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Wednesday, 24 December 2014

Happy Christmas Eve!


Dear diary, 

I love this time of year. The excitement of Christmas. I love being with family, and getting all excited for what tomorrow will bring. The excitement of spending the day with loved ones, watching crap on the tv in your pyjamas. I love the feeling of giving someone a present you know they will just love, watching their face as they open it. I love little family traditions, like how my brothers and I stay up late and clean the house on Christmas eve as a kind of present for Mum, or how we always have to eat breakfast together before opening any presents.

This time of year always makes me so thankful to have the family I do have. It's not about presents or food, it's about being thankful for the incredible family God has given me, the incredible life he's given me. I'm thankful for Jesus, and I'm thankful he came to save me.

Tuesday, 23 December 2014

Ginger Ninja


 
Dear diary,

I would just like to let you know that I dyed the ends of my hair ginger. I love it. It looks like fire. That is all.

Lav xx

Monday, 22 December 2014

Square Eyes!


Dear diary,

This weekend has been so quiet! Everyone has left for Christmas, and because I was volunteering at church I stayed for a few extra days before going home. I'm now in a massive house all by myself. I basically didn't see or speak to another human from 2pm on Saturday, to 2pm on Sunday when I left the house to go to church! I spent the time watching chick flicks.

'How many chick flicks' did you say? I'll tell you! 4. Yep. I watched 4, as well as Gavin and Stacey which I watched in the morning. Let no one say I don't love a good chick flick.


Oh and at the moment I am watching Bride Wars. Before this was How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days. A fun evening filled with Kate Hudson, myself, tea, chocolate, face mask and blankets.

I think I have a chick flick problem.

So glad to be going home for Christmas tomorrow! I'm going to go mad otherwise!

Lav xx

Sunday, 14 December 2014

One Year.

Dear Jon, 

The last 12 months have been amazing. Thank you for always being there to talk to. Thank you for never judging me. Thank you for always supporting me. Thank you for arguing with me. Thank you for letting me rant at you. Thank you for always showing me how you love me.

Thank you for the laughter.

All my love, 

Lavinia xx

Tuesday, 2 December 2014

The Cutest 8 Year Old There Ever Was


Dear diary,

Today I realised how much I miss this little one. Living away from family is always tough. I was on the phone to him, and asked him who he thought it was ringing him. He said, "ummm, dunno!" I replied, "It's your absolute favourite sister in the whole wide world" Then he said, "I only know one person who that could be, but she lives really far away, like in another dimension!!"

He is just the cutest 8 year old, and I never want him to grow up! 

Lav xx

Tuesday, 18 November 2014

Why Do Trains Hate Me So?

Argh. Trains.
I always get very panicky about trains. Something always seems to go wrong. do you remember this post when I felt like I conquered my fear of getting on trains and  did something very grown up?

Well I think I used up all my 'train luck' on that one return journey, because in the last two weeks I have...

1, Gotten on the wrong train, and almost ended up in London (hour and a half from where I was meant to be)

2, Got squashed into not the nicest smelling man, if you catch my drift

3, A child said to his Dad, "Daddy, I don't like that lady" after I smiled at him

4, Got on the wrong train again, this time however I realised just before it set off to the other end of the country

5, Had another mini panic attack when I saw the sign for somewhere that wasn't where the train was supposed to stop, thinking I'd got on the wrong train again but then realised it wasn't stopping at that stop.

I am still alive though.. So that's something!


Monday, 10 November 2014

Busy, Busy, Busy!

Yo! Just checking in...

The last few weeks have been hectic.

Getting back into uni life was difficult at first, getting into having to get up in the mornings, eating food at particular times, writing essays and having people around you all. the. time. (teheeee introverts for the win!) The first paper, especially, was super hard. It was so long! I stayed up late, for a few days and ended up having an all nighter the last night to get it all done, and stayed up till 6, and so in the space of 4 days I ended up having about 17 hours sleep. For someone who needs at least 8 hours a night to function properly, not cool!

I have no idea though how I did write it.. I was so delirious during the all nighter. Giggling at anything and drinking lotsa coffee. The only way to be a student!

 I now have two weeks to write another two papers. 3, 2, 1: Let's do dissssssss!

Tuesday, 28 October 2014

Happy 8th Birthday Isaac!

Today is Isaac's 8th birthday. He has been excited for this day since the beginning of August, and have made us aware of this from his very well done birthday wishlist. I decided to write out what his list was. He actually wrote this all down.

Said list reads...


  • the new skait please!!! for ter xbox 360
  • new ctare
  • new book
  • a new breakfast boall
  • brand new breakfast
  • textier
  • minecraft cake!!!!!!!!!!!
  • new ds geme
  • a packet of loom bands


Said list is actually supposed to read
  • The new skate please!!! For the xbox 360
  • New guitar
  • New book
  • A new breakfast bowl
  • Brand new breakfast
  • Texter.
  • Minecraft cake!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • New DS game
  • A packet of loom bands.


Best. Birthday. Wishlist. Everrrrrrrrr!

Sunday, 26 October 2014

4 things volunteering has taught me

I have just got back from volunteering at a Christian youth event. I was on the welcome desk primarily, welcoming, but did lots of other things too. It was amazing, so amazing, but after sleeping on a church floor, early mornings, late nights, no showers, and being on-the-go for 14 hours a day; I am so exhausted mentally and physically. But I would do it all again if I could. Why? Because I learnt so much. Here is my list of things that volunteering this weekend taught me.

1, It's amazing to be part of someone's journey.
When I was selling t-shirts a girl who was buying a tee, probably around 12 years old, was super excited telling me that she had experienced God in a totally different way to how she had before, and she felt so different worshiping and she could freely. It was so incredible to have been a part of the team that could enable this to happen.

2, When you think you can't do any more, you can.
Each morning I was so tired, but as I was one of the first people the young people would see on the way in, I had to be all smiles and hi5's. There were so many times when I thought, "I'm so tired, I can't do this anymore" and I'd sit down. That was until another youth group would walk through the door, and out of no where I'd jump back up, enthusiastically waving and exclaim, "WELCOME, IT'S GREAT TO SEE YA!" 

3, Being part of organising an event that people have amazing times on, is exhilarating 
When someone came in the door this morning, and said "owhhhh, it should be longer, I don't wanna go home, I'm having so much fun, I wanna stay here", you know it's all been worth it. Other people's happiness is what it's all about.

4, God will use you
I have always been uncomfortable about praying for people. I just feel like I mumble some awkward things, and then some more awkward things. So you could imagine how I felt when I was in my comfort zone selling t-shirts, and someone came up to me and said, "They need more people to go into the main meeting and pray for people" when I said "so.... can't you do it?!" to which he replied, "no, because they need more girls."

Crap.

Because you have to pray for your own sex (safeguarding, guys! It's important) I had to. I really didn't want to but I knew I was needed and so bit the bullet, and off I went. 
I prayed for five different people and each time the prayer flowed out of me. Some of the things I said were so profound, and I know that was definitely God. He literally changed my words to tell these girls what he wanted to say to them, and I know this because there is no way I would have thought of it on my own! 

5, You're doing God's will
Philippians 4:2 says "Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others." And this is definitely what I felt like I was doing this weekend. I'm not saying this in vain, because some of the stories I heard about people from the weekend made it worth it. It just showed me when you sew into others, like fully and selflessly, you see fruit for the Lord.

So wrapping it up, I had an amazing time, but I have just had the longest shower everrrr, and now I'm going to snuggle up with tea and catch up on blog reading! Perfect.

Wednesday, 8 October 2014

Dear Autumn

Dear Autumn,

I'm excited to see you! 

I love the colours you bring with you, the oranges and the reds, the burgundys and the maroons. I love going on walks with you. The crisp cold air hitting my face, while my hands are buried deep in my pockets. I love wearing boots with thick woolly socks, crunching leaves beneath my feet. I love cosy nights in, by candlelight. Snuggling under blankets, and film nights with friends. I love the fireworks you bring, and holding sparklers with gloved hands.

Thank you for your beautiful sunsets, I'll look forward to seeing them more and more as they come earlier.

Summer was beautiful, but I'm ready for your arrival.

Lots of love xx

Sunday, 28 September 2014

Backwards and Forwards: Bubba and uni!

I remember when I said I was going to do a 'backwards and forwards' every week. Pahhhhh! Life got in the way of that one. It's nice doing them sometimes though!

Anywayyy. Here goes...

Backwards:
I met one of my bestie's (Amy) little girl on Tuesday. She was born 4 weeks early, and so was a teeny tiny 4 pound 12. She was just over 2 weeks when I visited, and was about 5 pounds! She was so adorably teeeeeeeny, and I squiged her for at least 2 hours whilst Amy and I were catching up! Eeek! It's so weird to think that we went to school together! We became besties at the age of 14 and now she's a Mumma at 21, and living with her fiance. So grown up. And I can barely keep my room tidy!

The three pictures in this post are that of Amy and I. I couldn't pick a fave. These sum up our relationship perfectly though! The first is a snow day, whilst we were completing our GCSE's in 2010, aged 16. The second photo was taken at Thorpe Park in April 2013, and the last picture was taken in 2012 after bowling, when we realised she could fit into my jumper with me! Notice my hair is a completely different colour in each picture! Haha! I can never make up my mind!

Forwards:
I'm back at uni! Woop! So good to be back! Ready to, ahem, take on my second year. Come at me bro! I'm saying all this, but I probably won't wanna get out of bed tomorrow morning! Haha! I feel so under prepared! My oh my it's good to be back though!

Thursday, 25 September 2014

5 reasons I love to take selfies!








Ok,  so before you get annoyed at me, I don't mean like all the time, annoying selfies that alwayyyyyys come up on your instagram feed, they annoy me too! I mean once in a while, every now and then 'HeyyyyEverybadyyyyThisIsWhatI'mDoingRightNow' selfies.

1, I'm gunna get this one out of the way, because you're expecting it.. Self love. It's real, guys. Selfies show a little bitta self love. They show security in one's self. It's so sad when I go to take a picture of someone (usually when I want to capture a moment, or a relationship between people) and someone goes, "No, I don't want a picture." And they proceed to hide their face behind various objects. Because I see it as a sign of insecurity. People are so scared to have a picture that makes them look 'ugly', and I find that sad!

2, Using selfies to remember where you are. Up on a mountain? Selfie. Quiet pamper night in? Selfie. Going out with friends? Selfie. It's good to take these pictures as reminders of that time. You might not get to take any pictures when you're out, or of the beautiful view on that hill, but you've got the selfie to remind you of the time, of how happy you were in that moment.

3, You can have fun with it! Life sometimes can be a bit of a downer. Have a bitta fun! It's always a good laugh to do an ugly selfie. Especially when you steal someone's iPhone, and do it on there. That, ladies and gents, is my specialty! 

4, I love to use selfies to show how much I have changed. The above pictures, for instance, are a mixture of different stages - especially with my everchanging hair colour!! They are all selfies, but it's nice to look back on the different hair colours, showing how much I've changed.

5, And last but not least, selfies don't have to be all about number one. Grab yourself a partner and do selfwes! These are the best. You can have so much fun with these, and have an almost tangible way of keeping these memories.

Monday, 22 September 2014

Growing up!

Growing up I was always a bit of a scardey cat of anything to do with being out of my comfort zone. The way I dealt with it was shutting down and convincing myself that it wasn't what I had wanted to do anyway.  If I had to ever ask a stranger for anything whether that be directions, for more milk in my tea, or whatever, I would always ask whoever was with me to do it for me (hi5 Kel, you're the bestest bestie ever), and if they wouldn't or I was on my own, I just wouldn't do it. As I've grown up, the talking to people thing has gotten a lot better, but there's something that still scares the do-lalleys out of me....

Public transport.

With a friend, it's great. On my own? Nuh-ah. Not even from town back home. I'd rather walk for 2 hours than get a half hour bus. And that's just a bus. It's the panic of doing it by myself, depending on myself. And I'm a lot worse when it comes to trains than I am with buses, because you tend to go further around the country, meaning there's more that can go wrong, and if it does you're stuck by yourself, miles away from anyone who can help (Mumma!). 

But yesterday I was chucked, and I use this word because there's no way I would have done it voluntarily, out of my comfort zone and I've had to travel across the country ON MY OWN. WAAAAAH! It was a friend's wedding. 3 hours away, with a changeover in the middle, and I had to make my own way to the venue in this foreign city. I was so nervous I couldn't eat, or read my book properly. I just sat there staring into space for 2 and a half hours. 

When I was about 20 minutes away from the last stop, I decided to listen to music to try and calm my nerves, and Jimmy Needham's version of 'Great is thy faithfulness' came on. It made me realise that God is faithful. He was with me the whole way. I really felt like he was with me in this. And apart from the slight hitch when google maps made my phone crash after getting off the train. (Grrr) I did it. And during this, I realised that I, with God's help am capable to do scary things without the assistance of another human. I can do it.

I don't say this very much, but I am so proud of myself and what I overcame yesterday, considering I was on the phone to Jon crying about it on Wednesday because I was panicking so much!

I'm growing up! 

Wednesday, 17 September 2014

Opticians are magic.

The opticians is funny, isn't it? I always feel it's a little like magic when I go. They get me to put my head in this little machine, and then they shine lights in my eyes (which means I can't see anything for at least a minute! You're supposed to help me see, Mr Optician Man, not blind me!) and they get me to tell them when the little black dot is more blurry, and from that they make glasses with special glass that when I look into, I can read things and not get headaches. Magic. They also make me go downstairs and put my face in another machine thing and give me a buzzer thing and tell me to press the buzzer every time I see a squiggly line. It's very stressful and I have no idea what I'm doing. It's still magic though.
I went yesterday, and he told me to get my old glasses, and then he examined them and from that knew what strength they were and if they were designed for short or long sighted-ness. How did he know that? Magic. 


P.s, I got new glasses. I can see with these. It's brilliant. It's magic.

Tuesday, 9 September 2014

Sleeping plaster


Dear diary,

Because my nose is still healing from the piercing (it takes 4-6 months), and I have been known to pull it out in the middle of the night, I sleep (really attractively) with a plaster on my nose to protect it. 

Well, this morning, I woke with the plaster not on my nose. It was wrapped perfectly around my thumb. I'll just let you process that.....

Yeah. On my thumb. Say what?! I mean, I talk, sing and put on hoodies in my sleep, but this is just getting out of hand! ;)

xx


Saturday, 6 September 2014

Awkward conversations


Dear diary,

The 7 year old pictured, picked up a tampon, and said, "What is this? Mum has loads of them", to which I hastily garbled something to do with nosebleeds.

What on earth was I supposed to do?!

Thursday, 4 September 2014

Wrap battle






Over the summer, I have been looking after my two younger brothers as Mum is still working. It's been so much fun, and I've tried to do a different activity with them everyday (thanks Pinterest!) to keep them engaged, learning but most importantly, to stop them playing on Minecraft! 
One particular day, we decided to have a wrap battle! They made soft tortilla wraps from scratch, recipe here, and it got very messy and floury! It was a lot of fun though, and then we ate the wraps for dinner.

It was fun to see them working it all out together, and bonding over it, although the following conversation did happen:
Zac pointed to Oscar's wrap saying, "Wow, look at Oscar's, it's perfect!"
Me, "Ah, well done Zac being nice about Oscar's ones!"
Zac, "No, I'm not trying to be nice, but it is perfect!"

We also got Mum to decide which one was the best, and she decided that Zac's looked better, although Oscar's tasted better, so the winner of the wrap battle was Oscar.

Tuesday, 2 September 2014

Here we go


Dear diary,

Here is my breakfast. It's porridge with blueberries and raspberries, and honey. And I had coffee in my french mug, oh la la. It was good.
At the moment, I'm trying to get some uni work done, so I can make it a little easier for when I get back, but I just can't get into the swing of things. My brain knows I'm still on holiday, and so it needs to flick through instagram and twitter a million times after writing just one sentence. Blaaaah. I've still got 4 weeks, but I need to get through a book and write it all up. Ok. I'm gunna do it. Here we go.

xx

Saturday, 30 August 2014

Awkward package...


Dear diary,

Sometimes I think I'm hilarious. Sometimes it gets awkward. 

For my little brother's birthday, I got him a case for a tablet, as I knew Mum was getting him a tablet. I thought it would be propper funny if I get it delivered to the house under the name "Oskybosk Wienerface" (His name's Oscar). I thought it would be super funny. It wasn't. 

Firstly, I had to sign for the package, as I was the only one in the house over 18. Then we realised the case didn't fit his tablet, and so we had to return it. 

Yeah. 

But this package, unlike normal ones, didn't come with the 'return to us sheet of paper thing'. I had to ring a lady and tell her I wanted to return it so she could get a courier to pick it up. 
For security reasons, she asked me what my surname was. I said 'Wienerface'. She laughed, then stifled it.
I had to also tell the courier what my surname was. I said 'Weinerface'. He looked at me like I was a wierdo. 

Nice one Lav, nice one indeed.

Monday, 18 August 2014

Nails, nails, nails.

Dear diary,

This is an entry to say that I love painting my nails. I love to do little pattern typed things on them, and I love simple nail art that looks more complicated than it was to do. the next three pictures are me talking about that. Enjoy.


The first 'design', (if I can even call it that) is just a white base, and the top coat is a polish from Maybelline, the colour is called 'Alley Attitude'. It's so coooooooool!



This next design was done by first painting my nails silver, then I popped on some nail art tape in different directions, then painted over the top in a pastel blue colour. This one was the most time consuming, but is definitely my fave!


This last design really isn't a design, but I painted each hand a different colour (pink on the left and coral on the right), then I painted the feet the same colours on the other foot (pink in the right, and coral in the left). It's so simple, but I definitely think it's underrated.

Nail art can be quirky and cute without being too complicated :D

xx

Saturday, 16 August 2014

Unhealthy fruit


When you have white chocolate you wanna get rid of, what do you do? Get milk chocolate off your little brother, dark chocolate off your mother, melt it and stick watermelon and strawberries in it.



Then when you take pictures of it, it's always good to have a photobombing hand, courtesy of the milk chocolate provider.

xx

Wednesday, 13 August 2014

The O man's 12th birthday


Oscar's birthday started off with him waking me up to make him pancakes. I love pancakes, and my favourite thing to do is make them, not really sure why! We had lemon and sugar, and blueberries and banana, and blueberries and honey, which is my fave!



Happy birthday Oscar, you're twelve and almost as tall as me!

Sunday, 10 August 2014

I love charity shops!


Dear diary, 

I visited Birmingham last week, to meet up with Uni friends, and as well as watching a musical, by 60 odd 11 year olds about a nuclear war. We were definitely the only people there who weren't local primary school students, and/or parents. It was hilarious, and as we're all performing arts students: perfectly normal!

We also did some shopping, which entailed visiting primark (of course), new look and pizza hut. We also went into a few charity shops. I love charity shops because you can get some bargains (hello!), and the money goes straight to charity, making other people's lives better. Win win!

I got two things, both which I'm super duper pleased with. Especially because they were both under £4! Woooop!





xx

Thursday, 7 August 2014

I have pink hair.



Dear diary, 

Something I have wanted to do since I was about 15, but I've always been a wuss, is dye my hair pink. In case I haven't mentioned it before (yeah right!) I love pink. Everything pink. Because of this, dyeing my hair pink has always been something I'd do in the future, but not just yet because of - insert excuse here → . I'd experimented with bright colours having stripes and ombré of different colours, but not before the whole head.


But. After stalking the beautiful Zoe from ZoeLondon, (because her hair is gorgeous) on twitter, I saw a picture with the caption "Life's too short to worry about strands on the top of your head. Make them special, be unique. Be who you want to be." SO I took the plunge. I did it. It's perfect and I love it.


I can now mark off number 11 on my bucket list!

xx

Monday, 4 August 2014

Who says Mondays have to be crap?!


Lots of people don't like Mondays. I do. I like them. Today's Monday was especially as good because of the following bullet points.
  • The boyf was round and we played trivial pursuit and had lots of laughs
  • I straightened my hair after at least 6 months. It's so silky and soft! 
  • I got my birthday presents from Jon for yesterday.. including lots of tea, a cd, a mug, earphones and TICKETS TO SEE MIRANDA IN OCTOBER. I'm so super excited! 
  • We had pancakes for breakfast, and put lots of different toppings on them, including kiwi, banana, cinnamon, sugar and peanut butter. Oscar decided to put syrup into the pancake mixture so we could have syrup pancakes. It didn't work, it just made them sticky! It was fun to experiment though!
  • The day ended with a massive spider crawling down my bed and then I couldn't sleep in case it crawled on my face. Instead, I went in YouTube and watched ALLLL THE VIDEOSSSS. Brilliant.
Mondays are awesome! You just need to look for it!

Sunday, 3 August 2014

I'm 20!


Good morning!! Today it is my birthday, and I am the ripe old age of 20. No longer a teen, my oh my. I'm going to have to get a mortgage and a landline, because that's what all adults have.

I'm excited for a day filled with laughter and pizza!

xx

Friday, 1 August 2014

7 favourite things about today!


  1. Seeing Saffron for the first time after her living in Uganda for the past year.
  2. Getting a new guitar! I've needed a electro-acoustic guitar for a while now, and I got a bargain on eBay. It's black and I love it so much!
  3. Going last minute holiday shopping and I got two maxi dresses, and a pair of wide leg/loose fit printed trousers - which I've wanted for agessss.
  4. A drink with Saff, Kel and Chlo (above).
  5. Large fries from McDonalds after our drink. I also ate the leftover of Kel's chicken nuggets, but as a vegetarian I could obviously only eat the outside ;) 
  6. Having honey in the cupboard, so I could have porridge with honey for breakfast this morning
  7. Green tea with pomegranate and cranberry. It tasted a little like calpol, but I loved it!

Tuesday, 29 July 2014

I hate cats.



Dear diary,

This is a sad post. Kind of.

I hate cats. I always have. A fear started in me by my evil cat, Daisy, who would pounce on your feet for no reason whatsoever and scratch/bite them. Or she would allow you to stroke her and be purring, until she decides that she no longer likes you, and then attack you.

She is a nasty one, and a prime example of this is the fact that this afternoon she killed a mummy mouse, and injured and baby one. While the baby one was stumbling round with its right leg trailing behind, she was sunbathing and watching on her back, legs up in the air. Evil. The boys decided to bury the mummy one, which we named Lesley (grave above), and we put the baby one in a tank in a bid to save him. We named him Jazz. Well, I named him Jazz. Mum wanted to name him Stuart, because of Stuart Little (now, if that's not a prime example of plagiarism, I don't know what is!!) and Elliot wanted to name him Fred. I told them it must be a unisex name, because we're only guessing he's a boy, but they're having none of it! 



Update on Jazz, it has been 3 days, and he is doing very well. He's using his back leg! We thought he might died from the shock, but he is a trouper and the cutest little thing! I've missed having a little mouse/gerbil type animal to stare lovingly at. I had two sets of gerbils growing up, and I loved it.

Hopefully he'll be ok.

xx

Sunday, 20 July 2014

Sis-in-law's graduation


Last Friday (July18th) was my sister in law's graduation, so myself, motherdear and the three younger brothers we got up at 6am, hopped in the car, and traveled 4 hours (stopping obviously for the mandatory McDonald's breakfast break) to the beautiful country of Wales, to celebrate with her, her family and the big brother.

We got to see her wear a funny hat and shake a random woman's hand. It was also a lot of fun looking at the other graduates names in the booklet. Some of them were very Welsh and so had many consonants in them. Brilliant.
It was a fun day, and obviously I took many photo's of the day....




After the ceremony, we went to a beautiful park for a picnic, and then we had a walk round a lake. The boys played a little, and the older brother told the younger ones he'd pay them £5 if they could catch a pigeon. It gave us peace and quiet for at least an hour! (He knew they wouldn't be able to, but it was fun watching them try!)










Well done Dr Hannah! xx