months since graduating have flown by in what literally feels like only a few weeks. In some respects this stark realisation of how quickly life can pass you by has been good for me. It’s started to make me think really hard and honestly about what my next little goal should be. I have NO IDEA what kind of job I’d like to do to get my career rolling and what’s more, I find it really scary to think that my days of having fun are numbered. Could saving up for a Round The World trip possibly be at the top of my next to-do list?
man·re·pell·er1 [mahn-ree-peller]
–noun. outfitting oneself in a sartorially offensive way that will result in repelling members of the opposite sex.
Such garments include but are not limited to harem pants, boyfriend jeans, overalls (see: human repelling), shoulder pads, full length jumpsuits, jewelry that resembles violent weaponry and clogs.–verb (used without object),-pell·ing, -pell·ed.to commit the act of repelling men: Girl 1: What are you wearing to the party?Girl 2: My sweet lime green drop crotch utility pants!Girl 1: Oh, so we’re man repelling tonight?
(Taken from: http://www.manrepeller.com/p/what-is-man-repeller.html)
Came across this blog some time ago and then I forgot about it! So it was nice to stumble upon it again tonight and have another laugh to myself. She couldn’t be more true when saying how men are repelled by ‘out-there’ clothes!!!!…I think that’s why I found it so funny in the first place. It alllllways seems to be the case that the more ‘normal’ you dress, the more the opposite sex appreciate what you’re wearing. SO NOT FAIR! Why, why, whyyyyy do they not understand that what they think is ugly is actually frigging hot?!
Note: Exhibit A - Topshop ‘LUSH’ Leopard Strappy Sandals. Boyfriend wasn’t quite the fan that I had hoped he would be when I told him about my new found love for this pair of beauts.
Recently, whilst interning, I walked in to an office with chalk board walls. A great idea I immediately thought. One day, in the (probably not) so near future, I will have a chalk board wall too :-)
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358 Unthank Road
Although we flew the Norwich ‘nest’ not so long ago, sometimes I forget how much fun life was living with these two cuties…I miss sharing a home with my little babes :-(
Oh…and occasionally pinching their expensive shampoos and conditioners when my Pantene wore thin, muwahahaha!
Oh god, please don’t let them see this.
Why, after about 2 months, am I still finding Tumblr a friggin nightmare to get my head around? One can but dream of someday being a blogging pro…
gimme gimme gimme!
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Dear Santa…
Ok, admittedly it’s too early to be writing my christmas wish-list BUT this Mulbs planner is DEFINITELY going to be making an appearance, right under the Ipad2 of course.
