My Favourite YouTubers

Heya! I'm going to give you a list of my all time favourite ever YouTubers today. It might be a bit long because it's like asking me to choose a favourite child... Nearly impossible! So without further ado, here are my top 10 YouTubers. Enjoy!

10. The Janoskians

(from left) Daniel, Luke, James, Beau, Jai

People have different opinions on the Janoskians. My sister, for one, thinks that they are rude wannabees that trend awful things on Twitter. I can see how some of the stuff that they do can be classed as rude however, I think that they are down to earth, nice guys that happen to make hilarious videos. Plus they're Australian. What more could you want?!

9. Troye Sivan

Another Aussie here! I didn't know about Troye up until recently when I watched him in a collaboration with another YouTuber. I then checked his channel out and god I'm glad I did. He's the funniest guy and he just hit 1 million subscribers. I didn't actually know he was Australian until he mentioned it cause he sounds really English. Check him out!

8. Marcus Butler

Look at that face... The first of many British YouTubers on this list. Marcus Butler is a funny guy with a weird accent and his videos are about anything and everything. He has an 'Ask Marcus Monday' as well as uploading a random video every week too. His videos always make me laugh and he looks weirdly good as a girl...

7. Sprinkle of Glitter

Sprinkle of Glitter (also know as Louise) is yet another British YouTuber. She focuses on fashion and beauty and she is literally the funniest person ever. One of my favourite videos of hers is when she's talking about times that she pooed her pants. It sounds disgusting but I was on the floor in laughter for about a day. She also has a beautiful baby girl called Darcy who is sometimes on her channel and who is totally adorable!

6. Tyler Oakley 

Tyler Oakley is an American YouTuber who is nearly at the 3 million subscribers mark. He has an unhealthy obsession with One Direction and he has the best accent in the world. He is very famous and he actually got to interview 1D twice! What I think is cute is the fact that he and Troye are best buddies. They call themselves Troyler. I ship it.

5. Banana Jamana

BananaJamana is another American YouTuber who is AMAZING at art. Most of her videos are of her painting or drawing and every single thing she does looks so good. She's painted YouTubers like Danisnotonfire and amazingphil and they're so realistic. She has this habit of speaking really fast in her videos and I think she's the nicest, prettiest person ever.

4. JacksGap

(from left) Finn, Jack

JacksGap, JacksGap, 5 minutes of your life that you won't get back! That's their little jingle. Jack and Finn Harries, A.K.A JacksGap. Jack and Finn are identical twins from England and they have 3 million subscribers. Not only are they really cute, but they can penny board too.. If you're wondering what that is, it's basically skateboarding. Their channel is always full of laughs and entertainment.

3. ThatcherJoe

It's a British invasion! ThatcherJoe, or Joe Sugg, is one of those guys who has it all. He hit 1 million subscribers this year and he really deserved it. One of my favourite videos of his is his 'Lyrical Phone Prank' video where he phones his friends and can only recite the lyrics to a song whilst talking to them. It's so funny and I really think you should check it out.

2. PointlessBlog

Alfie Deyes. What to say. Alfie is my favourite male YouTuber because he's so entertaining and he's really sweet. His videos are never the same and there's always something for me to watch that cheers me up. He is at 1.5 million subscribers right now but I think that he's gonna get to 2 mil pretty soon. My favourite video of his is the 'Embarrassing phone calls' video where he has to phone his friends and say embarassing things to them.

1. Zoella

Zoe Sugg. The prettiest, nicest, luckiest girl ever. Why lucky?? ThatcherJoe is her brother and she is in a relationship with PointlessBlog. She's also best friends with Sprinkle of Glitter. Her channel is mainly about beauty and fashion but she does lots of videos where she messes about too. Her bedroom is the nicest room that I've ever seen and I'm jealous of it.

Right that's all for today but I missed out some other YouTubers so I might make a list of YouTubers to watch in the future! Byee x

Classic Christmas Ads

It's that time of year where the TV is overtaken by sleigh bells ringing, snow falling, lights twinkling and some pretty big deals all in time for christmas. I have to admit that I wait around for those special christmas ads that always make me smile and that get me in the christmassy mood. And here they are - My Top 5 Christmas Ads of 2013!

5.  Morrisons

 

Morrisons is a grocery store in the UK and it is known to be slightly more expensive than other chain supermarkets such as Sainsbury's or Tesco's. This years Xmas advert from them is one of my favourites from them for a while and it features a gingerbread man seranading the popular english presenters - Ant and Dec. He sings one of my favourite songs from the Disney film 'Beauty and the Beast' - Be Our Guest whilst dancing on a table full of delicious looking food. It's the cutest thing ever and it makes me feel so christmassy!

4.  M&S

Marks and Spencers (M&S) are a big chain shop in the UK that sell pretty much everything. They're quite expensive but they sell some great clothes and some of my favourite foods (Percy Pigs). They've based this ad on the story, Alice in Wonderland, but the so called 'Alice' is wearing a lot less clothes and the 'Mad Hatter' has to be one of the hottest guys I've seen for a while. They also got Helena Bonham Carter to be in it which is why it's number 4 for me. She is such a good actor and she's really pretty!

3.  Boots

The Boots Christmas advert is in third place for me because I love the story and the moral of it. Boots is a general health and beauty chain store in the UK. The advert focuses on a teenage boy who goes around his neighborhood dropping off anonymous presents to people that have helped him or done something for him. He leaves the presents on their doorsteps along with a little note explaining why they get a present and what they mean to him. My favourite one is where he drops off his present for his crush and the note says "Because you're the fittest girl in Year 10".

2. John Lewis

John Lewis always do the best Christmas adverts. They're always really cute and they always have a good moral. This years advert had a budget of £7 million and it's about a bear who's sad because he always misses Christmas as he's hibernating but then he meets a hare who gives him an alarm clock which wakes him up in time for him to see the Christmas tree. Lily Allen did a cover of Keanes 'Somewhere Only We Know' for the advert which went straight to  number one in the charts. It's such a good song and the whole advert is just so cute. You HAVE to watch it!

1.  Coca-Cola

What kind of person would I be if I didn't put the Coca-Cola advert in first place? This is the one advert that I look out for every winter because It's not Christmas until you've seen the Coke advert. I don't know why but it has always been and it will always be my favourite ever Christmas advert. You have to see it to understand and I can't explain it. It's just that feeling you get when you see all the Coca-Cola vans driving in a line through a snowy village. I love love love it!

It's Actually Quite Windy...

I've just spent around 10 minutes laughing because of a reporter on the TV who's reporting on the storm, and the BBC, being the dicks they are, made her stand outside to demonstrate how windy it is and... let's just say that she definitely blew the cobwebs away! A lot.

Today has been one of the worst days for weather that I've seen in quite a while. I didn't even know that anything was coming because we didn't have weather warnings or anything like that but when I walked home today, it dawned on me that it was actually quite bad.

You'd have thought that I'd have caught on to the fact that the weather was quite dangerous at lunchtime when the kids from another local school all came flooding into our sports hall saying that they'd been evacuated because the roof had blown off their school building. It was quite funny because I got into science and all my friends were saying that this school roof had blown off! And me, being stupid, thought that they meant that there had been an explosion or something and I was baffled as to why everyone just accepting and why they weren't scared. But then I realised that they meant blown in the literal sense... like blown with wind.

I find it ironic that a few weeks ago, they predicted a big storm for the UK because of the hurricane and everyone prepared for gale force winds and all but in the end, I think a twig might have fallen off the tree in my back garden. And then they didn't even predict bad weather for today and yet look what's happened... 2 men have died and there's awful flooding and bad damage everywhere. I have to say, the MET office have done a fantastic job.

People being evacuated from their homes

That's all for today!  Stay safe if you're in the UK. Byee

Why Am I Watching This?!

Yo! Have you ever tried typing something without looking? And then every so often, it comes out saying what it's actually supposed to and you feel so triumphant. But then the rest of the time, which is like 99% of the time, it looks like a small animal has walked all over the keypad. I'm really jealous of people who can touch type, my mom for instance... grrrr.

So the other day, I was flicking through the channels to see what was on and I wanted to watch E! News but that meant that I had to endure watching 5 minutes of Keeping Up With The Kardashians before it started before it started because it was 8:55. Keeping Up With The Kardashians is one of those programmes I had sworn never to watch because I had it drilled into me from a young age that it was trash TV. But in those 5 minutes of watching it, I became hooked.

It's not something that I can explain, it just happened. And it's actually really entertaining. What is wierd is that they're all super pretty. I swear every family has to have someone with some unredeeming feature but no... not the Kardashians, they're all crazy perfect in the looks department and I hate them for it. Not really, but you know what I mean. 



Like what is this?! Are they even real? Not. Fair.

 

Now that I'm addicted to it, my family are getting really annoyed with me and they're thying to stop me by saying things like "I think your IQ is pratially non existant after watching this" and "I can't look at you the same anymore". IT'S NOT THAT WIERD!! Is it so hard to accept that yes, I've conformed to society and that I'm watching the Kardashians? Get over yourselves.

I feel like I'm slightly more rounded in the world of reality TV now. Do you watch the Kardashians?
Let me know so that I don't feel as guilty :) Byee

Sleigh bells ring.... Are ya listenin'?

Apologies if I spelt sleigh wrong but I can't rember how to spell it and I can't be bothered to look it up...

So hey there! I'm starting off this post with a little grumble. Infact it's quite a big grumble. I was in town on Thursday and I might have put my coat down for a second in H&M to try something on and yes, I might have forgotten to pick it up again but my problem is that, in the 10 minutes it took me to realise that I'd left my coat in H&M, someone took it and got the hell outta there. I'm aware that this is my fault for leaving it in the store but I'm super annoyed that someone could be so horrible and disgustingly rude as to steal someone's coat. I loved that coat and thanks to them, I had to buy a new one.

Now if you live in the UK, you'll know that it's bonfire night on Tuesday which, for all you non English folks, is when we celebrate the day when this dude called Guy Fawks, who tried to blow up the houses of parliment with gun powder, was caught (I think that's right...). It's a cool day and there's lots of fireworks and hot chocolate and we roast marshmallows on the bonfire and it's just a really nice family time. Our local park always has a big firework show on the Saturday before Bonfire Night and there's always hundreds of people who go, and I always go avec ma famille.

We walked to the park, all dressed up in our coats and hats and it made me feel super Christmassy. I dunno why but I suddenly can't wait for the christmas lights and the christmas food and most of all, the snow. The Xmas lights are being switched on at Meadowhall (a massive mall) on Wednesday and Union J are turning them on!! My friend and I are rushing out of school in order to get there early!

I can't wait for Christmas and I hope you guys are having a good year so far!!! Byeeeee x

Just a funny story...

This is a really quick one. It's not about anything that I can go deep into. It's just a something that happened today that I wanna write down so I can remember it in the future because it made me laugh.

I was doing my makeup this morning and I was about to use my eyebrow pen because I have some weird bare patches on my eyebrows. Now my eyeliner pen and my eyebrow pen look exactly the same. I'm not even kidding! Look!

You can probably tell where this is going... I was tired and I decided to try be clever and to do my eyebrows without a mirror because I don't try too hard to make them look perfect.

So I took my 'eyebrow pen' and I started to colour them in. When I say colour, I mean like proper toddler crayon colouring. It wasn't long before I went really wrong and I felt myself draw nearly up into my hairline. So I used my hand to smudge it in because I thought it was eyebrow pen and it's easy to smudge. Now bear in mind that I still haven't looked in a mirror. When I finished smudging it in, I brought my hand down to see that it was covered in black. Now any normal person would've realised what they'd done by now but not me, I thought that maybe I'd smudged my eye makeup or something so I went to the bathroom to wash my hand and to look in the mirror.

And that's when I saw. I had two black eyebrows that were like a metre thick and they looked like slugs. And then I also had a long line on my forehead that was smudged in and it made me look like a badger. I'm not kidding. I wish I took a photo but it was seriously super funny. I'll take a photo if it happens again but in the meantime, I think I should make my eyeliner and eyebrow pen look slightly different so that I don't suffer from the monster eyebrows again.

Told you this was a pointless blog. Byee

SHOW ME YOUR TEETH!

Yep, it's been a while. I have no excuses. I'm sorry. Can we get over it now?

So, if you didn't guess from the weird title, this blog is about teeth. Get ready to celebrate because recently, Tuesday precisely, I got my braces off! Now this is something that I have been waiting for for about 3 years now. Yes, you heard right. 3 bloody years. There is a good reason for this, I have some seriously messed up teeth. Lets start from the beginning shall we?

Now I dunno why but when I was younger, I was born without my outer incisors. For those who don't know which teeth these are (don't be ashamed, I had to look it up on Google), they are the teeth that are right next to your two front ones. Not only was I born without any of these teeth, but my adult canines had to be cut out because they were moving up towards my head instead of down towards my mouth. Talk about loose canons! So after all that hullaballoo, I was left with two big adult front teeth and then two tiny baby canines. Now as you can probably imagine, this makes me look slightly buck toothed.

Yep, I really took a close up of my face for you.

 

But that's not all. I also had two 'supernumary' teeth. Which means that I had two teeth that weren't even meant to be there. So I had to take them out too. All this has come up to 2 operations, and 4 teeth that were pulled out. mhmm. And then I got my braces on! JOY

 

I had to keep them on for nearly 3 years and when I first got them, I was NOT HAPPY. They were super painful and I thought that I looked horrible. They didn't put my baby canines on the brace because they thought that if they did, it might make them fall out and then I wouldn't have any teeth left in their place. So now I've got them off it's all over right??

 

WRONG! I've now got to wait until after Christmas to get my baby teeth 'built up'. This means that they're gonna make my baby canines look like the adult outer incisors that they're meant to be. Hopefully I will then look like I've got normal teeth and I won't look as buck toothed! Yay! Unfortunately, this also means that I have to wear my retainers on my top teeth until then also.

 

Now retainers aren't that bad because you can't see them and most people only have to wear them at night. But because I have baby teeth, which can easily move, I've got to wear mine 24/7. This absolutely SUCKS. They hurt to put in and to take out and I've got to take them out to brush my teeth in the morning, for breakfast, at break, at lunch, at dinner, and then in the evening to brush my teeth and then I've gotta put them after that too! This is so much pain to go through and so much effort. URGH...

 

Now after all this, the one question that's probably on your mind is 'is it worth it'? This is ALL anyone said to me whenever I complained about my braces. "Lucy, it'll be worth it" , "Lucy, think about how nice your teeth are going to be afterwards" etc... and now? I think it was worth it. I'm happy with my teeth and I'm more confident. I can't wait until everything's done and I can just enjoy having a nice smile. But I should try telling that to myself when I was angry about how long I had to have my braces on for. I wouldn't listen to anyone.

 

But the moral of the story is, if you have nice teeth, be so so so grateful. You honestly don't know how lucky you are. I hate you :P

That Time of Year... Urgh

 

Yep, it's that time of year again. The time of year where I feel like crawling up in a ball and crying. The time of year where nobody around me has the right to be happy. The time of year when I don't wanna talk to anyone, see anyone or even hear anyone... I'm ill. No, it's not just any type of illness. It's my yearly cold. I get it once a year and when it comes, all my mental barriers just shut down, I'm constantly tired and I'm super grumpy. It's like the fricking apocalypse.

So my cold always starts off with a sore throat. It always feels worse in the morning beause I wake up and feel like I've got 2 blumin' golf balls stuck in there. I try to swallow and it makes it worse so I just lay in bed with my mouth open, trying not to move, looking like a complete and utter weirdo. The sore throat works as a kind of alarm to warn me that I have a monster cold coming.

Next is the runny nose. I've spent about 60% of the past week blowing my nose and it feels like it's about to fall off. It's okay at home beause we have proper tissues but we never have the small packs that you can take on the go with you so when it comes to going to school, I have to stuff a load of toilet paper in my bag. The problem with toilet paper is that it's horrible and rough so of course, you get the 'red nose'. 







Another problem I have with blocked noses is that during class, you need to blow you nose but you can't because it's so loud and you'd disrupt anyone if you did! So you have to sit there sniffling hoping that class will end so you loo and blow away.

 

I also hate the ear popping, the cough, the tiredness and the cosntant coldness. My feet are always freezing, I'm mostly deaf, I'm falling asleep at the table and I can't speak without feeling the need to cough my lungs out.

 

You know the saying, 'it gets worse before it gets better'? Well that's definitely true. It's gotten way worse over the past few days so surely it will start to get better soon, right?? I got a part in High School Musical which is being put on in my school and I can't sing with this bloody cold so I need to be better by Monday. Please God.

 

I'll publish something new next week (: Thanks for reading!! And don't if you don't want to, but please will you leave a comment just to let me know that someone is reading this??

 

Thanks a lot (: LucyLou

Urghh... School Uniform

Ok I know, I'm kinda crap at the whole posting regularly thing but I can only hope that I'll get better at it as I become more experienced in the world of blogging.

So this post is about school uniform because, if you live in England, you'll know that school started again this week and with it came the horror of school uniform. Now my school used to be alright in terms of what we had to wear. I mean yeah, we did have to wear horrible sweaters that look like industrial sized bin bags and yes, the shoes we had to wear were not allowed to have even a trace of colour on them but on the whole, I could live with it.

What they make us wear

But now it's a different story. Our old headteacher left us for some post on the school inspection board and as soon as she'd left, it was like the monsters swooped to make our lives a living hell. The uniform policy has become so much more strict and the punishment for wearing the wrong uniform has become so much worse.

My main problem is school trousers. The rules on trousers is that they can't be leggings, tracksuit bottoms, jean style, they can't have studs or any decorations and they must be black. ALL this is written on the page in the front of my planner. I bought two pairs of trousers that didn't go against anything the rules stated, they were skinny, black, tailored trousers with a zip and button at the side. I wore them for maybe a month with no problem what so ever until one day, the teacher that's forcing all this crap on us, stopped me and told me that I wasn't wearing the correct type of trousers!

I swear this is what they want us to look like. . .

The punishment for wearing the wrong type of trousers is that you have to go to reception and change into some trousers that the school lends you for a day. You don't have a choice, you HAVE to change. Now it would be okay if the school tried to find a decent pair however, the school go out of their way to find the most disgusting, uncomfortable trousers in the world. No lie. Some of the trousers they make you wear are grey, baggy things that are super ugly. And the funny thing is that I recall the rules of trousers is that they have to be black. They're some pretty faded trousers if you ask me.

So all in all, I must have spent over £100 on different pairs of trousers because the school can't decide what they want us to wear. Jesus!! I have had to settle for wearing a black skater skirt all year round which is okay in summer but I don't even wanna think about how cold I'll be in winter.

School really needs to sort its self out and get a grip.

Thanks for readimg (: Sorry bout the lateness!!
LucyLou

My School Story

Yo! Yup, the second post of the week but only because I didn't post at all last week. Again, sorry about that... However, I'll probably start poosting more ofter cause I have lots to say and tons of free time.

So today's post is about school life. Now some people love school and some people absolutely hate it and I think that's down to the fact that different people have different experiences with school. I am currently about to go into Year 11, (I think that's grade 10 in America?) and that means the dreaded GCSE's. Having already completed one of my two GCSE years, I find myself dreading the prospect of having certain subjects this year. I took Business and Economics, Art and Drama as my 3 electives and then I also do all the standard subjects plus triple science and French. I don't have a problem with French because I am quite good at it but with nearly ALL my other subjects, I find myself hating something about them. If I'm not stressing over how many pieces if artwork I have to do per week, I'm almost definitely stressing over my English assessment or my Business essay, and I HATE it. Sometimes it gets to me and I'll have a mental breakdown but most of the time I chose to ignore it until it's too late.

I've never had the best experiences in school and I went through a stage of depression when I was in Y7. It wasn't the lessons that made me depressed but more the people I was hanging out with. Now don't get me wrong, all my friends in Y7 were lovely and I am best friends with one of them now however, for some reason, I found myself dreading breaktime and lunch because I really didn't want to see them. It might have been the fact that some of my friends were always fighting or the fact that two of my friends were so childish and would find something dirty to laugh about in nearly everything you said. I know it doesn't seem like much but it just got way too much for me. I cried a lot and tried to pass it off as stress to my family but deep inside I was just confused at why I was feeling as sad and linely as I was even though I had a massive group of friends.

As I went into Y8, myself and 5 other friends separated from the bigger friendship group and suddenly I found that I wasn't as depressed as I had been in Y7. Now Y8 was definitely the easiest year in terms of lessons and test and stuff like that but I found it the hardest in terms of socialising. I found that I'd get anxious at the prospect of going to even the smallest of gatherings outside of school. Now I don't have anxiety attacks or anything like that but I did panic quite a lot about small things. Sometime whilst I was in Y8, I searched the internet for how to deal with anxiety and I came across a blog that told me to try and put myself in situations I wouldn't normally be comfortable with and firce myself to to go for it. This really helped me and I started to be less scared if doing things outside of school.

Now Y9 was my happiest year because I met my bestest friend and I had a small group of really good friends that I still hang out with to this day. My main group of friends had gone from over 10 back in Y7 to just 4 and I preferred it this way. I felt that I had finally found the people that I could tell anything and totally be myself around. I was still friends with eeryone else but I just hung out with them less. Lessons in Y9 were easy but then came the process of chosing our GCSE's. Now I'm not gonna go into detail but I think the teachers piled way too much pressure on us about it and I was not in a good mind set. I was worried that I'd make the wrong decision and screw up the rest of my life. I didn't turn out like that and I'm glad.

Y10 wasn't really all that eventful. I was stressed from lessons. I found some I really hated and then I found some I loved. I made some really good friends from drama and I put myself forward for lits of opportunities.

It's the summer holidays right now and we only have a week before I go back for my final year or school and complete my story. The holidays have been great but I have to complain about the amount of English homework that has been piled on us. We have to complete an old english past paper, make a presentation on Work Experience and then answer 24 other questions each of which needs me to find 2 separate articles, highlight stuff and then answer an hour long question! And I have 24 of them!!!! I swear that much homework is agains the law. Or it should be.

Sorry, rant over. That was a long post, I'm sorry if it bored you. I'll have a new post out by next week, maybe sooner and yet again, thanks for taking your time to read this!

LucyLou (:

PS. Did you ever get stressed out over socialising like me?? Maybe I'm just an oddball... Byee!

Sun, Sea and Monopoly

Okay so I know that I said that this would be out early this week but it turns out that I couldn't use the internet in France and then I couldn't upload my photos so it got a bit annoying but I did manage to post it eventually even if this post is a bit later than planned... Sorry.

So I've just been to Aix-En-Provence, which is in the south of France, on holiday for a week.We always go every summer because my grandad has a house in Aix so it's very cheap to stay there because we don't have to pay for accommodation. Going to France is always my favourite part of the year - except for maybe Christmas - because I love being able to kick back and relax for a while. The only downside is the fact that it takes A LOT of factor 50 sunscreen to avoid severe burns.

We left at 4 in the morning on Thursday last week so we had to get up at 2:30am and needless to say, I wasn't in a very good mood. We had to get to East Midlands Airport by 5:30 because our plane left at 6:30 and we wanted to get good seats so we thought that leaving that early was a good idea. It was a good idea in a way but, we somehow managed to be the last in the queue even though we did leave 3 hours early.

                                                    The sky is so nice and blue in France.

However, being the last in the queue turned out pretty well for us because it meant that we got seats right at the back of the plane and those seats are the safest because if you crash, you are the last to die... oh yeah! Get in there!! We also got to deboard the plane first so yeah, we got lucky.

So after getting out of the French airport, we had to catch a shuttle to Aix because my grandads car was already there so, of course, that meant communicating with some French dude trying to work out which bus to catch. It was fine in the end and it took around three quarters of an hour to reach the house.

       This is our family joke - If we were to make a band, we would call ourselves Toutes Directions.

Three days after arriving in France we decided to go to Calais which is a lovely town with a little beach that we love. There's no sand, just pebbles, but the water is so clear and warm. I went swimming with my sister and I tried to convince her to swim out further with me but she gets scared of sharks so ended up swimming in circles for a while.

We also went to the Saint Croix du Verdon which is the nicest place I've ever been to and we discovered it a few years back and ever since we've been addicted to going there every time we are in France. Saint Croix is a big lake where you can go swimming, sunbathing, have a picnic or even hire out pedalos - whatever floats your boat. We always get a boat, float out to the middle of the lake and stay there for a few hours. I would happily live there for the rest of my life.

Saint Croix du Verdon.

We spent quite a lot of our free time playing Monopoly as it is a tradition and we always have to have a game that lasts the whole holiday. My properties are the green and the yellow ones because I think the colours look nice together and they get me lots of money! Hehehe *evil face*. We also played a card game called Spit quite a lot which is really fun and if you don't know the rules you should definitely look it up and play it. We have taken out the rule that you spit on the card pile though and we just hit it and say "SPIT!". I think that's a bit more hygienic. 

On the last night, we had a late dinner in the back yard and I noticed that the ants in France are very social. Yup, social ants. I say this because every time they pass each other on a wall, they stop for a minute and touch faces. I think it's really cute and I wish we had social ants in England.

This is a picture of the grape vines that shade the back yard in our house at Aix.

We got back to England on Thursday and it was pleasantly warm. I mean, not France warm but quite warm for England. I missed our car and my room but apart from that, I wouldn't mind if we left England and never came back. 

Again, I'm really sorry for the late post and I will try and write another one this week. I hope you enjoyed my photos and that you are all having a really good summer. Or winter. Wherever you're from. Thanks for taking your time to read this! Bye for now.

Life Decisions

Sup!

So I'm off to the south of France with my family tomorrow and we have to set off at 3am which is really exciting cause car journeys are always so much more fun when it's early. Anyways, as I have no time to pack tomorrow, that meant doing it today. Packing isn't something I'm normally that bothered about, I just throw in sone clothes, makeup and shoes and I'm sorted! However, today was different. See, my sister is going to France for 3 months as part of her university programme because she's studying French and Spanish so we had to pack all her crap that she insists on taking with her into 6 suitcases. Now to any normal person, 6 suitcases sounds like a lot but oh no, after around 3 hours of packing filled with crying, snapping and yelling, we still haven't managed to pack all of my sisters crap. It's driving me crazy!

This is what I've been trying to do all day!

Anyway, after watching her have a mental breakdown on the bathroom floor it got me thinking, I really don't want to grow up. Growing up means having to make so many important decisions that are going to influence what you can or can't do with your life in the future. I spent so much time stressing over which GCSE's to choose, so much so that I couldn't sleep and I spent more time crying then I did eating. Now if I couldn't even make a simple decision like that, how the hell am I going to make other, more important decisions such as A levels or universities??

I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up! I like animals and writing and I can't exactly be a story writing zoo keeper can I? I don't even know if I want to go to university yet! I don't like the idea of living with strangers nor do I like the idea of living in a tiny room with no bathroom. Plus I have the attention span of a fish so the prospect of learning only 3 things scares me because I know I'll get super bored with my life.

Decisions Decisions...

I know that one day I want to go on a gap year to either Australia or America because I think that I need a break from England. My friend and I often talk about how we're gonna move ot America, meet the guy of our dreams, get married and then never have to work, ever however, I somehow think that it aint gonna happen like that. Maybe we can go on a gap year together but no matter how much we don't want to, we are goung to have to come back and become adults one day.

I think the point of this blog was to stress that no matter how much we hate the idea of growing up, everyone one day will just have to hold their nose and dive in at the deep end. It scares me to death but I'm just thinking about things that I can look forward to in the future. Meeting an amazing guy, getting married, having cute kids and looking back and thinking I'm glad I made those choices.

Wow, that was deep. Sorry if it was a bit too much for you. Anyways, as I'm off to France for a week, I'll probably do a blog about it and I'll put in some photos. You can expect that early next week, maybe even Sunday but for now,

Au revoir and thanks for reading my blog!

Lucy Lou :)