Why I Hate Humans.

Those who have been reading my blog posts will probably be saying "Whaaat? This is the 3rd post in the last 2 weeks, what's going on???" I know it's a shock. I've been writing a lot lately to make myself feel better.

If you've read the title you'll know that at this moment and time I'm hating on the humans, I could quite easily live in a world where there are only animals for company. Animals don't let you down, animals won't make you cry (they might if you piss them off, but that doesn't count, ok?) Basically I prefer animals to humans. And yet I don't have any animals in my house, I'd love to get a cat, but, unfortunately there's no point. If I'm moving in September I might not even be able to take it with me. And it's not fair on the poor thing, so I'll refrain my crazy cat lady feelings and wait until I have a stable life style. However, there are lots and lots of humans around me, each one of them pissing me off in their own way and they don't even realise they're doing it. For instants: I'm casually walking down the road and hit a human traffic jam, they were walking soooooo slow. I actually wanted to scream!!! Or people using their mobiles and walking at the same time, then they walk into you, it's like, watch where you're going!!! I almost got run over by some douchebag in a van because he was too busy on his phone. What is wrong with people these days? Or is it just me? Maybe someone stuck an "Annoy Me" sign on my back and I haven't get realised. I think the only people who have yet to piss me off is my family and my best friend.

Being back in the UK has really hit me, I've just been so upset at the fact that I'm on my own. It's quite boring. I actually cleaned my whole room (very rare for me) because I was feeling so down. Recently I've been so emotional, I cry at everything!! Being a girl is greaaaat, said no one ever.I have chocolate and popcorn, so I've got that going for me, which is nice. But all I really want right now is a hug. Eh, I sound so pathetic. I'm sorry for making you all read this.

Tomorrow at college we're doing bald caps... Yes I will find out if I look good bald or not. Just thought you might like to know that, not sure why to be honest.

Anyway, I'll leave y'all be, sorry if I've dampened your evening/morning with my boring sad life.

I love you all sooo much, thank you for reading. I'm gonna go soppy, but knowing that you guys read what I write really makes me feel better because I know that people are getting joy out of my writing. Now I know the title of this post says I hate humans, but I don't hate you. Just putting that out there.

Rant over.

Love Nadia xxx

Why I Pierced My Nose... Twice.

So recently I got a comment on one of my posts asking me to talk about my nose piercings, so that's just what I'm going to do.

I first wanted my nose pierced when I was 14 years old. I googled pictures of girls with cute little studs in their noses, I pleaded with my parents to let me have it done and that I'd only ever have a small diamond in my nose if only they would pay for me to get it done. It worked.

 I went to Manchester with my parents and we went into a piercings parlour. The guy refused to pierce me because I had to be 16 in order to get it done, even with parental supervision. I was really upset because I had my heart set on having it done that day. But that didn't faze me. For 2 years I kept trying but no one would do it, so when I hit my 16th birthday I pleaded with my dad to take me and get it done. He agreed and we went to this small jewellery shop not far from where I lived, I paid £20 to have it done, the woman pierced it with a gun (they're not actually allowed to do that, but I hadn't done enough research) she told me it was going to sting a little. Before this the only piercings I gotten done were my ears and I had those done when I was little so I didn't really remember it much. Anyway, the lady pushed down on the gun and by god did it make my eyes water. They were absolutely streaming, I cursed under my breath. The stud she had put in my nose was actually an earring, and it was super sharp on the inside. Every time I went to scratch of blow my nose I'd give myself an awful nose bleed. But the pain subsided about 2 minutes after having it done, I'd completely forgotten it was there until I accidentally knocked it with my hand. 4 years later and I still have problems with it, I can only wear silver studs in it. I tried with a silver hoop but it made it sore and irritated and it just wasn't worth the pain. I don't regret having that done, its made me who I am. After having it done I couldn't even remember what I looked like without it. now I have a small silver studded ball in it and as long as I don't touch it, it doesn't hurt.

Now about 2 months ago I decided I would get my other nostril pierced so I could have a hoop in. My original idea was to pierce it and then let my dodgy one heal up. But I've seen what they look like healed up and to me it just wasn't worth it. So again, I researched more into having it pierced with a hoop and where to have it done. I went to the same place I had had my navel pierced when I was 17. The girl there recognised me and we had a nice chat, she was lovely. I asked her if she could line it up with the other one so it didn't look weird. I had it pierced with an 9" black metal hoop, it was huge, I only have a little nose. They gave me a pack of salt and some tea tree oil to help it heal. After a month it was perfect, again it only hurt a little bit to start with and piercing it made my eyes water again, but because I'd been through it once before it wasn't as bad. Last month I bought a 7" hoop, still in black because I thought it contrasted really well with the silver on the other side. I took it back to the piercing place and asked them to change it for me. It stung really bad when she pulled it out but the pain was over within a few seconds. I'm much happier with this smaller hoop and I love the fact it looks different.

None of my piercings have ever bled, my second nose piercing bled a little bit, but the first didn't at all. I think it depends on the person getting it done. 

If you want to get a piercing, all I would say to you is to do the research. Don't make the same mistake I did with my first piercing because it hurts!! Make sure you look at lots of pictures and maybe give yourself a year to think about whether or not you're certain. Don't waste your money by making a quick decision. Yes, piercings can be taken out but they leave scars in their place, which don't look as good. So please make sure you have it done safely and if you're under aged please make sure there is an adult with you.

Thanks so much for reading.

Love Nadia xxx

What's Going On?

Hullo, Hullo.

So as you all know I'm currently in France until Thursday where I've been eating so much, sleeping so much and just having a bloody good time. I'm currently eating Christian Dior ice-cream (Carte D'Or, my dad got it wrong. Bless him) and I have a feeling I'm going to be feeling very sick once I'm done. So back to the point, in France there's an abundance of red beetles. They are so gross, I was sitting watching some Parks And Recreation and there I saw about 10 of them. I freaked out!! I have never been so stressed out over beetles before in my life! Writing this I hope I've used the correct form of beetle and it's not beatle, no I think I'm right. 

As I told you in my last post I had dyed my hair again, well, I maybe, kinda, dyed it again.. But this time blonder. I just need to add in the purple again but I really can't be bothered right now as I won't be seeing anyone until I get back to the UK. Talking of getting back on British soil, lots and lots of work awaits me. WOOHOO. I'm so darn excited to get that done (holds up sarcasm sign) but hey ho, it's got to be done. I have work pouring out of my ears, kind of like jam. Woah, what an image. I'm so sorry for that.

I feel as though I've been doing a lot of blog posts updating you on what's going on, which normally isn't what this blog is supposed to be about. I'm sure you don't mind?

I recently had false nails put on so that my natural nails would grow without me messing with them, I know what a change of subject, I took my false nails off about a week ago and to my surprise my natural nails are now beautiful. I've never had such long nails before. It was so difficult to type with the false ones on, I was forever touching too many keys, same with texting. It took me about 20 minutes to write a normal length text. And cooking, my god, don't get me started on cooking. Normally it would take me about 2 minutes to peel and cut up and onion, with false nails on it took me about half and hour. I could not get the hang of it and by the time I did get the hang of it they bloody fell off. Sods law!

Back to France, I've been sunbathing for a few days now, I'm burnt. Only ever so slightly but still. And when the sun comes out my freckles come out too, which makes my face look 10x browner than my body. My mum teases me and tells me it looks like I have a gravy moustache. Thanks mum. I don't mind my freckles, they're just annoying. When it comes to putting foundation on, it's either cake the foundation on and cover them up or barely put any on so that it doesn't cover them up at all. I can't win because if I put on just the right amount it looks like my freckles are drawn on. I know a lot of people are actually doing that, but mine don't look good when I do it haha.

Anyway, there's things on tv I'd like to watch so I'm going to leave this post here, I hope you don't mind. Thanks all for reading.

I love you all very muchly.

Love Nadia xxx

The Sky's The Limit

I’m writing todays post about 15,000 feet in the air (that’s an approximation, don’t hold me to that). Anyway, I’m currently on the plane to France where I will get to see my parents and pets again, ok who am I kidding, I’m just looking forward to getting free food and proper meals made for me on the daily. So, the point of todays post isn’t to go on about plane rides and the Easter holidays, it’s actually about dreams and aspirations. I will ramble on a bit in this post so if you don’t like that sort of thing, now would be the time to click off this page and go back to watching cat videos on Youtube.

So in my last post you will know that I got into The Manchester College to further my studies in Makeup (that is if you read it, if you haven’t click here), now you may be thinking, what’s that got to do with the sky being the limit, well friends this was and still is my dream which I will be living in September. What I’m trying to say is, I persevered in getting where I want to be. If you want something you should do your hardest to go get that thing, if you want to learn how to drive, go for it, don’t be scared!!! If you want to ask someone to marry you, do it, take the opportunity by the balls and accomplish your dream. It can be about small things too, you want to buy a new pair of shoes, you should definitely buy them, unless you’re a student like me and if buying them means not eating for a month, you should probably reconsider. But what I’m trying to get across right now is that these things in life that you want more than anything aren’t going to fall into your lap. You’re going to have to get off your bum and get them, you’re going to have to conquer the dragon keeping you from it (a.k.a fear) and run as fast as you can so you don’t get eaten… Sorry I’m going into fantasy mode where was I? Oh yeah, basically you need to over come your fears and just do it, as nike would say, if you want a tattoo or piercing but you’re worried what people will think, screw those people. It’s your face/body, you do what you want. If this thing makes you happy then there should be no question about it because for me, happiness is the greatest thing you can get from life, that and bacon! Going back to the piercings, about a month ago I got my nose pierced again, so now I have two nose piercings either nostril, one side has a hoop the other a stud, ok not that strange, I also dyed my hair purple, blonde, white and brown. Now for me this is what makes me the happiest, looking different, standing out from the crowd. Back to the point, the point is, I was walking down the street minding my own business when a lady, no more than 50 (and that’s being generous), walked past me, looked me up and down and then sucked her teeth at me, the sound was like a weird hissing noise. The bloody cheek of it, I wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary, but it was probably because I looked different from everyone else. But I won’t take out my piercings and dye my hair a normal colour just to please some old bag who needed to get out of the 18^th century. Let’s get off that topic now, it’s getting depressing.

So yeah, I’m on this plane, I’ve been placed in a seat next to two Liverpudlians (I have no idea how that’s spelt but they’re from Liverpool) and they must be the jolliest people I’ve ever met. Never has a flight gone quicker. This is a good flight, even though I was moved 2 times, I started off with a window seat, I was so happy, then I was put next to seriously grumpy people, I was too scared to even move in case they sued me for something stupid (no that was not an exaggeration) and now I’m here, having a bloody good laugh. Seen as there’s no internet 35,000 feet in the air (yes, the number has gone up) I’m writing this on Microsoft word.

I’m going to leave this post here now. Thanks for reading and I’ll see you on the other side. Hope to see you in the next post. 

Nadia xxx