Today I am waking up a new woman, or indeed just the first time I’ve woken up and called myself something other than a girl. I am now 21 years old. AAAHHH! This is so crazy! Seems like a blink of an eye since I was saying hello to my teenage years and now, POOF I’m a proper adult. I’ve got to wave goodbye to my immaturity and start thinking about grown up things like a pension or a mortgage *shudders*.
I can say with great confidence that I am not ready to say goodbye to being 20, it really has been my favourite year so far! I know, I know! I’ve said this before, but I can’t possibly believe that it can get better than this (obviously I’m so up for it going in that direction), but what if it doesn’t?… Negativity aside, I have never enjoyed a year more and I’m excited to see what the future holds.
I think the biggest thing that has happened this past year is that I have now officially moved out, oh and I have a ring on my finger. Yes, this has come at a bit of a surprise. I have found the man of my dreams and we are now living together. I owe so much of this year to him and it really wouldn’t have been as special without him.
Friendships have definitely blossomed too, having an extra year under your belt at Univeristy really does make your confidence come out a little more (especially when you’re incredibly shy like myself). I have made some solid friendships, some of which I know will last a lifetime.
Here’s to taking responsibly for my actions! Here’s to proper adulthood! Here’s to no more excuses… Here’s to 21!
The last couple of months for me have been sh*t, to say the least, and it could’ve come down to a lot of things, but ultimately it’s my job. I have been working in a pub for the last couple of months and I just can’t seem to crack it. Which then led me to have to make a decision, do I stick it out for the summer or take a leap of faith.
Let’s fast forward to the very beginning. My beautiful boyfriend and I decided that for the entirety of the summer we would spend it together. This all seemed well and good before we realised we needed money (I know right, it ruins everything), so we both got jobs. Harry (the said boyfriend mentioned above) had bagged himself a nifty 9-5 job Monday to Friday, and I had taken the only place that offered me a job, working evenings and weekends in a pub. This was the first mistake because it meant that we didn’t see each other, which caused great regret to the fact we could’ve just gone home and leached off our parents.
The second problem was money. I was use to a very nice job at home working in a care home earning a healthy wage, I then traded that for under 21’s minimum wage. Which is fine, but it didn’t cover my rent. Enter dilemma two.
The rest of the problems could’ve easily been liveable if it weren’t for A and B, but they ended up being big deciders in my “leap of faith” plan. I spend my days waiting for Harry to come home, to spend a hour with him and then go to work, spending most of the time crying in the toilets. I felt like I didn’t fit in at work and found the management poor, plus I really didn’t like getting hit on by old men.
I kept thinking to myself that I could just stick it out for the rest of summer, so I put it off and put it off, but one day I couldn’t put it off any longer. I went into work intending to do my 10 hour shift and walked out 10 minutes later unemployed.
Sometimes you just have to put yourself first and take the plunge. Yes I do feel like I’ve waisted 3 months of my life on nothing, and yes it may have taken me another 2 weeks to find myself a new job but I am so much more happy in myself and with my new job Harry and I can finally have the summer we both wanted. I learnt that things don’t always go right the first time, and its better to do something about it than live with the unhappiness.
If any of you know me, you’ll know it was my birthday the other week, and if you didn’t know then where have you been? I am ordinarily not really a big birthday person, don’t get me wrong I love all this celebration stuff but I prefer it when I’m not the one who’s birthday it is.
This year however, I wanted to do something a little more memorable than my usual Chinese takeaway evening with my close family; as this one is a little more special than the usual. I reached my third decade of living and this called for more than the average. Don’t jump to conclusions though it still wasn’t anything as extravagant as someone else would class as a normal celebration.
I started my day off with the traditional ‘being-woken-up-by-my-mother-singing’ which led into a morning of gift exchange. I was spoilt to say the least. Myself, my mother, grandmother and brother then enjoyed a lovely lunch out at one of our local fancy-pants restaurants. It was a lovely way to spend the day, with the people I deem closest to me.
The evening began the real fun part, and since I’d already done the whole ‘going out and getting smashed’ thing on my 18th I thought it was time for something more grown up and civilised. I invited a handful of my closest friends round for girls night in with wine, snacks and great convocation. We ended up talking for hours and I deemed it to be one of the best ways to end your birthday!
The day after my birthday, or as I like to call it My Birthday +1, myself and my mother went to Bicester Village for a well needed shopping spree. For those who don’t know what Bicester village is, its basically a designer outlet outdoor shopping centre, it holds some of the most beautiful brands for a fraction of their original price. I am very lucky to be able to live so close to such a popular tourist spot. I think it was safe to say myself and mother spent a great deal of time and money here on the Saturday and came home with some marvellous purchases, including a birthday present from myself to myself; a Kate Spade bag which I am in love with.
My 20th Birthday was a success and I am looking forward to what this year has to offer me. Its time for a fresh start! Here’s to another year filled with love and laughter.
So its our last day in Paris, and the last day of the most amazing holiday I have ever been on. The whole experience was perfect even down to the weather which is an odd thing for a Brit to say. Truly one to remember.
We’re actually heading off home today, and our train is at 16:00 local time, which meant that today we only have the morning. We decided earlier in the week that we would do the Louvre Museum on the last day as they have baggage lockers that store your stuff, as you aren’t allowed to bring anything with you into the museum. The lockers hold a standard cabin size case, so if you are planning on doing the same make sure it fits the measurements shown on their website (however mine was slightly bigger and it still fit).
We arrived at the Louvre Museum at around 11, slightly later than we planned on arriving but the late night from Disneyland yesterday really took a toll on us. This was still enough time for us to have a quick look around, but we got to see the Mona Lisa, so we’re not exactly complaining.
They say that it takes 9 months to fully get around the Louvre Museum, including reading every label on every floor. This to me is ridiculous and just shows how big the building actually is, because at first I thought the museum was just the pyramid, lol I was wrong. Everything in the building was so interesting and it was full of many different artefacts from many time periods, my favourite being the Egyptians. However, because of time issues we skimmed most of the museum and didn’t read any of the labels (mostly because they were in French). If we would’ve had more time I would’ve loved to have seen more of the museum and taken the time to examine each object. We still enjoyed our visit and even though it was short we were glad we got to see it.
After leaving the Louvre it was time to say goodbye to our temporary home, one in which I did not want to leave for at least another few days. On the train journey back I felt so down about my holiday being over but despite everything I had created so many great memories and travelled to one of the most beautiful and romantic cities in the world!
Lets visit the place where dreams come true! DISNEYLAND!
Before even booking our holiday to Paris I knew that Disneyland would an essential stop, much to my boyfriends dismay (although he enjoyed it a lot more than he thought he would).
Our day began very early, with an 8 o clock start (7 in British time) so that we could get to the park as soon as it opened. However, everyone around us seemed to have had the same idea and the queue to get in was impeccably long, so if any of you are thinking about visiting Disneyland any time soon I would suggest booking your tickets in advance or getting printable tickets like we did because it just saved us waiting in another very long line.
I have only been to Disneyland once before, and it was at Christmas time when I was around 6, and my memory of the holiday was very limited, in fact the only thing I do remember was the ice rink outside our hotel (so not actually in the park) and the gift shop. So walking into Disney felt like the first time and it was unbelievably magical. The attention to detail though out the park was mind blowing and the way they made every experience for each individual special.
I felt like the variety of activities in the park was inclusive for the whole family, it goes without saying that Disney is primarily marketed at young children but there is a substantial amount for older children and adults as well. The variety of amusement park rides was vast, too much so that we failed to get round them all. The level of intensity per ride was also given on the booklet which meant that finding the ideal ride was made easy and not time consuming, waiting in line however was. I would recommend this to anyone, especially those only going for a weekend or for the day to invest in a ‘FastPass’ ticket for the rides. It just makes getting on them so much easier and you can do what you have to do before and then you can just hop on the ride of choice. This cuts your queuing time by more than 75% and therefore you have more time to enjoy your day. Trust me the extra money is worth it.
There was many events happening throughout the day including plays and musicals in massive tent theatres, and also a daily parade which all the characters ride in floats around the Disneyland park. But the main event in my eyes was the evening show, which is a show of lights projected onto castle. This light show happens every night just before closing at 11pm. This was by far one of my favourite elements of the day, every detail was timed and imagined perfectly, and there was a mixture languages in the end show which meant that all children will feel as though they are involved. They definitely spoke in French and English, and I believe they also spoke Spanish, but don’t quote me.
My overall experience of Disney was mind blowing and I was truly in my element, the magic of the park brings out the happiness in everyone. The involvement from every member of staff was lovely to see and they all looked very happy to help. Each staff member spoke a minimum of 2 languages which is very helpful for tourists like myself.
Our third day in Paris marks the halfway point on our holiday, easily a time to wallow in the fact that its nearly over, but in my case a time to celebrate another 3 more days in sunny Paris. I’ve always been a glass is half full kind of person.
Day 3 was an aesthetically pleasing day, visiting the world famous Notre Dame, where I was excited to meet my childhood love Quasimodo, also known as The Hunchback of Notre Dame from the 1996 Disney film. Notre Dame sparked childhood nostalgia so had a lovely time dancing around the cathedral pretending to be Esmerelda, much to the discomfort of others.
Notre Dame itself is a working church and while on our visit, there were many people praying, which I can understand must be hard to do when the whole cathedral is full of tourists, despite there being a strict no talking rule. The interior of the church was amazing, with gorgeous stain glass windows and stone statues; far more remarkable than my local church. The whole Cathedral was enchanting from top to bottom, every detail was as I would’ve imagined. From the bells in the bell tower to the gargoyles on the side of the church. The view was incredible and you could surprisingly see a great ordeal of Paris from the top.
After visiting Notre Dame, I headed down to the Luxemburg Gardens, which to me gave off a Blair Waldorf vibe? The sheer vision made me feel like I was in a whole other world. Everything was perfect down to the last rose petal. Such a remarkable and photogenic destination.