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Things I’ve Learnt Now That I’ve Grown Up (Kinda)

Good Evening Munchkins!

Today I fancied writing a little chit-chat blog post about things I Have Learnt Since I’ve Grown Up. Well, at least in these past 15 years. Over these past 18 months I have had to grow up a significant amount very quickly and I feel that even though there are some parts of me that are currently just stitched instead of fully healed, at the time of writing I am level-headed enough to actually talk through it and how it has affected me mentally. When I was 7/8 I started suffering from anxiety and panic attacks and, even though it’s still there and pops up from time to time, I am gradually evolving into the person I’ve always wanted to be without it constantly hanging over my head. This is just a little list of the the things I have learnt and have helped steady me in terms of my anxiety which I hope help you too. These are things I have very recently realised but once I did it was as if a light bulb or a torch had been switched on and everything looked so differently (but so much better) once that had happened.

You Can’t Please Everyone

This was something that, even as a small child, would effect me massively. I don’t know why, but I have always felt a pressure to be the perfect everything for everyone and that I had to make everyone happy and if they were upset in some way it would come through one of my own faults. That, I have since learnt, is not the case. I’m still a bit of an introvert so I don’t always invite a large group of people over or hold huge gatherings so this shouldn’t really effect me as I ‘play hostess’ but I just know it has. I don’t know, maybe I was so used to covering up for my brother as a child that I would just allow myself to take it all. Anyway, the lesson I’ve learnt from this is that as long as I know I have done my best and reached my full potential then I have nothing to be upset or worry about myself. If people have a problem with you, that is down to them and they don’t deserve a place in your life. Treat that little metaphorical seat in your life like gold dust and it will ensure you only receive true gold for yourself.

Your Body is Your Body

This is something I’ve literally only just realised in the past couple of months. Since the age of around 6 I can remember being so discontent with my body and the way it looked. This probably (or almost certainly definitely) had something to do with my obsession with fashion and just comparing myself to the unrealistic bodies and images of models. I remember at the age of 7 trying to match my body to the different shapes they would show on the TV (like hourglass, pear etc.) and being so unhappy that I didn’t fit any of them. Okay, 7-year-old Rach, you hadn’t developed yet! Wait, your time will come! I can also remember saying from the age of 6 that I was on ‘a diet’ and that to me is just really sad to remember because I should’ve been doing whatever every other 6 year old was doing in 2007. Instead of climbing trees and walking along the beach where I live (which I’m taking full use of now!), I was staying inside because I was too scared of what people would think of me if they saw me. I acted like I was the Phantom of the Opera sometimes, honestly! I really don’t know why this happened though because I also became obsessed with Gok Wan who spread confidence like it was going out of style (I still love him 10 years on, by the way!). It was only recently when I realised that as a young woman (and eventually, older woman) my body is going to change a lot as I carry children, get older and just go through all the milestones and life things (trying to step over the menopause oh-so gracefully, there!). I’m still not going to walk down my street naked with all the pride in the world, but I now know and accept my body for what it is and wear clothes that emphasise the things I like instead of just wearing to cover up.

Pick Your Arguments

Being right and being argumentative are huge traits I have uncovered in the past 5 years, I would say, but I have also learnt to pick those arguments very carefully. I think it’s very easy for people who have these traits like myself to just ‘see red’ and go at full steam, when in fact the strength comes from holding it back and analyzing it’s worth and how you can argue your point better. I do stick up for what I believe in a lot, but I quite like thinking my argument through and winning because I bring in everything I could need (I have been known to bring in facts and figures when necessary). I no longer argue very much because the people around me now realise I’m not as small and shy as I first seem, but when I do it’s with well thought out arguments. I also need to be a bit more careful because I’m going into my last year at school so I can’t get in strops with people all the time and let that affect my learning or my grade (as I did with my science teachers that time). Just keep calm and keep classy!

There is Always Tomorrow

The final thing I’ve really learnt from being a child (as well as now, actually) is that there is always plenty of time and there is always a tomorrow. I think I do put a lot of pressure on myself to do a lot of things and I do set out very strict routines for myself because I know that’s how I work best, but at the end of the day, I am young and unless I unexpectedly get hit by a bus, I’m here for quite a while longer. For example, on this blog I upload three blog posts a week which is around 12 a month and it can get quite busy and quite hectic. I do tend to manage to keep my home life and my blog life and my school life separate but sometimes these overlap and that’s where my brain just explodes. Just remember that there are 24 hours in a day – I don’t recommend being awake and working that whole time but just know that there is always time. My issue is always my tiredness as well; if I’m tired I will just flop and not do anything!

And there we have it! I hope you have enjoyed this blog post – I love just chatting to you guys so let me know if you actually like them or not. Let me know what you’ve learnt over your life so far and if any of these helped you!

Thank you so much for reading and I’ll see you Tuesday,

Rachel xx

My Confidence Journey

Good Evening Munchkins!

Today I have felt a sudden urge to sit down and have a proper chat with you guys about confidence and my past experiences with anxiety (they do interlock somewhere, I promise you!). I have no idea where this urge has come from but I feel like explaining everything to you so that those who may be going through the same thing realise you’re not the only one and also for myself so I can look back on this and think ‘I got there’. As I’ve said with these types of blog posts before, I’m not asking for sympathy, I would never do that, I just want to enlighten you on my life prior to this chapter and maybe even help one or two of you. If you would like me to write any follow ups of this just let me know and I would be more than happy to do that for you.

Growing up, I was naturally very shy; both my parents were this way and I guess it was kind of expected that I would be just the same. I was also very aware as a child (that quickly faded!) and was very bright so I did know a lot in terms of what was going on around me. I could sense very quickly what people did or didn’t want me to hear, what they meant when they were saying stuff etc. and I guess these factors were used against me as my anxiety proceeded to take over my life. I think these aspects also meant that a lot of people didn’t think I ended up developing social anxiety because they thought I was ‘just shy’. I can’t really remember when the turning point was but early on in my school life I started become increasingly nervous before going into school (sometimes even faking illness) and just feeling like I couldn’t do it without someone there to look out for me (i.e a parent). I struggled to make friends and during Year R can only remember having one main friend and a few others I had gone to nursery with. This ‘main friend’ later became my bully, but that’s another story for another time.

Throughout Year 1 and 2, not much changed; I can remember being a bit more sociable and becoming a little more confident with my teachers but I was still very much a recluse within myself. I had gained a few more friends and was starting to become my own little character. This was nearly 10 years ago though, so it is a bit of a blur! As far as I can remember, I was fairly ‘normal’. I had learnt my daily routine and I was very content with this.

When I started in Year 3, my younger brother started in Year R (it was a primary school) so that routine I had loved was suddenly replaced with this new one that I was expected to accept over night (which I subsequently did not). This then started a 2 and a half/3 year episode of anxiety that, looking back, was pretty full-on for a 7-9 year old. I can remember my first day in Year 3 being ridiculously and unnecessarily stressful; it was full of sweating and shaking and the lump-in-the-throat moment you get before you start crying – there were a lot of those over the next few years! I think this initially started because of mine and my brothers sibling rivalry and I always believed my Mum loved him more than me and found me more annoying so would leave me at school and I would be abandoned and lost forever. As I say, I was very alert!

I can’t really remember how long this was happening for until I had my first panic attack, but I remember the actual thing so clearly. It tended to start if our teacher had kept us after the bell (even by seconds) but this time it started 10 minutes before we were due to leave. I was shaking and sweating and I was tapping my fingers on the desk just to try and pass time and distract myself but if anything it only made it worse.I think I also started tapping my foot. I also started biting my lip/side of my mouth which is still something I do now, so I guess was just a nervous habit. I also remember the lump in my throat just appearing and just increasing in size as the seconds passed and it really did start to hurt. Those 10 minutes seemed like years and it was just really freaking me out. All I wanted to do was close my eyes and sleep and ignore what was going on. I wanted to leave and run out to whoever was picking me up that day just to ensure they had me and they couldn’t leave without me. I had all these thoughts in my head as well as whatever we were actually doing in the classroom and all the different distractions I had set up for myself; it was like my brain was a machine that was being over-run and everything was just about to fall apart. I’ve felt that a fair amount in my life since that point. I just felt very lost and enclosed in my own head and that scared me a lot.

As I was quite shy, I didn’t talk to anyone about this (that I can remember). It just became a part of my routine (I like routines) and my daily life. I had no idea what was going on in my mind, I had no idea what anxiety or panic attacks were and I did feel like I was the only one who was going through this. I did feel very isolated from everyone else who could just go and get on with their lives but I would make up literally every excuse under the sun to make sure I left school on time. It did scare me because no one else noticed, I obviously didn’t tell anyone and no one did seem to care. Looking back, it’s just insane what I had to deal with.

I don’t really know what stopped these panic attacks or reversed the initial turning point. I think it was settling into another new routine (my Dad started picking me and my brother up once my Mum had got a full-time job and this somehow settled me) and just feeling suddenly secure. I think the onset of puberty also helped for some reason – my hormones must have affected my emotions and my outlook and during this time I did become more confident and I started talking to a lot more people that I normally wouldn’t. I do think if I’d reached puberty later, a lot could be different in terms of my anxiety so I guess that saved me but obviously that’s not a good cure for everyone.

When I was in Year 8, my anxiety kind of flared up again and I started having a few more panic attacks; never to the extent of when I was a child but I’d forgotten about that time in my life so it was just like the first time all over again. I think this started again because I would overthink everything and that is still my biggest enemy. It was around this period I actually went to my doctor and that was basically a waste of time because he told me what I already knew without supplying me with any treatment. He never diagnosed me, he literally just gave me more information about generalized anxiety. This is still something I’m kind of annoyed about because I never got the answer I went for and it kind of set me back, thinking I was stupid when in fact I wasn’t.

Coming back to present day, I now have a few panic attacks every so often but it’s not as overshadowing of my life as it used to be. I had one the other day when I was out for a birthday meal for my Step-Mum’s sister, so the whole family was there (like 15 people) and I just sat the in the corner the whole time not talking to anyone, just feeling ridiculously stupid. Now I know what’s happening, it’s a bit more reassuring that I’m not constantly questioning myself and if I’m crazy or not. My symptoms now include my heart racing (and subsequent chest pain which can get quite bad), shaking, sweating, feeling sick, feeling like I’m going to cry, not being able or want to communicate, my voice shaking – stuff like that. I’m hesitant to go back to the doctor or any doctor because of my past experiences and because I don’t really want people to see me as a caution or a warning or anything like that. I don’t have panic attacks all the time but it can get quite bad in the moment (or at least it seems that way). I wish I could give you a better ending to this little segment of my life, but it does kind of flare up at certain times; this just seems to be one of those times.

Between these periods of mental health joy, however, I have accomplished some things I never thought I would. For example, I went to a one-day festival at the beginning of May which was just insane and with the arrival of my new step-family, I’ve had to meet and talk and learn about a lot more (new) people. These are very different examples, I know, but they’re still very significant in my life and things that 10 years ago scared the life out of me. I have come a long way but sometimes I do have my setbacks (though that’s just life). I’m proud of my achievements and focus on these times and look forward to more of them, instead of constantly thinking ‘I would, but I’d have a panic attack’ which is how I used to run my life. Always focus on the positives and what you have and can do! There is nothing stopping you other than yourself!

And there we have it! A bit of a different blog post, but as I say, I just wanted to vent to you guys! Just know that if you have anxiety or suffer from panic attacks, it’s not always going to be that way. This may be a phase or the calmer times may be a phase, but that’s okay, just concentrate on the positives. If you have any further questions about my own experiences or anything you may be concerned about regarding this topic, please don’t hesitate to ask me; I love helping people and if I can then that’s my job done and I can also be happy!

Thank you so much for reading and I’ll see you soon,

Rachel xx

My Teeth Story: 1 Year Without Braces!

Good Evening Munchkins!

Today marks the 1 year anniversary of me having my braces off. Wow. Just wow. I can’t believe it’s been an entire year and I can’t believe how much has happened in that year. This is a milestone for me, I’m sorry that this interests literally none of you! But in my defence I do like to use this blog as a diary kind of thing as well as a blog for you guys so yanno. Sorry.

I’m trying to think all the way back into my childhood and I can honestly say I’ve never been as happy as my teeth as I have been now. I hated my teeth growing up as I sucked my thumb for 10 years so once my adult teeth grew they kind of went ming-mong. They were always holding me back as I thought people would judge me and in some photos I’m smiling really awkwardly because I hated them so much! Getting braces is one of the best things I’ve ever done in my life and I would highly recommend it to anyone!

I know not everyone has amazing experiences with braces (one of my friends turns 16 in September and he still needs braces but he’s still got baby teeth – an exact reflection on his personality if you ask me!) but I did genuinely love them. I felt they suited me and every time time I went I had a different coloured band put on and when I had elastics that I had to put in myself I really enjoyed it as I felt I was no responsible for my dental development. They do hurt once they’ve been tightened and if the elastic bands snap (hurts like a mofo, I can still imagine it now!) and if the wires too long and if you’re going through that, just think how worth it it will be! My only regret is I wish I got them earlier.

I remember my first ever orthodontist appointment when I was in year 5, so when I was 9 or 10 and I was so scared, I hardly spoke and my orthodontist offered them to me now or wait a year. Me being the tiny, anxious person I was back then (well, I still am now in some ways), I chose to wait a year. Personally, I believe everything happens for a reason so even not waiting a year could make everything now so different so I guess I’m ok with choosing later (on reflection without braces).

I did wait a year and then I remember it all starting and I was still very very scared! I remember I need to have teeth removed and due to my ‘severe fear’ of the dentist (no, I just had death wishes against mine at the time) I was put under general anesthetic. I’ve had this before when I was 6 but for some reason this time round I was crying about it and it really scared me. For me, personally, though, I would prefer this method. I think what scared me was the chance of never waking up and at this point I was only 11. It was fine though, I’m still here! I had 4 teeth at the back removed (2 from the top and 2 from the bottom) because my jaws too small for all my teeth (hehe, I think otherwise!). I remember that I also had to go the hygienist at one point just before having them put on but me being me made my teeth ming-mong again before having it put on! I remember for either my hygienist or talking about my teeth removal appointments I was watching the Olympics at the time, which is just crazy to think about, knowing the next one is this year! Yeah, it was the diving doubles with Tom Daley and Pete Waterfield (I think that’s his name, he came to my school once) and I got so into it we listened to it on the radio.

I then had my braces on and had the colours red, purple and blue. Those were the main ones anyway. Red because that was my house colour at the time, purple because that was one of my favourite colours at the time and blue because it was another one of my favourite colours at the time. I think I had pink as well, but I can’t justify that one. Skip forward 2 and a half years and it’s this time last year and I had them off! I’d dreamt of that moment for so long and I was disappointed at the beginning because my teeth are literally huge, but now I love them.

I have had issues with my retainer such as not having the willpower to clean it (the most annoying thing ever!) and it cutting the sides of my mouth around Christmas but I’ve managed to get over it. I wear my retainer every night as your teeth can move overnight and I like how my teeth look the most when I’ve had my retainer in. It can sometimes cause bad breath if not cleaned (tmi, much? haha) and so has made me realise not cleaning my retainer isn’t worth it!

I think that’s everything I wanted to clear up on the  whole braces matter but if I have missed anything out, do feel free to ask me in the comments and I will reply to you. You can click HERE to see last years blog post of my first thoughts when I had them off and yeah. Let me know of your brace story (if you have one that is) and what you think of your teeth now.

Thank you so much for reading and I’ll see you soon,

Rachel xx

P.S. I won’t be uploading on Sunday as it’s Easter Sunday so I hope you have a great long weekend in however you choose to spend it!

Tattoo Ideas

Good Afternoon Munchkins!

I don’t normally upload on a Sunday, do I, so I thought I would throw a cheeky one in there for those that want it. I realise this isn’t something I talk about a lot or at all, really, so I thought I would throw my views out there. I know some of you will not like this at all, but tattoos are something I’ve known and wanted from a young age and so thought I should share that personal matter on my own personal platform. From my heart to yours, as it were. I’ve also been thinking a lot about this recently and what better way to express yourself then through the form of writing.

Recently, I’ve been loving watching Tattoo Fixers. I did not know this show existed until my friend introduced it to me and I have not looked back! It really inspires me to get creative and to also get tattoos. If you don’t watch it already, you might want to give it a go as it’s really funny but also teaches you a lot about tattoos. The drawings the tattoo artists create really are amazing and makes me wish I could draw like that. This show does make tattoos just look creative and that they should be on people as they look so cool. I do know there is a negative side to tattoos and that a lot of people may not agree with them, but I would like a few small ones (I hate pain so much!) on my body, which I will just explain to you now.

Anchor – The first tattoo I wanted is a medium sized anchor on my wrist. I would quite like the bottom part (the widest part) to be the width of my wrist (which in all fairness is quite small) and maybe 5cm long. I have no idea why an anchor, I do just like them. I have grown up by the seafront and I remember when my granddad used to have his own boat so that’s probably why I feel a sort of connection with it. It sounds crazy, I know! I think this is one I will have last or maybe not at all, it kind of depends how things work out and stuff like that.

Cat Whiskers – This is something I’ve wanted for only a little while now but I know is one I’ll cherish forever and perhaps be my first one. As you may or may not know, I am addicted and completely in love with Dan and Phil and one of the things they are known for are the cat whiskers and nose. It might sound insane, again, as it’s just YouTubers and stuff like that, but they do genuinely mean a lot to me in a way I find difficult to describe. Also, I’ve grown up with cats around me so when I’m old and YouTube probably won’t exist anymore, I can give the alibi of being surrounded by cats and re-enacting the Lion King when I was young. I would like this on my hip as my hips are very broad and they need to have something done with them, to be honest. I want this one to be quite small as well, but I haven’t really decided on measurements yet.

LGBT – The final tattoo I would like (or have decided on so far) is LGBT written in block capitals. As you will know, LGBT is something I stand very strongly for and my Mum is a lesbian so it will be my tattoo for her. I would really like this in a very bold font (I have one in mind but have no idea of the name for it) as it will show that it’s strong and important. I would like this on the side of my body, kind of where the band of my bra would be to show that things don’t need to be on full show in order to be known and important.

I will probably do what everybody does and get a tattoo for my child/ren in the future once they are in the world, but now as a single little 15-year-old (that’s weird to say!) this is what I would like on my body. I am kind of scared to get a tattoo (especially the anchor one as it’s the biggest and going to be filled in) in case I don’t like it or I change my mind or it doesn’t suit me. I use temporary tattoos all the time but I don’t know, it still doesn’t seem too real or right. Let me know of your thoughts on tattoos, whether you have any and if so what they are, and your views on my ideas.

Thank you so much for reading and I’ll see you soon,

Rachel xx

P.S. I’m scheduling this way back in February so I just wanted to say Happy Mother’s Day!

50 Facts About Me

Hey Munchkins! As you can tell, today is going to be a happier blog! I’ve reached 20 followers which for some of you might seem like nothing but for me who just joined WordPress to boost my confidence for a New Year’s Resolution, I’m so happy! I thought that you know me pretty well, I’ve told you about my past, my family, why don’t I just extend it a bit! I’m not sure if I’ll come up with 50, but we’ll get there eventually! And thank you for all of you that are following my blog, I’m so happy, which probably sounds stupid but, you know! Let’s get going! So many exclamation marks!

1. I am only 5 foot tall and have been for the past 3 years.

2. I developed really early (10) and that’s the reason I last grew 3 years ago!

3. I was really excited to get my BlackBerry a few Christmases ago, but as soon as I got it, everyone was raving for iPhones. Gutted, but I love Mr Berry. 

4. My whole life I have had at least one cat. 

5. When I was younger we got a rabbit and called him Henry. Henry wasn’t like normal rabbits, for example he humped the male cats, went through the cat flap and ate cat food. Personally, I think it was the other rabbits from next door who were homophobic to my Henry, so he commit suicide. I miss him *sad face*. 

6. Last year while we were at Gatwick airport, we were passing Dara O’Brien (Irish comedian, if you don’t know) and my Dad was trying to act cool but kicked him instead. We’re thinking of putting him on toddler reins this year. And it was a mistake. If you’re an Irish comedian, he’s not just going to come and kick you randomly. Sorry. 

7. Last Summer I went on my first trip to Primark and my love for fluffy socks began.

8. I’m actually addicted to Sprinkle of Glitter and Zoella videos on YouTube. If you don’t know who they are, check them out. They’re beauty bloggers and inspired me and Courtney to call each other ‘Chummy’. I’ll leave links at the bottom though. 

9. PJ is starting school next year and when I realized this, I started crying because I don’t want him to grow up. HE’S MINE!!! Sorry, over dramatic. 

10. When I’m older I’d like to be an actress.

11. When I was younger I wanted to be a writer or a journalist. 

12. Last year I went through a phase of crying at every sad song that was ever played.

13. My Dad bought the DVD of Jaws the other day and the front cover scared me so much I had a nightmare about staying in a place where I trained a shark on one floor, and when I had to leave and go to my hotel room upstairs he would chase me. Scary. 

14. I first started getting into makeup when I was about 10. 

15. I was always a chubby child, but when I developed I lost a lot of weight and over the past year I’ve lost weight. Only recently have I put like a few pounds on, but I’ll lose them soon!!

16. On the first month of getting contract on my phone, I went over my limit. 

17. When I was younger I fancied the cartoon Disney character of Peter Pan. 

18. My favorite color is orange. 

19. I used to watch One Direction videos every day back to back all day until my Mum had to ban me because I was getting too over excited. 

20. The most exciting part of my life is walking on a flat escalator. Ooh, if you’re not excited why not? It’s like you’re walking faster than the average human, it’s amazing. 

21. When I was 11 I was asked if I was 15. 

22. I have a huge obsession with vouchers. 

23. Pinterest, Facebook, Google, Youtube, New Look, Boots and WordPress are my most used websites. 

24. I changed the name of my blog because I thought it should be more catchy and short. 

25. My favorite animal is penguins. 

26. Since the age of 11 I have been a pescatarian (someone who doesn’t eat meat but they eat fish) after I choked on a sausage wrapped in bacon and embarrassed myself in front of my family. 

27. I have never broken a bone in my body.

28. The age gap between me and my brother is 2 years and 10 months which is the same between my Dad and Aunt. 

29. The first time I changed my hair color was when I was 6 and I spray-painted it pink.

30. I refuse to sell stuff/get rid of stuff for no particular reason apart from it upsets me. 

31. I am yet to join Twitter and use Fake Tan.

32. I had a Rachel and Ross relationship through Primary school with a boy called Sam who is now a really good friend of mine but I think is now gay. 

33. I have undiagnosed OCD and I will have ‘OCD Attacks’ as I call them if something isn’t done the way I think it should be done. I’ve only had two so far.

34. In August last year my Mum thought I had Bipolar because I couldn’t control my depression very well and would be moody everywhere. 

35. I have very sensitive teeth. 

36. I’ve had my braces for a year and half now and I’m not sure if they’ve done anything to be honest. 

37. I’m fully in-the-know of how to use an Epi-Pen because Courtney is allergic to nuts. 

38. Last year me and Courtney went on holiday together to a holiday park a few hours from where we live. 

39. I started wearing makeup everyday in November last year and even then it’s only on weekends. 

40. My hair is really thick.

41. I’m short sighted so for school I wear glasses, though I’m going to ask for contact lenses next time I go. 

42. Travelling on Public Transport without a responsible adult who knows where to stop, where to change etc scare the hell out me. 

43. If I could choose to live anywhere in the world it would be Ireland. 

44. A year and a bit ago I went to America. I don’t think they want me back. I was sleep deprived and I chose to not like Americans. Sorry if you’re an American reading this, but please talk to me and try to make me change my mind, but don’t expect me to come over anytime soon. Also, whenever I watch a Zoella video or a Sprinkle of Glitter video of them in Florida, especially when they’re at DisneyWorld and Universal Studios in Orlando, where I went, I feel like crying, and I can’t breath and I just don’t know why I put myself through it. So yeah, as I say, try to change my mind in a nice way please. Last American I spoke to, he had a gun in his hand, not the best of goodbye’s, got to admit. 

45. I love candles even though I’m not allowed to light them in the house because it’s ‘unsafe’. 

46. My favourite season used to be Winter but now it’s definitely Summer after the Winter we’ve had. 

47. If you’re going to buy me a drink, strawberry milkshake is always my choice.

48. Just Dance on Wii is the only form of exercise I’m willing to do. 

49. Last year at Sports Day I was too small to go over the hobby horse so my Tutor had to help me up. Not looking forward to this years. 

50. I do not want to get married because every marriage I’ve known is unhappy or divorced. 

OK, there are 50 Facts About Me. Sorry if you no longer like me, or I’ve offended you, just thought you should know. If you have something you want me to do in particular just tell me and I’ll get round to it. I tag all of you reading this to have a go, because it’s not easy, but I’ve done it, so, yeah. 

Tomorrow I have the day of school so me and Chummy are going shopping and we’re going to spend practically the whole day in Primark. I’m going to do like a ‘Spring: What’s in Primark?’ sort of thing, as they don’t have a website and it will be good to see what’s in. 

Next weekend I’m up my Aunt’s so depending what time I get back on Sunday will depend whether I upload or not. Please don’t hate me if I don’t but, you know. I do care. 

Thank you for reading, links are below and yeah, see you tomorrow,

Rachel xx


Sprinkle of Glitter: http://www.youtube.com/user/Sprinkleofglitter

Zoella: http://www.youtube.com/user/zoella280390