But what am i talking about?!

Guys.. did you know it's actually possible to travel from Portugal to Vietnam solely by train at 17 thousand kilometers which is 10563.31 miles. WHAT?!?!?! This is indeed the longest train journey in the world, just imagine preparing for that travel! I would love to do this one day or hear from someone who have done this but to be quite frank, we're actually rather boring and just take planes. My favorite plane ever was British Airways' Airbus 380-800 which is a double deck plane and just haaaa-uggeeeeee - it was so damn beautiful with a beautiful BA team. I'd spend my time playing supermario or watching the latest movies while being served a three course meal - aaah blisssss, this stopped when they began raising the prices to fly! eh?! I'll just stick with with the BA Boeing 700s, Delta, Virgin or Thomas cook for a quickie flight. Although, Singapore airline actually impressed me! They had such a beautiful stairway that swirled upstairs and blankets sponsored by 'Givency' - okay that was just a lil' deep! The flight nearly cost me my life so never am I booking a flight two months before the departure date.
Financial sadness! Anywayyyyyy - what about hitchhiking?? Many people love going for this, especially those from Australia! I swear they like to live on the edge. It's a shame that it's not really safe, I mean - it's 2014, safety is no longer of existence in our society and hitchiking is banned pretty much everywhere. Wait, in Cuba the Government vehicles are actually legally required to pick up hitchhikers so hey, let's all go travel round Cuba and dirty dance at a local bar - not your style? Okay let's just quickly forget that then. Anyway my mother would never allow me to hitchhike; she would dare to break my toes in case I were to try. So erm, i think I'll leave that alone. She thinks the craziest things whenever I suggest something wild and she's like but what if you come across a grizzly bear, what will you do. Mum really? really though? But you know what, a bite from a grizzly bear can crush a flaming bowling ball - ye what? To answer the question I would play dead but then if the bear goes ahead and steps on me when walking off then I'm done for. No questions about that.

A discussion with my sister revealed how passionate I was about travelling and to think of it even when I'm in London, I would spend 45% of my day getting somewhere. Not on purpose of course but if I needed to get something or see someone at the other side of London then I would be happy to.
Aaaargh I'm waffling again! - you must stop me sometime.

Well like every human beings, we all have different likes, dislikes and taste. We all like different guys, clothes, food and music but it's the passion we have for the interests, we share. When I speak of my likes I would tend to talk about my favorite color, tv programmes, food, books bla bla blaa, boooring! My dislikes however, we could be here forever!

Shall we continue? Silly question, I would have regardless of your answer.

Firstly, let's all hail my boyfriend for putting up with my dislikes - I wuv you my booboolebebah - too much? okay its too much. But speaking of sort of which, I used to fancy the pants off Shia Labeouf who played in films Transformers, Disturbia, Eagle eye and quite a few more. He is currently 27 and I used to think he was of divine beauty - I will admit it, he still is.

 You must be thinking that I'm insane but no, no I'm not actually - I'm doing quite well for myself thank you.

Anyway, this Shia is half French and half Jewish, he actually became an actor to try and support his poor family although he was the only child. His Grandmother changed and mispelt the name Labeouf (when it should be Laboeuf) and his name now means 'Thank God for beef' - how bizarre!!

Rightttttt - my dislikes, where should we start?

• I will start with my most severe dislike, in fact i used to hate feet so badly I'd shiver at the sight of it or just die a little inside if it were to touch me but now I just dislike it and that's an improvement! Most of you are probably wondering about how I felt about my very own - I'd wear socks all day, everyday. Oh and wearing brand new socks or fresh ones just before stepping on a pool of water in the kitchen or bathroom makes me soooooo sad! I hate that, hate it! Even whenever I leave the bathroom or restroom and the door handle is wet - WHYYYYYYY? There are hand dryers and paper towels for you to dry your flaming hands!! The thought of pee or sweat on my hands just makes me spaz up. Ah you know what, it takes me about 13-18minutes to pee in a public toilet, I have a routine; firstly I would wipe clean the seat with the tissue or wipes provided, then lay out strips of toilet roll around the seat filling every white spot and then I would take my seat so I have never once sat on a naked toilet seat in public.

• I used to hate seafood but now I like calamari which is squid and this was ever since I had it almost every day in Spain '10 for my 16th. 
• Oh and I have very poor patience! None at all, once I went shopping with my boyfriend and he is such a girl when it comes to picking clothes ergh - once I actually felt like jumping off an edge (like that Chinese dude in the news!) but no that's just not funny and I would never do that. I just genuinely hate shopping so much these days. They just give me headache, fsdnagijbh.

• Used chewing gum that I come across under tables and chairs just make me cry, seriously. Especially when the nearest toilet to wash your hands is so far and you were comfortable just where you were. It annoys me so much seeing chewing everywhere on the pavements too, almost like it was meant to part of the pavement design and there is truly a pattern!

• People who talk about people they roll with I really can't respect, you're either a friend or not. To think that if they do that kind of thing with them, what do they do with me? Do they speak ill about me too? I dislike that and it's a shame because it happens so often in my opinion and you can never tell really.

• The sound of scraping from a blackboard, plate or anything touching feeling makes me flinch so much, I absolutely hate the feeling I get when I hear dreadful sounds. Even the sounds of fights or crying I just can't bare.

• Goodness and babies or toddlers in public transport who stare at you and don't even smile makes me so so uncomfortable! Once, a baby boy was staring at me so i'd thought to make some funny faces and he just began crying!? The mother quickly held him up and looked around wondering what caused him to cry so I hid my face fast enough and felt so ugly and shameful! Jheeze.

• Vegetables, shoot me now, I actually don't like. Anything green to be honest. Peas are just like feet stuck in your teeth, so so so so disgusting. I hate spinach, cauliflower, broccoli, celery, cooked cabbage, aubergines, brussel sprouts, sweetcorn (I swear this is a fruit), watercress, carrots - I can't spend all day naming them all. Liquorice are acids on your tongue, the same for jelly beans, ew.
  I hate hate eating nonsense chocolaty chocolate fudge cakes and yoghurts with chunky unnecessary bits in. I don't enjoy bananas at all (apart from plantain of course) and don't get me started on steak, liver and blue cheese but you know what, I think I have said too much here.

But I'll leave with this: strawberries, raspberries and blackberries are not actually berries, in fact bananas, pumpkins, tomatoes, watermelon and avocado are berries! 

45% of what was me

So I was last telling you about my trips and travels and perhaps didn't give you enough of me! - well to the point where i discovered I didn't quite reveal all about me especially my musical and arty persona in this such blog. But the problem is, I don't want it to be tedious for you to read just as it would be for me to write (well thats a lie! I love writing) but it won't be long, promise.

Gymnastics with ballet, believe it or not - I managed to achieve up to level 9 in the sport but stopped abruptly because of my poor poor back. I must say my back is terribly deformed, so badly that i had to take a 9 week physiotherapy which costed me far too much but indeed my therapist was too beautiful so of course I didn't mind then. But what was i thinking? - he was going to fall in love with me and we'd run away together and live happily ever after? no. So I signed myself out and left for good! Mum says i ought to do it myself - well to be honest, i don't quite know how that would work.

When I left the focus of gymnastics and ballet, I thoroughly enjoyed being in stage musicals at school; waving to my mum saying 'look mum its me' in the middle of the production. While my siblings were taking swimming lessons, I was going to drama rehearsals so I grew to hate swimming and became really bad at it predictably (when i say became, I don't mean I was ever good, just worst). When I was younger, I never really was of any important character in plays as I was quite shy or just because I was black to be honest - sadly Princess and the Frog was released now that I am older and I never got the opportunity to play her, maybe one day there will be a casting for a production on it but then I forget I can't sing! (too many people tell me this which hurts haha) Her name is Tianah too - I was so made to be her! Although, I shouldn't think I would be comfortable making kissy faces with a frog, whether it be real or fake, just not when I was like 9; (the stage where we had 'girls only' clubs and boys were disgusting) - those were my days.

Anyway! I got into Oliver Twist the Musical at my local theater when I was 11 years old and played one of the boys (my hair was draped back, ew) but because I was black, parents were looking back and forths among themselves with the look of 'I don't recall a colored person in this story'. My mother would probably be sleeping somewhere in the audience but I was happy she came! Oliver Twist is my all time favourite musical and everyone knows this! My boyfriend is called Oliver but referred to as Olly and I'm always tempted to burst into a song from the musical. He's doing music but doesn't like musicals?!?!?!?!?!???!?!?!?!??!??!?!??!?!?!?! Trust me, I'm working on this.

- backkkk to the point.

Going to MaryHare as I mentioned was quite difficult I'd be honest (or did I mention that?), I wasn't 'Means Girls' popular but I shouldn't think I was a loser because come on I'm me! (joke guys, a joke). Anyway, when I arrived, I arrived late and was disliked for some reason, I swear nobody liked me haha. I don't think they wanted anyone new in their year just because. In my first year, I was thrown in a bathtub full of water .because. .it. .was. .funny. No I didn't find this funny and to be honest there's nothing really funny about it, I tried to think of something funny about it though, but no, nothing. I don't do revenge though so I quietly cried stupidly and went to my unfortunately shared room and spoke to no one. I was talked about and poked about, I didn't say much and spent most of my evenings with my older sister for comfort. Anyhoo I took part in the school plays and end of year drama shows which I loved at the time and would say helped improved my confident! A girl joined the school shortly after me and we shared our musical interest and my time spent there was better than it ever had been! It involved dancing and acting but I rarely acted actually - hmm only just thought of this now. My last ever show there was on Hairspray - and guess what? Black people were actually segregated from the whites in the show! Meaning no main roles for any blacks although please note there was like 3 of us who were black - no fuss(!) So i wasn't really part of the show but i did danced in it with two other 'dark skinned' ladies. This made me become more into musicals than ever! Even today, perhaps once every two months I would watch a West-end show and all have been worth every penny and time.

Ah, flute was my musical instrument after playing the recorder! I was able to read music and play quite well other than spitting saliva to my teacher every now and again. I would play in front of the school or annoyingly at home. I got up to grade 5 but sadly didn't wish to continue on to grade 6 - my teacher was stressing which was stressing me and I just gave up, sadly. I learnt massively from this experience and promised myself not to give up so easily just because someone else i was doing something with was just losing interest.

I did promise not to be too long so I'll stop here and return soon xx

Just trust your struggles

The fear of failure is the tendency to put obstacles in our path so that we can make external attributions for failure - this is bad! I used to do this a lot and it got me nowhere but sadness and shame. I have been turned down by several jobs, i have struggled in class at university and school (during my Alevels i strongly felt that i was going to fail and I developed a very poor, unhealthy attitude). I have struggled with hearing important information, I have been let down by friends but I got this far!!

My blog title ; 'May we live a little braver' which goes along the lines with 'Live a little bolder, laugh a little harder and make the world a little bit brighter' - is such a lovely saying as it is basically declaring you to just quit worrying. I'm a dangerous over-thinker and have crazy paranoia, i know - i admit it but words of sayings and people assist with living on a higher, much better note, i want to live and tell others. This world, which seems as though people are losing faith in humanity with - and some parts of me don't blame them but in my correct opinion, they are not seeing enough to conclude their reason - that this world is messed up. It kind of is but there's more to it than that truly.

People ask me too often what i want to be when i grow up - the problem with me is that I generally have no clue. I thought i did but i was wrong. It changes everyday! For all of our awakening lives we have followed the regulations of going to school then to college, getting into university and indeed getting a job, marrying your love one (which still applies hopefully) and making babies for them to do the same. Yes, this is life, the circle of life. (Lion Kings always comes into my head when i say this). The competition is far too high after graduation and luck is running short if i don't do something. It is currently all about enriching my CV, getting some experience, doing some research and asking my neighbors questions then hopefully i see a bigger picture of what i want to do.

'Let things flow as they shall' 

I would be doing endless research and seizing opportunities to travel so i can meet people, see what's out there, get new ideas, form plans etc and again all this would perhaps form a successful career or future as mentioned above. Thankfully this has worked for me so far and i am having huge hope for a promising future. My mother is my own inspiration, she is a wonderful strong lady and forever tells me to keep living my dream - she is 100 percent behind me. Just what i need too.

For me, it's all about raising awareness to the level of hidden discrimination against those who have a disability, however 'hearing' they may seem. As unfortunate as it may be, I feel that I have to work even harder for my success as well as others in my position. There is still a damn problem with race too and being a woman but this is nothing to complain about surely, we are fighters.

Anyhoo - cut the chatter, a while ago I was spending hours emailing companies, entering competitions, filling in applications and searching on the net for work or anything that could raise my chance for a great career.

One day, I got an email back from the CRCC ASIA (which stands for China Recruitment Ltd and China Consulting Ltd) which is the award winning leading provider of internships in China - a company from the British Council - saying I have won a business scholarship to work for the British Embassy in China, Beijing!! There were over 100 applicants for this position and i was picked! ME! I couldn't believe it.

I will be working with Carma Elliot who is the executive director at China's largest international NGO (non-governmental organisations) - 'Half the Sky Foundation'. With 1,500 staff working in 52 cities across China on a budget of $20 million! She is currently leading a major transformation project in which all operational staff would transition to Chinese government employment. In addition, she is managing a $7 million program to train and certify every child welfare worker in China. Like as if!? She is even responsible for the nation's relationship with China's ever-expanding business capital. I feel so privileged!
 My role will be to draft a strategic sponsorship plan at the cultural and education section at the British Embassy. I am due to leave at the end of May to start working with them for a month! I shall be writing during my stay there so hopefully some of you will still be returning readers! Furthermore, some of you may already be aware that i was also offered a teaching job (Subject: English as a foreign language) in a province in China (TBA) from July to the end of August and I have kindly accepted the offer so I will be away for three months on this truly exciting practical and professional experience!!! yay mee! I would also gain exposure to China's dynamic culture and lifestyle which is exactly the opportunity to invest in my future!

I do try to live by the saying - 'broaden your horizon and live extraordinary' - i'm getting there!!

My next post will be about my musical nature - keep attached my lovelies x

I never finished, did i?

Where did i leave off from?

ah yes.

Well i would have started uni and my new job as a caterer; and by November I would have already completed 3 assignments and revision for exams in the new term. I had worked at Brighton's Pride, Freeze festival, Olympia Horse Show, The Vaccines and Bloc Party concert, the George Micheal show, London Ice sculpting festival, Carfest in Cheshire, the Wedding Show exhibition (i so wanted to get married - at the time.. at the time) and much more.

January 2013, i flew to Antalya, Turkey with my mother and my sister for a week as a break. We were living in luxury with open bars and 24 hour buffets which great sunshine and lovely people. When i returned, I began my first internship placement at the DCAL research centre located in UCL, North London, which stands for Deafness cognition and language. Initially I was working 26 hours per week then after a few weeks it was dropped down to Mondays and Wednesdays for 4 hours. I was working on the functional transcranial doppler imaging project and the executive functioning project collecting data onto a spreadsheet on SPSS. I would go into details it but i won't as it would be tiresome for you and me! Anyhoo i was there for 6 months as it became too demanding for me to keep attending. At this time, I applied for other universities as i felt that i wasn't getting enough from the University of West London (UWL), i wasn't happy and i just wanted to move. I managed to submit and send a UCAS form in time and awaited responses.
Around this time I grew close to a guy who lived in the same residential area as me; at the start we kept bumping into each other and would briefly chat. It was nothing big but the chemistry was firing, well for me anyway. After swapping numbers and tolerating his frequent cockiness, we somehow started hanging out almost every night talking for hours and hours until daylight! I kept this a secret until i fell for him completely - late after we were introduced to the world of dating and started going on dates. He had not been to a cinema nor a west end musical for who knows how long - so we were booking tickets and having meals out to visiting attractions in London. I thought, goodness we're getting serious but not quite so. He was doing Music Technology and was the loudest one at every party but he would never dance. He is a year older than me and just loved drinking beer, eating chicken and making me laugh - i really liked this guy, I never really understood why.

Greece in April'13 was a great break with my flatmate and it was amazing, we flew to Kefelonia island then spent a few days in the city - Patras before flying back home again. Still, I was completing assignments and hitting deadlines on time, I sat exams and completed my first year at UWL! I got accepted into Kingston University as a transfer student after attending an 'are you good enough' interview and a tour. I was due to start in October but dreaded starting all over again.

Now now, Summer '13 was to be the best yet - in June, I went to Pinkpop Festival in Landgraaf, Holland with a friend for a week - headlines included Ellie Goulding, Greenday, Kings of Leon, Kodaline, Paramore, The Scripts, 30 Second to Mars, Fun and Tom Odell. Just fantastic - we camped in Site B with the rest of the Dutch and it was just surreal you know, being the only fewest English goers, it felt proper, like true means of travelling. Soon after I went to Marrakech, Morocco with my sister for my 19th birthday, we spent the week racing quadbikes, visting the Jardin Majorelle, trekking with Camels, hiking desserts and climbing waterfall sites.

In July, Saffron and I booked a flight to Thailand with no plans, only to stay for two months. We reserved the first 2 nights in Bangkok then thought to sort the rest out from there - it worked out very well! (In fact I ought to uploads pictures from Cambodia and Thailand shortly just to show you and definitely inspire you to visit too!) The first 3 weeks of our time in Thailand was pre-booked from an agency we visited while we were wondering around the city. We first went up north to Kanchanaburi by car for 2 nights to visit the waterfalls, Jeath Museum, riding and washing elephants as well as playing with tigers in another region then from there spent 2 days travelling south by an overnight train then a ferry and a car to the islands of Koh Samui. Here we spent the week visiting local events such as fire parties and bars and chilling at a beautiful hotel located directly on the beach, booking thai massages and nail fun. We were helping at a Dogs home basically cleaning up shite, brushing hairs and clipping nails. We spent the last moments there naming puppies and playing with them. They were so damn cute; my favourite was Bailey. We also visited Angthong National Marine Park for a day with lunch and saw wild monkeys, we also did kayaking which was so scary as we were rowing in the middle of the sea! After our stay there, we then took a boat to Koh phi phi where the island has no cars! NO CARS!? Can you just imagine? It was just beautiful. One night i lost my flip flops then ended up walking around with my bare feet, me, bare feet, me. We spent a few days there climbing hills, meeting people and eating out. We also took a trip around several islands and even attempted snorkelling - this (we saw so many fishes!) then to 'The Beach' island where we had to swim to the shore against the waves!! Ofcourse i had my lifecoat on, actually i'm pretty sure everyone did!! It was raining and the waves were so dangerously rough, we generally thought we wouldn't make it home. We headed to Koh Phangan island and attended the world biggest full moon party which went on until the AM and several of other events and trips. After Phangan, we took a boat then coach to Krabi for a few days going around islands by a speedboat which could have broken my back and neck, seriously! We then tried snorkelling again which was not too successful at the time, no. We were on tsunami hazard zones which was a little spooky too but handled rather well. We then made it to Phuket for a few nights then made a last minute decision to go to Chiang Mai which took 27 hours in total on the coach. We overstayed in Chiang Mai but there, the people were more locally friendly! We tried different thai food and went to several historical places. We were working at Buddha school for the boys - Dhammukshra School - assisting the English teachers and helping on the pronunciations and spellings. We also helped with the World Peace Ethics contest. We visited the train market also known as the umbrella market, floating markets, saw fireflies from a longtail boat. We went to Pai for 3 nights visiting the grand canyon and feeding elephants, also attending the monkey show. We spent the day visiting the long neck hill tribe village in Chiang Rai - we returned to Chiang Mai for a few days, bike riding and sightseeing. Soon we took the coach to Surin which was further south near Bangkok, where we did a homestay at a headmaster's house with his wife. Here we were teaching English at his school - Surriphinpittaya Government School - we were given a timetable for each day. Soon it was time to head to Bangkok before our flight home, we spent the last few days shopping and going out to places we needed to tick off our list. We splashed on a classy hotel in the city to enjoy our evening in the tallest building, drinking sherry and listening to live soul music reflecting on our adventures. It was a sad enjoyable moment.

12 hours on the plane felt like a short moment in the toilet! I went straight home to Milton Keynes to tell all then spent a fabulous week with the boy i so liked. I was soon due to start my second year at Kingston University and began a new job also as a caterer but at dinner parties, conferences and as a bar staff at Royal Albert Hall.
December '13, myself, my mum and my sister flew to Turkey again this time to travel. We visited Istanbul, Pamukkale, Belek, Bodrum and Cappadocia within 2weeks as Antalya being our base home to return to - just wonderful.

You know what, I've gone on again, so i'm going to stop here now.
I will return shortly to discuss my exciting news for summer '14.

do come back xxx

我是谁 : Wǒ shì shuí?

A little sum' sum' about myself, well not a little but its not everything so just a little;

ooh, don't be surprised, according to Dr Nyo Nyo Htwe (Beginning to wonder if that was his real name) in London Borough of Islington, 1996, I was diagnosed as having high frequency severe sensory neural hearing loss at the Royal National Throat and Ear Hospital. Some of you may have known already or perhaps noticed by now that indeed i am hearing impaired.

I was born in Camden, North London in 1994 on the 26th June on a Sunday. For all of my forgotten life, I grew up in Caledonian road but unfortunately moved to Milton Keynes before my 4th birthday for a quieter more appropriate living for my family. I spent most of my childhood going on trips and eating basically and sadly i don't know so much about my growing up but what i do know was that i was a mummy's girl and fat as. I truly looked up to my sister Sandra to a large amount and really wanted to be like her, everything i had an interest in was Sandra's own; the appalling fashion sense, the terrible hairstyles and the attitude. However, I was an undoubtedly quiet kid who loved the Bratz and often pretend to be the news person from BBC news filming with my father's video recorder in my room with my duvet hanging behind me as a sophisticated enough background. I was also very fond of playing school and bossing my friends about. My holidays involved (every year for every Easter and Summer) going away to Wales and Skegness for over 2 weeks then spending the rest of our holidays going to the park and licking ice cream outside with my friends; it sounds boring but we were so easily entertained then.

2004, I was placed at a school - Castle First School - over 4 miles from home with a department shared with people just like me; hearing lossers' (don't worry, i am aware that it is not a word). Sadly my school got burnt down overnight and we were all transferred to another school within a week, so i missed what, a spelling test and my turn to read in English. This school was just bigger but no better - Chestnut School.

Around this period my holidays became much more stimulating!! ; we would spend our whole summer living in America and returning straight back to school. Mum would take us up to Scotland just because, we would have weekend trips to Alton Towers and Legoland. Trips to Bournemouth and Brighton for the day and visits to the local fairs. Government news, 2005 was the year all Primary Schools had to stop until Year 6 and the to-be Year 7s had to then be allocated to Secondary schools as the youngest year.This was my year - I was placed at an all white school in a village - Hanslope School. I'm not even teasing, pupils thought i was fresh from Africa, some of whom have never seen a black person before! There I developed my love for novels and stage shows. We would go on field trips to the farm and write poetry for fun! Soon after I was moved again to Oakgrove School for year 8 which was then a newly built school. I spent most of my time hating the place and attending cheerleading classes. I was bottom level for Maths and Science and never did my homework. And once, i got into detention for chewing gum AS i was walking into school!? My classmates were amazing though and i used to love the canteen's pasta at lunchtime! Again this didn't last for long. I didn't wish to return and Sandra had a place at a Boarding School in Berkshire for the next academic year in September but i didn't.

Summer of 06', I flew to Nigeria, Africa for 5 weeks with my mother and my sister. We spent our time with families and friends, celebrating birthdays, weddings and anniversaries. The last few weeks were spent at my cousin's place in Calabar where my eldest cousin was attending a boarding School at the time. Our time was nearing for our return home and time was also running out for where i should be for the next academic year. Mum decided and i surprisingly agreed to enroll in the private boarding School in Nigeria - Access High School - for the next year, I was 14 years old. After registering and taking entrance exams, i was accepted and my mum and sister flew home without me. Before i was due to start, my uncle paid for maths tutoring at home to enhance my numerical performances and given textbooks to read from. I had to learn the national anthem before attending and was given a list of what to pack. I was not allowed personal clothes, no laptop, a mobile phone, magazines or any personal belongings. We were given a school uniform and an after-school uniform along with black sandals and white socks. Our hair had to be natural and braided and we were not allowed sweets or snacks! (My Auntie often snuck in sweets inside the toilet rolls we had to provide ourselves) This School was a painful £1700 a month and my mum really tried to do what was best for me. My classes was split boys from girls and our dorms were also separate. This was my daily routine; we would go for a 5am run before 7am breakfast, 8.30am was the bell for School until 4pm. Between this time we had to change into our after-school clothes then prep time was at 4.30pm until 6.00pm. Dinner was at 6.30pm then Prep was at 8pm to 9.30. Bed time was 10pm sharp. Lessons were; Science, Yoruba, Igbo, French, Maths, Art and English. Saturdays was cleaning day then talent shows in the evening and Sunday was church and hair day. All girls had identical plaits. I got beaten 3 times and fell for a one boy who suddenly hated me so it didn't last long. He was born in England but taken to be educated in Africa, presumably his father made the decision while the mother stayed put. After only 3 months, my mother called me to say i was accepted into the Boarding School in England and flew straight down to collect me. I said my goodbyes and returned to the UK.

Starting at MaryHare Grammar School in 2007 was hard, the cultural change and the routine was dramatically different but it didn't take long for me to fit in, well almost. I spent my next 4 years there undertaking my GCSEs and ALevels. Dressed up for Prom twice and became deputy Headgirl (it was a joint position actually). My first work experience was at St John's Primary School as a teaching assistant in 2009. 2010 I began filming for a documentary that was broadcast in February, 2011 on BBC3, it was called 'Deaf Teen, Hearing World', several others were also in this too. I revealed absolutely everything i could say about me and so did they. I then took a volunteer job at Willen Hospice Charity and worked there for 7 months, i would start at 9am and finish at 1pm. The advantages of working there was being able to use the till with training which i could apply in paid jobs and borrowing used books i didn't have to pay for!

Summer '12 was going to be a life changing experience for me and my friend Saffron, after weeks of raising money and researching everything, we flew with Singapore airlines to Cambodia for 3 and a half weeks. We had only just turned 18. We were working through 'Original Volunteers' at Hope Agency at Takeo in South of Cambodia. We were teaching several classes per day and travelling during the weekends. The experience was just a - m - a - z- i -n -g. We were free to do as we pleased, it was so beautiful. We discovered, we explored and we learnt. We returned to the UK and i went to a bunch of gigs and festivals before i was due to start my first year at University of West London to study Psychology full field!!! eeek was i nervous, no. but was i excited, i don't know. Was i going to like my course or hate it, i don't know! Was i going to make life long friends or meet the love of my life, i don't know!! Finally I also began my first paid job in August, 2012 in London at Earls Court as an event bar staff around the UK.

Wait.. I'm going to stop here now because erm.. i didn't actually mean to rattle on and words can appear to be visually tedious with no visual distinctiveness, well unless you've made it this far, thanks for reading! I'm still typing!? I actually talk too much you know. Okay i'm done. so done. for now. if you don't mind. no really i'm done.