Dear Bloggers / Readers ,
if you have read my previous post then you will understand where this video comes from. i completely forgot about the video diary we took on that holiday and found the video of when we finally escaped hell. bare in mind this video also has other stuff in it after my sisters rant. any way if you want to pop over to this link and watch the video your more than welcome.
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Ashleii xo
Tuesday, 28 April 2015
Locked out
Dear Bloggers / Readers,
Well this is me kinda reliving the past, i am currently out in Spain with my Nan on my 18th birthday retreat as a present to myself. i have a few more days left before i have to head back home to England where the weather is unpredictable.
Anyway back to the theme of this blog. I decided that since its a nice day i would go up on the roof terrace and sunbath. while i was up there i was flooded with memories from a previous holiday with my foster parents and foster sister.
Now let me tell you it was not my fault about what happened. okay i will take partial blame but i blame it most on the building. i mean who the hell designs a sliding door that can only be opened from the inside i mean c'mon there should be a way to open it from the outside but sadly in this case there wasnt. so anyway one day me and my sister went and sun bathed on the terrace and i decided to shut the door so no bugs could get inside (bare in mind i had no clue about the door) we were out there for about 2 hours before i was desperate for the toilet. so when i got up i went to open the door i found that i couldn't my sister looked over and me and asked why i haven't gone inside yet. i took one look at the door and back at her and whispered "were locked out" she was just as shocked as me. next thing you know she is having a full blown argument with herself about how stupid the doors were and how stupid we could have been not to know. when she finally calmed down we looked at each other and laughed. like a full blown belly aching laugh. tears were pouring out of our eye as we were laugh so hard. we thought of all things to happen and of all places we get locked outside on a 5 story building terrace with no way of getting down. we were quite a bit away from the pool and the life guards could just about see us. now we first tried banging on the door trying to get my foster carers attention. i was shouting and banging and calling her name.
now here's a little background into what i was going to say next. my foster carer had previously had words with me about shouting her name when she is upstairs and i am downstairs. she says that if i want her i should go up and find her not shout her name for everyone to hear. so i agreed.
so now here i am in front of the doors shouting "sonia please let us in, im sorry for shouting you name, please open the door. i know im shouting now but its an emergency. c'mon sonia i said i was sorry. pleaseeee. sonia.." this kept on for a while before we finally realised she isnt in. now we were stumped on what to do next as we have no phones, no keys and no water. an no food. we looked around and saw that the life guards were by the pool and we starting shouting and waving our hands trying to get their attention . when we finally got their attention they had the audacity to wave back and then continue with what they were doing. all the effort we spent trying to get their attention back fired.
By now we have been trying to get back in for an hour. i had forgotten about my need for the toilet, all i could focus on was getting in. after a while we just sat and thought about our next idea on how to get help. about half an hour later we looked over the ledge and saw a women walking by. we decided she would be our best option. we called down to her and told her our situation and asked if she could get security from the office to come get us out. she thankfully agreed and went to get help. so for five minutes we waited patiently by the door. next thing you know the curtains being pulled back and i see my foster carers sleepy face appear. all i could think of is how the hell did she manage to sleep through all of my shouting. i have a pretty decent set of lungs.
anyway just as she has opened the door the security guys walked in and asked if there was a problem. we then had to explain that she had just got up and didnt hear us this past hour and an half which in my opinion was bullshit she just wanted me to suffer... well thats what i think anyway.
then my mind skipped to another memory, this time i was on the terrace where i am now and again i got myself locked outside. this time i was alone as i decided to come to spain again for my 17th birthday. again it was a nice day and i went upstairs. bare in mind i took precautions, these were different doors, but because it was an extension the doors were at a slant so the open outwards. anyway, when i went up i left the key in the lock and opened the door wide. later on during the day there was a big gust of wind and the next thing you know the doors are slamming shut. all i could think was this is not going to happen to me again.
i went over to the doors and tried to pull them open but for the life of me they wouldn't budge. it was then that i realized i left the key in the door and that had somehow blocked the other door from opening. as im pulling hard on the doors all i could think about was my nan and what she would do if she came home to realise i had just broken her doors. i ended up sending a silent pray and tugged as hard as i could on the doors. next thing you know im flying back the doors are open and i literally cried with happyness. i grabbed all my things and refused to go near the roof terrace again for the rest of the holiday. i even stayed clear of the steps leading up to the terrace. anyway being up here is the 2nd time since then. i refuse to get myself into any situation like this again. but hey ho i thought i would share my wonderful experiences of being locked out in a foreign country. oh if your wondering i have also been locked out at home but then again that is another story and another rant all together.
thank you for reading all the way to the end, if any of you have shared the same experiences please dont hesitate to comment. oh and if you want follow me too. that way you can share my wonderful humour and terrible life experiences anyway
bye
Ashleii xo
Well this is me kinda reliving the past, i am currently out in Spain with my Nan on my 18th birthday retreat as a present to myself. i have a few more days left before i have to head back home to England where the weather is unpredictable.
Anyway back to the theme of this blog. I decided that since its a nice day i would go up on the roof terrace and sunbath. while i was up there i was flooded with memories from a previous holiday with my foster parents and foster sister.
Now let me tell you it was not my fault about what happened. okay i will take partial blame but i blame it most on the building. i mean who the hell designs a sliding door that can only be opened from the inside i mean c'mon there should be a way to open it from the outside but sadly in this case there wasnt. so anyway one day me and my sister went and sun bathed on the terrace and i decided to shut the door so no bugs could get inside (bare in mind i had no clue about the door) we were out there for about 2 hours before i was desperate for the toilet. so when i got up i went to open the door i found that i couldn't my sister looked over and me and asked why i haven't gone inside yet. i took one look at the door and back at her and whispered "were locked out" she was just as shocked as me. next thing you know she is having a full blown argument with herself about how stupid the doors were and how stupid we could have been not to know. when she finally calmed down we looked at each other and laughed. like a full blown belly aching laugh. tears were pouring out of our eye as we were laugh so hard. we thought of all things to happen and of all places we get locked outside on a 5 story building terrace with no way of getting down. we were quite a bit away from the pool and the life guards could just about see us. now we first tried banging on the door trying to get my foster carers attention. i was shouting and banging and calling her name.
now here's a little background into what i was going to say next. my foster carer had previously had words with me about shouting her name when she is upstairs and i am downstairs. she says that if i want her i should go up and find her not shout her name for everyone to hear. so i agreed.
so now here i am in front of the doors shouting "sonia please let us in, im sorry for shouting you name, please open the door. i know im shouting now but its an emergency. c'mon sonia i said i was sorry. pleaseeee. sonia.." this kept on for a while before we finally realised she isnt in. now we were stumped on what to do next as we have no phones, no keys and no water. an no food. we looked around and saw that the life guards were by the pool and we starting shouting and waving our hands trying to get their attention . when we finally got their attention they had the audacity to wave back and then continue with what they were doing. all the effort we spent trying to get their attention back fired.
By now we have been trying to get back in for an hour. i had forgotten about my need for the toilet, all i could focus on was getting in. after a while we just sat and thought about our next idea on how to get help. about half an hour later we looked over the ledge and saw a women walking by. we decided she would be our best option. we called down to her and told her our situation and asked if she could get security from the office to come get us out. she thankfully agreed and went to get help. so for five minutes we waited patiently by the door. next thing you know the curtains being pulled back and i see my foster carers sleepy face appear. all i could think of is how the hell did she manage to sleep through all of my shouting. i have a pretty decent set of lungs.
anyway just as she has opened the door the security guys walked in and asked if there was a problem. we then had to explain that she had just got up and didnt hear us this past hour and an half which in my opinion was bullshit she just wanted me to suffer... well thats what i think anyway.
then my mind skipped to another memory, this time i was on the terrace where i am now and again i got myself locked outside. this time i was alone as i decided to come to spain again for my 17th birthday. again it was a nice day and i went upstairs. bare in mind i took precautions, these were different doors, but because it was an extension the doors were at a slant so the open outwards. anyway, when i went up i left the key in the lock and opened the door wide. later on during the day there was a big gust of wind and the next thing you know the doors are slamming shut. all i could think was this is not going to happen to me again.
i went over to the doors and tried to pull them open but for the life of me they wouldn't budge. it was then that i realized i left the key in the door and that had somehow blocked the other door from opening. as im pulling hard on the doors all i could think about was my nan and what she would do if she came home to realise i had just broken her doors. i ended up sending a silent pray and tugged as hard as i could on the doors. next thing you know im flying back the doors are open and i literally cried with happyness. i grabbed all my things and refused to go near the roof terrace again for the rest of the holiday. i even stayed clear of the steps leading up to the terrace. anyway being up here is the 2nd time since then. i refuse to get myself into any situation like this again. but hey ho i thought i would share my wonderful experiences of being locked out in a foreign country. oh if your wondering i have also been locked out at home but then again that is another story and another rant all together.
thank you for reading all the way to the end, if any of you have shared the same experiences please dont hesitate to comment. oh and if you want follow me too. that way you can share my wonderful humour and terrible life experiences anyway
bye
Ashleii xo
The Election
Dear Bloggers / Readers,
Where should i begin for this Rant. Okay watching lasts nights episode of mock of the week got me thinking. I have been getting letters in the post about this years upcoming election and it is bugging me. I mean i have no fricking clue about what is going on in this election and if i'm quite frank i don't care. Most of the aims for the people running are based around the older generation (no offence) and not many of their goals help young people.
I would quite happily vote if i knew what was going on, In my old school no one spoke of the upcoming election and the candidates running and their goal. I feel that they should be encouraging young people to get involved by keeping them updated and informing them of what they need to know. Every time i ask about the election i am given bias views on the three running parties and being told that "vote for labor" or "vote for the conservative party". i don't want to hear that, what i want to know is what their policies are and i want them explained to me and how they will benifit me and the rest of the country. why am i going to place a vote with a party i have no understanding of.
Yes i do blame myself as i could probably try harder but i'm 18 and yeah that makes me an adult in the eyes of the law but i am still a child in a sense and have some learning to do. is it so hard for teachers to explain how the election process works. and true my parents could help me but yet again they are bias and i don't want to influenced by what they have to say because c'mon when your parents tell you something they expect you to believe them.
anyway if any of you have any comments on this i wouldn't mind hearing about them. if i'm honest i would appreciate it. many teenagers my age feel the same. All the grown ups are talking about and we are here thinking what the hell should we do. all we want is a bit of guidence and information is that so hard ?
okay rant over. thank you for reading Bloggers
Ashleii xo
Where should i begin for this Rant. Okay watching lasts nights episode of mock of the week got me thinking. I have been getting letters in the post about this years upcoming election and it is bugging me. I mean i have no fricking clue about what is going on in this election and if i'm quite frank i don't care. Most of the aims for the people running are based around the older generation (no offence) and not many of their goals help young people.
I would quite happily vote if i knew what was going on, In my old school no one spoke of the upcoming election and the candidates running and their goal. I feel that they should be encouraging young people to get involved by keeping them updated and informing them of what they need to know. Every time i ask about the election i am given bias views on the three running parties and being told that "vote for labor" or "vote for the conservative party". i don't want to hear that, what i want to know is what their policies are and i want them explained to me and how they will benifit me and the rest of the country. why am i going to place a vote with a party i have no understanding of.
Yes i do blame myself as i could probably try harder but i'm 18 and yeah that makes me an adult in the eyes of the law but i am still a child in a sense and have some learning to do. is it so hard for teachers to explain how the election process works. and true my parents could help me but yet again they are bias and i don't want to influenced by what they have to say because c'mon when your parents tell you something they expect you to believe them.
anyway if any of you have any comments on this i wouldn't mind hearing about them. if i'm honest i would appreciate it. many teenagers my age feel the same. All the grown ups are talking about and we are here thinking what the hell should we do. all we want is a bit of guidence and information is that so hard ?
okay rant over. thank you for reading Bloggers
Ashleii xo
Monday, 27 April 2015
day to day drama : I'm Confused.com
day to day drama : I'm Confused.com: Dear Bloggers / Readers, Well here is your first insight to a teenage girls mind, let me warn you sometimes its not pretty. As for the t...
I'm Confused.com
Dear Bloggers / Readers,
Well here is your first insight to a teenage girls mind, let me warn you sometimes its not pretty.
As for the title of this post i feel that it is fitting as i am literally feeling confused. All day my nan has been talking to be about my fiance and let me tell i'm tired of it. Not because of the questions or her its the whole thing in general.
Now WOMEN OF THE WORLD i am talking to you as i need help. My Boyfriend / Fiance is clingy there's no doubt about that. He's 20 years old and he is supposed to be enjoying his life, not constantly bothering me with texts and phone calls. Fair enough we have a long distance type relationship going on as we are 5 hours apart but seriously i have a life and it doesn't revolve around being on my phone every second of the day.
I know some of you are thinking whats there to complain about well let me tell you, its not just the constant texts in the morning, i mean a few is fine to say good morning and that but when I AM still asleep i really don't appreciate it. I have trouble sleeping and he knows this and when i get a good night sleep i want to sleep in till my alarm goes off, which he also knows. However with him there is a fine line of him knowing and understanding. He seems to think that its okay to call me 8 times in the morning continuously until i picked up. Now if someone doesn't pick up the phone after the two tries then i leave them be especially when its early in the morning but he didn't now wouldn't you get pissed of as well. And its not just that i am busy all the time. i used to be in full time education but due to medical reasons i have to take the rest of this school year off. However i have a full-time job as a Carer for a 15 year old disabled girl and she is amazing and most of my time is spent with her. Now at work you don't use your phone, your meant to be professional i mean you can use for phone every now and then but constantly however my boyfriend seems to think lets piss ashleii off and text her while she is working. Do you know how frustrating it is to see my phone vibrate every 5 minutes from new message and my boss looks at me and asks "is that him again" even she is getting tired of it. i need my space.
He is at university and has about 6 hours of lectures a week. i work from 2-8 every weekday along with 3pm on friday till sunday at 2pm. i barely spend time at home cause i am working and when i get home i am exhausted. i also have to focus on keeping up with my 4 a-level subjects and their coursework. i havent got the time. I am stressy because i am always going to doctors appointments and hospital check ups and i dont enjoy being stressed out by him. he thinks that because he has all this free time i do too and that i should text him 24/7. i don't. i don't want to be glued to my phone
Do i love him? yes i do. He is always there for me but i need to breathe sometimes. i feel smothered is that so wrong? what i'm confused about is how to tell him to basically back off and give me room to breathe but bare in mind i do love him with all my heart.
Now MEN OF THE WORLD i ask you how the hell do i get him to back off a little. i mean i know you men don't appreciate a clingy woman so how do you get them to back off in a nice way ? please help cause i am so confused on how to deal with this.
anyway rant over laters Bloggers
Ashleii xo
Well here is your first insight to a teenage girls mind, let me warn you sometimes its not pretty.
As for the title of this post i feel that it is fitting as i am literally feeling confused. All day my nan has been talking to be about my fiance and let me tell i'm tired of it. Not because of the questions or her its the whole thing in general.
Now WOMEN OF THE WORLD i am talking to you as i need help. My Boyfriend / Fiance is clingy there's no doubt about that. He's 20 years old and he is supposed to be enjoying his life, not constantly bothering me with texts and phone calls. Fair enough we have a long distance type relationship going on as we are 5 hours apart but seriously i have a life and it doesn't revolve around being on my phone every second of the day.
I know some of you are thinking whats there to complain about well let me tell you, its not just the constant texts in the morning, i mean a few is fine to say good morning and that but when I AM still asleep i really don't appreciate it. I have trouble sleeping and he knows this and when i get a good night sleep i want to sleep in till my alarm goes off, which he also knows. However with him there is a fine line of him knowing and understanding. He seems to think that its okay to call me 8 times in the morning continuously until i picked up. Now if someone doesn't pick up the phone after the two tries then i leave them be especially when its early in the morning but he didn't now wouldn't you get pissed of as well. And its not just that i am busy all the time. i used to be in full time education but due to medical reasons i have to take the rest of this school year off. However i have a full-time job as a Carer for a 15 year old disabled girl and she is amazing and most of my time is spent with her. Now at work you don't use your phone, your meant to be professional i mean you can use for phone every now and then but constantly however my boyfriend seems to think lets piss ashleii off and text her while she is working. Do you know how frustrating it is to see my phone vibrate every 5 minutes from new message and my boss looks at me and asks "is that him again" even she is getting tired of it. i need my space.
He is at university and has about 6 hours of lectures a week. i work from 2-8 every weekday along with 3pm on friday till sunday at 2pm. i barely spend time at home cause i am working and when i get home i am exhausted. i also have to focus on keeping up with my 4 a-level subjects and their coursework. i havent got the time. I am stressy because i am always going to doctors appointments and hospital check ups and i dont enjoy being stressed out by him. he thinks that because he has all this free time i do too and that i should text him 24/7. i don't. i don't want to be glued to my phone
Do i love him? yes i do. He is always there for me but i need to breathe sometimes. i feel smothered is that so wrong? what i'm confused about is how to tell him to basically back off and give me room to breathe but bare in mind i do love him with all my heart.
Now MEN OF THE WORLD i ask you how the hell do i get him to back off a little. i mean i know you men don't appreciate a clingy woman so how do you get them to back off in a nice way ? please help cause i am so confused on how to deal with this.
anyway rant over laters Bloggers
Ashleii xo
My First Blog
Dear Bloggers / Readers,
Well this is my first Blog and i just want to say this is not a normal blog. This blog is going to be filled with random posts on everything and anything ranging from angry rants to sunny days in the park. Many bloggers on this site will be advertising their products or company but not me. yes i will probably mention my published book at times but not to the extent where i'm telling you to buy it.
Well there is my introduction if you are interested in the life of an 18 year old please follow adn read my posts but if not dont worry i'm not offended but i will say your missing out because if i'm honest im actually pretty funny and will probably brigton up your day with all the teen drama.
anyway enjoy Bloggers
Ashleii xo
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