what’s the lesson you live by?

 

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This is a pretty good question because as a 25-year-old woman I would say that I most definitely haven’t got my life together just yet. I am known for drinking way too many cocktails and moaning that I should have won the lottery by now. However, last year February I had to learn the hardest lesson of all; family is everything. Don’t get me wrong, I always knew family was important but as a teen/young woman you take them for granted.

My 18-year-old brother died suddenly in February 2016 and I must admit I still don’t believe it to this day. I never thought in a million years that I would need to worry about my little brother dying. It’s one of those things you hear about but you think it will never happen to you. You hit a state of shock, a brick wall. For the first six months, I walked around like a zombie. I became so angry that the world just carried on living whilst my entire world had collapsed. Dealing with grief and trying to offer support to my mum and sister is incredibly difficult. This tragedy will haunt us forever and every day I am smacked in the face with different emotions. The loss of someone is never easy and the pain DOES NOT go away.

The only lesson I can learn from this is to treasure everyone and everything because you never know when you will have your last moment with them. I know life gets in the way and mundane things such as work, arguments etc stops us from remembering what is important, but we must snap out of it. Doing well for yourself, getting that promotion, buying your dream car and living the life of luxury will mean nothing if you don’t have your loved ones around you. Without making this post too depressing, I want to use my story as a reminder for us all to be so grateful for all the good things in life. Say I love you every day, spend more time with your family and always do the things that make you happy.

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I had to learn the hard way that is life is so tough, we will all have good and bad days. There will be times when you want to give up but don’t! life is so precious so embrace it and have as much fun as possible. This experience has shaped me into a completely different person. I am grateful, fearless and want to make my brother very proud. There will be a time when everyone will go through the pain of losing someone they love but just know you are not alone. Life is short and we only get one chance at it so if you are currently unhappy with your current situation, shake up your entire life. Go after your dream job, get a horse, make a family or move to Hawaii. Do all the things that scare you as this will make life worthwhile. One last thing before I go, always be grateful and never take anyone or anything for granted.

 

My do’s and don’t for the week;

  • DO go on a major shopping spree on payday and live off beans on toast for the rest of the month.
  • DON’T stalk your ex on Instagram, it will ruin your entire week!
  • DO buy glamour magazine every month just to read Dawn O’ porters column.
  • DON’T compare yourselves to others, you are a badass.
  • DO snooze your alarm, stay in bed longer and blame TFL for the reason why you’re late.
  • DON’T eat that whole packet of biscuits, you will regret it when you finally make it to the gym.

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Ibiza baby

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I must admit I am not a London girl at all. I belong in a hot country, no more than 10 minutes away from the beach. My main life goal is to make this a reality, but for now I am more than happy to jet off at every given possibility. Lucky for me, I have the best sister in the world and she agreed to go to Ibiza with me. Don’t worry Jess,if you are reading this you will be rewarded greatly.

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I’ve been to Ibiza so many times that when I arrive it feels like home. There is no better feeling than familiarity when you step foot in another country. I planned the whole trip from start to finish. Our long weekend turned into a whirlwind, with a lot of drink and the mother of all hangovers, but it has been one of my best holidays to date.

Here are a few of the highlights;

  • Elrow at Amnesia- so crazy but so happy we finally went!
  • Ocean beach club … obviously.
  • Pizza hut- best pizza ever.
  • Our hotel- They had given us two rooms because our air con broke.
  • Falling over, apparently this is my thing now.
  • Watching a film in the rave, honestly who comes up with this stuff.

On our last day we planned to have a nice chilled, sophisticated day but things don’t always go to plan.  We were so hungover we spent the whole day hiding from the sun, running toilet to be sick and stuffing our face with burger king.

Ibiza I can’t wait to see you again next year.

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Life is better when it’s hot

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Every winter I forget how cold it gets in London. I can’t believe its the 7th of December and I feel like i’m in Antarctica. Is being allergic to the cold a thing? It has to be because all I want to do is grab a warm duvet and snuggle into hibernation for the next six months.

As it is currently minus 5 outside (exaggerating just a little) all I can do is plan my next escape to a hot destination. Get me to a place where I can sit around in bikini’s all day and drink cocktails.

So whilst sitting in bed hot chocolate to hand, lets re-visit some happier, hotter times. In order to give myself some inspiration I am going to take you back to one of my favourite holidays … Croatia.

Croatia is one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. Whoever came up with the idea of hosting Hideout festival on Zrce Beach, I salute you. However, this won’t be your usual blog post of holiday fabulous-ness. This post will include the coach journey from hell, six girls in a two bed apartment and a friend’s foot attacked by a sea urchin. Because where’s the fun in a normal, relaxing holiday?

One of the worst decisions I have ever made in my life was deciding to travel by coach to Croatia. I must admit my decision making is appalling however, this takes the prize. It took us over 26 hours to drive from London to Croatia. We drove through France, Germany, Italy, Switzerland and back to Italy because the coach driver was obviously not qualified for the job. Imagine being stuck on a coach for a whole day, no shower, no food, with your evil ex boyfriend sitting four seats ahead of you. Now do you feel my pain?

Finally the coach from hell stopped and we were in Novalja, Croatia … time to party. I can honestly say I did not come prepared. I expected it to be a bit of harmful partying and catching a tan. Let’s just say I underestimated it completely. Day three was like waking up on a desert island. We had 5 hours sleep between us, two of us had to sleep on the floor with towels as duvets. We had no food, no energy and the thought of walking back down to Zcre beach gave us shivers. However, after the best chicken nuggets and chips in the world we were brought back to life, I was practically a new woman. Get me back to the party.

One of my favourite memories has to be day two. It’s seven in the morning, we had been out all night and decided to stay awake. So off we go to the beach, stopping off at the shop quickly to grab a few desperado’s. We jumped straight in the sea and started swimming around like mermaids, or that’s what I like to believe. Out of nowhere I heard a scream, one of my friends was hurt. “My foot my foot” she shouted, as we dragged her out of the water. I can honestly say I have never been so scared in all my life. There were black needles sticking all round her foot. Her foot looked like the guy out of hell raiser. You can imagine after a long night out, no sleep and probably still drunk. I had no idea what was in her foot or how to help.

In my mind this was the end, her foot was going to be amputated. But a nice Croatian man calmed us down and sent us to the local pharmacy. We were then told that this was common and that it should all heal in a couple of weeks, what an anticlimax.

The holiday got a lot more eventful but I am going to stop the blog post here because I don’t want to spill all my stories. Going through pictures and writing down my memories has inspired me to go back to hideout. I have a feeling that next year I will be prepared for the ultimate party island. So if you think you can handle five crazy days in the scorching heat and non-stop partying, then book your ticket right now!

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