Antics and ramblings of a twenty something

Hiya, I said I while back that I was not going to blog anymore, but I think the exception is when things arise that I think may be worth sharing (or may not I’ll leave that down to you :D) It’s all a lot to do with having a chronic health condition but I guess if the people around you haven’t got one and people don’t talk openly along the lines of “did you spend your weekend having a wild time picking up your prescription at the pharmacy too??!” - said no respectable 20 year old ever, then I guess the only outlet is to blog. I’m feeling really lucky and blessed and happy and not writing this as a dwelling post don’t worry, I just wanted to talk about how you accept a mate into your group that has any chronic condition as I’m realising that maybe lack of understanding impacts how a person is perceived. I’ve recently met the nicest group of gals ever, all of whom ranging from early to late 20s and all being rays of sunshine. Some have travelled, some have had children and some fi...

Hello, After saying goodbye to blogging a couple of months ago I didn't think I'd be back on here quite so soon, but there's something that I think needs to be spoken about more in society and I think the only way a student like me can raise awareness of things is by writing. Well, until I earn my first million that is ;). As many are already aware, through writing openly about it on my blog numerous times, that I have a chronic illness called P.O.T.S (Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome). It means that when I stand up, the muscles don't constrict in my legs like they should and as a result the blood pools in my feet, causing my heart to race, my body to produce too much adrenaline and the blood not to get up to my brain quickly or efficiently enough. This causes extreme fatigue, memory loss and achiness as well as many other symptoms like temperature regulation problems, digestion problems (as the blood isn't flowing properly to all areas of the body) a...

Hey, G’morning, I hope you’re all really really well.:) This is maybe a random post, but one I feel ready for in the same kind of way you may feel ready to leave high school, it’s really right but still feels the end of an era all the same. That is, I know I want this post to officially be my last blogging post :’(. I’ve known I wanted to stop for a few weeks now as  it feels like my life is changing and moving. I don’t really know what to, you never really do do you? That’s why life is so exciting and unpredictable I guess, but I didn’t want to just not post anymore, out of respect for this marvellous hobby I’ve had for two and a half years I wanted to end with a proper post, as funny as that sounds.  It feels comical to say I have a real sadness about this being the last post- in that way when something has become a big part of your life and given you so much joy for a long time. But I don’t want to be keeping a blog, no matter how small the regular readership, i...

Hey guys, how’s you doing? :)  Decided to blog today if for any other reason than just to keep the memory and to be honest what better reason than that? This Sunday has been the Sunday to top all sundays.  It began as all good Sunday’s should. That is, with a longgggg lie in, followed by Paolo Nuttini following me around the house (not literally, although how nice would that be?!) and after the dreamiest shower (I felt like Bryn in Gavin and Stacey going “Is that what you call a POWER-SHOWER?”) I was underway. After plenty of time to put loads of make up on to make my skin look somewhat more refreshed than it currently is (Winter = wanting to walk around with a lightbulb on my skin) I got ready to brace the cold only to find it is a bit milder today??? On route, nicking my Mum’s Urban Decay Naked palate that I brought her a few christmases back (that’s what Christmas is for ey? ;)). At this point I’m thinking “already winning” ;). No, what I mean to say is it was just t...

Hey, Tonight, as per, I’m writing at a really strange time. The last few nights have gone to plan in that I’ve actually started plodding upstairs to get ready for bed around 8. I know, this is megaaaa early! I think so too, but with my health meaning not getting 10 hours sleep minimum leaves me aching so bad, I know it’s deffo worth it! However, tonight is not that night my friends. It’s great that I’ve got to be up at 7 too (hear the sarcasm leaping off the page right now)  but y’know what, I’m going with the flowwwww :D. So I figured... blog. Call me irresponsible, but hey, Bublè already has you covered ;). In this  post I’m going to shout out to the absolute ledge that is my Daddio. We bicker, we take the mick, but most of the time we’re laughing (albeit mainly at each other) and hands down I wouldn’t change my Dad. I do love him lots (eugh, pass the bucket I would hear him retort). But this one is going to focus mainly on present buying when it comes to the man i...

Hey, I hope this post finds you really really good and all tucked up and cosy whilst the gail’s blow outside. I’m being a typical granny and am throughly enjoying my honey and lemon with three throws on top of me, tucked up as I write this. There’s something so nice about being warm when you can hear the breeze or the rain outside I think, it just reminds me how grateful I am to be in a comfy, warm place really. I’m feeling really rather sleepy/exhausted so don’t know why I think writing is once again a good idea, but alas I continue... As this blog is mainly now made up of music once again, turns out it’s turned into “Anthems of a bored 20yr old” (was there point in a name change after all?(; ), I will proceed to discuss more music I think. The Saturday just gone was absolutely incredible, because I saw a band and fell in love. Not particularly with the singer (although probably that too), but with a band I’d hardly listened to before and one after which seeing I can’t stop lis...

Hey, Hope you're okay on this cold November afternoon! I've just been in town and my hands are very much blue but all cosy now this a nice cup of tea so I'm warming my cockles. Literally don't know where that expression comes from.. Maybe it's Cornish? It always reminds me of that scene in stardust where Michelle Phieffer runs the bath for Clare Danes whilst plotting eternal youth and she uses this line... why cockles? Anyway, I wanted to write this post for a few days as I woke up to the great Chris Evans's voice blasting out at me on BBC Radio Two the other morning and Katie Melua was in the studio. On the show she performed this year's BBC Children in need single; her cover of 'Fields of gold' and it was so beautiful you could literally hear a pin drop and that was over the radio. Unfortunately I missed the first bit, but after briefly hearing that it was the official Children in Need song for 2017 and how good it is I listened to it again...