Something I hear a lot are the words ‘oh you're so brave’ or ‘ooohhh I don't ever think I could be as brave as you’.
These ridiculous phrases were thrown at me recently when I was talking to someone about going to the dentist, because as everyone knows going to the dentist can be the scariest thing ever (although as I learnt last week, actually some dentists can be wonderful, like actual tooth fairies- but that’s for another rant, once my teeth are all fixed and beautiful).
People like to tell me I’m brave, and I don’t think I am, I think I get on with it, and that’s not being brave, if anything that’s casually ignoring it.

For me being brave meant wearing a bikini on the beach a few weeks ago, or going to a hairdresser (seriously, it terrifies me). But I think bravery is like beauty, it’s in the eye of the beholder.

Everyone is brave in someone else’s eyes and sometimes, (as we all should do on days we feel ugly and ‘eugh’) we are all brave (and beautiful) even if we don’t see it, or forget it.

So well done on being brave.

Have a sticker to celebrate your braveness, and to congratulate those around you.

(yup, as made by me in about 2min, if you can make a better one then add it too the comments below)

Today is International Happiness Day! Woooohhhhooo!!

As a generally happy person who seems to be living in a world of doom and gloom (well that is the impression I get from my Twitter and Facebook feeds) I get so fed up with everyone’s negativity, and the fact that everyone blames something or someone else for their miserableness.

I know not everyone can be happy all the time, and sometimes you can be in a rubbish mood for no reason, but I think people, overall need to look at the brightside of life. Things could be worse, it just depends on how you look at them. 

We are all responsible for our own happiness and shouldn’t put our happiness in other peoples hands but when everyone is being so negative it is hard to be happy, and if you are (and you’re me) you will feel guilty for being happy, which is a ludicrous idea.

Everyone has a reason to be happy( and everyone should have a happiness list of things/ times/ thoughts that make you happy, but not people because of they upset yo, you’ll need your happiness list!).

Here are some of the things that are on my Happiness list;

Walking along the beach; Closer to the edge by 30 Seconds to Mars; playing with my pet cat;  watching Pride and prejudice; I’m still breathing: Reading Festival memories; and Fall Out boy.

I also enjoy pictures of cats; here have one, to make you smile…..

We all have are flaws, everyone, some are just better at hiding them than others and other people own them better than others.

One of my major ‘flaws’ is that I’m shy.

This actually isn't a flaw (well I don’t think) and you know why?? I do it well. I am amazing at being shy and introverted. Because I know its what I am like, and guess what!? I’m totally okay with it!! Really.

People have tried to get me to ‘come out if my shell’ and ‘be more confident’. But why?? In my eyes that just means you don’t like the person I am which incidentally doesn't do a lot for my confidence and then how the hell do I feel less shy?? Hummmmm?

I feel more confident when I’m comfortable with people and when I don’t feel pressured to ‘get more involved’ in a social situation.

So I’m okay in feeling shy, and it happens to work well for me. So in the nicest possible way.
LEAVE ME ALONE!

(That loud enough for you?)

:)

Firstly lets get this straight, I love winter, especially the snow however all that cold cold weather causes me problems. Of the breathing variety.

The main issue is that I live on a hill (that I can not walk up any day of the year, let alone cold ones..) in the middle of the suburbs and when it snows our area is one of the first to get cut off. 

Last week when it snowed badly I spent 4 days stuck at home! 4 days!!

It sucks, mainly because I could actually get a bus into town however they stop so far away from my house when it snows that walking down the hills to them is tough, and walking back up? no no no!! I even got stranded in town because I went to college, and there was no snow, left college and it was snowing and 20 minuets later I was stranded in a bus stop with no buses!! Thankfully my dad rescued me!! (thanksdadddyyyyy!)

I think the best thing about the snow is I can totally justify the insane amount of clothes I wear! I wear a lot of layers anyways but in winter I wear all the clothes!

My finest moment was going out in 2 pairs of tights (1 thermal), 2 dresses, 2 pairs of socks, a jumper, hoody, 2 pairs of gloves, 2 scarfs and a hat. (and underwear, just for the record) yup.

So safe to say I am super-duper happy about seeing the sunshine and double figures this week. SUPER-DUPER HAPPY!!! Although now I feel I can’t justify wearing quite so many clothes. sadface.

I fake things, we all fake things. Things such as smiles, being grown up, that we care about what he said she said he said.

There are also things I do not fake, being ill is one of them!!

I don’t know why people think that this is something I would fake. Recently I’ve found out that some body from my old job was telling other members of staff that I was faking being ill to skip out of work and get attention!

There are 2 major thing wrong with that statement, firstly I had the lowest amount of sick days with in my team despite being ill a lot of the time, and secondly if I’d wanted attention I’d get my boobs out, that’s easier.

If I was faking then I’d be a bloody good make up artist (I go pale and blue very quickly), I’d be healthy and feel fine when I wanted to go out (I am not and often miss out on things/nights out because I’m too tired or can feel myself getting ill) and a horrible person to put my friends and family through this, go to the doctors etc. for nothing.

If anything I fake feeling well. So many days I carry on like normal when actually I should be at home resting.

What I’m trying to say is that just because I seem well, and it might not be obvious that ill, I’d give anything not to be okay. So why would I fake it?

Why would I fake it?
Why?

If I was going to fake something to get me out of work and create attention etc I’d be way more imaginative. Really.

Its always awkward starting a new job, Uni or college, or in fact just meeting a new lot of people that you’re going to spend a lot of time with. I always find it a little awkward at any time so, throw in a long walk, hill or stairs and normally I just want to leave.
People react differently, some don’t let it make a difference, others ignore it, some flip out and stare when I’m ill and a funny colour.
So based on past experiences I’m always nervous about telling new people why I cannot do stuff and if they will freak out or not.
I've just started college (good life choice) and imagine my horror when both our class rooms are on high floors, one on the 5th and the other on the 3rd. Yes there is a lift but when all your new classmates walk up the stairs how do you go “errrm if I keep going up and down 5 flights of stairs I will fall over” its kinda hard, and you can just jump in the lift but then people think you’re lazy. Ehhhhhhhh. So after the first few days of taking the stairs (bad life choice) I had to just take the stairs and slowly tell people. I've mentioned this blog, we were talking about driving so a few more people know and I maybe (did) accidentally make an ‘I’m going to die’ joke to which a face of horror was pulled by someone (ooopsie). So now I've just had to start taking the (so slow) lift and casually asking if who wants to be my ‘lift buddy’ and apparently people do so that they don’t have to take the stairs. Hurrarrr everyone’s a winner!

So the lesson is, take the lift, don’t make jokes until people are more comfortable and people will be your ‘lift buddy’ because they don’t look lazy.
Lisa 1 – insane amounts of stairs 0.

edit- just had to go through and replace the word life with lift. We all know a ‘life buddy’ is the last thing I want.

A new guy started at my work this week and we were talking about stuff and life and something came up about me being old and tired (a running joke at work) and that I need to go and nap before I went out that evening. Somehow the conversation went to me being ill and he looked at me unsure if I was being serious, that kind of unknowing ‘will it be awkward if I ask’ look (and he wasn't so cool I’d have definitely made it awkward) and then he went ‘really? wouldn’t think it after meeting you.’

And that is exactly what I aim for.