If it ain’t broke don’t fix it

Realising more and more how much I struggle paying attention to this sentence. In the dictionary there is a photo of me next to the word fickle, go look. However it is often described as being inconsistent with relation to loyalties, this I am most definitely not, the opposite in fact. Constantly changing and wanting to find the next big thing IS me however. But its not just me who does this, I know a lot like this and it makes me wonder whether its a generation thing? Can we ever be satisfied with what we have? It scares me to think we can’t, I tell myself we can but the constant search for change cannot be a good thing in most respects and how do we go about, ironically, changing this feature of us, to become content with what we already have? I’m the one who rearranges my room a million and one times, changes hair colour whenever I feel like it, as if its disposable (which when it goes wrong it most certainly is NOT! been in the situation far too many times to know, and is expensive to correct!) changes nail polish every day and needs an entire new wardrobe each week. I know they all seem trivial but even so, why do it? Guess if they’re trivial is it even a huge issue? I think in our society we are increasingly bored with our surroundings or rather we become bored much quicker. On the other hand it’s argued is a need for change even a bad thing? Change can be exciting. Remaining in the same routine, day in day out can leave you feeling bland and uninspired. I think we all need a shake up more than we actually realise or are even willing to do. So sometimes it might go wrong, but a huge part of life is about making mistakes and learning how to bounce back from them. It’s the learning part that’s most important. Maybe the more you look for change the more you learn? Who knows, but I guess if you’re not willing to face change and take a risk how will you know? I’m beginning to realise that recognising when change is necessary is the key thing. Making rash decisions and failing to think of the repercussions can leave you crying unnecessarily over spilt milk, a few more seconds thought  could save a whole lot of clean up.
Embrace change, go on I dare you!

Coolest Couple Ever..

Enough said. I want my own Caleb. Every single shot of them they look ridiculously in love there’s nothing hotter.
Caleb Followill and Lily Aldridge

Breaking the bank but so worth it…

A couple of weeks ago, we were walking down Granville, trying our hardest to window shop and only window shop. Until we were drawn into Lavan. This was probably the hardest test of my will power ever.  The store was amazing and the products were like nothing I had ever really seen before (with prices to match their exclusivity). None the less we were treated to a mini spa treatment and my skin has never felt softer or more amazing. Their products are all based on natural ingredients originating from Israel with unique and healing minerals from the Dead Sea. It’s really unlike anything I have tried before. I wish we had this back home but once I find a winning lottery ticket I intend to stock up for my return. You can order online though and can guarantee you won’t be disappointed.

Fickle should be my middle name…

So I fancied a change to my blog layout etc and decided I am not just going to blog about my travels more just anything that I like, don’t like, take note of when I feel like it. :) As to me that’s what a blog should be all about as well as the fact I seem to be becoming more and more inquisitive the more time I spend here… The new blog title needs no explanation as it’s best kept secret, but already particular individuals have made their own assumptions so I shall let you make yours. Promise it wont be changed again as I am determined to keep this up.
Unfortunately my Thanksgiving dinner was pretty much none existent so no photos to follow, luckily I intend to make up for this by spending the American Thanksgiving, IN America so I have another chance to try it out. Fingers crossed it goes to plan this time. Note to self:- do not listen to Luke’s foodie recommendations considering his favourite snack is peanuts. Bleugh…. Halloween is not far away and us foreign folk have been informed of the need for not just 1 Halloween outfit but at least 3! Already have a few ideas mainly Cinderella (Thanks Diana), Sandy from Grease ( I WILL get the wig).. Anything that is not remotely scary basically or I would pretty much be setting myself up for LiLo’s scene in Mean Girls ‘Zombie Bride?’ ‘Ex Wife’ scenario. Halloween does NOT mean scary in North America apparently. Bizarre. Come to think of it, does it even mean that in England? I remember last halloween trying on an age 10-12 cat outfit in Sainsburys and genuinely believing I could get away with it!? One year I WILL!
Really want to start updating this way more so stay posted…

4 1/2 day weekend is upon us…

Thanksgiving weekend is here!! Time to find out what all the fuss is about. All I know is that I want it to include a million and one perogies, stuffing, turkey (or whatever meat you’re supposed to devour) and I am trying my best to show these Canadians what its really all about and I’m going to make my mummas amazing yorkshire puddings. I am hoping it looks something along the lines of this…..You’ll be the first to know.

Long Boats, Stanley Park & a few transvestites…

I’ve managed to be here a month without catching it, the time has come, fresher flu has caught up with me well and truly. So friday I took it easy and went ice skating. I was impressed with how I managed to stay up right and not fall over once. The last time I went about 7 years ago all I remember is clinging on to the sides. Next I will be competing in the winter olympics. Decided it was a sensible idea to take it easy considering the day of the long boat had come (remember that thing I was telling you about that I didn’t want to do and was hoping to find a way of getting out of, I never found a way) but after all that it was actually fun, and despite our team agreeing to not try and win in order to not go through to the next round, we came 3rd, which automatically put us through to the next round at 8am the next day. I may have enjoyed it the first time but that’s about it, the thought of doing it again at 8am the next day with plans to go out the night before did not bode well for me. (I will leave it as a mystery as to whether we ever made it to that 8am start.)
  
After, what I sense is going to quickly become a daily routine, making banana and chocolate chip pancakes, I rested up for a night downtown. Luke reassured us that a night at 560, a gay club downtown wouldn’t just be full of gay men. We doubted it but turns out, straight guys seem to think this is a fantastic way to pick up girls. It isn’t, so guys back home, don’t go getting any ideas. We were too distracted by the transvestites on stage as well as being surrounded by gay men who loved Becky and I’s routinely dance offs. We should probably stop those, if anyone’s seen the video on my facebook, you now what I am talking about. I also have no idea who anyone in this photo below is but its funny all the same.
 
  
Sunday we managed to drag ourselves out of bed and head to Stanley Park. Don’t ask how but it was worth it. We got bikes, put on our attractive helmets (me not included as we all know how big my head is haaaa meant literally, no pun intended) and cycled round the sea wall. The views were fab, as you can see from the photos and it definitely helped rid me of my hangover. Cycling along in my own little world I notice how fun it is to listen into peoples conversations, but only for a second. Cycling past people, I would hear a sentence from whatever story they were telling each other and then I would spend the rest of the journey wondering where the story came from or how it would end. Call me nosey (I get this from my mumma-yes you heard mum) but it’s entertaining none the less.
Something everyone seems to do here is have a ‘bucket list’ you’re own list of things you want to achieve before you die. A certain someone I know here seems to have an endless bucket list and he’s inspired me to start my own. Who knows how long mine will end up but I am going to start thinking of things from now. Since only being here a month I have already done things that would most definitely have been on my list, but now I can tick these off. I think everyone should have their own bucket list. So start writing one now :). Also wanted to say thanks to everyone who’s viewed my blog. Since starting it a month ago I have had over 1200 views, 4 of those have come from Mauritius, I have no idea who when or how they have viewed it but if it’s someone I know, name yourself, I quite fancy a holiday ha!
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