Wednesday, 31 December 2014


Hi, welcome back. Did you expect to hear from me again? I didn't. I want to talk to you guys about something. Over the past couple of months, I've said to a lot of people that, instead of writing here on blogger, I was going to take to YouTube and basically vlog everything I was going to write about here. I case you haven't noticed, that didn't happen.

YouTube and I have love/hate relationship. I love it because, it's an incredible medium and way of interacting with people, and for most cases, an enjoyable thing to do. I hate because, I simply can't do it. Videos and sketches I've promised people, such as haul videos, "Killer Walrus" and "How Not to Survive a Zombie Apocalypse", were in the making. I promise. Whether it was a script, downloading certain editing programmes or gathering props, it was done. The only thing I couldn't do was actually film it.

I'm going to come clean with you guys. I'm so jealous of people who take things like taking to a camera or simply walking into a room full of people, without freaking out about it. I know I've talked about my anxiety before but just to put it into perspective for people who don't suffer from it; I can't go to a meet up with my own friends without panicking about it. Every time there's been an event where I have to be around people, I will start feeling anxious about it from the moment it's planned, until it actually happens. However, since I'm pretty good at hiding my emotions people never notice how anxious I am. I don't know if that's a good or a bad thing.

What I'm trying to say is, I have to take these things slowly and they may or may not get done. I don't even know how or when I'll record things, if ever. I feel bad about leaving people hanging so, my latest project "My Christmas Haul", unfortunately won't be a thing. I actually tried doing it before I started writing this (and honestly it was the inspiration for this) but, I basically just sat in front of a camera that wasn't even turned on for about 20 minutes, filmed 18 seconds, then broke down and cried. Pretty much what happens with every video I've tried to make since the make-up ones.

So, I'm sorry for continuously letting everyone down but, to be honest, if I could make videos with confidence there would be at least 10 videos on my channel by now, if not more.

I hope you all had a lovely Christmas.

-Steph x

Tuesday, 14 October 2014

Our First Video?

This isn't really a blog post, it's just a quick heads up that I've uploaded my first video. I'm really sorry to the person who very kindly asked me to do this. Sorry that it took so long, I was just feeling more confident today. The video is just me talking about some of the beauty products I own. I originally filmed 3 videos for this mini series but, I'm having A LOT of editing issues so, I'm not sure when the other 2 will be coming out, of if I'll be able to upload them at all :/ I hope you enjoy this video anyway, despite it being longer than anticipated :P

First part;

Second part;



Wednesday, 8 October 2014

50 Fun Questions! (Part One)

I'm kinda lazy and tired right now but, I like doing these little question things soooo..I'm going to be really lazy and do half of the "50 fun questions". That's really it.

1. Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed? 
I can't sleep if wardrobes or presses or drawers or whatever are open. It's just one of those things I have where I won't be able to sleep because I'll keep staring at it, wondering, "What is going to come out of there and kill me?"
2. Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotel? 
I don't. I know they're there for me to use and take at my own leisure but, I feel guilty. Plus I'm allergic to all the scented soaps hotels have.
3. Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out? 
Tucked in? I don't use those sheets that you put under the duvet because, I find them too claustrophobic, so I'm gonna presume you're talking about the one over the mattress. Who would sleep with that tucked out?
4. Have you ever stolen a street sign before? 
No. I know someone who got off a bus to take a leak and came back with a sign and tried to bring it on the bus. It wasn't me though, I'm not exciting like that.
5. Do you like to use post-it notes? 
I like to write on them and stick them in weird places. Just to annoy people.
6. Do you cut out coupons but then never use them? 
I'm not really a coupon kinda girl. I rarely use them and I'm normally too lazy to cut them out anyway.
7. Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of a bees? 
Maybe the bees because I could hit them? And they probably wouldn't kill me?
8. Do you have freckles? 
Yes I do. It doesn't matter if it's summer or winter, I always have them. Curse this ginger gene.
9. Do you always smile for pictures? 
I try but, I'm terribly unphotogenic.
10. What is your biggest pet peeve? 
When people crack their knuckles. Why? Why do you do that? Seriously? I had to sit around people in study for 2 years who would just do that constantly. Ugh.
11. Do you ever count your steps when you walk? 
12. Have you ever peed in the woods? 
Maybe? I think it was one of those emergency situations when you're 3 years old and you're like, "mom I need to pee", and everyone panics.
13. What about pooped in the woods? 
14. Do you ever dance even if there's no music playing? 
I do a ballet routine around my kitchen out of boredom sometimes, if that counts!
15. Do you chew your pens and pencils? 
Not really. I'll put them in my mouth but, I won't really bite on them because, it kinda freaks me out.
16. How many people have you slept with this week? 
Pffff like..none.
17. What size is your bed? 
18. What is your Song of the week? 
Lady Gaga- G.U.Y (Nightcore)
19. Is it okay for guys to wear pink? 
Yeah. Personally, I like pink on a guy. As long as it's not illuminous pink. That's not ok for anyone to wear..
20. Do you still watch cartoons? 
Sometimes, but very rarely. 
21. Whats your favorite movie? 
500 Days of Summer. People don't seem to get the message it gives and think it's just a chick flick. You have to really watch it.
22. Where would you bury hidden treasure if you had some? 
I'd probably bury it secretly in a friends house and not tell them.
23. What do you drink with dinner? 
Water because, I'm just that healthy.
24. What do you dip a chicken nugget in? 
BBQ sauce. What else?
25. What is your favorite food? 
Any sort of curry. It could be Chinese, Indian, Thai..I don't give a damn. I want it.

I wouldn't really describe these questions as "fun", if I'm honest.


Monday, 6 October 2014

A Letter to My Future Child

Dear, Future Son/Daughter,

This may seem a little strange but, hey there, I'm your mom (at 18). I feel like there are some things we should discuss, so we don't get off on the wrong foot. Before we get to that though, tell me, how are you? I hope you had a safe, "trip". I've seen a few births in my time and trust me, they don't look fun for anyone. I hope that you were comfortable and that you weren't a kicker. That kicking thing freaks me the fuck out.

So there are a few things I would like to talk to you about. I suppose, I would like to apologise for the shitty genes. Sorry for the possible anemia, bad eyesight and ginger hair. I hope you have fun being freckly and unable to tan like me. You might avoid the ginger gene altogether. Not that it would make any difference to me but, I've heard the stories. Unfortunately, if your dad is ginger you'll probably be stuck with it. I'll try avoid that, for you I guess. Also, I'll try avoid men with glasses, just in case. I'm not making any promises, we're talking about 2 of my major weaknesses here.

I'll try and be a good mom. I'm not very good at cooking or homework but, I'll try. I hope your favorite food is toast. I don't want to be one of those mothers that is constantly on your back. Of course, I'll encourage you to do well as best as I can but, I don't want you to be too sheltered. I think an important part of growing up is learning from your mistakes. What good will it be for you if I wrap you in bubble wrap for 18 years and then expect you to make important life decisions? If you don't want to go to college or university, fine. I won't force you.

The only thing I can promise you, is that I'll do my best to always stick by you. I want you to have the understanding and open-mindedness, that I didn't really have from my parents. If you decide you want to do drag, fine. If you're gay or lesbian, even better. But, I will warn you of this, and I will warn you only once. If I even hear of you bullying someone, THEN we will have a problem. I hope that you get to grow up in a generation where it's ok to be yourself and not be judged by the boring "normals".

I'll try and look forward to you and the mess you are going to make of my house.

So, goodbye for now my future son, (Elliot, Alistair or Ryan), or my future daughter, (Juliet, Hannah or Zoe).

Lot's of love,

Mom x

Saturday, 4 October 2014

A New Life? (Warning:Touchy Subject)

This is hard to write because, it's something I avoid talking about if I can. This is also something I'd like to share with the people who've been supporting me for the past month or more, so this post will only be shared on Twitter because that is where the sweetest people are.

A while back, I started talking to someone who messaged me to say they enjoyed reading my stuff (I don't want to mention names, it wouldn't be fair (also I have permission to use this"story")). After a while we started chatting about other things and this person revealed that they had previously suffered from depression. When they had finished telling me their "story", they asked me about mine. Only one person, out of everyone I know, has let me openly and freely tell them my "story", so I didn't know how to react at first. Eventually, I let my guard down and told them everything. Afterwards, they simply asked me, "are you ok now?" and I said "no".

After struggling on and off with depression for 5 years, it's extremely hard for me to make, what I call a choice. I'm choosing to force myself out of this. Some people say its "brave", others say "it can't be done". I've realised what a pain in the ass I've been for my family and friends, the past 5 years, and it isn't right or fair. I want to be around to see my friends become, doctors, game developers, YouTube superstars, whatever they want. I want to be a decent role model for my nephew. I want to start putting more effort into this and make something special for you guys because, you're all so lovely to me. I want to see where I end up. And I'm going to do it by whatever means possible. I'm going to stop lying to myself and everyone else and saying things are ok when it's not. I think I can do it.

I appreciate all the love and support that I get, even though it's only from a few. I think it's better that way. Also, I'd like to ask you to not send me any soppy messages after reading this. This isn't me trying to be "brave", it's just easier to tell everyone, who cares, at once, rather than having to repeat myself over and over to everyone individually.

I suppose you could say, I'm trying to find a new path in life? Hopefully, a brighter one.

Yours always,


Wednesday, 1 October 2014

My Current Choices

I would just like to point out that if you are going to take offence to what I'm about to say, you may as well stop reading now. I'm not going to proof read this and I'm not going to hold myself responsible for "upsetting" anybody.

I'm going to make this short and sweet and hope it gets to the people it's aimed at. I honestly don't feel like I should have to write this but, some people seem to be too arrogant and actually very rude about some of the choices I have made in MY life, lately. People, including, family, friends, random acquaintances, and a couple of my small twitter following.

I hate to point it out but, what I do in life isn't really anyone's business but my own. For those of you who don't know, I have "dropped out" of college. A lot of people aren't happy about this and I don't know why. I had my valid reasons for leaving and I didn't leave blind. I knew what I was doing and I am happy with my choice.

My former plans for the next few years were to study software design for 4 years, get a degree in games development then move on to training to be a counsellor. The course I was doing was basically a method of killing time until I could do what I really wanted, and my parents wanted me to go to college when I left school. I was never going to work as a software or games developer anyway, so what's the big deal? Originally, I thought I had to wait until I was 23 to study counselling psychology but, turns out there is a course I can do next year without being 23. So I suppose you could say I'm taking a gap year.I'm not planning on sitting on my arse for the year. I have plans for this year and I have a source of income.

What I'm trying to say is, I've had to listen to a lot of shit from everyone for the past 2 weeks. Even more so since I've actually left. I apologise if my life choices offend you but just remember that I've stuck by a lot of you people through thick and thin, whether I know you personally or through Twitter. I don't need anyone to tell me that I've made the wrong choice, or you're disappointed or that I should go back to school or I'm a failure and I've given up. College is an expensive place for someone like me, and to be honest, I didn't feel like paying lots of money for something I didn't like. The thoughts of certain classes made me feel physically sick. Who would pay for that?

I appreciate that some of you only say what you say because, you care but it upsets me that people are being so harsh and can not just support the choices I have made. A lot of people don't go to college at all and live extremely happy lives. Going to college or university doesn't make you a better person than anyone else. For those of you who think you have the right to get involved in my business, I'm going back to college next year since it's so "important". And for those of you who don't want a college "drop out" as a friend, then I will happily open the door for you.

I think I've done enough ranting. If anyone is mad..fine. To the few of my friends, both online and in real life, and my parents, I would like to thank you for your constant support, love and help through this. In fairness, I could have done a lot worse.


Sunday, 21 September 2014

College Blues and Flaming Cakes

So, the last time I wrote was almost two weeks ago. I doubt anyone even noticed I was gone but, I do apologize. I've spent the past couple of weeks, not really having any idea what is going on in my life. A lot of things have just been thrown at me, out of no where and adjusting to things is hard. Very hard.

I've actually gone to college. I didn't have a nervous breakdown on the first day, go me! I actually tried talking to people too. I got my student card. I must say the picture is...not flattering. The lecturers thought it would be a good idea to put all girls, doing the course, into the one class, which resulted in me being split from anyone I knew from school. And that's when the panic set in.

I basically spent the first few days of college wondering, "When can I quit?" I would have left last Thursday if it wasn't for my mother. Damn her. I don't know what my problem is. I can go from "Get me the f**k out of here now" to "Oh my God, this is my life calling" in about 5 seconds. It's gotten to the point where if people ask me "How is your course going?", I just reply with, "I don't know". I had one person who thought I didn't know what I was doing in college and they literally just looked at me and said, "How do you NOT know what you're doing in college". Leave me alone, OK? I made a really shitty webpage. What have you done?

Most of my time over the past week or so, went into planning a surprise birthday party for one of my friends. I thought I could pull it off alone but ended up having to call in back up. It's hard work, planning a party. It's harder trying to keep it a secret. Apparently, it's also hard to get a reaction out of the person. So hard, that I almost set the cake on fire. That was probably the most exciting part of the party. I was so wrapped up in trying to keep it a secret, that I forgot to plan some proper entertainment. I genuinely thought one of the guests was going to have a heart attack from laughing, at the candle falling off the cake, so I suppose I provided some sort entertainment. What were we talking about again?

I can't even remember what the point of this was...a catch up maybe?

I hope you all are leading happy and eventful lives.


Monday, 8 September 2014

Dr Internet, Graduation and College Worries

Firstly, sorry for the delay in this post. I've been actually really busy lately, with things I'm about to fill you in with. This my or may not be a long post. I'm winging it.

I think it was Tuesday, last week, I was sitting in a hospital waiting room, waiting for x-ray results and whatnot. I've been having issues with my lungs. So bad that I can't breath a majority of the time. On top of that, everything aches. Everything. All the time. Always. I think I'm dealing with it quite well. Ever since, just getting out of bed became an issue, I've cut down on my complaining. I don't think I had much of a choice, in the matter but, whatever.

Last Wednesday, I returned to my doctor, Dr Internet, I call him this because, he keeps me for ages showing me random websites. After months of being in pain and not being able to breath he came to the conclusion that I'm simply under too much stress for someone my age and then he diagnosed me with anxiety. Can you be "diagnosed" with anxiety? I don't know. Point is, I have it.

I realised how bad the anxiety was, on Thursday. My graduation. I woke up at about 10:30 that morning, then went around the house shaking in fear, until my hair appointment at 3:30. After doing all the boring girl stuff, make-up, tan etc, I arrived at our graduation location at about 7pm. Then almost fell up the stairs. Up the stairs. Which, of course, arose some giggles from the other girls outside. But whatever, I pretty much defied physics. Suck on that, bitches. Here's a picture. Aren't we super sexy?

After all that, I actually had a pretty good time. We had a nice meal, I got a pretty corsage and danced the night away. Trying to drag friends onto the dance floor, proved to be difficult but, we got there in the end. The highlight of the night, was the fact that I get to tell people I didn't get home to 11am the next morning. Now I seem like a cool, party animal. Not really.

And now, after actually graduating, I am moving onto third level education. Tomorrow, to be exact. I'm not even shitting bricks. I'm shitting full construction sites. It's not even the whole "going to college lifestyle" that scares me. It's just the new people, I have to meet. I was never any good at that. It just seems so weird, that I've been preparing for this for so long and now it's actually happening. As of, 9am tomorrow, I will officially be a college student. With a card and everything. It just feels wrong.

Sorry this post was so long winded. I think I winged it a bit too much.

I hope you're all living happy lives,


Monday, 25 August 2014

Breaking the Silence of the Hill

Sitting here, in my newly threw together office, something told me to check my stats on here. May I ask who is still coming back here and why am I still getting views? Don't think I'm ungrateful, I just find it strange. I have no idea what it that told me to come back. Maybe it was pure boredom or the girl from the Silent Hill PT. I haven't been able to look at my bathroom in the same way. It also doesn't help that my desk is situated next to a mirror. Thanks, Kid, thanks a lot.

The transition from secondary school to college life, hasn't been fun. I'm already tired of getting post and worrying about registration days, grants and whether or not I'm even going to enjoy college life. My biggest fear, however, is facing it alone. If you know me in real life, you'll know that I'm not the most likable person in the world. I know it and you know it. I'm not very good at making friends. Almost every friend I've ever made has been a friend of someone else. I've been working on ways to try and boost my confidence over the summer but, it hasn't really worked.

I can't help but wonder, if this is the start of everything. My mother was told, by a fortune teller, that I would "surprise the family" by finding a career "that will make her very happy" and apparently I'm going to make lots of money from it. Obviously, I don't believe this. I mean, look at me. The only shred of hope that I have is Michael McIntyre's mother was told something similar, at a fortune teller before he was born. Despite not believing in this, part of me wants to be the girl from the Meteor advertisement; "I have an IQ of 200...I sold my game for 17 million". That girl. I only have an IQ of 120 so I don't think I'll be turning into her anytime soon. I am planning on doing games development, so I guess you never know.

I don't know why thinking about Silent Hill made me write this. Maybe I'm breaking the Silence of the Hill? That makes logical sense, I swear. (My surname is "Hill" for all you Twitter people). I haven't even titled this post yet. God knows what I'll come up with. I'm kind of tempted to play it now, simply because of all the hilarious one liners I came up with whilst watching friends of mine play. Hehehehehe.

I wish everyone the best of luck in the up and coming academic year, whether you're still in school, or shitting yourself about college or uni like I am.


Wednesday, 6 August 2014

Stressy Pants, Messy Pants

I'm not normally someone who gets stressed out easily. Things like exams, college, money, have never phased me. Normal things. I can easily see why these things may be seen as stressful for some but, not for me. I am, what I like to call, a "stress sponge". If you think about a sponge, it's pretty light when it's new and clean, or whatever. Add a tiny splash of water. Still light enough. Keep adding water, and you'll end up with a soggy, heavy mess. That is kinda what I am like with stress. Me, being the sponge, and stress, being the water.

Lately, I've been feeling very odd. I want to say I'm stressed but, I'm not really. I don't know what is "stressing" me out. I've been sick for the past two weeks. The first week, with a tummy bug and the second with some form of mild pneumonia. It hasn't been a fun time. I'm fine by the way, thanks to everyone that asked. I suppose mainly, I've been feeling very isolated. Sort of used in a way. People just seem to want to take advantage in any way they can. Family, "friends", people I speak to online..everybody. I haven't left the house in ages because, I'm last on a lot of people's guest lists. Yes, I am feeling sorry for myself. No one else does.

As someone who suffers from depression, I've never been good at picking myself up or taking my own advice. I figured that, if I can't help myself, I could maybe help some of you. I know exam results are coming and that can be a stressful time, for some. So sit down children, it's story time.

Once upon a time, there was a woman. Let's call her...Annie. Annie, was a stay at home mum, looking after her children whilst her husband worked. All of Annie's friends had jobs. They told Annie that she was wasting her time just staying at home and would be able to enjoy herself more, if she had her own income. Annie thought long and hard about this, and decided that she would get a job.

Annie would have to leave for work at 7am, along with her husband, to go to work, leaving her 12 year old son and 5 year old daughter to fend for themselves each morning. She would arrive home at 4 each evening, cook dinner,do the chores, take her son to football training, and come home again at about 9 o'clock to find her 5 year old daughter asleep. She's already have completed her homework and laid her clothes out for the next day, on her own.

This went on for about 5 months. Annie was feeling very sad and stressed out at work. Sure, she was making extra money but, she rarely got to see her family. She decided to quit her job and return to being a full time housewife, much to the disappointment of her friends. However, Annie didn't care because, she was happy to be back with her family.

The End.

So, I guess the moral of the story is, if something is stressing you out or, upsetting you, instead of moping and worrying about it, just deal with it and get rid of the problem. There's a random saying I heard, that says, "You better check yourself before you mess yourself". I'm not sure it's a legit saying, in fact I'm pretty sure it isn't, but the point is that you need to take a step back, check to see what's bothering you and fix it before you let it take over and ruin your good times. I'm pretty sure that's not how the saying is meant to be used either, but, hey.


Saturday, 2 August 2014

Short Update

First of all, I wanted to apologise for the lack of writing over the past week or so. I decided to do a tiny update just to let you know what is going on with me and more importantly, this blog.

First of all, I've been busy sorting out things for my graduation. I've been doing endless amounts of shopping. So much so I'm actually sick of it.

Secondly, I've been sorting out things for my upcoming YouTube channel. God knows, I'm struggling with it. Apparently, the set up I've been building up for the past couple of months, has rendered itself useless when I actually need it. So, I've been working on and trying to save up money for that.

Lastly, my health is a big issue for me lately. After getting over my last illness (which was a complete pain in the neck) I'm now stuck with, breathing issues, fatigue, random fits of being cold and aching. I've been pretty much useless over the past week because, I've spent a majority of the time in bed. Apparently, it's "walking pneumonia". What does that even mean?!

So that's basically, that's what's been happening. I have some plans for future posts and a big project I'm hoping to start soon as soon as I can find a team to help me.

Bye for now,


Monday, 28 July 2014

"Us Against The World" (50th Post)

Have you ever met someone, and can't believe how amazingly perfect they are? Someone who is just so perfect you're kind of jealous of them but, it's ok because you love them so much? I did. Her name was Rebecca.

I never told anyone about Rebecca. I met her at an after school activity and at first, we didn't get on at all. I became really good friends with her brother so, we were kind of forced to hang out. She was quiet, most of the time, and seemed to be lost in her thoughts a lot. For some reason, I was drawn to her. I still don't know what it was. Was it her guitar that, she seemed to drag around more than she should have? The fact that, her noise did this crinkle when she laughed (which was rarely), or was it her long, dyed black her that she seemed to hide herself behind? Maybe it was just because, she was older. She was 17 and I was about 14 at the time. Rebecca some times got mistaken for a goth. I heard people call her it in the street. She wasn't though. Rebecca was suffering from depression. 

After doing this, after school activity for about 2 months, she actually started talking to me properly and, we found out we had quite a lot in common. When we had a spare moment, Rebecca would play Coldplay songs for me on the guitar and I would preform whatever pathetic excuse for a card trick that I could. Her favourite song was "Us Against the World" by Coldplay, and she played it beautifully. Eventually, I came to the conclusion that I loved her. Not in a weird way. More in a "I really like this TV show but I want it to be my thing". Because of that, I never told anyone about her. Like the moody bastard Alec Moore once said, "I had a friend. A private secret friend", and I didn't want anyone to take her away.

Rebecca, stopped showing up to the after school activity. I never heard from her at all. I used to use her brother as a method of keeping up with what she was doing. I worried about her mostly. On Thursday, 7th of November last year I got a text before maths class. It was from Rebecca's brother. Rebecca had taken her own life 2 days before. I couldn't believe it. It felt like a strange dream that I was praying I'd wake up from. I loved her and I couldn't save her. I'd barely even spoken to her in months. I took the next day off school but, didn't go to the funeral. How could I? Nobody even knew I had such a friend. 

I heard the song "Us Against the World" today, for the first time in ages, and instantly thought of Rebecca. But instead of getting upset, I was able to smile and think of everything good she had done for me, like encouraged my writing. Since this is my 50th blog post, and because of the song, I decided to take it as a sign. Why not dedicate this milestone to one of the people who has believed in me the most?

If you have a friend, who suffers from depression, an illness or anything along those lines, please treasure them and show them you love them. Treasure all your friends and family because, you never know what is around the corner. I don't want you to make the same mistake I did because, unfortunately, I had to learn the lesson the very hard way. 

So, to all my lovely friends, I'm sorry if I bug you about hanging out and pictures but y' just never know. I love you all, dearly.


Saturday, 26 July 2014

Invade My Privacy!

I don't know if anyone likes these little question things but, I have fun doing them so, I'm going to keep doing them occasionally. That's really all the introduction I have. Me being a bitch. Okayyyy...

*copy and pastes questions coz I'm lazy as shit*

1. Did you wake up cranky?
Surprisingly, no! I woke up very confused actually because, it was like 8am and, I had a super strange dream.
2. Would you date an 18-year-old at the age you are now?
Considering, I am 18, it would be a bit weird if I said "no", so yes! I've never actually been with anyone older so that's a bit..weird. They weren't like 12, it's fine!
3. Do you prefer to be friends with girls or boys?
I prefer to be friends with boys because, I find we have more in common. However, the "no drama with boys" thing isn't true. Trust me.
4. Would you ever smile at a stranger?
Yes! I smile at old woman and gay couples all the time! Makes me sound kinda creepy but, anyway. Wanna play crazy snakes, yeaaaaaaah.
5. Can you commit to one person?
Of course! I don't even know how I could get more than one person to like me?
6. How do you look right now?
Kinda sweaty, I guess, since it's like 28 degrees in my room. Ugh.
7. What exactly are you wearing right now?
A DC girls navy t-shirt and shorts.
8. How often do you listen to music?
I listen to music everyday. I mostly listen to, Paramore, Three Days Grace and Ed Sheeran.
9. Do you wear jeans or sweats more?
Sweats! I don't wear jeans unless I'm leaving the house. Life is hard enough...
10. Do you think your life will change dramatically before 2015?
Probably. I have the biggest roller coaster of a life.
11. Are you a social or an antisocial person?
I have a little bit of social anxiety around new people but, I suppose I'm quite sociable with people I know well.
12. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say?
"Really? I think she's kinda a bitch". Not really, I'm not that heartless. I only said that twice.
13. Are you good at hiding your feelings?
I think so? I get upset easily and I don't think many people notice. If I really like someone, they think I hate them so, I would say, yes.
14. Can you drive a stick shift?
Nope, but here's a Need For Speed pick up like for ya! "Hey baby, why don't you take me Underground and I can be your Most Wanted, Pro-Shift". It's funny because they're games.
15. Do you care if people talk badly about you?
I'm kinda used to it, to be honest because, girls just don't like me, so I don't really care. If it was my friends then, yes I would care.
16. Are you going out of town soon?
Lol no I never leave.
17. When was the last time you cried?
Yesterday, because of the Walking Dead and some very emotional, text messages.
18. Have you ever liked someone you didn't expect to?
Oh yeah. I'm not going to say anything because, it was that bad.
19. If you could change your eye color, would you?
No, my eyes are the only thing I wouldn't change.
20. Name something you have to do tomorrow?
Sort our my life but, we all know that's not going to happen!
21. Name something you dislike about the day you're having.
It was a little lonely, very hot, and I was sick. Yay.
22. Have you ever liked one of your best friends of the opposite sex?
Yes. I get "pity crushes" that last about a week so, I've liked pretty much everyone at one point.
23. Are you nice to everyone?
I try to be. I won't be mean to someone unless, they really piss me off or get at one of my friends.
24. What are you sitting on right now?
My ass. Or my bed, if you want to get fancy about it.
25. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat?
Of course. One person is hard enough to be with.
26. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn't have?
Yes. Who hasn't? Oh it's just me?
27. Who was the last person you talked to before you went to bed last night?
Mista J, about a friends new nickname and things just escalated a little too far.
28. Do you get a lot of colds?
No. I get sick a lot but, not with colds. Thank God.
29. Have your pants ever fallen down in public?
No. Not by accident.
30. Does anyone hate you?
I would think so. Well, I kind of know so.
31. Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell everything to?
I don't know. Define "everything". If you mean like, EVERYTHING, then, not really.
32. Do you like watching scary movies?
Yes, I love them! Just not alone...
33. Are you a jealous person?
Hahaha...noooooo. Ok, yes, very. Not when it comes to relationships or, what people have, just kinda with friends.
34. If you had to delete one year of your life completely, which would it be?
My first year of secondary school. For definite.
35. Did you have a dream last night?
I had a dream where, one of my friends went on a rampage and tried to beat up everyone but, then it turned out I was being shown "what could happen" in a dream simulator. Dreamception!
36. Do you think you'll be married in 5 years?
Oh God, no.
37. Do you think someone has feelings for you?
I have a suspicion but, I doubt it.
38. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?
More than likely, if anyone is reading this. Other than that, probably not.
39. Did you have a good day yesterday?
Yeah. I went hiking with my family, up this mountain walk and had a picnic and stuff.
40. Is your life anything like it was two years ago?
No, almost everything has changed.
41. If the person you wish to be with were with you, what would you be doing right now?
Probably, just sitting here awkwardly.
42. What's the best part about school?
Lunch time because, people used to do magic and shit. Either that, or Religion class.
43. Do you have any pictures on your Facebook?
I am currently tagged in 297 pictures, on Facebook.
44. Do you ever pass notes to your friends in school?
Yes. They are normally jokes.
45. Do you replay things that have happened in your head?
All the time. Especially arguments. I'm one of those "I should have said.." people.
46. Were you single over the last summer?
For the start, yes. By the end, no.
47. What are you supposed to be doing right now?
Sleeping? I'm going to go on a YouTube marathon after this.
48. Don't tell me lies, is the last person you texted attractive?
Yeah? They're my friend, I'm not going to call them ugly.

Twitter Questions!
49. How are you single?
I suppose I'll take that as a compliment. Honestly, I don't know. As far as I can see, I'm what pretty much most guys I'd be into, would like. Hell, my idea of a perfect date is just staying home and playing games together and I feel guilty if people buy me things so, that's a big no-no. Maybe, my face is the problem?
50. Do you believe in aliens?
I don't tend to believe in things I can't see, unless I have experienced something. In this case, I haven't. However, I'm not ruling it out because, there's more than our Galaxy our there.

I hope you enjoyed this. It was a little tedious, I know but, hey, what are ya gonna do?


Wednesday, 23 July 2014

Less is More

Have you ever had that moment in your life when, you're in a terrible mood and something completely random makes your day? It could be something not many others, may notice. A butterfly, a hug, a piece of could be anything! I had one of those moments today and I feel like I've had some sort of epiphany. Do you want to know what caused it? An old man playing the bongos in Grand Theft Auto.

I started today, in one of the worst moods I've ever been in (and I'm in bad moods a lot). I went onto the PlayStation for an early morning GTA session, and decided to go on a rampage to cool my temper. However, running down Vespucci Beach, something distracted me from terrorizing innocent civilians. It wasn't a crazed driver or a random meteor shower, it was some sort of funky beat. Following the music, I eventually stumbled across an old man, just chilling with his bongos. For some reason, and I don't know why, this instantly put me in a good mood. I was so impressed I took a picture:

I noticed that little random things during the day, made me really happy and for the first time in a long while, I started to appreciate the life I have and stopped wishing for "something better". Little things like, robbing GTA stores with a friend or having someone listen to my problem, instead of me listening to theirs. And we finally get to the epiphany I had; less really is more. In fairness, I should have had this epiphany a long time ago. I went through a rich phase and I didn't know what to do with myself. I always told myself that money was important but, come to think of it, it was never something I really wanted. Ever.

I wouldn't consider myself to be a selfish person. Feel free to disagree but, I think it's one of my best qualities. I treat my friends to gifts, when I can, and I've done my fair share of charity and voluntary work, in the past. Always because, I thought of myself as a bad person and I had to redeem myself, for something I never did. Second  possible epiphany; Am I really a genuinely nice person? Am I a bad person redeeming myself? Do I just feel bad because, no-one ever says "thank you, I appreciate it?" What was the point of this again?

I don't know if I've made a point or, if I've even made any sense. I just really felt like writing something and, this was playing on my mind. Maybe I just wanted to praise Bongo Guy? I don't even know. I suppose, I just enjoy being nice and instead of being horrible to people who give me a hard time, maybe I should just be nice to them because it makes me feel good? I don't like stooping to their level. I think I've had another epiphany.

This weeks challenge for you; Do something nice for someone or just message them saying "I appreciate you and, I'm happy you're in my life". I guarantee it will put a smile on their face! (I know it would put one on mine). I am very tired right now...

Have a lovely day/evening/night and be good to each other!


Saturday, 19 July 2014

Draw My Life

Before I start this, I just want to say that this is probably the most personal post I've ever done. I've been contemplating for a while now, as to whether I should make it a post or not. I've come to the conclusion that, it's my life, what do I have to be ashamed of? However, since it's so personal, I will only be sharing this to my Twitter and the blog's Facebook, simply because, the people there are my most treasured and loyal following. Feel free to follow me on either if you haven't already. Obviously, my life is not limited to the 8 pictures you're going to see but, I don't think it's fair to go into detail about relationships etc because, I don't want to call people out or embarrass anyone. Also, I would like to apologize in advance for my terrible drawing, and would like to thank Trina for her lovely colouring.

Draw My Life

I was born, Stephanie Margaret Hill, on the 29th of June 1996. The third, and final child to Patrick and Breda. There's nothing I can really say about my birth except for the surprise arrival of a slightly ginger, quiet baby girl. I didn't cry, as far as I know, and had a fucked up heartbeat. A nice surprise for my parents, all the same.

I don't remember much from my early years but, I have been told I wasn't the most pleasant child to look after (by my sister!). My hobbies included, pretending to be asleep and then trying to escape the cot and crying when the Barney in Concert video ended. Apparently, I threw a tantrum at my first birthday because, I didn't want to wear the bracelet my Godmother had gotten me. I couldn't even talk back then, and I was still sassy as fuck.

I started school in 2001. I was a pretty good student, back then. I got good reports and everyone liked me. One of the qualities on my student profile was, "good at making up games". Important life skill, obviously.

Primary school was were I experienced "love", for the first time. He was one of my best friends the whole way through school and I was infatuated with him for 7 years. Not even my amazing game making skills couldn't reel him in. Pathetic.

I started secondary school in 2009, and hated it with a burning passion. I didn't really fit in with anyone and found it extremely difficult to make friends. My grades seemed to slip each year and I was terribly unhappy. I used to count down the days until I was finished, I hated it that much.

I started questioning everything about myself; the way I acted, my sexuality, everything. I never felt comfortable in my own skin and became extremely depressed. I turned to self harm and made several attempts on my own life. I felt trapped between somewhere I didn't want to be and somewhere I didn't want to go.

After 2 years of secondary school, I finally found a group of friends who accepted me for who I was and I felt comfortable enough to finally be myself. I met someone I felt I could always rely on but, like everything, it came to an end. Despite this, I continued to make more and more friends and I finally felt happy.

I finished school this year and I am eagerly waiting for what the next chapters of my life hold. Love? Money? Fame? Being a superhero? Who knows? All I know if I am more than ready to find out!

Gotta love a cheesy ending.


Thursday, 17 July 2014

Where Am I Now? (Slightly Pessimistic Version)

Edited version of a thought I had earlier today (17-7-14, 12:29pm)

I always think that writing in the sun would be a good idea, it gets me every year. It never is, though. I always end up sleepy, blind, or with a rash because, out of all the things in the world I could be allergic to, I am allergic to the sun. I wish I was joking but, I'm not. I don't know why, but, my house is the only house that seems to have sun, at the moment. I'm also writing this on paper, which is strange. My writing is barely legible anymore.

Sitting outside in the sun, has made me start thinking about where I was, a few years ago. Take when I started this blog, for example. Where was I, 2-3 years ago? This time, 2 years ago, I was waiting for my Junior Cert results to come back. Today, I'm waiting for my Leaving Cert results to come, in August. My biggest worry 2 years ago, was having to return to school and losing half of my friends, to the dreaded TY. Now, it's will I get into college? Can I even afford to go?  Why does everyone hate me so much, and are trying to ruin my graduation? Should I start being an adult and get a job or something? Should I restart Tomb Raider?

I've been through a lot, in the past 2 years. Things that people my age shouldn't have to. A lot of time, problems would get out of control which would lead to more problems, which were harder to solve. I got through it in the end, like I always do. I'm one of the strongest people I know, and my own best friend during these times because, I struggle to talk about them. Now, 2 years later, I feel like I've learned several life lessons and I think that's a good thing. I keep telling myself I'm happy. I suppose we'll see in August.


Monday, 14 July 2014

Who Are You?-Tag

I figured that I haven't done a tag for a while, so I thought I might do one. Well, I figured that a long time ago but, I am very lazy. Today, I'll be doing the "who are you?" tag, to introduce myself a little better to my lovely new Twitter readers. Well, I hope this will help me introduce myself because, once again, I haven't read the questions. I am simply rolling with this. Also, I don't really have many people to tag so if you are reading this, feel free to do it yourself and let me know. However, for this I will tag the lovely, Catherine Ann Minnock, if she's reading. You can check her out here. So let's do this!

1. Where were you born? I was born in a place called Mullingar, in the midlands of Ireland. Nothing really exciting about my birth. I arrived about a week before my due date, which was the 5th of July. Turns out that is actually my dog's birthday, now.

2. Were you named after someone? The simple answer here would be, no. Originally, I was meant to be a boy. My mother and her friend were both pregnant at the same time. I was supposed to be a boy and her friend was supposed to have a girl. Ironically enough, my mother had a girl and her friend had boy shortly after, so my Thomas the Tank Engine, footie pajamas were give away. This is going off the point. Basically, I was meant to be "Stephen", and then my parents had to improvise so, I was given the name "Stephanie" instead. I feel like I've just broken the forth wall...

3. If you have children, how many do you have? I, thankfully, do not have children...yet. However, I would like to have some, I suppose. I want to give my children "cool" names so, you all can look forward to meeting, little Aleister, Oregon and Elliot. 

4. How many pets do you have? I have four dogs, Jessie, Rusty, Tammy and Charlie. Charlie is a beautiful, black and white, springer spaniel, and the other three are mischievous, Jack Russel terriers, who have taken to barking, simultaneously under my window whenever I decide to do some online gaming or, study.

5. Your worst injury? I've never actually broken a bone or anything like that *knock on wood* but, during a game of "Witches", in primary school, I slipped and got a small stone lodged into the back of my neck. So, for a while I had a "cool scar". Yeah, there's a mental image for ya.

6. Do you have a special talent? lol no.

7. What's your favourite thing to bake? I don't bake very often but, when I do, I only bake things that contain chocolate. I quite enjoy baking cookies, and have been told my cookies are "the best".

8. Favourite fast food? I'm not really into fast food, to be honest. I suppose, Supermacs? I've grown into a picky eater so, Id rather sit and wait for something half decent than have a meal in under 4 minutes. 

9. What is the first thing you notice about people? If it's a boy, hair or eyes, if it's a female, normally what she is wearing.

10. Favourite smells? Vanilla and the mystery cologne I have smelled on some boys that makes me weak at the knees. I've actually asked some of them, and they replied with the stereotypical male, "I dunno". I will discover this mystery scent...someday.

11. Why do you blog? What else am I supposed to do all day? Seriously, I started blogging back when I was hating school, just as a method of venting, really. I started again last year, out of boredom and people seemed to like it and encouraged me to keep going. Honestly, I don't know why I do it. Probably because of all the nice comments I get on Twitter. If it makes people happy then, I'm happy to keep doing it.

12. What song do you want played at your funeral? If you we're friends and you don't know this then what the hell is wrong with you? I want "Fix You" by Coldplay played at my funeral simply because, it is a beautiful song and one of my all time favourites. 

13. What is your least favourite thing about yourself? Really? I can only pick one? Probably, the way I say things without thinking, sometimes, which ends up with either me getting in trouble, or, hurting people's feelings unintentionally.

14. Any pet peeves? When people crack their knuckles. Do you know how frustrating it was having to sit around people in study, for 2 years who just constantly seemed to do it? It freaks me out and makes my skin crawl.

15. What's the last thing that made you laugh? This was a while ago but, made me laugh so hard. I was looking after some kids and I gave them some biscuits and everything was normal enough until one of them innocently asked "who made these?". I just presumed this was a high flying four year old and he wanted to know the brand so I told him "Jacobs", (other brands are available) to which he replied, "tell him I said thanks", and he tottered off. A very polite young man but, very funny. I suppose you had to be there. 

Tuesday, 1 July 2014

Minecraft Diaries, Day 3- When Pigs Can't Fly

Day 3- When Pigs Can't Fly

Today, was a sad day in Minecraftia. I never would have thought...I couldn't have known. All my trophy hunting..all my glory seeking. Today, I took Fredwardo out for a ride, to try and achieve the "when pigs fly", trophy. I took him out, climbed the mountain of Campton and got ready to "fly". However, something terrible happened. Fredwardo fell and I didn't go with him. In my horror, sprinted down the hill, broke my legs a couple of times, and found a saddle at the edge of the river. No Fredwardo, just a saddle.

To try and make myself feel better, I did a bit of exploring. I went to the mushroom island and got stalked by a mooshroom, I went in the caves and I traveled along the coast until, I came to, what I now call, "Dead Village". Dead Village consisted of half constructed buildings and buildings underground containing, all the villagers. I did a bit of landscaping and flood control and left. I didn't even raid it. I found it all too sinister to be honest, I just couldn't leave all those villagers "ehh-ing" underground. Maybe I'll return and raid them some day.


In loving memory of Fredwardo the Pig, 31/6/14-1/7/14

Monday, 30 June 2014

Minecraft Diaries, Day 2- Fredwardo

Day 2- Fredwardo

Spawning in at night is always fun, especially when you return to your home to find an innocent enough looking, pig chilling on your bed, like nobody's business. He had actually jumped through the window because, I had not placed any glass in it yet. I decided to build him a little house next to mine, y'know, for company. I gave him the name "Fredwardo" because, it was the first thing that came to mind. By the time I had gathered enough dirt to build his home with, (piggus love dirt), he'd escaped. I spent the next 5 minutes or so trying to find him. Turns out he'd made his way down the hill, and into the river that separates Campton from the desert village. I had nothing to lure him back with so I had to return to the village and raid it for carrots, much to the annoyance of the villagers.

Luring Fredwardo back was no easy task. It was almost as if he didn't want to be fenced into a dirt pit against his will. After a lot of glitching and frustration, on my part, Fredwardo was home. I now have a very noisey neighbor but, isn't that what life is all about? To say "thank you" to the villagers, I returned to fix the flood that never seemed to end. Who knew one missing block could destroy three alleyways? Turns out, one of the villagers will sell me and eye of ender for ten emeralds, so maybe we'll return to the stronghold of doom some day. After heading out, and exploring the map a little bit more, I found a mushroom island close by, so that will have to be explored too.

I'll look forward to it.


Sunday, 29 June 2014

Minecraft Diaries, Day 1- Campton

Hello, and welcome to this new series of blogs that I'm doing! I know the last "series" I started didn't last very long but, this is something I can do everyday and somebody told me it would be a good idea. Who knows? I play a lot of Minecraft since I've finished school and it does get a little lonely from time to time but, since I've loaded up a new world I thought I could share my experiences with you. At least, until I get bored of "Home 2.0" and move back to One Tree Hill. Basically, I'm taking a little holiday from my company "One Tree Hill", on my original server. Yeah, let's go with that story line.

Day 1- Campton

I started by spawning in the middle of a snow biome and did all the regular Minecraft stuff like, collecting wood etc. Afterwards, I decided to head North-East because, who doesn't head North-East? I stumbled across a desert which, is my favourite biome because, it always has something. I was a bit downhearted at first, as there was no sign of anything except sand and lots of cacti. In my haze, I came across a little desert village. I came with peace but then, raided the shit out of it. There wasn't much to begin with, a book here, a potato there, but then, I noticed the blacksmiths and thought, "Meh, I'll get a sword or something". Want to know what I got? Six mother fucking diamonds, two iron chest plates, an iron sword and iron pickaxe. Normally, this is stuff one may acquire after playing the game for about 30 minutes to an hour. I had been playing for 8 minutes. I checked.

Happy enough, I left the village with a spring in my step. Literally, because I was sprint jumping. I came across a small hill and decided to settle there. At least for the time being. I built a small wooden cabin and furnished it with whatever I would need to see me through the upcoming weeks. I decided to put my iron pickaxe to good use and go mining in a nearby cave. At least, I thought it was a cave. It turned out to be Ironopolis. Basically, it was full of iron. After about 15 minutes I had 43 iron and decided to dig up some coal because, I had run out of torches. Foolishly, I dug the block underneath me and fell...into a stronghold.

I don't know if everyone gets this lucky when it comes to Minecraft but, I am sure as heck enjoying my holiday so far!


Saturday, 28 June 2014

A Note to My Friends

Hello, fabulous people. I'm not exactly sure if this blog is going to be heavy or lighthearted but, we'll see how it goes. Also, this has not been drafted or even planned, so, prepare yourselves for possible emotionally breakdowns. This blog might also get me into trouble but, yolo etc.

The purpose of this post is quiet simple, I suppose, but perhaps some background information is needed. (Just a quick note to some of my readers, please do not demand answers to questions I don't want to answer. You know who you are *winky face*). So, for the past couple of months, I have been dealing with a certain type of illness. I've been in and out of doctors etc blah blah, whatever. But, a while back I was sitting in a doctor's waiting room and I thought to myself, "What if I just died, randomly? There's a lot of things people don't know". And finally, we get to the purpose of this blog. I feel like some of my friends are not fully aware of how, "I feel". I don't even know what I'm doing, really. If this gets to heavy..blame the medication. However, just to add a little fun and to confuse everyone with mixed signals, in classy Zoe style, any of my friends who are reading this will have to guess which "paragraph" is about them. Just because I love annoying you all, so much.

1. 'Sup. You are one of the most, complex friends I have but, I think it's our frank honesty to each other and just completely weird conversations, that makes us special. I know that, with you, no matter how far apart we are, or how long it's been since we've spoken, it'll never phase us. We can always drop it and pick up where we left off. And, that is what I love about you. You're a comforting presence and I can't imagine getting through some of the worst days of my life, without you by my side. We are both emotional train wrecks but, I admire how you can take everything bad that happens and just let it go. That is something I could never do and, I admire you greatly for it.

2. One of the sweetest, most adorable people I know and I love you so much. No matter how, pissed off I might seem, you are the only person who never makes me mad. Your outlook on life fascinates me at times and you make me laugh harder than anyone, without even trying. I always think of little things you've done or, things you've said when I'm having a bad day and it makes me smile. We're not as close as we were but, I hope we'll always be friends because, I don't think I'll find another one like you.

3. One of the most difficult people I have ever met but, most of the time you're worth the difficulty. I can't imagine where I'd be if I didn't meet you. Some where, completely different, I suppose. You've brought me out of myself more than once, and made me laugh when I was down. We're not very close now, and it's obvious we're not going to be friends forever, which is a shame, but, it was fun.

4. You are the person who helped, shape me into the person I am today. School life for me, would have been impossible without you. All our little inside jokes, that no one else ever got, still make me laugh, despite them being over 3 years old. I know we'll probably be friends forever.

5. Last, but, certainly not least, is a friend that I consider a prize. I have no idea how I managed to get someone like you to put up with me for this long. You're so amazingly talented at almost everything you do, that some times, I'm a little jealous. You always get my jokes, even though, let's face it, they are never funny. I can imagine us, as old people in the future drinking tea and laughing at that certain dream. I hope we stay friends forever because, we would make the most awesome old people!

This post is getting a little dragged out so, I think I'll stop it here. Perhaps there will be a part two! Please don't kill me and have fun guessing.


PS: Whoever guesses correctly on the first go, gets a prize ;)

Friday, 20 June 2014

20th June 2014- Hello Again.

I've written a lot of these blogs in the past and honestly, I don't think I've ever been this nervous. I haven't written anything in months. I'm not just talking about blogs, I have not wrote anything that was not school related in forever. It feels weird. It feels nice weird.

I suppose some sort of explanation is needed for my lack of writing. I've given a wide range of excuses to friends who've asked, "where's Zoe", "when are you going to blog again". They were told that I just got tired of it and I was finding it difficult to be called by my real name and then turn around to have someone else call me "Zoe". That is not entirely true. In fact, it's not true at all.

When I left off, around December, I'll be honest with you, I wasn't in a good place. School and family issues seemed to be never ending and I was constantly stressed out. I had a fight with one of my best friends and finding people to talk to became very difficult for me. Eventually, all these emotions of stress, sadness and anger began to become evident in my writing because, I had no where else to put it. I was drafting things but, everything just seemed angry and the fun was sucked out of writing. So I stopped. Without thinking really, I just didn't have energy for anything. Between exams and being in and out of hospital, I just really didn't have time, and to be honest, I really didn't care. People kept on encouraging me to write but, I didn't really take any notice. "They're just being nice. No one actually reads this". However, a couple of weeks ago, things changed.

On my Twitter bio, I have the link to my blog. I completely forgot about this, until one day I was checking my notifications and I had a tweet from someone I've never really spoken to before. It said; "@Call_Me_Steph I really enjoyed reading your blog..I hope you write again soon :)". I was befuddled, to say the least. Who is this person and why are they reading about my life? However, it kind of gave me the kick up the ass I needed. I love doing this, why stop? Obviously, I waited until my exams were over to start again because, I'm a very responsible student (lol). But here I am! Finally, back doing something I enjoy. I'm not going to promise you a new blog every day or even every week because, I probably won't stick to it and I don't like making promises I can't keep. Also I just got Minecraft.

Bye for now!


Tuesday, 7 January 2014

2014; Moving Forward and Big Plugs

You may be asking yourself where I've been for the past month or so. Or maybe you never even noticed I was gone..I didn't. Basically what happened was, I made my shitty Santa and December disappeared. It went so fast and I was so busy that I've literally had no time for anything. I've spent most of my time doing homework, drawing, playing Animal Crossing and chatting to some of my awesome, new online friends. Basically, I haven't been doing anything productive.

Returning to school was a shock. As soon as I walked in the door, Christmas was gone and the Mock exams are staring me in the face. However, for once I'm actually prepared and I'm feeling confident enough about my new found study skills. 2014 is going to be a good year for me (I hope). 2013 is in the past, and that is where it shall stay, along with all the negativity and awful people I no longer associate myself with. Honestly, I don't think I've been happier.

The only thing bothering me lately is my 3DS charger. It's being such a pain in the arse. My bedroom's games station is in shambles since Christmas, and trying to fit this stubborn, elephant charger alongside all my lovely Sony ones, is a nightmare. Fuck you Nintendo..Fuck you. On the plus side, that is the least of my worries.

Best wishes for 2014!