It’s been a looooooooong time since I wrote one of these, in fact I just checked and my last post was from just before I started my PGCE.  I suppose it’s a testament to how all-encompassing the role of a teacher is to their life that I’ve been extremely, exclusively silent on the writing front for half a decade.  

As anyone may expect, a lot can change in six years, so here are some of my biggest, most important few:

1.  I have been a fully qualified, real, proper teacher (and therefore adult) for the last five years of my life.  

2.  I bought a house!  If I’d have been writing at that point, it would have been very angsty, angry and full of frustration.  I never expected something that seemed so simple to take so long; involve so many agencies and have so many setbacks, alas, not everything in life is simple.  Sitting here, writing this from the comfort of my own home makes it all worthwhile.

3.  We bought our own little baby Cavapoo, Woody.  He’s a little dream and it feels like he’s always been part of my life. 

1. I got married!  I’m still not fully used to my new surname and occasionally call my husband my boyfriend, but I love it.  
2. In August this year, we’re going to be welcoming our very own baby girl human!  This is the main reason I’ve decided to start writing again, to document everything that I’m going through so that I can look back on it in years to come.  So far, so exciting!

I promise I’ll write again soon!

H x

PGCE POST #1: My story so far

*From this point, and including this one, all of my posts about PGCE year specifically, will be published on my new blog, found here.


This week, was the first week of my English PGCE.  Before I started, I felt all sorts of different things.  Firstly, I was excited that I was finally here.  I first applied for a PGCE during my final year of my degree in December 2010.  It had been my intention since school, that I would do an undergrad, and then afterwards, a PGCE, but I hadn't really researched into it, and ended up submitting a rushed application minutes before the deadline.  Obviously, I didn't get on, and I was devastated, but it gave me a year to work, and a year to get some more in school experience, and redo my application to a better standard when the system reopened in September.

I applied the second time in again, December, in 2012.  I did, I admit, put it off again and again, but I didn't leave it till quite the last minute this time, almost, but not quite.  It took me so long to pluck up the nerve to email by Uni personal tutor for a reference, again, but she provided me with one, and I applied, this time to Primary and Secondary courses.  My experience in schools had been in Primary, but I'd volunteered at a Youth camp for 12-16 year olds for the last two years, and I really enjoyed working with that age group.  Again, I wasn't successful, something I mostly put down to my application being sent late in the cycle, and the fact that I didn't decide on one age group, instead applying to both, an approach so ad-hoc, that my personal statement probably didn't make much sense.  I got a response from University stating that I wasn't offered an interview because I didn't have an 'A' in English Literature at A Level, which I did think was unfair, seeing as since then, I'd achieved a BA in the same subject, but I suppose when hundreds of people apply to the same course, it's a way of making placing them easier. 

I did get offered an interview at Liverpool Hope, for a Primary PGCE with French, but my French was actually so rusty since A Level, that I didn't even go to that interview.

Last year, in August, one of my Supervisors in work left, and I applied for his position.  I had no intention of applying for a PGCE again, having tried without any sort of success for the past two years.  I decided I'd try to get that role at work, and then maybe try and work my way up that career path instead.  I was never a hundred percent certain about it, and I remember once I'd applied, thinking secretly I'd hate it if I had to work 40 hours a week in a shop for the rest of my life.  During my degree, I remember feeling disheartened one day when we were studying a poem, really dissecting it, verse by verse, stanza by stanza.  I remember thinking 'who does this help?  And what affect does doing this have on anyone's life?'  When I applied for that job, I remember thinking the same, but I told myself that if I got the job, I'd do it for a year, get myself enough money to live off, maybe move out, and then assess my prospects.

I didn't get the job.

I feel I was very qualified to do that job.  I'd been there for five years, in various roles.  I still do.  I don't know why they decided not to appoint me, but as soon as I found out, I went home, and I went online to find out when the PGCE cycle started again.  I waited, and I weighed up my options.  I decided I was going to apply to Leeds as my first choice, because I knew people there, and they'd never rejected me before.  Plus, I was 22 and had never lived on my own before  As soon as the cycle opened, I applied, switching my top two choices at the last minute, I don't know why.  Gut instinct?

By Christmas, I had an interview at my current Uni.  I studied so hard for that interview.  My Mum's friend has a daughter who was on her PGCE that year, so I asked her for possible interview questions I could prepare myself for, I found out what to look at, I joined the TES website, I read and re-read the National Curriculum, I got myself a volunteer placement in my old secondary school.

At my interview, there were only six of us, I thought it was pretty funny because bar one, we were all twentysomething blonde girls.  I remember feeling so nervous listening to the other girls' stories of their experiences, but I was confident that I'd done just as much, if not more than them.  The part that scared me most, was that the girls' degrees were all at least 2:1, or they were predicted a 2:1, and my 2:2 hung around my neck.  I was prepared to explain myself to the interviewer, but when I asked if there were anything from my personal statement he had an issue with, and wanted to discuss, he said no, he liked my personal statement and that's why I'd been invited to interview.  We were told as a benchmark, we'd find out around the 8th February.

I found out I had a place in January.

So now, I'm here, and so far, so good.  I know it's going to be the most difficult year I've had, and I know I'll not be able to go out much, and that I'll have no money, and I'll probably have a nervous breakdown in December.

I know my grammar needs to be better, and I need to make sure I don't swear in the classroom, or use too many colloquiallism.  I know I need to be firm, and that I can't let the students walk all over me, and I need to get myself a 'teacher stare' and not laugh when the students say inappropriate things, no matter how funny I find them.

I know it'll be hard, but I can't wait to face this year.  Let me have it.

x

So long, Summer!

Hello eight!  (I don't even know if you still are eight, but it has a nice ring to it).

So, in a week's time, I'm going to be back at my old Uni, enrolling on a PGCE.  I've been trying to get to this point for so many years, it's quite surreal that it's finally happening, but, it is, and I keep flipping from being so excited, to be being a massive puddle of nerves, especially in work a few weeks ago, when some of the boys were feeding me horror stories of how horrible they were to their teachers.    One of them bricked a particularly unpopular teacher's car (remind me to park Tracey far, far away), and another said I'd probably be lucky because I'm pretty (let's hear it for feminism).  

So basically, I'm terrified.  

I'd like to think I'm going to be a nice teacher, but not so nice I'm a pushover/the one they make cry, and I've always felt it's what I should be doing, so I'm sure I'll be fine, but there's a horrible part of my mind screaming 'WHAT IF I'M NOT!  WHAT IF I TURN OUT TO BE TERRIBLE AT THE ONLY THING I'VE EVER THOUGHT ABOUT DOING?'

Time will tell, I suppose.

Anyway, in preparation for the next year, I've made a lot of changes this year.  I left my band (sob), because I know I just won't have the time, and I've cut my hours back in work to just one day a week, for now.  I've read a lot of articles/blogs/opinions, saying they wouldn't recommend working through a PGCE, but I don't get any sort of bursary, just the basic loan, and I don't think it'll be enough for me to live off, especially, after being on basically full time hours for the last two years, but, if worst comes to worst, I'll just have to leave and try my best.

As well as cutting stuff back, I decided to make the most of every minute spare I had this summer, so I went camping, I went to Zante, and I finally went to a festival.  I've relished every moment with my friends, and my boyfriend, made some new friends, and as cheesy as it sounds, made memories that I hope will get me through the hard times I know I'm going to face this year.

So, I'm hopefully going to be writing about my experiences here, but you can see from my posting history what I'm like.  For now, I'll leave with a few of my favourite memories from the summer.

H x

Love, Love, Love

Hello Eight! 

As we all (probably) know, it's Valentine's Day tomorrow.  I'll throw it out there, I'm not a fan.  It's weird, because I'm SUCH a romantic, and a bit of a cheeseball, I love happy endings, and I cry at most films/soaps/montages/adverts (and what?).  I've seen the episode of Friends a million times where Chandler proposes to Monica, and I still tear up.  I love engagements, and I love Weddings.  I already know pretty much how I want mine one day to be, I know what I want for my first dance and I occasionally worry that I'm gonna have too many bridesmaids even though I'm not engaged, nor am I expecting to be any time soon, and I did this before I was even in a relationship. 

Anyway, put simply, I'm a sap.  I don't know who to blame, because none of my friends are like this, nor is my Mum.  And it's definitely NOT from my Dad.  Maybe Disney?  But, I am a sap who doesn't like Valentines day much.  And I'm not just saying that, I don't like it.  When I was younger, and single, it was fun, the anticipation of getting a card, or the should I/shouldn't I of sending one yourself, and one year, the mission impossible of helping my friend send one to a boy in my form without him knowing.  Then, as I got a bit older, it just didn't really affect me, I was usually working, or my friends' boyfriends would be away, so it didn't matter.  The only time I remember wishing I was part of a couple, was in work when one of the girls' boyfriends sent some flowers to the shop, and even then it was just 'Aww, that's nice, hopefully that'll happen to me one day', rather than 'I'm so LONELY!'

Although it never affected me so much, Valentine's day seems to suggest that everyone is supposed to be in love, and if you're not, then you don't get to celebrate, and I think that's wrong.  The best Valentines I've ever had was when I was seventeen and went for a meal with three of my girlfriends', then went to some clubs afterwards, the first time my baby face had ever managed to get in anywhere.  Around this time, clubs tend to put on Valentines' parties, or traffic lights parties, were everyone is encouraged to pull.  Just a bit of fun, but also potential for a LOT of regrets the next morning, when you remember necking that sweaty, sleazy drunk on the dancefloor.

Valentines Day is JUST A DAY.  The 14th February literally means nothing.  I don't want to spend my (little) hard earned cash on cheap tat that doesn't mean anything, and I'd love to get flowers from my boyfriend, but I'd love to get flowers on the other 364 days of the year too.  I'm in a couple, but I'm not going all out to get dolled up and have a meal at some resturaunt that's gonna be mad busy and full of PDA's.  I am, spending tomorrow night with my boyfriend, but it'll be in my PJ's with a pizza and some chicken wings, in front of BBC3. 

I'm a sap.  But I like being sappy off my own back.  I don't even mind cheap tat, but I like giving cheesy gifts when I feel like, rather than because that's when we're supposed to. 

London BABY!

Hello Eight!

A bit of adventure going on in my world recently!  For the past five years, I've been the biggest fan of the musical 'Wicked', I know all the songs, the plot, I watched Glee excitedly when I found out Idina Menzel and Kristin Chenoweth would be starring, I LOVE Kristin Chenoweth.  I wish I was Kristin Chenoweth.  I sang 'The Wizard And I' in my final exam in Performing Arts when I was in Sixth Form, (and nailed it), and I've performed 'Defying Gravity' to my bedroom wall a million times.  The only thing I hadn't done, was actually watch it.  (Badly filmed snippets on Youtube don't count).

Enter boyfriend, and Christmas.

So, as my belated present, I jumped on the train to London, in 2hours8mins!  (Sorry, but that is a tiny amount of time!  It takes 2 hours to get to Leeds via coach, and that's not nearly as far).

So from Euston, we just walked, and walked, and walked, and ended up in some Bootle-esque area of London, that was not at all like what I'd imagined.  Before we'd gone down, we decided that we'd avoid the tube, Andy worked in London a while back and hated it, and when I'd been down as a kid, I remember just feeling dead claustrophobic, nevertheless, we bit the bullet, it was cold, our bags were heavy and if we wanted to go to Bootle, we could've walked there.  Cue us standing by the big map in the train station looking like we definitely weren't from round there, and trying to work out what all the little coloured lines were for about half an hour.  But eight, we DID it, and by the end of the trip, we were Tube naturals.  And it turns out, I'm a bit of a tube nerd.  I find it fascinating how there's so much going on underneath the streets, and how many different tunnels there are.  I found myself amazoning a book on the history of the tube today.  I think a monster may have been created.


Anyway, we ended up round Oxford Street, which was a lot less like Bootle and a lot more pleasing.  Andy showed me where he worked, in some big hotshot building, and we had a little look around the shops before heading to our hotel, which turned out to be the most confusing hotel in the history of the world.  We were on the 'second' floor, and by that, I mean we took the lift to the second floor, before climbing a little set of stairs, crossing a hallway, going down another little set of stairs, around a corner, through a door, and up another set.  The room was lovely, but the bed had a plastic sheet underneath the bottom sheet (incase of wee?) and was pretty annoying to sleep on as it was so noisy.  We had a little nap and then headed to the cutest little Nando's (because who doesn't love a Nando's?), and were going to do the chicken wing challange but chicken winged out.  If anyone's ever in the Earl's Court Area though, I'd reccomend it, I know it's just a Nando's, but it was so quick, and delicious, and the staff were lovely.


After Nando's, we headed to the Apollo Victoria for the main event.  The bar was a bit pricey, but I expected that, however if I ever go again, I reckon I'd ask my good friend Danielle if I could borrow her bag with the secret vodka pocket in the lining.  Our tickets said we were on row 'ZC', so I thought we were going to be at the very, very back, but we weren't, we had really good seats, right in the centre.

I loved it.  It was definitely worth the wait, and the cast played their parts so well.  Elphaba's always been my favourite, but I absolutely LOVED Galinda/Glinda, and Gina Beck played her perfectly, so, so funny.  Now I've seen it, I couldn't imagine her played by anybody else.  Louise Dearman who played Elphaba, played Glinda in a previous run (living the dream), but she sounded exactly how Elphaba should sound when singing her parts.  Her voice completely reminded me of Idina Menzel's.

Andy said he liked it, though he wished he knew the songs, and it wasn't really his thing. (He didn't realise it was a musical until about two weeks ago), and he made me laugh right at the end, when Glinda said the line, 'I will be known as Glinda the Good', he thought she said 'Glinda the goat.'  And that pretty much had me in hysterics through the whole of the finale.  Then I picked up my coat upside down and dropped all the change from my pocket, (which seemed to be all of the change in the world).  We got a taxi back to Earls Court and had a drink in a little pub before heading back to the hotel.

We'd decided to set our alarms for 8:30am so that we could spend the full day around London before catching our train home, but we're both snooze button fiends, and ended up rushing around packing everything half an hour before check out time at 11.  We then put our bags in storage (£8 for a day, not too bad) in the station and headed straight for some lunch at the Hard Rock Cafe.  I got a (small) burger, and it was the nicest burger I've ever had (I didn't think it was so small though) and it wasn't as pricey as I expected, I'd definitely go again.  We had a little look around their merch shop next door too.

We spent most of the day by the Thames apart from a quick trip to Covent Garden (couldn't find the actual market part), and had a go on the London Eye.  I've been on before, about nine years ago on a school trip, but I couldn't remember much of it apart from mistaking a telephone pylon for the Eiffel Tower (the shame).  I loved it this time though, I loved seeing where everything was and being up above the city.  Plus the Pods are really big, so I didn't get claustrophobic.

We had a look in one of the souvenir shops along the front, and I had a pretty embarrassing moment when suggesting a gift, due to my general giddiness/excitement/stupidity I just started picking everything up, and going 'what about this?'  Which probably wasn't too funny until I picked up a condom with 'London' written on it and loudly asked if it would be a good present, and holding it up for a good few seconds before realising what it was, and probably going the same colour as a Beefeater's coat. 

Before heading home, we HAD to have a go in the arcade by the London Eye.  Who can resist a good arcade?  They're definitely one of the funnest activities no matter where you are.  I challenged Andy to a dance mat contest but changed my mind cos I'd have to probably pick the easy songs, so we settled for a strange, valley shaped version of air hockey, GIANT CONNECT FOUR and multiplayer pacman.  I was pink pacman.  I was pacgirl.  I didn't win :(. 

Finally, we headed to the station, to get our sad little train home.  I would've stayed for another night, if I could have afforded it, there was still so much to do, but alas, I have no money.  Maybe one day eh?  We met Andy's friend at Euston and had a hot chocolate with her before heading back, and it was nice to meet the person who put him up for the weeks he had his job down there. 

Hopefully I can go back soon, this year at least. 

I'll write soon!
See you later, eight :)

Heather's Annual Round Up

Soo, I pretty much let my blog die this year haha.
Maybe I should make blogging a new years resolution for 2013...

Anyway, Annual New Year post is here!


                                                            2012!



Song Of The Year:  Fun.:  We Are Young




I've stopped making as many car cd's this year, as I got a wire for my Ipod (which then broke, typical), but this featured on a couple before I stopped.  My friend Hope has a talent for singing this really horribly and loudly in the car, so I don't play it so much when she's there, especially cos she makes up her own words, but this song definitely reminds me of my friends, and a lot of the tinmes we spent together this year, such as going to Formby beach with a couple of my girls with, buying loads of strawberry beers, but no bottle opener, and going glamping.  I LOVE this song.



Donna and Danielle on Formby Beach:

Me on the beach with the dragonfly friend who wouldn't leave us alone:

 

Donna, Heather, Hope and Danielle <3 :=":" p="p">

Did you fall in love? I was already in love, but I definitely fell more and more in love this year.  I think this year has solidified my relationship a lot.  The year's not been the best, and there have been a lot of down moments for me, and he's been behind me every step of the way.  I know he's had a much worse year than I have, and I hope he knows how much he means to me, and that I'm with him through everything life throws at him.

Did you become an aunt or an uncle? No, but I did realised (belatedly) that I'll never be a blood auntie being an only child and all, and that when my friends have babies I'm never gonna leave them alone!

Did you have a baby? No

Did you get engaged? No

Did you get married? No

Did someone close to you die? not too close to me, but it's been a big feature of the year.  As much as I doubt many people will read this, I'm not going to talk about it because it's not really my place.

How many funerals did you go to?  One.

How many weddings? None, but my cousin's getting married on January the Twelfth and I can't wait!

Did you turn 21? No, I turned 22, but a few of my friends did.  I loved dancing to Paloma Faith in Vicki's garden with her Mum and Pat from down the road, and seeing all the 'little kids' who we used to look after playing out when we were younger all grown up!  And Caroline turned 21 in style throwing up in Igloo at 12:05 to the DJ announcing her Birthday.

Me and Vicki on her 21st.

Carver, Jess and Me 'downing' cocktails in Revolution.

Jess and me pulling our pulling faces.

Rach, Me, Caroline, Kyra and Derry in Woody's on Caroline's 21st.

Did you turn 30? Nope, only 22!

Did you have a car accident? No, nothing major, nothing minor!


Taylor Swift released another album this year called 'Red' and I reckon out of all of them, it's only my 3rd favourite, but I really, really loved Fearless and Speak Now, so that's not necessarily a bad thing.  This song though, is off her newest album, and I love it.  I reckon I'd put it on a list of my all time favourite songs.  I love it so much, that when I first got the album, I didn't listen to half of it for a week because I just kept repeating this song over and over.  It plays like a movie in my head, and I've took some inspiration from it for a book I'm writing (procrastinating) at the minute.







How many jobs did you have throughout the year? Just spent Christmas number six in the shop, but I have an interview (yay!)  for a PGCE this year, so fingers are crossed and prayers are being said!

Did you get a new pet? Yeah.  Sadly this year my brother for another mother Ozzy died, and I was devastated.  Still am really.  He was so ill, and we had to have him put to sleep just before I went away in July.  We got another little border in October called Connie, who's a nice little dog, if not a bit fiesty, but hopefully she'll settle soon.  I still miss Ozzy.

Ozzy trying to drive my car.

Connie.

Did you get cheated on? No

Did you cheat on someone? No

Did you start at a new school? No

Did you make any new friends? Yeah :)

Did you get a new car? No, still got trusty Tracey!





I love this song, and not only do I love attempting to sing it at the top of my lungs in the car when I'm alone, it also reminds me of going out and having loads of fun.  It reminds me of the time me and Jess were stood by the bar in Heebie Jeebies singing it and dancing each other.  I LOVE this song.

Did you drastically change your hairstyle? No, still exactly the same as last year.

Did you go out of the country?  Yeah, this year, I went to Kalamaki in Zante with Andy and some of his family.  I'd never met half of them before we went and was a bit nervous, especially when I nearly had to sit away from Andy on the plane (Not the best flyer), but I had such a ball.  It was so different from my 2011 holiday with the girls but I loved it so much.  The resort was so relaxing, and I could have stayed there forever.  We went for two weeks, and I haven't been away for that long in about 12 years, but it still didn't feel like long enough.  The highlight was me and Andy spending our 1 year anniversary there, and having a go of a horse drawn carraige, and the low point was being sick over the side of a boat with Spanish tourists trying to shove me out of the way so they could take a photo of a shipwreck.  That boat trip seemed to last forever, and everything made me feel sick, so I ended up plonking myself in between the engine and the boat wall and going asleep.  Andy told me I looked like a corpse.
Another low point was when Andy threw me off my lilo and my bikini bottoms descended to the bottom of the pool, but that was hillarious, and at least it wasn't in the sea.  There were so many moments of that holiday that made me laugh, but I can't write an essay about them all, but hopefully me and Andy are going back in the Summer.

Us before the 'Fly Fishing' looking entusiastic.

Us actually 'Fly Fishing.'  Second worst ten minutes of my life, after the boat.  Thought I was going to die.

The view from our room as soon as we got there.

Everyone in the bar.

That boat.

Me and Andy before I vommed.

Everyone messing round with all the lilos.  I was too sunburnt to play :(

My new hat.

Andy and me on our 1 year anniversary.

This song, is by a Greek woman called Nikki Ponte, and was playing every night in our hotel, and I got Andy to write down 'Something About Your Love' because the words kept repeating in the song, and I could use them to download it when we got home. I couldn't find the song anywhere.  I finally found it, called 'Hey You', which it says once in the song.  Seriously, listen to it and tell me it shouldn't be called 'Something About Your Love.'



Another song that reminds me of Greece, is 'More Than Words' by Extreme, as I think it played in the bar every night.  I love this song anyway, but now every time I hear it I'm right back there.




A few of us also went glamping in the Lake District, which was fab.  The Bell Tents were brilliant to stay in, but all of the families around us were walking families who went to bed at about seven and got up at five and they kept complaining about our noise levels, and we nearly got kicked off the site.  We weren't even that loud, but there were eight of us. 
We also learned that boys cannot shop, or do dishes.

In the tent on the first night, playing a game called 'Body Parts.'  Make of that what you will...

Me and Hope going for a walk in the lake.

Hope after getting stuck in the lake.

Me and Donna after walking to get coal and wood, and starting the barbeque.

Andy rescuing the barbeque three hours later.

Hope feeding a duck.

Around the campfire.

Donna and Hannah in Lake Windemere.

Donna and me drinking wine waiting for the boys to come back from the showers.  Not the best idea before a trip out.  I was druuuuuunk!

Hope found a frog.

Donna and me with our 'Camping Bracelets.'  I haven't seen mine since that day.

Did you keep your last New Year's resolution? I did!

What was the best movie you saw in theaters?  The Hunger Games.  Went to the pictures a lot this year.

What was the best book you read? ILOVED The Hunger Games series.  I bought all three Fifty Shades of Grey books, but haven't even finished the first, months later.

What was your greatest accomplishment?  Erm...getting an interview for my PGCE.


I know I already have a Taylor Swift song up here, but as you might have guessed, I love The Hunger Games, and this song was perfect for the soundtrack along with Eyes Open.  I wish I'd written it.




What was the best cd released this year? One of my New Years Resolutions this year was to read/watch/listen to something new every week, and I've done pretty well.  I've taken to buying physical cd's this year, and I got some for Christmas. The ones I can remember off the top of my head are:

Emeli Sande:  Our Version Of Events
David Garrett:  Encore
Jason Mraz:  We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things
The Killers:  Battle Born
Taylor Swift:  Red
P!nk: The Truth About Love
Fun.:  Some Nights
Mcfly:  Memory Lane
The Lumineers: The Lumineers
Of Monsters And Men:  My Head Is An Animal
Oasis:  Live Forever

Out of these, the one I've listened to most is P!nk's 'The Truth About Love', so I'd say that was my favourite album of the year.

Did you get a new tattoo? No

A new piercing? Not as such, but on holiday Andy's auntie's sister Mel managed to reopen my ear piercings, so I've been rocking danglies ever since.

Are you still dating the same person you dated at the start of the year? I am indeed :)


The Lasts of the Past

How old were you on your last birthday? I was 22.


Who was your last kiss? Andy. 

Who was the last person to tell you "I love you"? Andy.

Who was the last person you spoke to in person? My Mum.

Who was your last missed call? My Dad!

Who was your last phone call to? Andy.

What was the last movie you watched? Shrek on Christmas Eve.

The last song you heard? Transylvania by Mcfly.



The last book you read?  I'm currently reading both 'The Hobbit' and 'Cheryl Cole, My Story.'

The last place you went? Big Bowl, same as last year, ha.

The last time you cut your hair? A couple of months back, it needs doing badly.

The color of the last shirt your wore? I have a leopard print onesie on at the mo.

The last person you hugged? Andy.

The last thing you bought?  A Five Year Diary

The last time you went to the doctor? A few months ago.

The last time you went swimming? When I was in Greece.

The last game you played? Ring Of Fire, probably.

The last person's house you went to? Andy's.

The last un-related guy you hung out with? Andy.

The last un-related girl you hung out with? Hope, Jess and Donna yesterday.

The last family member you hung out with? My Mum and my Dad.

The last movie you saw in theaters? Ted, I think.

The last time you went to Walmart? Never, but I go to Asda all the time!

The last time you went to Burger King? I don't think I've been all year!

The last time you went on vacation? Zante, in July/August, spent the night in The Hard Days Night Hotel this month though if that counts.


The last restaurant you went to? Big Bowl!

The last thing you ate? A chippy.  I haven't had normal food in about a week.

The last thing you drank? Coke.

I'll round this up with my favourite song of the Christmas period, or the two of them.  One of them is Labrinth and Emeli Sande:  'Beneath Your Beautiful' and is one of the only songs me and Andri agree is brilliant.  I love it.



The second, is my all time favourite Christmas song, The Pogues and Kirsty McColl 'Fairytale of New York'.  Everyone went out on the 20th for Christmas, and this played so many times and never got old.  It never will.  It even played in the cab on the way home.



Actually, while I'm on that note, I'm going to include another.  The Christmas number one this year, is a charity single with proceeds going towards the Hillsborough Disaster court case.  As my Dad was there that day, and got out, thank God, I'm made up that the country's gotten behind this, and that finally, the real version of events has been accepted.  And I hope justice is served.  This song was played at the the end of our Christmas night out, and it really warmed my heart to see everybody in the club taking notice and singing along, as cheesey as that sounds.









Once again, I'm gonna fill this in, if I can, after New Year, because it's not quite time yet, so ALL of these answers are last years for now.



The Firsts of the New Year...Fresh in my mind because this year, I'm doing this the DAY AFTER new years eve. Otherwise known as New Year's Day. Happy 2012!
Who was the first person you kissed? As in Happy New Year kisses? Andy
Who was the first person you told "I love you" to? Andy, I think.
Who was the first person you spoke to? Again, Andy haha.
Who was your first phone call to/from? My mother!
Where was the first place you went? Home!
What was the first thing you bought? A McDonalds.
Who was the first person to wish you "Happy New Year!"? Errrm, Andy.
What was the first thing you ate? Chicken Nugget
The first thing you drank? Archers and Coke
What color was the first shirt you wore? A dress, I brought a different one to sleep in because I'm a diva like that.
What were the first shoes you wore? Black heels.
What was the first electronic Car radio?
What was the first movie you watched? None, as of yet.
What was the first song you heard? I honestly have no idea. (Snap!)
Who was the first girl you hung out with? Whoever was at the party
Who was the first guy? Whoever was at the party
The first relative? My Mum
What was the first thing you did when it became the new year? Said 'Happy New Year'
What the Future Year Has In Store
What are you most looking forward to in the New Year? I'm not too sure but have high hopes!
Are you getting married this year? No
Are you expecting a child? No
Will you be getting a new job? Hopefully
Will you be starting a new school? Hopefully
Will you be moving to a new place? Doubt it
Will you get your driver's license this year? Nope
Will you turn 18? Nope
Will you turn 21? No
Will you turn 25? No
Will you turn 30? No
Will you turn 40? No
Are you going on a vacation this year? I hope I go at least somewhere.
What movie are you most looking forward to coming out this year? Errrm, I dunno!
What book? Er, dunno
What music albumn? No idea.
Do you expect to find love this year? I don't expect to, no. It'd be nice though. (Sorry, but :D)...this year, no haha.
Did you make a New Year's resolution? Lose a bit more weight, get somewhere career wise, and become more organised.
Have you kept it so far? No!
Will you be going to a wedding this year? Yeah!
Will you get a new car? No
Will you buy a house this year? No
Do you expect to be with the same person at the end of the year? Yes.
Are you starting the year off single? No
What do you most want to happen this year? Have loads of good times
What are you most excited about this year? Erm, Summer!