• In the earlier part of the year, me and some of my best pals went to Norwich for our baby boy Zachy’s 19^th birthday and although I ruined the night because of my crippling stomach aches (sorry again guys) it was definitely one of the best nights of the year. We all played drinking games and took photos and had chats and danced so much and it was just a bloody beautiful night with some of the greatest people ever.
  
•   In July Adam and I went to Spain together for a week and it was just everything I had hoped it would be a more, spending a week together sun bathing, exploring, eating and drinking the week away was definitely what I had needed. It was such a chill out holiday and was just wonderful and reinforced all the reasons that I love Spain, because who doesn't love Spain!?
  
• I don’t like birthdays, don’t get me wrong if it’s somebody else’s birthday then I love it because I like to make people happy and get them what they want. If it’s my own birthday I just struggle to feel upbeat about it and don’t really want to do anything, this year was completely different. I spent the day with my family and Adam and it was just completely chilled and great because I got such wonderful and thoughtful presents from everyone; my family, Adam and Adam’s family all put such effort into what they got me and I was so thankful.
  
•  Now this joins to the last point I made about my birthday.  A week after my birthday, me and all my closest friends in the world (excluding frasmine) and Adam went out for my second ‘birthday’. This was hands down my favourite night of the year, I had one of the best nights out I have ever had which is hilarious because it was in our home town which is NOT good for a night out at all. It was absolutely amazing though, and at the end of the night I just remember lying on a hill and being so happy and thankful for all my friends. It was an emosh moment and I still get stupidly happy if I think about it now.
  
•  Going to Liverpool and seeing my family after such a long amount of time was so special for me, especially being able to take Adam with me. I've always gotten on so well with that side of my family and so just being able to spend as much time with them as I could and just doing really casual things like going shopping and watching TV and stuff, it meant a lot to me.
  
• Going to the Bury Christmas Market with my parents and Adam was great, we've never really done anything like that and so being able to mooch round and just look at all the great things that the market stalls had to offer was great and I think we all enjoyed it.
  
• Adam decided that for a Christmas present he would buy us tickets to go to the first ever BBC music awards and it was wonderful! We went shopping, went to Winter Wonderland and just did all cute London things and spent time together. I loved cute little days like that, they make my life.

What were your favourite memories?

I actually missed last month which I'm absolutely gutted about, but unfortunately I didn't take enough photos for it to actually be worth a post. I am back for the month of October luckily though so lets crack on!
Towards the beginning of the month Adam and I went to watch Jon Richardson live at Ipswich Regent and he was honestly really really good. He's quirky and fun, yet miserable at the same time and I love it! He just seems like my perfect type of friend, he was always interacting with the audience and the stories he tells and the accents he does are just so funny.
I ended up getting a bit ill in October and Adam turned up with the most beautiful bunch of flowers, so that made me feel better.
I've been having a bit of a hard time recently with my mental health, I'm not planning on going into detail anytime soon. However, when I saw this quote on tumblr it really spoke to me and just made me feel a bit better about my situation so I wanted to share it with any who is or has been struggling.
Recently me and Adam have become smoothie OBSESSED and there is nothing better then having a smoothie when you have a hangover, especially if you're like me and seriously struggle to eat food.
Also included is a stunning sunrise, because if you don't enjoy sunrises or sunsets then you are wrong.
Lastly, Adam and I went up to Liverpool to visit my family and we took my little cousin trick or treating with my auntie and she was so excited it was really lovely and as you can see she is clearly very impressed with the 2/3 bags of sweets that she got.

So October was a fairly good month for me, what was your favourite thing to happen in October?

slag, slut, whore, slapper, skank, hooker, tramp, tart, hoe and promiscuous.
These are only a few of the many words thrown at women (and of course men, but in this case I'm writing about women) by men, but even sadder is the fact that other women are actually referring to one another in this way. Now I will admit, as everyone has in the past I will have been out and seen a women do something that to me is pretty foul but as I have grown in age and also as a person I have learnt this is no way to act towards anyone! Never judge a book by it's cover and all that malarkey.

Now in the media and in society in general, women are portrayed as needing to be pretty little feminine things that should be "seen and not heard" now LUCKILY, this is changing and it's absolutely fab that everyone is allowed to be the person that they want to be. However, I still think that deep down a large number of people still think women should be women and men should be men. Now don't get me wrong; I wear make up and do my hair and dress in skirts and pretty things, but I also like to wear shirts and jeans and go out looking like poo without being judged and talking openly about sex like men do without being considered disgusting.

I think sex especially is a huge taboo subject still and I know a lot of people feel uncomfortable talking about it, and some of you will probably feel uncomfortable reading this. I understand to a lot of people it is very private and obviously I keep my love life and sex life to myself, but I have been brought up by my parents to be open and honest and this is something I will encourage my children to do if I have them. I know a lot of people have always been confused by how openly I will speak about this area, with friends and family. Of course I have lines and boundaries of what I say and what I don't, but if men can joke about sex with their friends then why can't women? 

What disgusts me the most is that, women should stick up for one another. If a girl likes to have sex and considers her own safety and the safety of others, then in all honesty what is she actually doing wrong? N-O-T-H-I-N-G. If a girl wants to save herself for marriage and is still a virgin at 23 WHO CARES, these are not the qualities we should judge people on. You should never judge someone because of how they dress or how they act as it is their body and their choice and as human beings we should respect this. 

I can handle when a man insults me, yeah it sucks but who cares really? However, when another female decides to tell me or others around me that I am a slag or whore and that I have 'no morals' that is when I start to get peeved. What gives you the right, to go around and judge me because I am not the same as you? Being confident around men and being confident within myself as a person and my sexuality does now mean that I am a slag or a lesbian or anything else. That is another thing that annoys me, if you tell a female she is attractive the automatic thing is "oh she is obviously a lesbian" NO YOU ARE JUST ATTRACTIVE NEXT TIME I WON'T BOTHER TRYING TO LIFT YOUR SPIRITS YOU UNGRATEFUL GREMLIN. 

As a teenager; I hated myself. I seriously hated myself, I'd look at myself and just sob because I was so disgusting to myself. I looked like shit, and thus constantly belittled myself and told myself I was ugly. Now I am an adult and have learnt more about myself, I have learnt that actually I am not ugly. I am beautiful on the inside, I don't judge people for who they are, if you need my help and I don't even know you I will be up until 4 in the morning trying to help you, I will make myself look like the biggest moron EVER just to see you crack a smile. So yes; I am no Mila Kunis, but I am beautiful in that I can now look at myself and think "yeah I'm alright" and because I am now comfortable with myself people think this makes me some sort of dirty prostitute? No, it doesn't work like that. 

If you are a man who voices your opinions on how women should dress and act, SHUT UP. You are not a women, nor will you ever experience being a women. I don't care if you don't like my leggins and if you think that all girl's should be 'natural' then ask why a girl stops making an effort if she doesn't do anything with her appearance. If you are a female who voices your opinions on women, KEEP THEM TO YOURSELVES. You wouldn't like if a female came up to you and said "you're speaking confidently to a group of men, you're such a tramp" nonononoNO it doesn't work like that. Also if you EVER use anything a women wears, says or does to justify rape or sexual/domestic abuse; You need to reevaluate your life and stop acting like you are perfect, because trust me sweetheart. You aren't.
I'm sorry that this has been such a rant post, but it is one subject I feel strongly about. I am sick and tired of women feeling that no matter what they do is wrong; if you're shy and hide your body then you're frigid and don't try hard enough and 'no man will want you' and if you actually think 'I am a beautiful queen bee' and feel good about yourself then you are a disgrace. So ladies (and gents) stop making each other feel like shit please.
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 I don't have a lot of pictures from my childhood, my mum mainly has them. I have a few and these are some of my favourites that I picked out of my box, how hilarious was I?! Me and a friend have just said by looking at these photos you can actually see I've never been a normal person in my life. I just find that I was a bit of an ugly kid, but cute ugly if that makes any sense; especially the bottom one look at the little smooshy face!















 These are a few bits from my school years that stood out the most; at the top is the card I received when I did my work experience at school. I got to go and help teach kids which is something I've always been VERY passionate about and I can honestly say I've never enjoyed myself more then when I was working with those kids. This one particular class I got very attached to and I came into the classroom and they gave me this card and some chocolate and I honestly stood and cried because I was so touched (they were all very confused). The second photo is from my prom, I can honestly say I hated prom but that was my personal opinion! This was my ticket and corsage from the night. At the bottom when before I went to high school we all got to make these little booklets and it just makes me laugh reading through them because the comments are just such a giggle!
























At the top is a little perfume bottle that my mum brought me back from her honeymoon to Prague and I love it because it's just so beautiful and it's one thing I see myself keeping until I die, maybe I'll even pass it down. It's not financially valuable, but personally it means a hell of a lot! The second is a letter that I received when I was younger from someone who was very important in my life, it was the most beautiful thing I've ever received and one day when I was extremely emotional over something I actually ripped up the whole letter and regretted it immediately. I gathered up all the pieces and put them back in the envelope and they are still in there to this day! (I luckily didn't rip the drawing with it thank GOD) although it's all in the past, I still like to keep the letter as it means a lot to me. In the next photo is one of the first presents my younger sister ever chose for me herself; there doesn't really need to be an explanation as to why that's special. Lastly is a picture I have of my uncle who my family unfortunately lost a few years back, I'd experienced loss and death before this but this hit me especially hard and I honestly still struggle a lot of the time with it now, but that's life for you.