ABC's of me

I'm so near the end now, and having taken a long break, that I feel a renewed motivation to complete the ABC's list.

Original Source

It's Saturday and the letter is V. 
I'm a Vegetarian which means I eat a lot of Vegetables. Well, I should but I much prefer fruit. When I'm peckish I'd much rather have a tub or grapes or berries than veggies. Eating fruit is like eating sweets except you can eat loads and not get a guilty complex that follows you for the rest of the day.

So I guess you can tell I'm not a huge Vegetable lover, but the Vegetable I can't stand is luckily one I'm not often faced with. The dreaded Brussels sprout. Staple of the Christmas table and my Grandads favourite vegetable, I won't have them anywhere near my plate. Haunting memories of Christmases past where a minimum of 6 had to choked down before we were allowed to leave the table. 'How do you know you don't like them if you never try them?' Once every 5 to 10 years is often enough for me. And that grey, green colour is hardly appetising.

Thankfully, in recent years my mother has decided they're best cooked with lardons and I am not complaining. It's perfect! Freed from the Brussels sprout until my housemate makes bubble and squeak and fills the house with that... pungent smell.

ABC's of me

It's been a while since I did one of these.
Today's letter is U and so I'll be telling you about underwear.

Well I definitely wear it. Every day.

I'm a girl and not flat chested so a bra is a necessity otherwise they just kinda get in the way and it hurts and no-one wants that. So I'm a 32D or 34C and a 10 on the bottom, just in case you'd like to send some nice underwear my way, creepy though that might be. I buy most of my underwear from La Senza but since I have to buy these things myself now, I also own some tesco, sainsbury's and primark underwear. Classy.

Oh yeah, and I made those cool lingerie cookies in the picture for my little sister, inspired by (basically a copy of) Sweet Sugar Belle's Lingerie Cookies. I'm too good to her. Definitely an appropriate cookie to serve at her 17th birthday.

ABC's of me

T. Time you wake up

Is this the time that I physically get out of bed or the time that my brain shakes off the dust and actually gets in gear? Because the first is very variable depending on my lecture schedule, activity the day before and bedtime. The latter is more specific; my brain functions for approximately 4 hours in the early afternoon. Outside of those times, don't expect me to remember everything you say and if my answers don't make sense- just ignore me!

ABC's of me

Today's letter of wonder is S, Siblings.

Let's brighten this miserable, rainy day with a picture of sunny Devon from 1996. 

I have 1 sister, exciting times. That's me on the left and my little sister on the right with our Dad. Being so close in age (my parents were frisky ;) we're only 15 months apart) we have a rather love/hate relationship. More love now that we're older but we still have our fair share of arguments. Living away from home has certainly helped our issues; we're no longer in each others faces the whole time and so when we are together it's much calmer and less explosive. I love my baby sister. She's the friend who will always be there for me. She's the girl who got me rather drunk on holiday but also got me my first kiss.
I'd do almost anything for her.

ABC's of me

Short and sweet today
R is for right handed

On an unrelated note, it was warm and sunny all morning so I decided to go for a run. I put on a bit of factor 15 and 10 minutes later got caught in a rain storm. I was not happy. And after my run it hasn't rained all day! Sometimes I think I should take the hint, exercise isn't for me.

ABC's of me

Movie Quote:

This one is really tough for a number of reasons.
1, that I rarely watch films so the number I have to choose from is rather limited and 2, I have an awful memory for film lines. So I'll pick my favourite line from the most recent film I watched, Finding Nemo, with my future flatmates. We decided to have a movie night instead of going to the last day of term event at the union. Hard core! 

'Heeeey Mr Grumpy Gills...'

I love love love Dory, she is such a babe. So clueless and ditzy,she makes me smile. It had to be a Dory line.

ABC's of me

P is for pet peeves

One thing (and I'll keep it to one otherwise this post could be incredibly long) that really grinds my gears is when people jiggle their legs when they're sitting on a bed or sofa, so much so that the whole set moves and I find myself bouncing up and down. It's just so irritating! Keep your legs still.
On the few occasions that I've been guilty of this I have been absolutely ripped into. It's not fun. I might try and be more tolerant. Bah, no chance.

ABC's of Me

Overnight hospital stays is the theme for today.
Shall we stick to the 2 most recent ones? I had a bad summer in 2011.

The first of my stays was in June and in Portugal. I had a migraine and a touch of sunstroke. Result: a really pleasant bout of sickness, awful dizziness and complete exhaustion. My friends never see me during the worst of my migraines and despite all my protestations that it was normal and that I'd be fine, insisted on taking me to the hospital. It was a horrible night, attempting to stay awake and coherent, vainly trying to communicate with Portuguese doctors and a nurse telling me my EHIC was out of date. To be honest I mostly just sat back, looked ill and tried to keep my stomach contents down, letting my friends be superstars and deal with all the chaos. After a long night hooked up to an antibiotic drip I was finally allowed to go home. I spent the next 3 days in my room and only on the last day hauled myself out of the flat and to a local restaurant before flying home where I curled up in my own bed for another few days. Great holiday.

The other one that year was only 3 months later in September. Stomach cramps and insane abdominal pains sent me rushing to the hospital. Twice, in fact, because the first time they sent he home with  painkillers. Never let it be said that the NHS don't give their patients adequate treatment. So I spent 3 nights in 2 hospitals hooked up to antibiotics, fluids and morphine, undergoing ultrasounds and CT scans. On the plus side, I met a really sexy doctor, even my Mum swooned a little bit. On the down side, I only saw him for a few days and he was a fair few years older than me. And sexy doctors tent to have hot doctor girlfriends, shame. But despite all this, my Mum still stage whispered to me that 'he's lovely looking, isn't he. He'd be good for you'. Thanks Mum, you always have my back!

It was an eventful summer but the past 6 months have been hospital and major illness free.
Hip, hip, hooray!

ABC's of me

Todays letter is N: Nicknames

Oh god, my friends were weird

My name is Elly.
So of course I've had all the usual Elly related ones from my darling sister: belly, jelly, smelly etc.

And from my friends
Els
Lels
Lelly
Lellypop
Lellyfrog
Kermit the frog
Kermit
Eleanorus

And now I've come to Uni and we seem to have regressed becasue here, people call me
Smellanore
Smellington
Lord Smellington


Delicious. Thanks guys, reminds me of some good times.

ABC's of me

M is for Mothers name

Wendy
I think thats all there is to it

Oh yeah, my mum is awesome.

ABC's of me

L is for Live which I assume means 'where do you live now'. But, I have some privacy issues and as such, I'll tell you about where I'd like to live in the future.

In some ways, it would be lovely to live in the town I grew up in. My childhood experiences could be those of my future. I would be near my family, near friends, near excellent shopping centres. And then, with any luck, one of my children would pass the entrance exam and become the 4th consecutive generation in our family to go to that school. We own that place!

But then, moving to a new town this year has brought so many new experiences and opportunities. I don't want to cut the world off just yet. Of course there is always travelling but you never get the same feel of a place as when you live there.

So who knows really? We'll see how it all unfolds.

ABC's of me

K is for Kids.

I have none thank goodness! Nor any plans for them, at least for about 10 years. I'm 18. I'm at university. I love my freedom. I love living for me, doing what I want to do, when I want to do it.

I remember before leaving home I thought I would happily fast track these independent years, this 'me' time. I thought it would be great to settle down and live the domestic life. No way! The past year has taught me how much I would be giving up should I make that mistake. Definitely not going there.

But I do love kids. For the past 4 years I have volunteered in Girl Guiding UK with the Brownies, girls aged 7-10 years old. We do crafts and activities and sports and music and generally have loads of fun. Well, at least I do because having a fan club boosts my spirits!

ABC's of me

Today I shall tell you about my Job Title

Well, this could be a very short post considering I have no job. I'm 'employed' in full time education.

source

3 cheers for being a student!

Being a student with no job is excellent. It means you have loads of time for societies and going out and getting drunk.  Also lots of time to do assignments, not that it would matter.  You'd still do them last minute anyway.
That's all very well and good but the down side is that socialising costs money and students don't exactly have that in abundance.

Ah well, embrace debt and live now.After all, happiness isn't the destination, it's the means of travelling there.

ABC's of Me

I is for Instruments I play

Source

Define play.
I can turn my hand to any instrument but if it's tuneful song you're looking for, please just let me sing.

I could squeak out a ditty for you on the flute although it's been nearly 5 years since I last played a flute. I could drum a quick beat for you on the kit but again, it's been a while. If you want instruments, see my friends. They are an amazingly talented lot. They play clarinet and piano and violin to grade 8 and diploma standard. Then others play sax, guitar, bass, flute; the list goes on.

But if you want me to perform for you, let me sing. It's the most tuneful I can be and, unlike the instruments I've tried, I really enjoy singing. I begged my parents for lessons when I was 9, only to quit at 11. No matter because I didn't give up music. I've been in a choir since I was 8 years old. School choir, Junior choir, Gospel choir , Choral society, Chamber choir, Show choir and Symphony choir. And for the past 7 years I've performed in my schools annual concert featuring songs from Broadway shows, often taking both a singing and acting role.

On moving to university my dad kept reiterating that I shouldn't lose the things I love, acting a music being the biggest one. But I almost did. The first month went by without me joining a single society. Luckily I was pointed in the right direction (read: bullied into auditioning for the autumn musical) and haven't looked back. And I shan't be making that mistake again. Without music and drama, my life would be a lot emptier.

Ha, sometimes I feel like Giselle in Enchanted as I often find myself singing while going about my daily life. I imagine it's rather irritating to other people but it keeps me sane, not to mention making the little narcissist inside me which likes to hear my voice happy!

ABC's of me

Height is today's piece of creepy information which will enable any Internet stalkers and potential identity fraudsters to compile a complete profile of me and my life.

This feels very weird
5'6''

So umm, a statistic about height according to the database of all that is inaccurate and non-referencable, wikipedia:
Yao Defen of China is the tallest living woman in the world at 2.33 m (7 ft 7 ¹⁄₂ in)

We can safely say I'm not a biological freak. In the UK, the average height of a woman is 5'3' but I'm sure most people I know are my height or a little taller. It doesn't matter. This has tailed off into something unintelligible
I should stop.

ABC's of me

Gold or silver?

Purely for the pictured moment, I will have to choose gold.

ABC's of me

F is for Favourite colour

All the colours?
All those shades, those hues.
Ok, enough with the romanticism.
If i have to pick one colour, I'll take navy blue.
For the rest of my life.
Navy

ABC's of me

Today, according to the grand list, is the day I tell you about the essential start to my day

SUNLIGHT
I literally cannot function in the morning without light. The first thing I do when my alarm goes off, after pressing snooze a few times, is to throw open my curtains and let the day in, much to the chagrin of any guests I might have. My friends from home like to wake up slowly. They take about an hour from alarm tone to becoming vertical whereas I like to throw off the covers and jump straight out of bed. Needless to say, sleepovers are filled with me bitching at them to get up and them pulling the covers over their heads.

ABC's of me

It’s day four which means today’s tid-bit of information is dog themed.

I don’t own a dog but I do have a favourite dog who I love more than any canine on the planet. The main reason is that I don’t actually like dogs *cue gasps of horror and disappointment*

I know, I know. I’m a horrible person. I get the appeal, they’re cute and fluffy and loyal and have the most adorable eyes and the lovely wet nose. But really, they just don’t compare to cats in my eyes. Cats are so cuddly. They come and curl up on your lap, tuck their delicate legs underneath them and nuzzle into you and then sleep, for hours. They just radiate love and affection. They sit with you when you’re sick or sad and they have so much personality.

But enough about the best animals in the world and more about my favourite dog ever. She’s called Dusty, she’s a Beagle, she’s a *few* years old. I’m going to guess that she’s around 3 years old but I can’t actually remember. Meh, she’s not mine so I don’t have to know these things. She’s the dog of my dear friend Emma. I just know that she has an overabundance of energy, the silkiest fur and once fell asleep chewing gently on my finger, draped across my lap. Nawww. Even when she was a little, yapping ball of fur, skittering around your ankles and nipping at your toes you couldn’t help but be bowled over by her charm.

So, even though I’d chose cats any day of the week, if it has to be dogs, there’s only one dog for me.

ABC's of me

I have a 6 page research report due in soon, so in true fashion, I'm not working on it. 

Today's letter is C which is about your least favourite chore.
Well I don't live at home so I don't have to do chores. The flip side of that is that I have to do everything to keep my life in order: washing up, cleaning, hoovering, laundry etc; it's OK because I only have to do 1 persons worth of each of those things but its still a drag.
My least favourite of all those is vacuuming though- lugging Henry hoover down the corridor and wrestling with him until he finally picks up all the pits that magically make their way onto my floor is not enjoyable.
Hence the reason I do it so infrequently.

MOTIVATE ME.