A main event in secondary school (or high school) is no doubt… prom. Whether you loved it or hated it if you’re already past school age or are dreading it or looking forward to it if you’re yet to have yours, you’ve probably got some sort of feelings towards your prom and the idea of proms in general. I feel like it’s a very American tradition (if I’m wrong, please correct me) which at some point in time, us folks over the pond adopted ourselves. A prom is usually held at the end of year 11 (in the UK) which is the point where school ends and college or sixth form starts. I have fond memories of my proms. Yes, proms. I have a lot of experience of them… Because we had three.
You’re probably aware of the fact that hit American TV show F.R.I.E.N.D.S (that took me so long to type omg) was added to Netflix at the beginning of this year. Everywhere you looked, people were shouting it from the rooftops. Netflix users were finally being graced with one of the most loved shows to ever be made. It took me a good few months to finally get around to start watching it again; just through being too busy and having too many other shows on the go. But in May, I finally did it. I committed, once again, to 10 glorious seasons of Friends (I cba with that again). And when I started watching it again, I was certainly surprised at what thoughts popped up.
Every single one of us goes through times when things are completely and utterly crap. It might just be the odd day here and there; you’ve stood in dog poo on your way to work, then the trains are delayed, then your lunch has spilt in your bag that sorta thing. It might be a week where everything keeps piling up or a longer period of time when things are particularly difficult; you’re not getting on with your partner, tensions are high at home, a pet is ill or you’re facing money problems. Whatever the reason things are crap for you for, it’s not unusual that we feel completely out of kilter during these times in our lives. Like the world is continuing to turn but slightly to the left and we no longer feel in rhythm with it.
I absolutely love other people’s birthdays. I hate my own but someone else’s, I am all down for spoiling them, making a fuss of them, presents, cakes, balloons, decorations – you name it, I’ll go all out for someone else. I just love someone knowing that it’s all about them for that one day and it’s never a bad thing to show someone how special they are! It was my boyfriend’s 29th birthday at the beginning of the month and I wanted to do just that this year because I knew how much he was dreading turning 29. So I wanted to share a bit of it with you as well!
Planning your friend’s birthday is a good way to show them that you really care. It’s a special day when you can celebrate them and make their day as good as it possibly can be. Here’s how to plan it and make it perfect.
- Choose a Day to Celebrate
First of all, you need to choose the day when you really celebrate their birthday. This might sound obvious because only one day of the year is their birthday. But they might be busy or have to work on the actual day of their birthday. That’s why it can be better to choose another day when you can organise something big without them having other commitments.
2015, to put it bluntly, has been crap. It’s been absolute rubbish both personally and globally. There’s been a lot of tears, a lot of uncertainty and a lot of self-doubt. In the wider world, there’s been a lot of tragedy and a lot of heart-break and the closer the end of the year came, the more and more I heard about how 2015 wasn’t a great year for a lot of people. However, it wasn’t all bad and there was some lovely moments so today I’m going to turn my frown upside down and talk about some of my favourite things that happened last year.
The Lake District: Last year I went on my first proper holiday with my boyfriend to Cumbria and The Lake District and it was just incredible. I love holidaying in the UK and it has so much more to offer than what we think. The Lake District is truly, truly stunning and I loved exploring and making memories there.
It’s been a funny sorta few months. At the beginning of September, I turned 23 and with a birthday brings a lot of promise of new starts, new adventures, goals and things to work towards now that you’re a year older and seemingly a year wiser. A realisation that now is the best time to get your act together and that life will only move onwards and upwards from here on out. This didn’t happen for me. In fact, the complete opposite did.