Introducing Morty

Puppies sure are a joy. Biting, chewing and running away with every sock, bra or shoe they can find. This is Morty.

He looks very shy and timid in this photo as it was taken about an hour after we got him home. Now, however, he runs around the house like a lunatic. 

He is a maltese X terrier and was born a week before Christmas. He is very mischievious and can be very naughty.

This is him playing with his ‘monkey’, who frequently puts up with his vicious puppy attacks.

He also found a leaf of spinach intended for my guinea pigs and spread it around the kitchen.

But when he’s not in a crazy mood, he’s being a cute little sleepy puppy.

He also thoroughly enjoys a good belly scratch.

I hope you all love Morty as much as I do! He’s a crazy puppy but he’s EXTREMELY cute!

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Female Crossing Lights? Really?

If you live in Australia or keep up with what’s going on over here, you’re probably rolling your eyes continuously.

As part of a new initiative, ‘female’ crossing figures will be replacing some ‘male’ crossing figures at traffic lights. You know, the ‘males’ that are just a generic body figure to represent a human being? Yeah.

Apparently it’s vital that these changes be made because equality is very important. But there are so many better things that the time and money spent on this project could have been used for. 

I saw a great news story about it where the reporter was in the streets of Melbourne and said himself that the resources could have been better used, for example, to help the 12 homeless people he could see from where he was standing.

I understand the idea behind this project but could they really not think of a better way to express equality and try to support feminism?

Putting a stereotypical female outline, with the dress and shoulder length hair, is bound to offend a lot of women anyway. Not all women wear dresses, or have long hair. 

There’s no real reason to make these changes. It’s just a minimal effort by the government to appear as though they give a shit about feminism. If they really cared, they would be fighting for equal pay and equal opportunities for both genders. 

I also think it’s important to remember that men can be discriminated against too. 

So let’s ride out this ridiculous project and get used to seeing ‘female’ figures telling you when to cross the road. Because apparently ‘men’ can’t do that.

Also, just to be clear to all those feminist hating people out there, literally every single woman I’ve spoken to about this thinks it’s just as ridiculous as I do, and I assume you do. 

Feminism means equality, not female superiority. 

Divide

Hey guys, I know it’s been a few weeks since I failed my brief period of posting regularly but I have been doing a fair bit. I’ve moved out of home with my brother and his girlfriend, got back to uni and was absolutely swamped with assignments, been sick as well (with 3 different things), and just two days ago, got a new puppy!

So things have been hectic, but that doesn’t excuse my lack of organisation. I’m currently trying to tidy up and finish unpacking my room (and failing) while listening to Ed Sheeran’s new album.

I am really loving his new songs so I thought I would do a little micro post about it.

For one thing, I really love the cover of the album. It’s really cool and definitely suits the album, you know, with the whole ‘divide’ thing.

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There are 16 songs on the album and each of them are great but I think my favourites would have to be ‘Happier’, ‘Supermarket Flowers’ and ‘Nancy Mulligan’. I’ve noticed that family is a pretty prominent theme in this album as well as an ex finding new love and going through the process of an ex moving on.

I love everything Ed Sheeran writes/sings but these songs stand out to me. I can’t wait to see him perform them live. If you’ve never seen him perform live then you should definitely try your best to make that happen because it’s even more incredible than you can imagine.

If you haven’t made time to listen to the whole album yet, you should also do that because I guarantee there is something on the album that you’ll love. It’s very diverse.

Anyway that’s my little bit about ‘Divide’, I hope you enjoyed it and check out the album. Thanks for reading!

PS. Stay tuned for puppy photos and updates!

Short Story Time!

Hello again! Today’s post is a short story that I wrote for one of my classes last year. Just note as well that the song lyrics and titles are not my own creation. They’re from a Nickelodeon show called Victorious that I used to watch! Enjoy…

I can feel the sweat dripping down my forehead. The hot air blows past my face in an unsuccessful effort to cool me down. I love summer but the excessive sweatiness is never a good thing. The wind whips my brown hair around my face and in front of my sunglasses as Adam and I drive down the highway towards Los Angeles. We’d spent the last week on a road trip around the state and enjoyed every second of it.

Heading back into town, I started to dread the next day. The first day back at school. The summer break had been amazing. Adam and I had spent it travelling and sightseeing. As we drove closer and closer to home, the air rushing through the open top of his convertible, I felt the pit of my stomach slowly start to drop. One more semester until graduation, and then college.
Adam and I attend an arts high school with an emphasis on drama and performing arts. He’s an incredible singer and songwriter, the kind that you just know will make it big. I sing too, but I also enjoy acting. We do duets a lot but I always prefer to hear him sing alone.
This week we have to work hard to win the Hollywood Arts competition. This is one of the times I’ll perform a duet with Adam. He’s been writing a song especially for it, but he hadn’t let me hear it until we left for our road trip.
“It has to be perfect,” he’d said, “otherwise I’ll just be disappointing myself.” Nothing is ever good enough until he’s spent countless hours working on it in his garage, rewriting the same piece time and time again. It’s a wonder he ever gets any sleep, actually.
In this competition, we’ll be up against every other kid in LA that has some ounce of talent. But, if we win this, we have a shot at a record deal and we’ll be signed by Leo Kelly, one of the biggest producers in LA. If he signs us, he’s sure to make us huge.
We’re nearing my house now and I have to glance at Adam’s beautiful face before we part ways. His sculpted jawline and short stubble makes me never want to leave his side. Then, he looks at me and his striking green eyes lock with mine for a moment before he starts laughing.
“God Tori, what are you looking at me like that for?” He smiles as he redirects his attention to the road in front of us.
“I just like you, I guess,” I joke, “What’s wrong with that?” He sends me a teasing smile, the kind that would make other girls swoon. He could be such a player if he wanted to. He pulls up next to the curb outside my house. My mum is in the garden in the dimming afternoon light, subtly waiting up for me.
“I’ll catch you tomorrow, love,” Adam whispers as I kiss his cheek.
“Not if I catch you first.” I wink at him. He waves hello to my mum before he drives away with his shoulder length, black hair flowing in the light breeze behind him.
Mum greets me wearing her dirty gloves and sunhat with a big hug.
“How was the trip sweetie?” she asks.
“It was amazing mum; truly incredible. We got heaps of writing done. Oh and we finally started rehearsing the duet for the competition.” The main point of travelling so much together is because it gives Adam inspiration. He said to me at the start of the summer break that he wanted to see everything with me by his side. He wanted to write about what we saw and what we did. I can’t wait to see what the final product is of what he’s been working on this week.
I spend the night recapping the week to mum while dad sits there subtly scowling as I talk about song writing. Dad thinks that I’m wasting my time with performing and that I should go to college and become a lawyer or psychologist or something. I always shudder at the thought. I could never do something so mundane. Performing is what I want to do.
When I get up to my room and get my laptop out, I notice that Adam’s sent me a voice recording. Eagerly I start to listen to it. Anytime he sends me a recording, it’s almost always a small part of a song that he’s really happy with. This time though, the recording is almost three and a half minutes long. He’s sent me a whole song. I press play and hear his soft voice singing.
“Got a one-way ticket down a two-way street, got the wind in my hair and there’s dust on my feet, I’m just trying to make it in America. I’m singing the words to my favourite song, with the roof down and my glasses on, and I’m driving straight through America.”
The song is about our road trip. I’m in awe of how he can write a masterpiece like this so quickly. His light strumming of his guitar stops and that’s when I know it’s the end of the song. I send him a message full of praise and say goodnight. I listen to the song on repeat as I lay in bed and look forward to seeing all our friends tomorrow and for the competition that could make or break us.
The next morning, I throw on my cropped black jersey top and a pair of denim shorts. I grab a red flannie on my way out just in case I want protection from the scorching sun. I shout a goodbye to mum and dad and jump into Adam’s car.
“You’re looking bright this morning,” he says. I kiss him in response.
“Let’s get to it then. We’ve got a competition to win.” He nods with equal enthusiasm and we take off towards school.
Jade and Lee are already waiting in the parking lot when we get there. Hugs and handshakes are exchanged as we get out of the car. Lee and Adam go into deep conversation about some different songs they’ve been working on while Jade and I catch up. I tell her all about our latest trip and she tells me about an acting job she managed to get while on break.
“Are you guys ready for today? Are you nervous?” Jade asks. I shake my head.
“I have complete faith in Adam’s song. It’s bound to be a hit one day.”
After a few minutes, Rob and Lola arrive. Lola, looking as stylish as ever, is wearing a black knitted crop top under a leather jacket and high waisted ripped jeans paired with heavy black boots. How she doesn’t die from the heat, I don’t know. She never seems to suffer from excessive sweats like I do.
Our friendship group works really well. Adam and I are the only couple but Jade and Lee grew up next door to each other and used to play together every day during their childhood years. They’ve always had a particularly strong bond but for some reason they’ve never taken it any further. Lola and Rob used to date a millennium ago but now maintain a great friendship. They still tease each other all the time but it’s more playful than nasty.
The first half of the day goes by in a blur of homework tasks being handed in and new assignments for the semester being handed out. When lunch time rolls around I’m excited for my next class which is song writing. This is the one class I have with Adam and today we’re going to perform our song for the competition later in the day and get some feedback. It’s almost like a last minute run through.
Lola looks very unhappy as I approach the lunch table with Jade. “What’s up Lol?” I ask. She scowls at the sun.
“That,” she nods towards the sky, “is my problem.” She slides her bulky sunglasses off her head and onto her nose. Jade laughs and rolls her eyes. “It’s too hot for my liking,” Lola grumps.
“Well hey, if you wear a nice, light, flowing dress, you might be a bit cooler,” I joke, “perhaps pink? Maybe floral?”
Lola smirks sarcastically just as the boys get to the table.
“Who’s excited for the competition later today?” Rob smiles. Everyone raises their hands in unison. “Adam and Tori, I think we’re all praying to all of the gods possible that you guys come away with the first-place prize. Let us all raise our bottles of water to Adam and Tori,” Rob says as he stands on a chair and looks down at us, “We’ll all be there watching from the back, probably drinking, but there all the same.”
“Here here!” We all chant. I look at Adam and I can see in his eyes that he can’t wait to be up there performing, in front of the judges and crowd, this incredible song that he’s been working on. Six o’clock can’t come around fast enough.
Adam and I perform the song for our class and everyone has nothing but praise for it apart from a few minor key changes. Adam hugs me so tightly I swear I can’t breathe but I don’t ever want him to stop. Elated from the workshopping session, we take the rest of the day off school to rehearse.
He drives us to his place and sets up all the equipment, including a loop pedal, so he can create the final backing track for tonight. He has about fifteen CDs with the previous draft versions that didn’t quite make the cut. Adam starts to create the track while I go over what we’re going to wear on stage. As much as they deny it, the judges do notice and consider how we present ourselves.
Once Adam’s finished the track, we start singing. Adam will take his guitar on stage with him to play the simpler aspects of the song over the backing track. Hopefully it will give us some major brownie points, especially because Adam is young, attractive and can sing and play guitar. Girls go crazy over that kind of thing, which means a lot of sales when it comes to albums.
We go over the song a few times, each time going really well, but the more we sing it, the more Adam looks concerned. After the fourth rehearsal, I start to think that it’s not just nerves anymore.
“What’s wrong?” I ask. He looks from me to the music sheet in front of us and shakes his head.
“It’s just not quite where I want it to be. I thought it was but now…I don’t know. Something’s just not right.” He shakes his head again.
“Everyone loves the song, Adam. You’re being too hard on yourself.” I say. He looks unsure but nods silently. “Let’s go through it one more time. Try to be optimistic,” I smile, “you’ve done an incredible job.”
We spend the next hour singing while getting ready and packing everything up. Just as I’m slipping Adam’s guitar into its case, he grabs me around the waist and pulls me into an embrace. He holds me tightly and quietly for a while before letting me go.
“We’re going to be great tonight, Tori. I can feel it.” I smile at him and rough up his hair. “Well then, let’s go win that competition.” I say eagerly.
As soon as we get there, I can tell the competition is going to be fierce. There are so many people competing for one prize, it’s bound to get hectic. Adam and I say a quick hello to our parents and friends before heading backstage to get ready. We are going second last, so at least we get to suss out the competition before we go on. Although, that also means that we have more time for the nerves to kick in.
We’re seated backstage with all the other contestants as the first group go on. They’re five girls, wearing latex and bright colours, and look extremely confident. Suddenly I’m starting to doubt myself. I’m wearing a simple black dress with lace detail over the chest and my black leather jacket and heels. Adam’s wearing navy pants and a white suit shirt with the top buttons undone. We look good, but not latex good. More and more contestants go through and perform, each one has a unique look and an even more unique sound.
I’m becoming more and more anxious and I can tell Adam is too. His knee starts bouncing nervously and he’s blinking really fast. There’s eight more performances until we go on when Adam suddenly turns to me.
“Did you listen to that song I sent you?” He sounds urgent.
“Of course, I loved it. I listened to it all night.” I say. He smiles that cheeky smile and I can see an idea brewing.
“Good,” he says, “because I hope you know the words.” It takes me a second to let the gears tick in my head before I understand what he’s saying. His idea is insanity.
“I’ve only heard it, I’ve never actually performed it,” I say quickly, “I can’t do it now.” He grabs my hands in his and looks straight into my eyes.
“Yes, you can. This song…it has heart. I truly believe if we perform this song, we’re going to win.” I can see how much he wants this. I sigh and look at the ground.
“Fine. But you’d better be ready to play that guitar because we have no backing track for it.” He gets up excitedly to tell the tech guys not to play our track. “And Adam?” I say, “you’d better hope we win.” He flashes a smile at me and I can’t help but return it.
The next fifteen minutes go by in a frantic blur of harmonising and cementing in the lyrics of the song. It’s too soon when the coordinator is calling for us. Behind the black curtains next to the stage, Adam and I wait to be introduced.
“Up next we have a duo featuring Adam Hasset and Tori Leese who will be performing an original song written by Adam titled ‘Countdown’.” The coordinator says into the microphone. She gives us a nod and we walk out onto the stage, the blinding lights above us, to discover our fate.
“There’s been a slight change of plan folks, we’ll be performing my own song called ‘Make it in America’. Hope you enjoy.” Adam says as he settles in and starts to play. He starts the first verse and soon I’m joining in.
“Only thing to my name is an old t-shirt, faded 1985 from a Stones concert, and I’m dying to make it in America.” We sing. The crowd soon fades away and I find that I’m completely engrossed in this song. We decided the chorus would be all me and I feel a rush of butterflies as the first verse comes to an end.
“I wanna taste the sun, cause baby I’m born to run, I got a feeling that I’m not the only one, and I, I wanna show some skin, baby I need the ocean, and you can’t stop me now I’ve got my heart in motion, and I wanna make it in America, make it in America.”
I feel so overjoyed and happy as we continue to sing the song without fault. Adam was right, this song has real heart. It shows how much music means to him. The song finally comes to an end and we’re overwhelmed by applause as we come off the stage.
“Oh my god, Adam. That was incredible!” I jump into a hug with him and he breathes a sigh of relief at how well we did.
“I knew we could do it.” He says.
After announcing the last performance, the coordinator gathers all of the rest of us backstage, ready for the award announcement. It feels like an eternity as we wait for the competition to finish. The tension in the room grows more and more as we all wait to see whether our dreams will come true today. After almost twenty minutes after the last contestant finishes, the announcer is handed a sheet of paper from one of the judges, the very judge whose talents are up for grabs. Leo Kelly. He and the announcer walk onto the stage together, the sheet of paper securely in the announcer’s hands.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” she starts, “the judges have reached a final decision. After much deliberation, they’ve decided on one performance that they think is worthy of a deal with Mr.Kelly’s very own record label. Now, it’s time to announce the winner.” She unfolds the slip of paper and painstakingly reads over it before speaking. “The winner is…George Uley!” The crowd goes wild. George Uley performed a few people before us and, to be fair, he was incredible. However, I get the feeling that the reason he won has more to do with sex appeal than anything else.
Adam looks at me with a pained expression. His heart must be breaking. He’s spent so much time and energy preparing for this, and our performance really was something special. I wrap my arm around his waist as George pushes his way to the front of the crowd to enter the stage. Everyone starts to make their way towards their things and the exit. Just as Adam and I reach his guitar, Leo Kelly takes the microphone.
“Congratulations George, what an incredible achievement. However, there is one more thing I need to say before letting you all go home. I’ve decided that I’d like to offer a second record deal to another performance tonight. This duo gave a performance that had soul and the song itself was clearly something incredibly special to the performers. Adam Hasset and Tori Leese, can you please make your way to the stage?”
I look at Adam and see my shock mirrored in his face. We push through the crowd to the stage and we’re greeted by an enthusiastic handshake from Leo.
“You guys had a great performance, I’d love to offer you a deal with my record label, if you’ll accept, of course.”
The crowd goes wild as Adam grabs Leo’s hand again.
“We would be absolutely honoured.” He says.
“Thank you so much,” I add. He smiles at us.
“Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to introduce this year’s competition winners. George Uley for his performance of ‘I’m Yours’ by Jason Mraz; and Adam and Tori, for their performance of Adam’s song ‘Make it in America’!”

 

Thanks for reading, I hope you liked it!

 

 

 

My High School Fears Come True.

Everybody wants to be remembered. Whether it’s for being great, or not so great, the desire is always there. Being forgotten is almost like you never really existed, or that you weren’t important enough to continue existing in the person’s mind. Being forgotten was my worst fear about finishing high school.

It’s been well over a year since finishing school now and I have come to the realisation that I’ve been forgotten. Not in the literal sense in that no one remembers I exist. But, in some ways, this form is much worse.

I seem to have been forgotten by my best friends.

A few days ago I was walking down the beach and it finally hit me. I’m not really friends with anyone I was friends with in high school anymore. Of course, I still speak to a couple of them every now and then, but it’s nothing more than a friendly chat before we go our separate ways again, for months on end.

It’s quite sad actually, how some of these friendships that I swore would last a lifetime have dissolved into practically nothing. It’s a strange feeling when I think of the few girls that I called my best friends and see them as just a few more people that I know.

Maybe I should have pushed harder to see them more. Maybe they should have tried harder. Maybe we just weren’t as close as we thought we were.

The worst part, though, is feeling completely forgotten by the one friend I thought never could forget me. We went from speaking on a daily basis to her not even coming out of her boyfriend’s room to say hello when I came to visit my own boyfriend at uni. It became heart breaking every time I went because of the lack of care that she had that I was there.

Her boyfriend became more important than anything else in her life, which I can understand on some levels, but in doing so it meant that she forgot how to have her own life. It makes me sad to think about how many times she said no to catching up because she was busy with him.

I guess I can’t blame her for being in love, but it still hurts to lose a friend this way. To feel forgotten by the people that were most important to you is the worst kind of forgotten.

I don’t care that the other people in my year, who I had nothing to do with, have probably forgotten my name, if not my entire existence. I care that my best friends, who meant the absolute world to me, seemed to have forgotten our friendships.

Maybe we’ll re-connect one day and it will be great again, but maybe not as well. I wish that we’d all tried harder to stay together. I wish that we’d known what leaving high school does to people and prepared ourselves for the new journey.

But, the truth is, we drifted apart. I still think of my nutty friend. I will never forget the crazy stories we made together, but I think now, by writing this down, that I’ve finally realised that friendships change, and people change.

And that’s okay.

 

 

 

Divinity LA

You’ll never be stuck for a gift for your mum/sister/girlfriend/best friend ever again.

Allow me to introduce one of the best companies around; Divinity LA.

Divinity LA are a company that handmake beaded bracelets, each one having a different meaning. Divinity LA is based in, you guessed it, LA. They are super easy to deal with and make the whole shopping experience a breeze.

I stumbled upon an ad for Divinity LA on facebook and knew my partner’s mum would love something like that for Christmas. While I was at it, I picked out something for my mum too.

What makes these bracelets so special is that with each purchase, depending on which one you buy, Divinity LA donates a dollar of that sale to a corresponding charity.

For example, my partner’s mum received this beautiful set of two:

The Sea Turtle

This bracelet proves that slow and steady wins the race. Featuring stones that enhance creativity and mental clarity, this stunning piece is sure to attract happiness and a positive outlook on life.

Divinity Green White

Featuring the powerful influence of creativity, this bracelet is optimal for increasing mental function and composure. This enchanting piece uses stones that encourage new friendships and enhanced emotional strength, which all together bring forth happiness and joy.

By purchasing this stack you will be donating $1 to each of the following: Sea Turtle Conservancy, and to improving children’s health around the world.

The bracelets are so beautifully made and the beads are of a very high quality. My partner also bought me a set (at my request) that I absolutely adore.

Ella

Featuring an elephant that represents patience and strength, along with a combination of stones that bring about creativity and clarity. Not only is the bracelet a powerful tool for reducing stress, but also helps to increase self-confidence and instill power and tranquility throughout daily interactions.

Divinity Pink White 

Featuring Rose Quartz, known to instill relaxation and compassion and help break negative thoughts. This bracelet donates to help cancer patients who are fearlessly fighting towards remission and to the research that will one day lend a cure.

By purchasing this stack you will be donating $1 to each of the following: Relay for Life, and International Elephant Foundation.

There are many more to choose from, and at only $16US for a single bracelet and $28US for a pair, you can’t go wrong. They make such great gifts by not only being gorgeous pieces of jewellery but also giving something back, which is a gift in itself. It’s feel-good jewellery, essentially.

Here’s the link to their website and facebook page. I hope you all have a look at the incredible work this company does and buy a nice bracelet or two!

https://www.divinityla.com/pages/our-story

https://www.facebook.com/DivinityLA/

Ps. They’ve just brought out a Valentine’s Day bracelet too, check it out!

https://www.divinityla.com/collections/valentines-day/products/divinity-love

 

New Year Resolutions (sort of).

It seems fitting that my first post of 2017 is a New Year’s Resolution post. I’m back, after a year or so of posting very rarely, to hopefully get into some kind of routine. 

First things first, let me update you on where I’m at. I’ve completed my Cert IV in Professional Writing and Editing and am enrolled in the Diploma this year. I’ve had a few pieces of writing published in local newspapers, which I was very excited about. I also sent in a non-fiction piece to a major magazine and was rejected in the best way possible. 

On a more personal side, I’m moving out of home in a couple of months with my brother and his girlfriend and best friend. I’m also now a supervisor at work which means more shifts and more money (yay).

This year I’m hoping to achieve more, particularly with my writing. I want to get published in a magazine/newspaper with something more than a few hundred words. I’d also really love to reach over 50,000 on one piece of fiction. I want to post more regularly on here, but with more meaningful posts, with things that are interesting to everyone.

On top of my writing goals, I also want to continue going to the gym a few times a week (which I’ve recently signed up for) for at least 6 months. I want to feel better about my body and know that I’m doing something to help myself both physically and mentally. 

I hope this year is as great, or, with a bit of luck, even better than 2016.

Here’s to 2017 and a new year to make great memories and achievements. 

I hope you all have a fab year and achieve everything you want to!

Ps. Thanks for reading!

My Happy Place

Happy Valley is only a short drive from Linton and holds many childhood memories of summer days spent at the river. Over the last 10 years, the river has grown in popularity with campers as a sort of retreat. With the beauty of the river so conveniently placed in the heart of the bush, it’s not hard to see why.

To get to the river, we would cross the Happy Valley crossing, which is well-known for its tendency of flooding. If the weather allowed us, we would cross the crossing and turn left down an old dirt road.

To the unaware eye, all that lay ahead was a clearing and a shallow river, nothing more than a large pond. But, the real magic was across and beyond the tiny river.

We would walk through the shallow water, esky and bogey boards in hand, and along the short stretch of washed, rounded white stones to the part of the river that was deep enough for swimming.

We would spend the day at the river, uninterrupted, basking in the sunlight that managed to seep through the tops of the tall gum trees and listening to the kookaburras sing for more days like it.

Sometimes we would bring our dogs, Minty and Barney. Neither of them particularly liked swimming so I’d put them on the bogey boards instead.

The river at Happy Valley is one I will always remember fondly. It reminds me of hot summer days eating curried egg sandwiches and swimming amongst the reeds that I once thought concealed crocodiles. It reminds me of my family’s happiness at the opportunity to spend an amazing summer day together. Happy Valley is indeed a very happy place.

How to get organised: a struggling student’s guide.

Uni is killing me. There’s assignments throwing themselves at me like guys do in a bar (just kidding, I don’t go to bars ;)). It’s so easy to get swept up in the stress and become overwhelmed. 

I’ve realised that I NEED to do something about my organisational skills before I fall back into bad habits. So this is what I’ve done to help me get back into the swing of organisation.

1. BUY A DIARY/PLANNER

This is an obvious yet oh so essential item. Buy a diary or planner and start using it DAILY. Write down everything you have to do. Include homework, assignments and any other necessary information. Make sure you refer back to this to check if you’ve done everything for that day.

2. MAKE A WEEKLY PLANNER 

This, like your diary, should include everything you need to have done that week. Fill in a new one each week and add to it as necessary throughout the week. Put it up somewhere you’ll definitely see it all the time to remind you what to do.

3. ORGANISE YOUR FOLDERS

My folders and books this semester are neatly organised and I even have a reference page at the front of the books of when assignments are due and what they are. Use dividers and plastic pockets and make it look pretty. The more beautiful it is, the more likely you are to keep it up to date.

4. SET ASIDE TIME ONCE A WEEK

Once or twice a week, put aside a few hours to do some assignment work or, in my case, do some writing. My main issue is that I don’t dedicate specific amounts of time to a project and end up doing it the night before (as is the social obligation of the tired and slightly insane uni student). By putting aside, for example, two hours on a Tuesday afternoon purely for study, you’re setting yourself up to be ahead in classes and have assignments complete DAYS before they’re due. I’ve already finished one presentation this way…now that’s a sentence I never thought I’d get to say. 

5. STICK AT IT

My biggest tip is to just stick with it. The more you try to stay organised, the better you’ll get at it. Use your diary and weekly planner, get your books in order and manage your time more effectively and before you know it, you’ll be at the top of the class and stress will be miles away.

Wish me luck in staying organised! I’ll need it…

And let me know if this works for you as well! :mrgreen: xx

6 Things To Spice Up Your Relationship.

Sometimes relationships become like a routine. You do the same things all the time and eventually you’re both going to get sick of it. So here’s some ideas on how to spice up your relationship and make things a little bit more exciting.

1. Bake.
Something as little as baking them cupcakes can make the world of difference, particularly if they’re having a crap day. This will likely put them in a good mood which means you’ll have more fun together.

2. Date night.
I know this is so overdone and a bit cliche but try to make a real evening of it. Get dressed up, go somewhere really fancy for dinner or drinks and go over the top. It’ll make the night more memorable.

3. Travel.
This doesn’t mean you have to book a 3 week tour through europe, but even just going for a drive somewhere new can be really exciting. Choose a nice Sunday to take your partner somewhere neither of you have been, find a nice little bakery or pack your own lunch and find a park. Whatever works for you.

4. Buy them a gift.
I’m not saying that expensive gifts are essential in a relationship, but occasionally it can be nice to buy your girl a ring or a necklace or buy your man a new game. Choose something you know they’ll love and appreciate. It doesn’t have to cost the world for it to mean the world to them.

5. Talk.
Stay up late one night and just talk for hours. Talk about your fears, dreams, ambitions, or anything that helps you get to know eachother just that little bit better. Even if you’ve been together for years, there’s always something new to learn about your partner.

6. Go over the top romantic.
Flower petals on the bed, a candle lit home cooked dinner or even a lovely picnic in the gardens. Go way overboard and as well as being a wonderful time for you, it’s also really fun to plan little surprises for your partner and see their reaction when they see the effort you’ve gone to to make them happy.

Hopefully that helps any of you guys who feel like your relationship is becoming a bit boring. Stay lovely! 🙂 x