Best night ever…

On the 28th of September, I experienced one of the best nights of my life. Yes, I know how cheesy that sounds, but it honestly was so much fun, and quite emotional actually. One month ago yesterday I went to the One Direction concert at the O2 arena in London. It was so great that I want to share it with you, and no matter what your opinion on the band are, I would really appreciate if you would stick around and share your (positive) thoughts. 🙂

I have been to a One Direction concert before, last June at Wembley Stadium and, although that was obviously so much fun as well, I just knew this one would be even better. But before the day of the concert there was already a lot of drama, as originally my friend and I were going with my mum and 10 year old sister, but about 3 weeks before my family pulled out. So I had got (or so I thought) 2 other girls from my year to come, but when I asked one the week before the concert, she said she couldn’t come. You can imagine how stressed I then felt, because I had a £50 ticket that I had to offload in just over a weekend. Finally, after asking probably about 5 or 6 people, a friend accepted them. That’s when the excitement fully kicked in.

The whole day at school on the Monday I was bubbling with excitement, and every glance at my friends showed we all felt the same. Then 3:45 came, and two friends and I headed back home to ‘beautify ourselves’, and half an hour later, we were rearing to go.. We met our other friend at the train station and, after what felt like the longest 40 minute tube trip I’ve ever experienced to the O2, the four of us practically ran out of the station to collect our tickets.

Before the concert we had about an hour to kill, so we got sushi and waited tentatively, each holding our tickets like they were our lifeline (which, in a way, at that moment they were!) watching the minutes pass on the clock. And of course, waiting in the toilet queue passed a lot of time, with the ladies’ line ridiculously long in comparison to the basically non-existent men’s line. At a few points during the wait we saw girls go into the men’s’ loos, and we were so tempted to join them. But after a long wait and a final exit of the toilets, it was time to go into the arena.

I can’t describe how it felt to go into that arena, and although it was not even half full, the noise and chatter from the multitude of teenage fans was tremendous, and only made us feel more excited. This did not surprise me in the slightest though. What did was the number of young children and men that were there. Now, I’m not saying that males can’t like One Direction and I highly respect those who do, but there were a lot of dads there! There was a girl aged about 5 behind us with her dad, and I felt a bit bad because I knew we would be standing up the whole time. But the bubbling excitement soon distracted us and, after taking a few customary selfies, we settled into our seats and waited for the back up band, Augustana, to come on.

Augustana came on at about 7:30 and performed for roughly half an hour. They were quite good actually, and because I had done my research, I knew a few of their songs so could sing along. They were fun, but of course there was inly one band that the whole stadium wanted to see, and about 55 minutes after Augustana’s last song, the lights were cut and the heart attack-inducing intro music started.

There is honestly no feeling strong enough to explain the emotional journey and excitement that occurs throughout the duration of a One Direction concert. The opening, this time it was Clouds, was… No words can describe it. Even if you lose your voice from screaming so much already, you know you are in for one AMAZING concert. Once the music starts, cue the screams of 50,000 people, and about half of those probably cry at least once during the concert. All I can say is that one minute you will laugh your head off because of Harry telling their families to “get off your pretty asses!” Then almost cry with joy because they sing your favourite song (which happens every song because, if you are a true directioner, every song is your favourite!) And of course scream with happiness and excitement every time Harry flips his majestic lion-like mane of luscious hair, and when Niall does his crotch-grab during Midnight Memories, and when Louis and Liam run around the stage chasing each other with silly string or water bottles (which is for the majority of the night.) But the thing that is one of the most enjoyable parts of the night? Singing along to every single song, and dancing and screaming the whole night long.

The only negative feeling you endure the whole night is the feeling of pain when they leave the stage, and you are forced to go home. And yes, post-concert depression is a very real thing.


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Just writing this has got me smiling and reminiscing, wishing I could go to one of their last 3 OTRA shows. They really are great entertainers and an amazing band, whatever people say about them. It was the best night, and even if you are not a fan I assure you with 100% confidence you would enjoy a One Direction concert. I am so excited for their album to come out on the 13th of November, and I will definitely miss them during their break. I can’t wait for their tour in 2017!! 🙂

events, GCSEs, milestone

I guess that’s a wrap then…

So something really weird happened to me today. I finished school. Well, I still have my GCSEs to do, they start on Friday (aaaahhh!!!) and of course the two years of sixth form, but I have finished the official part of year 11. I start study leave now I guess, and for all of you who don’t know what that is, it’s when students leave school in order to ‘study’ for exams. That’s the intention and that is most definitely what I intend to do. (So sorry if I disappear, yet again!)

I think the strangest thing about technically finishing year 11 is that it is not like any other year we have experienced before in high school. For starters we have finished in May which is just odd in itself. Yes the majority of us will just move into year 12 with all of their friends like it’s no biggie, but people leave. In my year roughly 10-15 girls are leaving, and considering there are only 88 girls in the whole year, that’s quite a lot! It will definitely be a weird feeling when we have our induction and all of them are missing. 😦 (Shout out to you R!)

Yesterday was my year’s last full uniform day together, as today half the year had their art exam, so wore own clothes. As you can only imagine, the halls were a frenzy of squealing, thousands of pictures taken, selfies galore and of course, the legendary shirt signing. As we don’t wear uniform in sixth form, this is our way of celebrating, and in a way making sure we remember everyone. So we thought it would be a great idea to have a whole year photo in our shirts out on the tennis courts. The photos are truly brilliant and such a great way to have ended the year as a year group. My friend also made a good luck video for us using clips of everyone dancing, in small groups and then just before we took the year group photos. It is such a beautiful video and I may have teared up just a little when I first saw it! The music is “started from the bottom now we here”, which we all agreed is very fitting 🙂

Today we had our good luck tea, which included a handmade powerpoint made by another friend of  hundreds (literally 600) of photos that were mainly hideous, but also very cute, and stretched all the way from year 7 to yesterday! The “aaawwww”s and “oh my gosh!”es that were ricocheting around the hall were all you could hear, and it was hilarious and a great reminder of our year group’s journey through high school, as cheesy as that is. It was definitely touching, even if it was slightly cringey, but great to make us laugh before the real struggle takes over, oh joys.

So that’s it for the fun and games of year 11; now we get down to the nitty-gritty terrible twos, this time two months chocker-block with exams, with my first out of 18 in Friday. My last exam is on the 12th of June, and I am holding out for that day! That’s when the celebration of a culmination of 2-3 years of work begins. And I cannot wait. The promise of Thorpe Park and a great summer holiday is what will ultimately  get me through. Now I just need to knuckle down, as my parents say. So what more can I say, except: GCSEs here I come!!

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arts, culture, events, food, London

Radiant Vermin, they Said…

Good evening my dear readers! Although I am still on my Easter holidays, I haven’t exactly been enjoying myself, due to having to be revising/working constantly. Well, either that or feeling really guilty because I’m not working, which is worse to be honest. So because of this, I have hardly anytime to myself, hence why I haven’t posted in over a week. My drama piece, my first GCSE, is in two weeks yesterday, so you can imagine I am freaking out only slightly!! As you can guess I probably won’t be posting much due to my never-ending workload and the increasing pressure that is mounting on me, but I shall try! For now, enjoy this little insight into what I got up to last week 🙂

Last Tuesday (7th April) my mum and I got dressed up and took the train to Oxford Circus (Again! If you want to see what else I’ve been doing near Oxford Circus, check this out: We then took a walk along Oxford Street, and I noticed how many Spanish tourists there were! I’m not sure if this just me, but because I learn both Chinese and Spanish, if I hear people speaking those languages, I try to see if I can understand any of what they’re saying. Anyone else? No? Just me then…

Finally we found the alley we were looking for and turned down into Soho. I’m not sure if I have ever been before, I’ve been to Carnaby Street but I’m not entirely sure if that is part of it? Anyway, we arrived at Soho Theatre which, in my opinion, is pretty cool and I definitely want to start going to more small-scale pieces at venues like Soho Theatre. We went to the bar, and with a quick checking out of my surroundings, I realised I was definitely the youngest there. By at least 3 years, and that was only 1 guy. The rest were in their early-mid twenties at the very least. Still, I didn’t really mind and just wanted to have a fun night (with hindsight I highly recommend this theatre!!) The play started at 7:15 so we had some time to kill, but finally we were allowed to make our way into the performance space.

As it was my first time at Soho Theatre, I was quite sceptical about what to expect, but when I walked into the room with tiered seating that I thought hold roughly a maximum of 100, I was immediately reassured. The bright white minimalistic set that I had seen in so many movies as what  ‘typical small plays should be performed on’ had me on edge, but also very excited. It was a first-time experience for me, and was thrilling to say the least. I was squirming in my seat with eager anticipation, when two people ran out onto stage; a young couple with their ‘baby’ in a baby carrier. They were gushing about their beautiful, amazing family home, but how they had to do horrible, shocking, horrific things to get to where they were now. (Never in a million years would I have ever guessed what they actually did. Not that I would ruin that bone-chilling surprise for you. you will have to find out for yourself.) It started with basically the epitome of a fairy godmother (working for the Government, so take that as you will) giving them a free house “because you are the perfect fit, who else helped their mother bathe when her arthritic fingers became too much for her to handle?”, with the intention that they would do it up in whatever way they could, so attracting people to the area. This lady was played by Amanda Daniels, the reason we went in the first place, as my mum is friendly with her. She perfectly portrayed the happy, seemingly-generous-but-actually-manipulative government worker, and her audience asides were witty and brought a comical element to the increasingly deep, intense and at some times quite scary piece of drama. Focussing on the main couple, they showed their struggles, both morally and emotionally, in a way that was engaging for the audience, and made me get so caught up in the moment that I jumped when my mum accidentally nudged my arm. And their multi-roling skills were so brilliant, I have actually stolen some ideas on characterisation for my GCSE piece! So without giving away anything about the play, ‘Radiant Vermin’ is definitely a must-see, especially if you are in the mood for a very intense and somewhat chilling comedy, if that makes any sense whatsoever.

As the play was only an hour and a half long, it was about 8:55 by the time we got out, so my mum wanted to take me to this beautiful chocolate café she had been to before , with Amanda, the actress we had just seen perform, of all people.  After about half an hour of fruitless searching, plus a frantic google search, we finally arrived at Said, a pretty little Roman chocolate café. The rustic design had me itching to take tons of photos, so here we go lovelies:

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Look at all that yummy chocolate! Well, it gets better, because here is what I ordered:


Milk chocolate hot chocolate, that was as thick as my dipping chocolate for the churros in Spain! Delicious! I especially love the delectable lipstick print 🙂

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My mum’s coffee and my hot chocolate

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These strawberries (pre-dipped in milk chocolate) were literally the size of my palm! And made my evening 🙂

If you love chocolate as much as I do, or just want a delicious hot drink (or a bar of chilli chocolate which is apparently very popular with the ladies), go check out Said:

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Here are some snaps of Soho and Carnaby Street, and we found Shaun the Sheep! Turns out there are fifty of these fluffy menaces dotted in and around the city in a colourful charity trail, so see if you can find any 🙂

I hope you guys enjoyed this little taste of my evening, I know I enjoyed it a lot, thanks mum for this treat! Will definitely have to make further trips to Soho, that’s for sure. I would love to know if you guys have found any hidden treasures; in London or wherever you are from. Please comment, like and follow to join our little online family 🙂 Good night!

events, new years resolutions


2014 was a bit of a mixed year for me: I started year 11 and a close family friend passed away earlier in the year, and my whole family went through a tough time with that. But on the plus side, I had lots of family that visited from Australia that I wouldn’t have otherwise seen, and got good results at school! (Plus many more for both sides) I hope 2015 will be even better, despite it being quite a stressful year with me doing my GCSEs. (Eeeek!)

So time for my traditional New Years resolutions. I wasn’t really sure about how many to make, so I decided on 3 major ones.

1. Work for at least 2 hours every day, whether I have homework or not. This, in turn, will hopefully allow me to achieve my goal of 10 A/A*s in my GCSEs, which I would really like to get!

2. Go running at least once a week. As my mum says, “a healthy body has a healthy mind!” I started going running properly with my friend, aka my personal trainer, about 2 years ago, but come on, who runs in the park in the freezing London winter? Well not me for sure, so I want to resume improving my fitness in 2015. Also, it will give me a chance to get out and take a breather from revision when it becomes stressful in May/June!

3. Work on my blog religiously, and I wanted to just use this to say thank you to everyone who has been reading/following my blog! Every time I get a view or a follow or a like or a comment, I get a little burst of happiness, and think, “people actually want to read this?” It means so much to me, and I want to keep building up my little community on here, because it is like my tiny part of the internet where I can almost spill my heart out to you guys! I love every single one of you guys!

So that’s it guys, my last post of 2014! I hope everyone has a great New years eve, whatever you are doing, and a brill start to 2015! As I said, love ya all, and HAPPY NEW YEAR!! See you in 2015!

christmas, events, family

A typical Australian family Christmas…


Also sorry I haven’t posted the past couple of days, but my cousin has come from Australia so its been a pretty hectic (but amazeballs) Christmas Eve/day. Even though I didn’t spend Christmas in Australia this year, I think its such a different and major event for my family, that I wanted to tell you guys what happens.

My family and I always stay at my grandparents’ house for Christmas (when we go), and on Christmas Eve we leave out, as tradition tells, a caramel koala and a mince pie for Santa, then go to bed, all excited for Christmas Day. When we wake up, the first thing we see when we come out of our bedroom is the living room, which heralds the massive, amazingly decorated by us, Christmas tree. My two siblings and I always wake up first, and we rush ecstatically to look at all the presents, waiting ‘patiently’ for our parents and grandparents to wake up. (Which usually involves a lot of jumping on beds) After the presents are opened (screaming and mess happens here) breakfast is made.

In Australia, I spend Christmas with my dad’s family, and he’s one of six children, all of whom have three or four kids each. Meaning we have a massive family! For lunch, we ALL go to one of the houses and have a massive feast with potato bake, ham, chicken, turkey, veggies and even prawns! (Massive ones to be exact) The classic drink for me is of course: Solo. For all you non-Australians reading this, it is the best lemon drink ever made. As a surprise this year, my mum bought us a few Aussie goodies – including Solo, Mint Slices (!), and of course, my favourite, the legendary strawberry Freddo Frog.

Once we finish the main course, which isn’t usually a big sit down thing because, honestly, their just isn’t enough room, all of the cousins play the legendary annual family football (soccer for you Americans/Australians) and cricket match, which usually gets the majority of the fathers involved as well. It is so much fun, but as Australia is in the height of its summer at Christmas, (so unbearably hot!) and basically everyone has a pool, so most of us go for a swim to cool down sometime during the afternoon. (as well as the dogs!) Dessert is also a massive event, with practically the whole of my family having a major sweet tooth. We all just hang out for hours, and we all get along so well which is fantastic!! In the words of Miranda, “Such fun!!”

I hope everyone had a brill Christmas celebrating with family and friends, and hope you like this little peek into my Christmases in Australia. Love ya all, and to all, g’night!!