How to win an argument... ish

I don't believe there is a single person in the whole galaxy that hasn't argued with someone over something. I am a pro-arguer, if it was a job I could argue for a living. I could argue so hard my jaw would have steam coming off it. I COULD ARGUE SO HARD EVERY WORD IS A SNEAKY PUNCH TO THE FACE, I COULD....

Alright lets cut the crap, arguing while fun at the time is not fun. You get the rush of adrenaline from being in a daring situation but really it sucks. All kind of nasty bits about the other person come out, and it can completely break a friendship. Who ever said arguments are healthy has no seen a Drama queen blow out. That is lethal. Though trying to keep my cool in arguments and to revel in the drama of it all is hard, it'd just give a few suggestions on how to keep the damage minimal and the fall-out reparable (so many long words dang'), even if people are just so darn wrongdiddly wrong...

SooOooOoOOOo Tip uno:

1) Wait at least an hour to respond, making a calculated assessment of what to say... But don't wait too long. Often things can be said in the heat of a moment, your head fills with hate and mean things and you explode like a confetti cannon full of rage. THIS I do not advise, and even though i am guilty of it I know it would be better to suck it up and count to 10 (or a billion) in my head until I feel better. You can alway say sorry but you can't always take away nasty words.


2) Write down all your angry thoughts and feelings and go to sleep. Then you can decided to post or not to post. It's never easy to hold in your anger, naturally being hurt by someone is going to make you mad... But hurting them does that make you any better than them?

3) Find some other way to vent your anger. If you know me you will have heard of "Maisie cleaning mode", when i am stressed or bothered about life i go into a fit of cleaning everything ... Blame my mum I become a crazed neat freak and clean the kitchen, bathroom, living room and my room manically. BUT finding something to let your anger go at it is great, the gym, running, writing angry messages or even consuming your own body weight in dairy milk can just give you that little sigh out of anger. Letting it out slowly like an angry balloon.


4) Don't expect loyalty from people, in an argument especially in a friendship group you could expect someone to have your back. Just because you might have theirs down be surprised if they don't always have you... You shouldn't give your loyalty in exchange for someone else's, and if you have to ask them for theirs then you never had it and probably never will. If you want to defend someone do it because you believe they are right and need support not because you've known them since you were 5...

and lastly my little flourish of a finish....

5) Contrary to the title of this whole post, winning an argument doesn't mean rendering the other person speechless or make them feel like dirt. It's holding your head high and knowing you behaved in a way that was honest and everything you said was the truth (without the dash of hate thrown in). It's about knowing that an argument isn't really about winning or losing it's about a relationship be it friend or foe (OoOoh) and if you can survive whatever it is you're annoyed about or it's time to move on and let go..... (I was going to put a frozen gif in here but I don't want to cause any arguments )

Again all this easy to dictate but harder to do, I plan to try and think more before my temper gets me.
BUT I could never ever lose it at you, my lovely little cream cakes.
Peace and love
M xx

This week Maisie is loving:

• Finally having a lie-in, no job right now means a lie-in (even if it's only to half 9)
• Hailey Tuck- seriously jazzy vibes from this beautiful brunette, perfect to chill to.
• Cous-Cous - and so an obsession was born, I can't get enough of those little tasty crumbs.
• Redecorating- having recently moved back to uni I have a new room which means NEW decoration. YAAARHHHH
• Reaching over 100 views on one of my blogposts, this first milestone made me cry and I have you to thank. You don't know how much this means to me... Really. Thanks guys x

ENOUGH MUSH... If you have any ideas or topics you wanna hear me rant about feel free to comment bellow it will be done m'lord.

I divorced my phone for a week...

Hi  sorry for the silent treatment have you ever really really really really wanted something. Wished on every star and missed every crack in the pavement? Blown out on every dandelion you've come across?

   Wanting something is really easy, but what happens if you get the thing you want. You reach your goal? What if it wasn't quite what you wanted or imagined it to be... I think as people and as a person myself (I know how descriptive of me) we invest a lot of our own happiness in obtaining things. Whether it be a job, a partner or personal goal. Sometimes we can be too busy investing our time in things like these which may have a bitter sweet taste. It's not at all bad to have goals but I know personally my expectations of people and experiences are high, and telling myself to "lower my expectations" is much easier said than done especially when every time i check facebook I see peoples 'perfect lives' and think why isn't mine like that?
     Isn't it time we focused on our more inward goals than outward? Stop worrying about the Facebook life and start thinking about what goes on behind the little screen? Because I believe it is I set myself these goals and look outwards rather than inwards because thats what social media rate as 'important goals' how many selfies with my hot date, me filling in where I work on facebook with pride wanting to show off.... Sharing all my news and me at different events, clearly not making the most as I still somehow find time to post a photo, right?!
   Now it's very easy for me to dictate how shallow and bad this is and I hold my hands up and admit I am a hypocrite. But I thought I'd try life without it, and at least give my thumbs a break from scrolling... Trail separation from my phone for one whole WEEK.

Day 1- This was totally fine, my hands did feel weird not constantly checking facebook, instagram and twitter to see what the gossip was. But actually felt pretty good, and nice to say "Oh no i didn't bring my phone with me... Wanted to enjoy the experience without seeing it through a screen (I was at a festival)" Apart from the occasional want to post a selfie or to check twitter I held up, almost rolling my eyes at the people on there phones pitying their need to communicate with those not directly in front of them.

Day 2- God people on their phones are rude. Like hello I'm right here stop stalking Kim Kardashian and look me in the eyes when I talk to you, whatever happened to conversation clearly it's a dying art. I feel good having risen above it sitting in the sun shine not getting neck ache as a enjoy the atmosphere around me. I try telling my friends how much more liberated I feel from the Facebook chain their reply:

Day 3 -  Still feeling good, wondering how many messages I'll recieve when i get home does make me smile but that's not the point. It's like breaking up with an ex with the idea of returning to them in a week... Not the right idea. To top things off I'm missing all these secrets acts for the festival leaked on to twitter so having to find out off other people, but since my hands do not hold the phone this doesn't count right? RIGHT?...

Day 4 - I wonder what my followers are thinking? Maybe should tweet to show I'm alive.. NO resist. The Facebook claws are in deep and as soon as I thought their grip was loosening the crept up on me and squeezed tighter (uh-oh)

Day 5 - I caved, DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT! I wanted to talk to people that weren't the same three I'd been spending the last 5 days with pretty much 24/7... On my knees I begged for my friends phone she smirked and passed it to me. The lightness of it's touch and familiar feeling of typing was nothing short of ecstasy. Man it felt good i could see the steam rising off my thumbs. Now was not the right time to admit I had a problem.

The other two days were much the same, but I realised something. I didn't need to be separated from my phone 24/7 for ever, I just needed to give it some space sometimes. Stop filming the gig and actually watch it, (Also who films a gig, do you intend to watch it later? Is the gig itself not a good time for you to actually watch it? Someone explain please.)

I have to separate myself from Facebook world, if people have time to upload every waking minute of their lives to snapchat/facebook/twitter are the enjoying it. I don't know about you but the best days are the ones I have no photographic or written evidence of, because I was too busy enjoying it. This just reminds me to take everything i see with a pinch of salt, if you've got time to upload then you're clearly not making the most! Let me know your thoughts you lil humbugs, keep smiling and for gods sake put down your phone and talk to someone ;)

                                                                                                 M x

 First of all I'm sorry my little gumdrops that I haven't been around much. (Blame exams and general life/boy stress), throughout the exam period and last few weeks I haven't been feeling my most shiniest, and as you lot may know when you are feeling and fed up it is literally the worst feeling, and though sometimes you feel like the best thing to do is cocoon and hibernate throughout the poo feeling. It doesn't actually help...
 

Sometimes it is really hard to get yourself out of that funk, and so I thought i'd just give you guys a few little tips on how to get yourself out of it or just take your mind off the poop feeling. It won't last trust me.

Tip Number One: Go outside.

Yes outside, even if you wanna just sit inside and watch crappy tv and consume your'e own body weight in the only company you'll ever need. (That's right Ben and Jerry) 

   DO NOT 

     Honestly just stepping outside even if it is just to get some air, can dramatically improve your mood... Also making you feel like you've accomplished something, try going for a run or swimming something that helps clear your head and makes that pint of Ice-cream not seem so awful or heavy on your tum-tum. Then again...

Tip 2: Woooooah you better SHOP.

 Shopping actually acts like a form of therapy, even if its just spending £3.50 on a LUSH bath bomb or a new piece of clothing, cd, game etc. But try not to go online. There is nothing like swinging a bag on your arm as you leave a shop and its instant. NO WAITING by the letterbox for three days, only to be told the package is too big and has been sent to the actual post office *Shakes fist*. It's also great to grab a few mates, we all have good days and bad days and they're mates for a reason.

TIP 3: DANCE. IT . OUT 

 who doesn't love a good dance? Even if you're not very good at it a little bit of old school 90s pop always brightens my morning/evening/life. (Think Genie in a Bottle and go from there...) Again this is referring to tip 1 a little, but have you ever just wanted to scream a long to that Britney Spears number and thought,''No I can't I'm a 46 year old heavy metal biker named Steve''?! Well Steve, I won't tell if you won't. Dance like no one is watching, which means you can literally go crazy.. Such a good relief of them feels.

    Personally whenever my flat is empty, I pump my speakers up to earthquake inducing level and put on some Taylor Swift (I'm not even ashamed) and literally shake off all the worries and poop feelings I have. Sometimes I do this even if flat mates are in flat (sorry guys, I'll buy you some choccie)

(who doesn't love Patrick Stewart, I mean check out his twitter pic)

 ANYWAY

Tip 4: Get your mates over and drink/eat until you can do no more

That literally explains it all really, but seriously if you are feeling a bit bummed out get all your favourite goodies and invite some friends over. Stick on a film that'll either

1) make you cry = think notebook (even if youre a guy you can't hide from the feels)

2) make you laugh = depending on your sense of humour, but personally 21 Jump Street is a top fav.

3) make you nostalgic = it was only a matter of time before I mentioned Disney (sorry not sorry)

 You don't even have to watch a film, just have a few drinks and talk about how you're feeling chances are they'll have been there too. Bake a cake? I find baking really helps me when i'm not feeling great some creative outlet that it truly tasty can never not make me smile... (mmmm cake)

most importantly : You won't feel like this forever, it'll pass everything does.

till the next time my little peach parfait, chin up and soldier on. You are most fab

                        M x

Maisie is loving: 

• Cheese- Need i say more?
• Charlie xcx- having got back from Glastonbury she is now on repeat on my ipod love it.
• New homes- recently moved into a new flat and it's all so exciting and clean (for now)
• The suggestion of colour being thrown into my wardrobe- apparently I can't live in black 24/7 and some floral prints are really catching my eye.

Confessions of a 20 year old blogger

OKAY, first of all I went to write "teenage blogger" in my post title before realising I am 20. I know 20 isn't old but damn, I still feel 13 most days and 3 the rest of the time.

 If you think that's dramatic;

1. Check my blog name you, AND ALSO
2. You haven't seen anything yet my pretties. (que evil laugh)

So...I wanted this blog to be sort of a output of me venting my feelings and thoughts (Being able to use over the 140 characters that twitter allows) If I'm entirely honest I wasn't sure what was the point of this, does it benefit me or you?! But maybe the idea is we help each other, in this life we are all bumbling along side by side the least we can do is give each other a hand right?

Enough of the heavy now me thinks, I decided to dedicate this blog to the first 3 of 20 things I have learnt now I'm 19 20(I WILL GET USED TO IT I PROMISE) and do at least one blog devoted to the next instalment every month (let me know if ya have any ideas) anyway:     

1.  From what I've seen some people most definitely peak at 15, and then after its all rubbish fake tan and broken dreams...(Basically it's okay to not be the most popular person that ever took breath)- Okay that was dramatic but what i'm getting at is that the minority of people were part of the popular clique when you're around 12-18, and truthfully that used to bother me A HELL OF A LOT when I was younger. The need to fit in was a huge weight on my young teenage shoulders, like it probably is on others now.. AND even in uni you get some people who want to float to the top, but I find them laughable being the wise old women I am now. You know who you are just take a chill pill I don't think you can get a degree in being 'an edgy cool ass mofo' BUT I'll ring UCAS and check, you never know. I think I just learnt that as long as you have a good group of people around you and you're happy then that is well and truly all that matters. . .

    2. Don't rush anything or wish for anything to fly by, EMBRACE EVERY MINUTE- Now I sound like a fridge magnet but I'm serious. Do you remember waiting to be 13, and then when you were 13 you probably thought "oh my gawd I can't wait to be 16 i'll be practically grown up" and so on with 17,18,19. I know I'm not at all ancient but so far in my dramatic lifespan, my favourite time was from when I was 13/14/15. When you can start to gain independence and yet still get pocket money and presents from father christmas.   

  (sorry I had to) ... BUT as I previously wrote about in a previous blog about Disney films(it is on the right waiting to be read, read me it cries.READ ME).. Ahem don't try and grow up too fast try and enjoy every minute every pimple every time your mum washes your clothes for you (trust me you will miss that when all your whites turn grey /off pink!) Because if you are always waiting for something even if its a birthday, are you making the most of this very moment? Or is it just counting down constantly? Perhaps have a little think... (Not that I'm making the most of this very moment, by deciding which bedding I should put on my bed. DRAMA) 

  AND finally for this little snippet of a blog, drum roll for my last piece of wisdom. Don't cry too hard....

   3. It is really not about who goes from your life, but rather who stays- It may sound a tad cliche, and a line from a self-help book but the people who stick around through all your meltdowns are the ones that count. NOT the ones that don't. 

       Personally I can find it so hard to stay positive sometimes, and it feels like people in my life are swinging through a revolving door of in and out. BUT it's the ones that have been in and stay in that are important, when it comes to friends its definitely quality over quantity RIGHT?! Though sometimes it feels more like this...

  

 So sad and so true... Steak is most defo not only the quality friend but the one who is always there. Trusty steak mmm. Anyway, we are all so young and as my father once told me (I sound older than 20 there, can never get the balance right can I?) He said to me "Why worry about all these silly people? you are 18 (at that time) you have met under 10% of the people you will EVER meet in your life, you have 90 more percent to find the right people so much to do and see just wait..."

               Him saying that just seemed to make sense and not needing an explanation, I hope it does to you lovely lot. You are all wonderful and you'll find some equally wonderful people if you haven't already.  SO tell your pals how great they are, but not to lovingly or they will accuse you of either being very drunk/high or you've dropped their toothbrush down the loo. (IT WAS AN ACCIDENT I SAID SORRY GOSH.)

                  

           ANYWAY... I feel I have prattled long enough my little bon-bons, till the next time you gorgeous creatures of the night. Stay Safe and EAT YOUR CRUSTS I PROMISE IT WONT MAKE YOUR HAIR CURLY (or will it...)

  M x

Maisie is ladeeeloving these things at the very moment in time:

• Crazy hair dyes- I have dyed the ends of my hair purple and I feel like some kind of summery fairy it is really quite awesome. AHAND not permanent, so does not mean my hair will snap off...
• Ten pin Bowling- Even if i did lose with the sides up.. I imagined the ball was the head of my enemies as it rolled along mwahahaa (i didn't really, even for me that's a tincy bit mean)
• A WHOLE PINEAPPLE FOR £1 FOR SAINSBURYS- spikey goodness IF I could work out how to cut it
• Playing music so loudly the floor vibrates- Is there any other way to play it though? It's so everyone else can appreciate my outstanding 'scene kid 2008-10 era' playlist...
• Second chances - We should all be more forgiving of each other, have faith cherubs the suns shining which can only mean good things are on the way!

  

FEEL free to drop a comment maybe a cheeky like, and any suggestions my lovely things will be either ignored or acted upon (I make no promises!!!!)

I've been surrounded. Let the awkwardness comence

Now, I don't claim to be any sort of life guru or live with zen and peace in my life. Quite the opposite, my motto is 'live by the sword drama die by the drama.'

BUT
I want to discuss a situation with you darling little lemon squares. Think of three different people you'd hate to run into, people that you may have never even met and yet your hate fire is fuelled strong for them... Now IMAGINE running into all three on the same day. at the same time. at the same place.

HUSH MY BABIES MAISIE'S HERE DONT WORRY. So yeah basically this happened to me, a friends birthday lunch in the cutest little cafe, we are all chatting and laughing not knowing my life was about to get that much more awkward (I know, I didn't think it was possible either) BUT into the cafe walks suspect number one... 

1.  The guy I went on three dates with a few months ago who still leaves me weird messages, and 'accidental' phone calls.- Okay, so things fizzled out on my end but he seems to not understand that "Goodbye forever!" Quite literally means, goodbye forever...                                          So he walks in and it feels like the room sort of hushes, being the upfront girl I am I... decide to hide in my drink and even consider putting my sunglasses back on (Not to obvious right?) BUT anyway this is me right now                               

                       Yeah deer in headlights, after three months of almost ninja like avoidance the moment has come. Don't be too on the edge of your seat, my ninja training pays off and he lurks at the bar having not clocked me yet. OF COURSE my friends are true darling and decide to giggle and whisper, until he turns around and sees me 'Don't say hi DO NOT YOU DARE say hi' says my brain. The gods of valhalla heard my prayer and thankfully he doesn't. Oooooohhhh no instead he does the really awkward smile and half wave mouthing of the word "Hey." Then picking up his drink and heading on upstairs. I feel his eyes bore into the back of my head like lasers decapitating me where I sit.  But I finally breathe out... For now (dun dun dun)

SO THE MEAL CONTINUES MUCH LAUGHTER AND ALCOHOL CONSUMED, and then in walks 

      2. The girl you're fake friends with and didn't invite due to it being a really long week and you having none of the energy to listen to her complain about her less than mediocre life problems.... - Don't look at me like that I didn't not invite her, but then again I didn't invite her. Opps... SO in she walks and again the room which is already at subzero temperatures while it almost being tropical outside, gets just that little bit colder again. SMITE ME WHERE I SIT THIS IS TOO MUCH FOR ONE PETITE DRAMATIC BLOGGER TO HANDLE ALONE. I want to hide assassins creed style ...

  ANYWAY how to deal with this situation? SHE approaches with a grin, like one of those creepy cat clocks. "Oh my godddd, hey you lot didn't know we were doing drinks today?" This is followed by a silence that seems to last for about four years. No one is able to say "We didn't tell you cause we cant actually stand yo" NO we just sit there looking well shifty and saying stuff like; "Oh no it was unplanned"...."Oh I text you didn't you get it?" 

             I want to just melt, like can we just not do this awkward polite secretly not very nice dance please. But she nods, smiles some more and then PULLS UP A CHAIR and starts ranting about a guy she has been dating who doesn't text her back straight away when she texts him but waits an hour to reply. I JUST CAN NOT SMILE ANY LONGER MY WILL TO LIVE IS EBBING AWAY

BUT I am here for a friends birthday so i deal with it just about, and I mean literally fists clenched nodding away because I'm scared if I say anything it'll just be a "SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP SHUT UP." So I remain quiet doing my breathing exercises in my head (yeah i dont know how that works either)... Until

3. The guy that you're currently datings ex girlfriend walks in... WHO might i add also happens to live with him.- I'm not going to even say what I felt here. BUT in short I got up and left very promptly tail very much between my legs and sunglasses over my face to hide my identity.

    Overall a very interesting lunch, is the universe trying to tell me something?! Punish me perhaps? Anyone? hello... *crickets*

OH SO ANYWAY, thanks for reading my little Flamingos I hope your week was a darn sight better than mine! Sending good vibes and love to you all... EAT YOUR GREENS THEY'RE GOOD FOR YOU! Always

                                                        M xxx

Maisie is lalalalaloving:

• Radio One-  It is literally how I wake up in the morning, thank you Grimmy you're pulling me through here.
• fancy coloured pens- making revision that little bit more fun (ish) and who doesn't love colour coordination am I right?
• Fresh bedding - Just that delicious feeling of fresh sheets on your skin, never ever overrated.
• Scrunchies - So 90s but so much kinder to my bonce than hair bobbles.
• White chocolate - In my opinion the greatest of all the chocolates.

goodness gracious MY LAPTOPS ON FIRE.

Well, I would have posted more of my wisdom sooner, but I think the blogging gods are trying to tell me something. My laptop melted, YES physically melted. I mean I knew I was a hot blogging machine but did my actual blogging machine really need to get so hot and melt on me?!

                                    
  ANYWAY I shall be blogging from my phone for now until new laptop is purchased and appreciated with all its glory. (Expect many "Oooh shiny" noises coming from
Me ) WHAT I wanted to blog about was cartoons and Disney and the whole concept that they are just for children.  Having used to work for the Disney company (in the Disney store) you regularly heard parents telling teenagers and other adults telling their friends/coworkers/partners/pets  that "Disney is for babies." My good sirs and madams who think this way you are deluded. deluded I say.
                         

   Don't we all want a little magic in our lives?! Fairy tales are magic, and I feel they come really with really important messages that ANYONE of ANY AGE can learn from. (Apologies for the over use of capital letters, it's not the diary of a dramaholic for nothing.) The idea of everything working out is something I think we could all use sometimes. Especially when we have a 6,000 word essay in at the end of the month and all we've decided is the font we want to use..

SORRY I had to...   Referring back though, I can openly say I love disney and children's films. I cry my eyes out from the beginning to the end of most of them. (Especially lion king and Up! - they kill me) Well really people just take the piss out of me for it, in a nut shell crying like a baby at something made for a baby.

    Well boo to you, these stories are magical they are cartoon characters that arent be real BUT they make me feel something. Isn't that extraordinary?! That these stories have touched so many?! Still not convinced I shall carry on with my rant.
    I learn from them, I learn the idea of wishing, the value of love, friendship, hard work and dreams. (Yeah it's gone soppy. I'm not even sorry!)
     Having gone to uni and lost a bit of my safety net of home, I feel like I need these films now more than ever. They make me feel safe and like a good book everytime I watch them I take away something different from any one of them... IS this just me that feels that way?!
   I've also begin to notice some of the innuendos kids film have I mean....

                        
These are definitely kids films right, it must be aimed at not just children.... Still not convinced?
   Sometimes I think people forget that these films are for all ages, and who are you to shame someone on something they like?! It's just rude and makes you a bit of a meanie pants(and no one likes those) sometimes it's nice to watch your favourite kids movie not only is it utterly brilliant, but I'll bet you'll be flooded with happy memories and might even learn something from it... But what can I say my names Maisie Hale and I'm not only a dramaholic but a disneyaholic too! (Maybe my laptop wasn't the only thing that melted)
       It's okay to be a kid sometimes, make that fort and watch all your old school favs. Honestly it may be the best thing you do this week. You have 7 days a week 22 hours to be the grown up, but for that hour and a bit you can just chill, and believe in faries. Life moves so fast, wouldn't it be nice to digress for a little while to being a 6 year old again. Amazed and captivated by the magic of a story it doesn't have to be a film, a place or book even a meal. Anything that makes you feel teeny tiny again. . .  Let me know how you get on with it , I believe we all deserve some Disney Magic every now and again. Trust me!
 

  Right well after that I suppose I'd better bippidy boppidy boo outta here (I'm not even sorry)✨
   Till next time my little chickpeas, let me know how you go!
                      M xx
P.s gifs will be arriving on this post soon never fear dolls
Maisie is loving:

• Non melted laptops (though utterly hilarious)
• Wearing sunglasses for the first time in forever (hope I HAVENT jinxed it now)
• Lemon fondant fancies, the ultimate Easter treat
• Dancing round an empty flat singing at the top of my lungs 
• Topshop, my always and forever 

GET SOME SUN ON YOUR BONES CHILD YA TOO PALE.

My name is Martha-Rose, and I am lost in wonderland...

My first blog post is inspired by  the words of Alice from Lewis Carrolls "Alice In Wonderland", when in utter despair she exclaims 'I give myself very good advice but I very seldom follow it .That explains the trouble that I'm always in '...

    I really connect with this saying, anyone else agree that saying things and following them is never that easy?!
       Take it when you have found yourself in a troubling situation with someone perhaps of the opposite(or same) sex. (HAVEN'T WE ALL). You always think that you will be that exception that you can and WILL fix whatever needs to be done, and god bless you for thinking that. But realistically you probably aren't going to be able to.....(someone had to say it, don't hate me.)

   
So yeah, put down the wine and read on dear ones... I recently had this weird deja vu  experience while pondering with a few friends, (and yes alcohol) why relationship can sometimes be the most sucky thing in the whole of suckdom. One of my Friends being in a spookily eerie situation which very much mirrored my own one in previous years. Yep a boy not wanting a relationship and a girl wanting one.  Wanting one BAD.
   
   I heard myself say "He's not worth it", "You can't make someone want what you want" and the kicker "If you're being secretive and hiding what you're doing you know in your heart (IN YOUR HEART) that it is wrong." I felt like the biggest hypocrite in the world.

 Why do we do this? Why do i do this? Offer up advice which I know is right, but in my own case, I don't follow it.
     Of course people learn from mistakes and personal experiences, but why is it we can't simply listen to the things our friends or loved ones tell us... We feel the need to sit there and nod and cry a little and say "Yes, you're so right. So wise.. Ci, ydy, oui, oui." BUT then of course, we do what we want anyway. Even though the outcomes are rarely good ones.

  Is it self sabotage? Or do we really believe that we can change our situations?! That if we can persist and persevere enough to make something happen it will.. That we all will get what we want. But my darling little chick peas, can I carry on my hypocritical advice giving?! (Don't groan too loudly)
                                            You are all worth more. 

My good friend once told me that we all deserve to be adored, and if we aren't adored by that person then they're not the right fit. And we all really do, that guy, girl or friend isn't worth it. Someone will come along who is,so don't waste your time on wasters... and maybe occasionally listen to the advice you give others. You'll be surprised by your own wisdom.

My suggestion, (not that you'll listen) write down every bit of advice you've ever given or been given. Even the silly things your Gran told you about taking your coat off when your inside or, "You won't feel the benefit when you go out." You'll honestly be surprised at all the wisdom you know or have been given. And maybe next time (we all know its going to happen) Both you and I can listen to our own advice.... But till then keep smiling my darlings, we are all lost in wonderland and if it's meant to be it will be. 

This week Maisie is loving:

• Banana shampoo (nearly good enough to eat it smells so good)
• Hudson Taylors FIRST ALBUM -Singing for Strangers
• Taking New York finale (GREAT TWIST)
• The sun finally making an appearance, a sign that things get brighter.

ALL MY LOVE, till next time

                   M x