19 DAYS TILL CHRISTMAS!

I’m feeling so festive today! Don’t know if it’s because there’s only 19 days to go till Christmas or if seeing all the lights in Amersham on a recent Costa trip, but either way, I can’t wait. I always love London at Christmas time; the lights and atmosphere really entice me and makes me feel so Christmassy. A couple of weeks ago was the school’s annual Commeration service which also happened to be my last ever one. I think I’m in the 20% (at a push) who actually enjoys trekking up to London in the cold, having to wear formal dress and singing a load of hymns in the St. Clement Danes church. Also, sixth formers are allowed to stay in London after the service and don’t have to get the school coach back. Probably due to this decreasing the cost for the school HA! So in true sophisticated style, 17 of us rocked up to the nearest pizza hut to spend a whole £6.99 on the all you can eat buffet (another reason why commem appeals to me). Eventually having found pizza hut we walked in and asked pretty casually for a table for 17. The waitress asked what the name was, to which I replied ‘we haven’t booked.’ She sort of did a double take at this and then went to speak to her college to see if they could possibly squeeze a table of 17 into the already crowded restaurant.  Whilst they were contemplating weather they had room for us, we looked out of the window to see another group of sixth formers walk past, stop, look and shake their heads. Obviously trying to decide on another place to eat. Having just all eaten our body weight in pizza; we decided it was a really good idea to go Boris biking round Hyde Park. This is actually much harder than it sounds as we weren’t allowed on the pavement which meant tackling the London roads. Think I pushed more than I rode! We then went on to Tower Bridge where we went on the bumper cars by the aquarium and then walked down embankment, spending a good 45 minutes watching all the hot skateboarders skate…

 

Hyde Park                                                                       Me and Jo

 Cheeky Bit of Litchfaktor

 Big Ben/Houses of Parliment

 Me and Helen on the Bumper Cars

 Love This <3 The Girls

Me, Lizzy and Becca

Absolutely Love London At Night!

Due to commem, we then had the Monday off, so our sixth form social was held on the Sunday at a local golf club. I actually had a lot more fun than I thought I would. Even if the boy I have taken to stalking in the year below didn’t attend… I’m not sure how impressed the golf club were with us though and I’m pretty sure vomit on the patio, loads of drunk people and poo up one of the toilet walls gives off a pretty bad impression about the school.

 The Girls<3 Danni, Tori, Me, Rach, Emmy

Me and Rachel

Me and Sophie

Looking slightly worse for wear once we had got home...

Last weekend we had another party for a boy in our year. It was on the Friday night and the fact that I was working at half seven Saturday morning didn’t seem to put me off drinking my body weight in Lambrini and generally being a drunken state. At one point the bouncers tried to chuck me and Rachel out, but with quick thinking, we told them we were sober and said they must be after some other girl who coincidently was throwing up in the toilets and was then put in the ‘sober zone’ for the rest of the night! Whoops!

 The Girls...AGAIN

Me and Tori

Danni, Me and Naomi

                                     

Tomorrow I have decided rather spontaneously that I am going to get my nose pierced. My parents don’t want me to at all and dad even went as far to say that he wouldn’t leave me any of his savings in his will if I got it done. However he then proceeded to tell me he only had 45p in his savings, and divided by four that’s about 11p. So hello nose piercing! HA! 

Anyway, I’m just going to have a quick little moan about this ridiculously cold weather. The moment I get home from school, I’m straight into my onesie and tucked up in bed. I DON’T DO COLD! However it shows it is definitely Christmas, which I love! Cannot wait for the big day to arrive! We put up our Christmas tree yesterday and as tradition goes, you have to do it with a glass (or three) of Baileys. Although Baileys affects me pretty quickly which was far from ideal as I had spinning class to attend an hour later and was feeling pretty light headed by the time I got to the gym. Always good!

So that’s about it for now, I’m currently about to have a nap after a hard day of TWO WHOLE LESSONS, two uni offers from Lincoln and Chichester and a text from the Chlamydia test centre telling me ‘All is well’ Hallelujah!

OX

busy busy busy!

hiyaaaaaaa
Sorry i havent bogged much lately, i have actually been really busy with school work, work exp and actual work, so have alot to say.
Firstly, i went to the NEC in birmingham last thursday to get 'a day in the life of a national event planner'. I was picked up by the guy who owns a cmpany displaying at the exhibition, Martin, and his college Ellie. unfortunately I had seen Ellie in his car from my upstairs window before they rang the door bell and therefore before i realised who she was and gave her a dirty look, as for some reason, thats the sort of thing i do t people who look at me... hmm, that didnt sound so ridiculous in my head.
So we were given a guided tour of the show by the organisers and i managed to ask all my carefully scripted (i dont trust my brain under pessure) questions. I then spent the rest of the day sat in the bar with Martin, Ellie and the two organisers. those three hours i spent stting in the bar sipping coke and lime definately confimed that i want to be events organiser.

Luckily for me, i have also found the perfect uni for me. Lincoln! i want to go there so badly! its so pretty and next to a river, very picturesque! Another great thing thats brill about it is that they dont interview, which is perfect for me as at my mock interview which the school organised i was put on the spot and asked what i thought events management involved. As someone who wants to study  course in this it should have been a relitively easy question, but my answer was something like 'managing events' DUH?!

The weekend just gone was pretty boring, i spent more hours which i was awake working than not working. However this weekend should make up fr it as on friday its the school commemeration service at te SCD curch in london. i think im in the minority of the school who actually enjoys it. i just think its so nice, its cute and its christmassy. not gunna lie, but i love it. even if we're not singing shine jesus shine and jerusalem, which are cearly the best two hymns. due to commem, we then have monday off school, dunno why but im not complaining, so sunday night is our sixth form social. having been kicked out last year for being far to drunk and having to have my parents come and pick me up, and then being sick in my bed, im quite looking forward to proving im not a constant drunken state. plus its a party, so why wouldnt i be excited! and i have bought my self some amaaaaazing shoes for it!

Currently im on a train heading up to london, which is why my punctuation and grammar is shocking as mobile blogger doesnt have spell ceck. im actually off to meet doctor who at event which my dad is involved with. i have called it 'work experience' and skipped school. nothing to do with te celebs there...

So thats a brief summary of my life the last few weeks, i'll blog more frequently soon promise! :)
ps, sorry for lack of photos, lots more comming soon :)

Ox

whatta load of b*llocks

Life has been pretty boring lately. I feel I need something interesting to happen, or to dye my hair green to excite me a little bit. Well maybe dying my hair green is slightly over the top but I’m just so bored at the moment. Yesterday I event tackled the time consuming challenge of brushing my hair to fill time. Due to it being long, think, knotty, dead and naturally curly I don’t bother brushing to much as it hurts, takes agessssssssss and all falls out. So I tend to leave the pain and hair loss unless it really needs it or it’s a special occasion. That makes me sound like such a trap saying I only brush my hair for special occasions, but unfortunately it’s the truth. So yesterday, it took me a whole 13 minutes to brush it. I then showered and blow dried it straight and it’s looking pretty healthy. I also decided to sort out the road kill which sit above my eyes. My eyebrows are also massive and thick. So can occasionally be mistaken as caterpillars when they are at their worst. Having tamed my eye brows back into their cage and with lovely straight hair I also decided to re-do my nails. This time ive gone for zebra print. For this I used my really professional tool (NOT) of liquid eyeliner. They came out well and I’m a massive fan of the old eye liner trick…that much of a fan that a WAH Nail Art Pen in black is the first thing on my Christmas list…

Zebra Nails

(Barry M Matte White, 2true Shade 1, Opia Eyeliner) 

Straight Hair and Tidy Brows

For once, my exercise regime and diet is actually going pretty well. I think this is mainly because there is no food in the house and because Danni has now joined the gym with me and Rachel, which makes me feel as though I have two people to prove to that I am not a massive unfit slob… So today I went to a ‘Pure Abs’ class. Basically half an hour of putting my abs through something that trust me, they have never experienced in their life. Going into the class I was pretty positive having just burnt 200 calories on the cross-trainer, however this quickly changed when I realised that another member of the class was a boy which I unfortunately used as my ‘target’ and spent the whole night trying to get with at a party a while ago. I couldn’t even blame my behaviour on being drunk as it was a sixteenth and my friends and I weren’t bad man enough to drink when we were 15/16. I had never worried about it before because I didn’t really know the guy and didn’t think I’d ever have to see him again. But the world works in cruel cruel ways and there I was standing red faced and sweating like a bitch which is even worse considering we hadn’t done anything in the class yet so it just looked like I had really struggled walking from the changing rooms the studio, which is about 2 metres. Thank god the class was only half an hour or I might have died from embarrassment…or from exhaustion.

Things that have happened in my life recently-ish include the first of a long line (4...) 18^th birthday parties. Despite a few unfortunate events, like me being tongue raped and temporarily acquiring a stalker, it was a brilliant night and I really enjoyed myself. Throughout the night I was totally convinced I wasn’t that drunk, and I think it was only when we got back to Lizzy’s, who's party it was, and I flushed a slice of cake down the toilet that I realised I was very drunk. Anyone who knows me knows I don’t ever waste food!

 Helen, Me and Naomi

 Me and Rach

 Me and  Danni

DA GALZ

Another pretty exciting event was going to see Britney Spears in concert. My uncle offered me a free ticket which he had got through work, to go and see her with him and my cousin. I think that she is one of the people who you have to see in concert before you die as she is so iconic. So now I can die content, hopefully that won’t happen though, unless I just jinxed it… She was absolutely incredible! She really knows how to put on a show and with the added bonus of not only being 20 meters away from her, we were also so close to her support act, Joe Jonas. Who, just for the record, is completely gorgeous! 

Britney giving Joe Jonas a lap dance...

This weekend I’m visiting Lincoln uni and working, so nothing very exciting. Hopefully something decent will happen soon or I might have no choice but to dye my locks green and end up looking like a lettuce…

OX

Oh I do like to be beside the seasideeeee

So having not blogged in a while I feel I have loads to say. But I won’t bore you with all the rubbish stuff. I was on half term last week and so me and my family (minus my sis) went on a little holiday. We set off at about 9 o clock on Tuesday morning. Unfortunately for me, I’d had a pretty late night the night before due to being a Lizzy’s with the ‘gang’ and excessively playing Just Dance on the Wii. So on Tuesday morning I was dragged out of my bed, to go to Rye, a place I’d never even heard of before. I also wasn't overly keen as Dad had spent about 4 weeks going on about the hotel being haunted. When we got there, the hotel itself was actually really nice. We had a stroll (well Dad calls it a stroll, really it’s a four mile walk in the cold and rain) round the town and then went back to the hotel to get ready for dinner. We went to a restaurant called the grill and before we had even sat down Mum has smashed a glass with her bum and Alex had been rude to the waitress. Typical Hollis family really… After a lovely meal and a rather large amount of wine, I was ready to face my fear and sleep in the haunted hotel. Except obviously someone wanted me to stay awake as there was a massive thunder storm and I ended up sharing a bed with a 50 year old menopausal woman and a 13 boy who farts in his sleep. Brill…

 Rye Beach

Me and Mum

 Mum insisted that the 'holiday bear' replaced Sam in our car journey photo....

The next day we left Rye and headed up to Brighton for a couple of nights. We stayed in a hotel right on the front but unfortunately we got a view of the hotel car park instead of the sea. We did a bit of shopping, well I shopped and Mum paid as I currently have 18p in my bank account and 1p in my purse due to work changing our pay from weekly to monthly. She bought me a satchel from Ollie&Nic, some bits from Lush and some Calvin Klein PJ’s and undies. Day Two consisted of more shopping, a look round the Pavilion, a trip on Brighton's version of the London Eye and then a dash round the pier to get some photos for my photography coursework. This may have sounded like quite a simple straightforward task, but this is me we are talking about. Half way through the day I realised I had forgotten the batteries for my camera so realised that whilst the others went the cinema, me and mum would cut our shopping time short and take the 15minute walk back to the hotel to get them. Mum insisted that we just buy some instead until I told her I had also forgotten my camera so we’d have to go back anyway. We ran back in the rain as it was five past seven and we realised that the funfair closed at half seven and that’s what I needed the photos of. Once we got up to our room we realised that we in fact had the room key to my brother’s room, so I had to race down to reception to beg for another room key. The trainee on the desk looked a bit confused when I reeled off a story of batteries and the pier, but eventually gave me a spare key card. Racing back to the pier me and mum did the standard ‘fast walk’. Basically bend your knees, lean back slightly and you go so much faster. So having fast walked looking like penguins with a hot poker up our arse’s we finally made it on to the pier and got my photos.

 The view of the pier from the 'Brighton Eye'

Brighton Pierrrrrrrrrrrr :)

Sam's new specs...

Best mocha everrrr, from Naked Coffee Shop

A couple of photos for my photography coursework

Me and Sammyyy

The next day we went to Portsmouth to see Becca at uni. The previous two times I’ve been and visited her I’ve either projectile vomited on myself due to alcohol, or been kicked out a pub because I’m 17 and had no ID. However this time I managed to almost act mature and had a lovely time. We went out for dinner to a lovely Indian restaurant and due to slightly shoddy service got given two 20% off vouchers which were given to the poor student, like she’s going to be able to pay the other 80%... After a night of sharing a single bed with Becca, I just about managed to shove everything back in my suitcase and we went to meet the rest of the family who had the luxury of staying in a holiday inn and getting an all-you-can-eat buffet breakfast. We went up the Spinaker tower and had lunch in The Slug and Lettuce.  After that we said goodbye and left Portsmouth, as I had to get back for Lizzy’s partyyyyyyy. Due to it being a bit of a rush to get back in time I decided to attempt to do my nails on the way home. However trying to paint your nails in a car that's going at 70mph down the motorway, sat next to my brother who had just farted made it a much more, shall I say, memorable experience...

Me and Becca<3 

Fireworks outside the Spinaker Tower

Me and Becca on the Spinaker's glass floor

Not bad for a 'Car Journey Manicure'

OX

Everything is never as it seems

On Tuesday me and Danni took another spontaneous trip to Tesco’s to buy her lunch, it’s becoming a bit of a habit really. Get in Danni’s car, drive to the shops with the music playing loud and the windows down no matter the weather, go round Tesco’s in hysterics, buy a load of junk food, eat it and then claim to have ‘written off the day’ in an attempt to not feel guilty about our failed diets. 

That evening Rachel invited me over to cheer me up as I was feeling pretty rubbish about things, and seeing as she only lives about seven doors down, I figured I could get away with wearing my onesie down to see her. Walking the streets in an over sized baby-gro, uggs and my gilet, I’m just glad I didn’t bump into anyone as I look slightly like I had escaped from an asylum…

As soon as I got to hers she asked that all important deal-breaker question. ‘Do you want a hot chocolate?’ seeing as she has know me for 13years, she didn’t really need to bother asking, as when it comes to chocolate, or any food really, the answer is always yes. I think this might be why my diet is failing so badly… well that and the half packet of Oreo’s she fed me.

 We spent the evening chatting, eating, watching Hollyoaks and looking at uni prospectuses. She always knows how to cheer me up, i.e., put me in front of a TV, with food and not judge me by all the random rubbish that seems so come out of my mouth uncontrollably when I’m in a bad mood.

When I got home from Rachel's I re-did my nails with an attempted ‘Galaxy’ style. Having become pretty obsessed with nail art recently, I feel like I can’t have the same nails for too long as some people go to look at them every day and the disappointment on their face when they see their the same is almost as bad as that look you get when you realise you’ve come in drunk and eaten that cake you really wanted and can’t even remember what it tasted like…

Anyway, these were pretty easy to do. I painted my nails with one coat of Miss Sporty’s Navy polish. I then took 4 other colours which I thought were quite ‘Galaxyish’. So I dropped a drop of polish onto a piece of paper and then got a makeup sponge, dipped it in the polish and the dabbed it on my nail. I then repeated with all the colours until I was happy with the result. I then dotted 3 white dots on each nail and finished with Miss Sporty’s bluey/purple Sparkle Touch glitter.

On Wednesday, me and Danni (writing all this has made me realise just how much time I spend with her, jheeze!) went to see Felix for coffee. I'm setting them up, so at times felt slightly like a third wheel but I only have myself to blame as I was the one who suggested us three met up, and also it meant I didn't have to walk home from school cos he picked us up and then dropped me home so really I shouldn't complain! We basically drank coffee and chatted, very civilized for something organised by myself haha! 

By the end of it I was walking past shop windows and seeing Cupid in the reflection.

 Actually that's a lie. I saw me in my school uniform looking like a gooseberry next to Danni and Felix but I like to think that even in my sixth form cardigan I had the grace of Cupid...

A stunning photo of us all...

 So today I think it’s finally starting to feel like autumn. I think this is mainly because it’s the first day I’ve actually got off my arse to take the dogs out and realised that it looks very autumny in the woods. Me and Sammy had a nice little walk, well actually when I say walk I mean we walked 5 mins down the road to the woods and then I sat down on a tree whilst he threw stick for the dogs. So actually I only really got off my arse for the best part of 10minutes. Ahh well, you can’t have everything!

OX