Day Seven – Can’t Keep Me Down

After not having any inspiration as to what to blog about, I tweeted asking you guys what you wanted to hear about. @am_mf said she wanted  blog about self love and inspiration, and @MikeyMikeMNM said he wanted to know my guilty pleasures. So, this blog is (hopefully) going to incorporate all three! Wish me luck!

I’m going to start off with the easy one, and probably the most amusing one for you guys: My guilty pleasures. I’m not actually sure how to blog about this, so I think I’m just going to list them and explain each one.

My first ‘guilty pleasure’ that I can think of is probably kids TV. I’m turning 20 in September, and to be honest with you I’m not ashamed to say that I still watch some kids TV.. not this generation’s but my generation’s. The shows/movies I watch are; The Story Of Tracy Beaker, Even Stevens, Arthur, Mona the Vampire, Power Rangers, Pokemon, The Hoobs, Spongebob and My Parents Are Aliens, there’s probably a ton more, but those are the ones that come to mind. I don’t know why I do it, probably because they were/are good TV shows, they’ve got more character to them than half of the things on TV today, and let’s be honest, they kick even more ass when you can understand the jokes you missed the first time round. Another of my guilty pleasures is watching football with my dad, now I personally have no interest in football, but sitting watching the football with my dad reminds me of when him and my mom were still together and I’d get bored on a Sunday afternoon so I’d snuggle up with him and watch TV. I am a daddy’s girl after all. Elvis and country music are another; They remind me of growing up, and road-trips with my dad. You’re pretty much guaranteed to find some Elvis or country in many of my playlists.  F.R.I.E.N.D.S, yeah, that’s right if you follow me on Twitter you’ll know just how much of a guilty pleasure Friends is to me, I could probably quote all ten seasons. I love the show, the characters and all of the storylines that have been involved in the show over the years, there really is nothing that can beat it for me. Travelling, as most of you know, I travel a lot between Scotland and England and although it can be frustrating being on a bus so long, once I’m on it, I actually enjoy it. I’ve always enjoyed travelling, I find it exciting and I love being able to sit in silence with music and watch the landscape change every now and then. Chicken sandwiches, cereal, burritos, pasta, pizza and cake… These foods are the foods you need in your cupboard if a Chrisselle is coming to stay, I could literally live on these things alone. I swear I was Garfield in a previous life. Also: Irn Bru, that one doesn’t need explaining: I’m Scottish.

Now the inspiration part, after having a discussion with Anelene about how inspiring we found a love like P!nk and Carey Hart’s, Anelene decided that I should blog about it. I don’t really know what to say apart from the following few paragraphs that actually tie into a conversation I had with @hammyhavoc today.

Love is love. No matter how you put it, love is still love. I’m tired of love needing ‘rights’. Why should someone need a license to get married? Never mind be allowed the ‘right’ to be married? Love is about someone’s personality, it’s about having a bond with that person that you’ve never had with anyone. It’s something that no-one but the people in that relationship can understand. So who’s the government to say that two people can’t get married simply because they are of the same sex? Let’s face it, it’s rare to actually see two people get married simply because they’re in love anymore, regardless of sexuality. Marriage is a promise between two people to be there for each other no matter what, why should that be turned into something to do with the government, or even God for that matter? It should be between two people, not the world and his dog. It’s simply a promise between two people, and the last time I checked, you didn’t need any form of rights to make a promise.

Okay now onto the real tough one. Anelene said that she wanted me to blog about self love, now I could preach to you about how important it is to love yourself, or I could be honest with you. And today, I’m going to let you in, and show you how I cope with the difficulty that is self love.

Like I said in my #100FactsAboutMeBlog, I’m nowhere near being completely happy with myself. But I am so much closer than I was even this time last year. I used to literally hate almost every single part of me, but since meeting the people that I have met in the past year, they’ve inspired me to actually get to know me, and I guess, they’ve allowed me to like the person I’m becoming. I don’t quite know who that person is, but I am proud of her.

It seems that teenagers today are basically taught to hate themselves, and then to find someone to make them love themselves. But that’s not how it works guys, you have to have some form of love for yourself before you can even begin to love someone else, if not love you’ve got to have respect for yourself. And trust me, letting someone control your life with your heart strings is not having respect for yourself, you’ve got to be able to have your own opinions and you’re own life. What would you guys ever talk about if you agreed on everything and lived in each others pockets? You’ve got to remember to not lose the person you are while you’re looking for someone to love, otherwise what’s going to be left for them to love? I guess what I’m saying is this: Enjoy life, don’t pressure yourself into making decisions too fast, or get down when something doesn’t work out the first time, put it down to practice and remember that practice makes perfect.

 

All my love,
Chrisselle

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