Sunday, 16 February 2014

For Happiness' Sake x

Some people spend their whole life searching for an absolute..
For that one thing they were destined to be,
That one thing they are meant to do or say,
That one thing that makes them complete.

For me, all I've ever wanted is to be happy..
Whether that be because of love,
For a boy, for my job, for my friends, for my family,
Or through adventure, creativity and hope..

I don't know what the future holds..

But for the first time I can honestly say.. I Am Happy!

I'm the happiest I've ever been..
Everyday I wake up with a smile on my face,
knowing I have so much to look forward to,
And so much to be happy for..

I honestly can't wait to see what the future holds :)
I'll let you know when I do x

 Love Amy x

This is to me, saying it to their face, before it was too late :) and living happily ever after xxx

Tuesday, 19 March 2013

I Wish I Could x

This is to the guy at the cinema tonight, the guy at the box office who told me his name was josh and smiled as he told me to enjoy my film. Who didn't seem phased that I was there by myself, and seemed overly amazed at the amount of points I had on my odeon card. I'm sorry I didn't tell you my name. Sorry that all I could do was smile and say cool after everything you said, and that I couldn't look you in the eye because I thought you were attractive. I wish I had, but I got nervous.

This is to the guy at the good food show, that took my breath away for a moment. That asked me for my card so he could call me some time to talk some more about oil. I'm sorry I lied and said I didn't have a card. Sorry that I forgot what I was talking about because I got distracted, and that I didn't take you seriously when you said you liked my accent. I wish I had, but I got scared.

This is to the guy that made me laugh. That made me happy and said I was cute. That made my heart race a little every time I saw them. I'm sorry that I didn't believe you, and pretended not to hear. That I couldn't stop thinking of the what if's and could be's long enough to live in the moment. That I couldn't admit how I really felt, or tell you that I missed you, and probably never will. I wish I had, but I got worried.

This is to me. Maybe one day you'll say this to their face, before it's too late x

A x

Saturday, 16 March 2013

That's The Best Part.. x

Tell me how this is all going to end.

Where the chapters in our lives will take us. When we'll truly decide who we want to be.. once and for all.

The world twists and turns around us, choices change people, people make choices. and people change.

People leave, people stay, people turn their back, and others hold on tighter.

I don't know where I'll be in 10 years. I don't even know what I'll be doing tomorrow. Not really.
I may have plans. ambitions, dreams which I want to fulfil. Ideas of who I want to be. But even my dreams change.

I don't know who I want to be. I don't even really know who I am.
All I know is that I'm here, right now, standing on this earth of ours, looking up at the sky, thinking about my life.
I'm thinking about the things that I want.
I'm thinking about who I am, and how others might see me.
I'm thinking about what lies ahead for me, and how I'll get there.
I'm thinking about the things that stand between me and what I want.

I don't know for certain what will happen tomorrow. No one does.
All I know for sure is that I'm here. I am alive.
All we can do is hope that whatever is hiding around that future corner is good. That it's the very best version of ourselves. That all of the limitations that we stumble across in life will take a back seat for once, and let us run free for a while. Let us let our hair down. Let us really enjoy our days.

Until we live in the moment, and accept that we can't foresee what will become of us, and who we will be a year from now.. we'll never be truly happy.

I realise it now.
Don't ruin the book by reading the final page, enjoy the story, from start to finish. Enjoy every word, every sentence, the exciting parts, the scary parts, the parts that make you laugh, and those that make you cry. Read the whole story, without all the spoilers.
That's the best part.

Love Amy x

Wednesday, 30 January 2013

I Haven't Stopped Blogging.. Honest x

I've just moved! At least, that's the reason I haven't blogged on here in a while.

I miss this blog, I really do!

But I've been blogging here...

I've also started Vlogging.. can you believe it.. ME.. vlogging.. Well see for yourself here..

And a bit more here...

That'll fill in a few gaps!

So don't forget me.
I think I may start posting more on here :)
5 Months is a long time!

Update : I Love My Job.. I'm Happy :) x

The End

Love Amy xxxx

Sunday, 12 August 2012

When I Was Younger.. x

When I was younger, my mum and I would walk from the bungalow, with our buckets and spades, wearing our shorts and jelly shoes, all the way down to Hunstanton beach.

It's a memory that's so clear in my mind, that I remember as being some of the happiest moments of my life. It was in the school holidays, we'd travel up to see Grandma and Grandad, and even if the sun wasn't shining, we'd walk down, to paddle, to make sandcastles, to explore the rock pools, to collect shrimps or shells in a bucket, as long as our feet touched the sand, at least once, we'd be happy. I remember the amusement park, with the slippery slope, and the doughnuts we'd get, occasionally. I remember the trek that felt like we were walking for hours, to the end of the beach, just so we could say we'd done it. I remember walking back, with sand covered feet, and loving the feel of hot tarmac on my soles. And finally, when we arrived back at the bungalow, washing our feet in warm soapy water before being allowed to set foot inside. I remember the train, the little land train which would take us home if our legs got too tired from walking all day.

All my childhood memories came flooding back to me today, when I drove to Hunstanton to spend my lovely, sunny, scorching day off at the beach. It was magical, and as if nothing had changed. Except, the walk felt much shorter, and everything seemed much smaller. I guess when you grow up, and your legs get a lot longer, it takes much less time!

I retraced my footsteps from years ago, and it felt like home xx

Love Amy xxxx

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