Everything you love is right here.

“Childhood is what you spend the rest of your life trying to overcome.”

So the day I was waiting for finally came, today i moved out of my home. The only home i’ve known for twenty years, and it ended with some tears, but at the same time it started something crazy and new. And i’m actually quite excited.

I don’t think I know a film that relates to this situation for everyone, but in my case i know i thought about Hope Floats (Whitaker, 1998) when i was thinking about which film i could relate to this. I watched this film about a woman with the worst luck trying to make a new life for her and her daughter, whilst i was sat with my mother. It’s always scary doing new things, for me this whole move is something new and unexpected, and i’d be lying if i said i wasn’t scared. But everything you love is right here.

I understand that moving away from what you know is difficult, but you never get anything out of just staying where you are. And whatever causes you to move, whatever the reason is, just take it as a good blessing to make a new start. What i take from this film is the will to carry on. The way the characters in this film are troubled with new challenges and forced to move from place to place, yet they manage to triumph every time. I triumphed in that same way today, and let me tell you, it feels good.

My biggest fear of moving was not being there for my brother, my sister or my mum, as you can probably tell i’m not a fan of change. But moving in with friends and seeing the support i actually got from my mum and my siblings makes me so much happier. This is because they knew change was coming, so they embraced it, which in turn helped me to embrace it too. I think that being a part of something bigger and knowing you’re not alone in these important times is a really big help.

So if you feel like you are alone when you’re trying to make choices or make plans, just know that everything you’ve ever wanted is on the other side of fear. If it doesn’t scare you, you don’t care enough, it’s as easy as that. I hope you find something scary enough to care about it, and to know that you’re not alone and you don’t have to do it on your own. I for one will always be right here, and that’s one person on your side. 🙂 Time to go out and change your world, and have fun embracing change!

Live Long and Prosper.

Home Girl, interrupted.


Have Mercy.

“Whatever happened to predictability?” 

So as you are all aware, I have an unexplainable love for John Stamos that is ever present in my day to day life. I thought it was about time that I shared with the all mighty blogosphere just where this obsession started. Full House (1987-1995, ABC) really is in a league of its own when it comes to American TV sitcoms. It’s cheesy in all the right places but it has the jokes the parents will like too, making sure that it appeals to every generation of audience. It is the perfect example of TV made for the masses because there’s something in it for everyone.

It tells the touching story of a recently widowed single father, who is joined by his brother in law and his best friend when they move in to help him raise his three young daughters. Over eight seasons the show sees every character return each time and the family evolves through a roller coaster of events and emotions. With a barrel of laughs in every episode this show has become my all time favourite past time and as a result I have had many sessions of binge watching the madness.

Without spoiling it too much, because I do want you all to watch it if you haven’t already, i’ll just say that it really does hit home in terms of reminding me of how i grew up and some of the things me and my siblings got up to. It reminds me that family is the most important thing in life, whether that family is blood or not. Honestly, you will enjoy it from the laughter to the tears and all the kids, parents and dogs.

In my own saga, I have a little update for you all. I have a date next week! Not with the guy I was fawning over, because that would be easy, and it wouldn’t be called a crush now would it? So I have a date, with someone nice who i’ve been talking to for a while. I also go on holiday next week so that’ll be awesome. And then when i come back, i move out of home into central city, (flash reference) haha. So everything’s moving and changing, and i can’t wait. This summer is going to be amazing. Hope you all enjoy it too!

Live long and prosper,

Home Girl, interrupted.

Bi-Curious & The Virgin

‘Exactly. You root for them, you love them, so when they are brutally murdered, it hurts.’

No this is not a horror blog, although it could be depending on which way you look at it. This is just an outlet of things that happen in my own crazy, screwed up world and my attempt at trying to figure them out. Let me know if you get any light bulb moments, I could do with the extra… help?

Today in the world of a slightly insane, almost-adult, the day was spent telling people about the newest TV series I just finished watching (with my brother, who is sat here and wanted me to say ‘hi internet…’) So this new show has just released its second season on Netflix and it seems to be hitting the cliffhanger nail on the head. Unlike my own life full of Kardashian obsessors and Trump worshippers, Scream (MTV, 2015) has created characters that you actually care about. Noah Foster, (John Karna) and Audrey Jensen (Bex Taylor-Klaus) are among those I wish I was truly friends with. Although I can’t knock my own group of friends because they are some of the greatest (and most insane) people i’ve ever met, a certain air of sophistication follows around the special friendship that these two have.

My point is, MAKE GOOD FRIENDS, because these are the people that will stick with you through mass murders and/or mass deadlines, whichever one you’re most likely to be part of. Let’s hope deadlines aren’t that mind altering for you. Also this post is about an above average, slightly more than decent TV show that you could watch if you have a couple dozen hours spare.

DISCLAIMER: I’m not responsible for any nightmares.

I know this is a bit of a strange first post, but it’s just something to break the ice. If you found it boring, welp. But in all my fits of anonymous anger, sadness and despair I shall inform you with all the gory details. In the mean time, do something you’ll remember for a lifetime.

Live long and prosper,

Home Girl, interrupted.