London

You know those days when everything goes right? And even if it doesn't, it works its self out and makes everything that bit better because what could of turned out to be a disaster was actually a great mistake to make. It's strange to think of a mistake as being good but, today, every mistake we made was good in its own way and will be remembered for years to come.
I don't know what it is about traveling but it just makes me feel alive. Like anything could happen because everyone around you doesn't know you and will almost definately never see you again and even if they do, won't remember your face. It's quite a nice feeling: like being invisible and forgotton in a place which swallows you up in it's activity.
We got the train from our little seaside town to London Victoria at a ridiculous hour in the morning but it meant we really did have the whole day in our native capital city. I really like the word native. It's sort of like naieve but means the complete opposite but at the same time, although it is in the country that we legally belong to, most foregners know more about it than I do. I'm getting distracted. We arrived at London Victoria station and it didn't feel real. It's sort of the feeling of when you go on a plane for the first time and everyone around you has done it a million times so the excitement has worn off. When I'm in that situation and see someone enjoy someting like I used to and it makes me see how amazing it actually is. From the South coats to London in 90 minutes. Being able to be above the clouds. When you think about it, it's amazing but it's things that we've come to expect. That's why I didn't feel stupid when me and my sister took hundreds of pictures out of the plane window and just generally making a big deal about everything. I love being naieve sometimes. Right back to the London trip. We decided to walk everywhere because we'd  come to see London and there'd be no point in spending a lot of our time in London underground in place of seeing how beautiful the city actually is. That's another thing about travelling: you never really get familiar enough with a place that you get bored of it which is where the feeling of leaving a part of you behind comes from. Wherever you go, a little peice of your heart does to. With the sights you see, the people you meet and the stories you fall in love with. I fell in love today. Not particulaly with the buildings although they were amazing, but with the fact that it made me happy and the people I met and the people I spoke to really seemed to have time to talk which I never really expected, especially in London. We saw the London Eye, Big Ben, The River Thames, Trafalga Square, Covent Gardens and a lot more of the amazing places that London is most famous for. I feel like a bit of a cheat going to the tourist areas, but I justify it with, it's my first of many trips to London and I will have polenty of time to do some of the other things this amazing city has on offer.
I really am babbling today I am so sorry. I will tell you about Covent Gardens. We got there and we'd just spent an hour and a half waiting for David Tennant.. Don't ask. It was lunch time so everyone was tired and starting to get hungry which I knew would happen and was dreading it when it did but it didn't last long which was a releif for me because I was just as excited the whole way through our trip as I was when we first arrived. We only really went in two proper shops which I don't regret at all. I actually regret going in so many: Lush and Octupus or something like that. It sells kitchin utensils with faces on them (that's the one I wasn't bothered about) but I fell in love with the Lush there! Most of the shop is downstairs in the cellar and it just reminded me a bit of my kitchin and then a bit of a cheese storage.. which is a strange thing of a cellar to remind someone of but there you are. I loved it. For the rest of our stay in this lovely little place we went to the little market and as it was saturday, arts and crafts were for sale and I got some little goodies there. I won't go into any more detail on anything because this post is getting really long.

I'll round of by saying, I loved my time in London and willd definately be going there again at some point in the near future and the far future too and if you haven't been there, go. I wasn't really expecting to like it because I'm a complete beach freak and I feel homesick when I'm not by the sea sometimes but the aliveness of london sort of made up for that fact. Thankyou London for being so amazing for all of the people that you gave me the opputunity to meet!

We were so excited to see the London eye it must have been quite entertaining for any stranged walking past us. But we finally got a picture with it which is harder than it looks because of the amount of people!

We wanted a picture by the Sherlock Holms Pub which we found. It is the building in the background above my head and to the right a bit (the black building) but as you can tell it didn't really come out too well. Oh well we know what it's of ;)

The sun was amazing all day for us and I thought this was pretty.

I have always wanted to see the Thames river. Not because it's anything special to look at but it's just so open and free which is such a contrast to the middle of a city.

This was the first building we took a picture with. I love being young xD

Johnny Depp :O (lookalike)

Eastbourne Extreme Day 2

Waking up to good weather always puts me in a good mood and especially when I'm going to be out all day. If was forecast to rain later in the day but over the years I have learned to not trust the weather forecast because it is wrong most of the time it is wrong but on this occasion it was accurate.
There were so many sports to go and watch but my favorites by far were the windsurfing and the aggressive skating. I saw the skating first and the way they throw themselves around is amazing and even when they fall down, it doesn't dishearten them: they just get up again and go on with there skating which is inspiring. I saw someone that I knew from my primary  school compete and he wasn't as good as the other skaters but it's still impressive competing. Windsurfing is something I've always found impressive. The way they work with the water and the wind is amazing. I didn't go into the skate courts to watch the in line skating because frankly, it's boring and standard. I guess it's just because it's the least impressive sport there. I wasn't really there for long before it started tipping it down which forced everything to shut down making the skating, windsurfing and bands the only things I really watched. I was soaked through, hungry and cold when I got back to my friends house but I enjoyed what I experienced of the eastbourne extreme weekend and that was more than most people :) Peace

Eastbourne Extreme Day One

Eastbourne extreme last year was a busy event in the sun of the south coast. This year, it was deserted by the rain which engulfed my seaside town but, being loyal to it, me and Leah set out anyway and got soaked on the way there which resulted in us having to hairdry our jeans. Even though the events weren't on we still found ourselves entertained by watching windsurfurs and making ourselves as attractive as possible for the camera. Good ol' Eastbourne :)

Never Enough

    Wanting what I can't have is the story of my life and on the rare occasion that I do actually get what I've wanted for so long, I don't want it any more. Life is just a game and I've just started a new chapter.. again. Life and love walk hand in hand but they don't exist together easily. Love interrupts life: prevents you from sleeping and concentrating through the day but life also interrupts love. All the business and other priorities that we make, force us to realise that love isn't always enough.
    It's hard for me because what I want, even now I know that if I ever did get it, wouldn't last for long because of so many reasons but it doesn't stop it from invading my dreams. I thought that I could exist alone but there are so many times when I just want to have someones shoulder to cry on but I no longer have the right to that. It's one of the many things that I have lost and I'm trying to patch up the gap with some perfect thing which I know could never exist to me. The outside seems perfect. Everything is so awe inspiring but I know my admiration is not wanted but this just makes the game more dangerous and for some reason, this keeps me chasing dreams.

Learning to Breathe

I'm sitting here on my bed with a clean page infront of me. I have written so many beginnings but noting says what I want to say. I'm restless. I want to move on. Going away was again a wake up call to me that I don't want to be stuck with the same old life. Evey move I make is helping me to decide which path I want to take but I'm still a long way off and I might have to start to take my steps quicker because my time is running out. Time always runs out. When I moved here, I never imagined college. I could never imagine being this old but I think that the younger me would be happy in how I'm turning out. And even when I started my secondary school, I looked up at the people in the uniform which I now wear and could never imagine a time where I'd be in there place. But the time has flown past but I don't regret how I spent it because I know that I have learned from each one of my mistakes. Well, except one. There's always one mistake that I never learn from: love. But I know that what I feel now isn't love. It's just a lust. I want something and the fact that I can't have it just makes me want it more. But I've made a promise to myself which I know that I'd break in the blink of an eye. And this worries me.