Day 31: One whole Month!

So I made it through! The main aim I set myself was not to miss a single day, which I managed (although sometimes it was a bit close) apart from one day when I had no internet. So that was an achievement! My writing hasn't been particularly amazing though, thanks to writing a lot of my posts around ten in the evening! But I'm definitely glad I attempted the challenge, thank you Elizabeth for creating it!

 

Day 30: Inspiration and Admiration

Who Inspires you? Who do you admire?

Hardly an exhaustive list but...

...The man with a camera and fairytale lens,
And the one with a brush that built a dreamland.
The woman that was brave enough to keep a son
The girl who spoke her mind and the one who isn't afraid to be herself.
Those who care more for others than themselves,
And those that will do what is right despite what people think.

Day 29: The Morning Routine

At the moment I’m in a sort of limbo, between finishing a course and the start of the summer, which means my mornings don’t really have much of a routine about them. My non-routine morning, consists of lying in bed until its no longer really acceptable to do so and then feeling bad the whole day because I've wasted it.

So I thought I'd recount the routine I normally adhere to when on a rather tighter agenda. 

6:00: My alarm rings. I fumble around the bed clothes for my phone and turn it back off. I used to set an alarm at Five, just so I could turn it off in the knowledge that I could have another hours sleep. Throughout the year my motivation deteriorates, till I reach the point when I just don't set them any more.

6:15: A second alarm rings. I turn it off.

6.30: My mum tells me to wake up. I wait until she goes away and shut my eyes again.

6:45: I check the time on my phone again...just five more minutes...

7:00: Acknowledge that I really should get up now and turn on Radio 1 as I reluctantly get out of bed.

                   '7:00 am the usual morning line up’ ...
                    For some reason I now have tangled in my head!
                    I  wish my mornings were that productive.
 

7:05ish: Grab whatever clothes I forgot to put back in my wardrobe and get dressed.

 

7:15: Go to the bathroom to clean my teeth, but my sister is already in there.

 

7:16: Try and do something with my hair, put on a bit of mascara if I look particularly awful.

 

 

7:25: Clean my teeth

 

7:28: Realise that my tights are laddered so try and find another pair

 

7:30: Get in the car

 

7: 35: Wait in car, someone always forget something...

 

7: 45: Finally leave.

 

7:10 Arrive at the station having just missed the quiet train.

 

7:11: Wait on the Platform, shivering, whilst waiting for the train to arrive.

 

7:12: Eat breakfast.

 

7:25: Get on the train.

 

7:26: Turn on my ipod to try and drown out the sniffy commuter sitting next to me, without it being too loud so I am that annoying person with the music that everyone else can hear!

 

7:30: ...

8:27: Arrive at my stop.
 

 

Day 28: Some Bad Advice

That you should try to be the best...
I've tried, it doesn't make you happy.

Day 27: My Secret Talent

My Secret talent...standing on my head! However it's been a while, so I'm not sure if I can still do it. Therefore its no longer secret, and possibly no longer a talent! Once upon a time, I was rather good at headstands. I would spend a lot of time in the garden, being upside down! This lead to some rather unfortunate incidents, such as when I did a head stand on a slug! I was not very happy about it, and I am sure neither was the slug!

Jenny and the Wall

What to do with a blank wall? Paint it of course!

Day 26: Dinner Party Time

No internet yesterday, so two posts today!

I find family trees fascinating. It is so frustrating that there are so many little pieces of life that get lost and forgotten over time. So I thought that it would be amazing to have a dinner party with all your ancestors. There would be lots of round tables, better for conversation, and people would rotate for every course so you got a chance to speak to everybody. Everyone would wear their favourite clothes and bring their favourite dishes. For entertainment, each generation would provide something. Be it a song or a dance. I don't know what my generation could provide, perhaps a film? I don't know how well Gangnam Style would go down! I also thought it would be interesting if everyone attended at the same age. It would be very interesting to see all the family likenesses.