This is No Miraculous Life

Hi. I’m Chrisselle Mowatt, a 21 year old girl from a town in Scotland. It’s not a special town, or anything like that; the homes here were made for the masses and we’re all ridiculously overcrowded as a town and there isn’t really a sense of community. It’s any modern suburbia, really. There’s teens who loiter everywhere, there’s graffiti on nearly every surface possible, there’s cigarette butts and chewing gum all over the pavements, but there’s something that Livingston has brought me; It’s brought me life.

When I first moved to Livingston I was a confused 11 year old who had been taken from the only town she’d ever known, where everyone knew each other and you could walk down the street and see at least five people that you knew, or the neighbours would pop round for a coffee and keeping your door locked was something that was only done at night. Ten years, two breakdowns, three relationships, countless friendships made and lost and here I am; a 21 year old girl, living life to the full and starting the path to having the two careers of my dreams.

How it happened, I’ll never know. Some people say hard work, others say talent, but I say luck and support from those who matter. I honestly don’t know where I would be right now if it wasn’t for any of them, they all mean the world to me and they all know who they are. Sometimes I think about how different my path would have been had I not moved to Livingston all those years ago, and it terrifies me.

Just the other week there I was given the chance to write for the local Livingston magazine; The Konect Directory and it made me realise that although I’ve never really felt like a Livingston resident in all senses of the word, I do have so many ties here that I would never change for the world. I have my best friends, my wonderful family and jobs that I love. Not only am I now writing for Konect, but I’ve also been given an apprenticeship at Livingston based photographic studio itsPhotographic and I couldn’t be more overjoyed at that. I get on with everyone I work with and I class each of them as a friend instead of a colleague.

My friends have managed to put up with my dreaming since I left highschool; first I was going to move to America and become a journalist, then I was going to be a fashion designer, then I was going to be a teacher, then I was going to be a nursery nurse and now I’m going to be a writer, author, photographer and save the world- Not too much pressure then , eh? I honestly don’t know how they do it, but they believe in me and hold my hand each step of the way. They celebrate the highs with me and help me fix they lows; they’re the best kind of people you could ever wish for in life and I just hope that they’re in mine for good.

My family are another bunch of people who have patience that only a family could have. I’ve been resisting their “Why not be a carer?” “What about college?” enquiries for six years now, and it’s finally starting to pay off. The thing that is most rewarding though isn’t finally getting my dream jobs, it is seeing my parents proud of me and excited for my future; that’s the only thing I’ve ever wanted to do with my life was to make my parents proud and as long as I’m doing that then I’ll be happy.

Another, extremely special person that has the patience of a saint is my wonderful partner Anthony. He’s been there for me through some of the hardest times of my life, and yet somehow he’s  still here. He manages to deal with me better than even I do. He knows how to make me laugh when I feel like crying and he knows just what to say when I need that extra push of motivation to get something done. He keeps telling me that he’s proud of me, but here’s the truth; I’m proud of him. I’m proud to be able to call such a wonderful human being my partner and I cannot wait for what the future holds for us. I can’t thank him enough for all that he does for me, or for just how much he supports me. He’s the most wonderful person I’ve ever met, and that will never change.

I guess you could say that life is pretty perfect right now, well, as perfect as it can be for a depression and anxiety sufferer; I have my bad days, but so does everyone and right now there is a lot less bad days than there is good. I’m taking my meds, I’m sleeping more than I used to and I’m talking to people when I need to instead of letting everything build up like I used to. Life is great, and I finally feel like I’m getting somewhere instead of being stuck in a dead-end town with no prospects. The truth is that where you’re from doesn’t determine the person you are or the things that you will achieve in life. If you believe and work hard at making your dreams a reality then slowly but surely it will happen.

Don’t Lose Your Grip is also coming on leaps and bounds which is intensely exciting and rewarding. We have provisionally booked the Regal Theatre in Bathgate, West Lothian in order for us to put on a charity concert in July 2013 to raise money for SAMH (Scottish Association of Mental Health.) We are also going to be holding regular coffee mornings, bag packing days and other fundraising activities in order to raise the money to have to hold the main event. As soon as we have more plans set in stone, I will let you all know!

Once again I’d just like to thank you all so much for everything – whether it’s for supporting me or putting me down because you’ve both played a role in getting me to the place I am today. Life wouldn’t be the same if it wasn’t for everything I have been through and for the first time in my life, I can safely say that I don’t want to be anyone but me.

Thank you for reading, have a great week!
C xx

Stand A Little Taller

Life has a its own special way of chewing us up and spitting us out, doesn’t it? 

The past seven months of my life has been some of the toughest of my life. Maybe that’s why I’ve took such a long break from blogging– I find it hard to share the tough things with people. I guess I’ve just grown up in an environment where I’ve had to be strong for others and find it scary to drop that wall enough to allow myself to rely on other people being strong for me.

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Shiny Happy People

Hey guys! I realise that it’s been forever since I last updated you all, and for those that are interested a proper update will be coming in the next few days! But for now, I think that I’m just going to spread some positivity by following the #50thingsilove trending topic on Twitter, and converting my fifty things into a blog post. I hope you guys enjoy it, and can maybe even relate to a few of them!

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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

Day Four – Chasing Down The Sunset

As you guys know, I’ve been kind of absent the past week or so. But the reason for that is because I have been so busy, busy with both personal things and work related issues.

Recently everything’s been all over the place, emotions included. I think with the recent devastation in Japan everyone’s really been hit to the core of just how important life is. I just want to quickly mention that my heart goes out to everyone affected, whether it be directly or because you have family or friends that have been harmed. My thoughts are with you all.

I’ve been all over the place personally too, I don’t know why. I think it’s just with the whole coming home from Liverpool thing. I miss last week, I miss two weeks ago, I miss three weeks ago. I miss being able to do what I like, when I wanted to. I guess I miss the freedom of doing what makes me happy, and of course I miss everyone down there with all of my heart.

I’ve been trying to spread myself out so that everyone can have some time with me, and I’ve hardly had time for me. But I’ve loved it, I’ve loved being productive, the only thing I’ve not loved is the sheer stress of it all. But thankfully I’ve got amazing people in my life that talk me down when I’m too stressed. I love every single  one of them.

So yeah, this is just a short post really to give you all an update, and to apologize  for being distant. I thought I’d also let you guys know what’s helping me cope with all this stress and keeping me sane!

These are the websites that are always in my most visited, talented and inspiring young people for you to check out!

HammyHavoc.Com@hammyhavoc‘s personal website where you can keep up to date with all the news from Havoc studios also including Hammy’s personal blog.

Pangela.Com @AngelaPangela00‘s blog and the home of my latest interview about @dontloseurgrip.

Clikyz.Com@hammyhavoc and @fanboycraig’s clothing store. Who doesn’t love some retail therapy?! So stoked for my Bloody Medic Now! shirt!

PreviousMagazine.ComGreat site whether you want the latest news on fashion, art or even food. Also home to an other interview about #DLYG.

And last but not least, you should check out the changes over on the Don’t Lose Your Grip website; www.dontloseyourgrip.chrisselle.com.

Much love and many thanks to you. Check out the DLYG site for an update in a few hours regarding the exciting news we’ve been keeping you guys in suspense for!

Chrisselle.

Day Three – Welcome To My Silly Life

I thought this post could be a little insight into my life, and let you guys know who inspired me to become the person I am today. It’s more a list than a blog I guess, but hopefully it’ll let you guys into my mind a little more than some of the other posts I’ve put up for you guys.

These people are listed in no particular order, because each of them have had an equal impact on my life.

P!nk (Alecia Beth Moore)

Everyone knows who P!nk is, she’s a huge artist, an incredible live performer an inspiring activist and a voice for those who can’t be heard. But to me? To me she’s so much more. I don’t think there’s one P!nk song that I can’t relate to, she’s such an incredible human being, never mind artist. She inspires me by the way she carries herself and how she deals with the media, and she also inspires me through her music. She’s the reason I’m still alive, and for that I will always be thankful to her.

Jacqueline Wilson

Jacqueline Wilson is a British author, her books were the first books to ever get me interested in reading, the first books to ever have an impact on my life and the books that inspired me to become a writer. She made being unique ‘okay’ and that definitely had a huge impact on my life during my preteen and early teen years. Even to this day she still inspires me.

Beth Ditto (The Gossip)

Beth Ditto is just one of those women that as soon as you hear her voice, or read an interview with her you realize that you don’t need to be considered ‘normal’ to fit in. She’s a huge inspiration to me, both because of her music and because of the person that she is. If she’s taught me anything it’s to never be afraid to say ‘fuck you’ to people that say you won’t be able to do something.

Hammy Havoc

Hammy Havoc is an incredible young man from Liverpool, UK. If you haven’t heard of him you must have been living under a rock. Hammy’s been in my life for just over a year now, and I couldn’t imagine a day without him. He’s the person that I go to when I need someone, but not only that, he’s the person that’s always there before I need someone. He knows how I’m feeling before he even asks. He inspires me to believe in myself, and that’s something I never thought anyone would be capable of. He inspires me every day just by breathing, and I hope that he knows that. You can’t know Hammy, without loving him. And me? Yeah, I love him with every piece of me. Thank you for saving my life every day.

Lorraine Mowatt (My mother)

Yeah, I’m guessing a lot of you are surprised by that. As much as my mom and I fight, I have a huge amount of respect for her. She raised four kids by herself and held two jobs down (at the same time). She’s supported each of us, and protected us to the best of her ability. She’s strong, and I wish I was even half as strong as her at times.

My Family

Yes, my family as a whole are in inspiration to me. We’ve been through some things that would tear a family apart at the seams, but somehow we’ve managed to hold on to each other and remain a strong family unit. Yeah sure, we may piss each other off, but I know that when it comes down to it I have a huge family support network that would help me out of any situation.

My Friends

My friends are probably some of the most inspiring people I have ever met. They’re the people that put what’s bothering them to the side to help me with my problems. The people that I know will always be there to help me up if I ever fall down. And the people that make life a whole lot easier.

You

By ‘you’ I mean exactly that, you reading this, whoever you are inspire me and have a huge impact on my life simply by reading what I have to say. You let me into your life just my listening to me. So thank you, for being a huge impact on someone’s life halfway across the world.

Well, hopefully this post has let you that little bit further into my life. I’d also like to say a huge thank you to everyone that’s mentioned. And to you for reading.

Much love and many thanks,
Chrisselle

You’re More Super Than Mario

Another letter for you guys to pry on, this time this one’s for my lovely, amazing friend Jess. Who I love and miss so much. Enjoy!

Dear Jess.
You’re so amazingly beautiful, inside and out. Like seriously, you don’t give yourself enough credit. I know we have this little joke about how you’re my Basically Italian daughter, but honestly? I would be absolutely bursting with pride if, when I have kids, they turn out anything like you.

You’ve made my life so many times in the short time we’ve known each other. You make me happy whenever I feel like killing someone, so I’m pretty sure a lot of people owe their lives to you! I want to thank you for being in my life, not only for giving me amazing advice when I need it, but for also just being you.

You make so many people proud of you, it’s ridiculous. If only the rest of the human population was just like you the world would be a much better place to live. You’re o giving and understanding, so strong and inspiring. You really do make me smile so much.

I promise you, that one day? One day everything’s going to be great. You’re going to have such an amazing life, and that’s because you deserve it. You deserve a guy who’ll make you feel like you’re the only girl to ever fall in love. Friends that are constantly there for you, no matter what’s going on in their lives. A life that you love, and I can’t wait to see you experience it.

So yeah, thank you for being who you are and not some fake conjoured up personality. I love you for who you are and what you do. You make life amazing, never change, because honestly? You’re absolutely perfect, just the way you are.

I’m here for you, always. Friends for life.
All my love, Chrisselle. <3

Warm Fuzzy Feeling

So, you’ll never guess what! I finally got to Liverpool! I’m actually sitting in my new home for the month writing this. I’m all snuggly and warm beside the fire, waiting on Hammy waking up so that we can go grab some food before getting to work.

I know that some people are upset about me getting up on Friday morning and just jumping on the first bus down. And yeah, it may seem a little last minute kinda thing. But really? It isn’t. I’ve been planning to move for months now, and the majority of people have known about it for months. Also, I’m only gone for a month. I do intend on coming back after Christmas. I miss every single person from home, of course I do. But I need to do this for me, I can’t even tell you how badly I had to do this. Put it this way, this trip has more than likely saved my life. I just had to do this for me, and I’m sorry that it’s hurt a few people, and I’m sorry that it seems selfish.

I want to thank you guys, because I couldn’t have done this without the support I’ve been given by so many of you. I love all of you with all of my heart.

So what’s next for me? I honestly, have no clue. I think over the holidays it’s going to be a case of making plans for after the holidays. That’s the way I like my life to be though, constantly changing with the main parts staying the same.

I know that 240 miles may seem like a long way, but in reality, it isn’t. It’s literally only a bus or train ride away. I thought I’d be so much more nervous than I am, but nope, I feel right at home. My ‘home’ will always be where my family is, but my family is everywhere, as long as I’m with someone who I love, I’m at home. Of course it’s scary and new being away from the people I’ve basically grew up with, but I’m 19. It’s time for me to start living my life.

Okay, so enough of the babbling about my own private life, and on with some of the serious subject matters to attend to.

As I’m sure the majority of you are aware, this year is Britain’s worst winter in decades. I know for a fact that right across central Scotland is completely covered in almost waist high snow. And I know that most people, even myself have been complaining that the councils and government haven’t done enough to be ready for this. And I honestly don’t think they have, but you can’t predict the weather. So what can we do to help? Well, if you’re able to, why not get a few people together and grab some snow shovels and help each other out? It’ll be lovely to have some more community spirit, especially around this time of year. It makes sense too, I mean of course, you pay hard earned money to get the services done for you, but at the end of the day… When has paying tax ever payed off?

All I’m saying is how about helping thy neighbour. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I come from one of the roughest areas in Scotland, but surprisingly enough we were all out with shovels and digging cars out as well as a path straight through the snow for people that needed to get out on foot.

I guess all we can really do is work together and hope to god that the council and government are better prepared next time.

I also want to thank First Bus and National Express for being able to deal with such conditions. The drivers were lovely and made me feel completely safe for the majority of my journey, now that’s an achievement on it’s own considering one of my biggest phobias is car crashes.

I’m going to be perfectly honest with you, I have no idea where this blog is going. It was supposed to be just a quick update because I’ve been asked on Formspring to keep you guys updated. So I hope this helps!

I have 75 Formspring questions to answer today… I don’t even know how I’m going to think of witty responses for all of these.

Oh, before I forget. One of my best friend’s Angela Wilson wrote a lovely blog about me on Friday, I teared up on the coach because of it. You can find ithere. I love this girl with all my heart, and I hope she knows it! She’s so beautiful, she needs to start sharing some of that pretty around.

I want to say a huge thank you to Hammy Havoc. He doesn’t realize just how incredible he is. I literally feel blessed to know him. I feel right now life is at a place where it’s laying out my future for me, and I get to just sit back and watch it pan out. And I know for certain that Pange and Hammy are both going to be huge factors in my life along with everyone else.

Well, I’m going to head off at the moment and sort some things out. I know this post made barely any sense.. but yeah!
Also, thank you guys so much who come back post after post, you really do make me so happy. It’s such a lovely feeling knowing that your words actually mean something to someone.

Lots of love and many  thanks,
Chrisselle.

Take Me All The Way

So, guess what? I never got to Liverpool today or yesterday and although it may not seem like a big deal to a lot of you, it was a huge deal to me. This is the only thing that had started to go right for me in a while, and well, I guess it’s just kind of the last straw. I think I’m a pretty strong person, but then again, I have my weak moments too. And sometimes, sometimes life just gets to a point where you don’t know which direction it’s heading in.

I was originally planning on writing an extremely honest blog tonight, about the things that have been going through my head. But I think it would be too much to post publicly and more than  likely, scare, worry or make people mad at me.  So what am I going to blog about instead? I’m going to blog about the girl typing this, I’m going to give you all a little sneak peak at the world of Chrisselle.

If you’ve read my ‘About’ and ‘Biography’ sections of the site then you’ll know pretty much everything already. But in this blog I’m going to be brutally honest. Include every little detail, minus the one’s that will scare you off.

I’m Chrisselle, to me I’ve never been and never will be anything that magnificent. Some people say that I’m big-headed and I honestly don’t know where they get it from, I give as much as I possibly can, and I try my hardest. I have a short temper, but I can usually hide it relatively well. I’ve got used to just breathing and patching on a smile the majority of the time. I’m impatient and I dislike being spoke down to. When I get angry it can take me forever to calm down, and my mind goes blank of anything else other than the person or situation I’m mad at. If I’m quiet it means I’m either cold, sleepy, angry or down.. or I simply don’t have anything interesting to say.

I’m all over the place all of the time. My mind is constantly thinking about something I wish it wouldn’t think about, while my heart’s just telling me to forget it and just be happy. Even sometimes I’ll be happy and then I’ll feel guilty for being happy. I think that’s one of the most horrible feelings; Feeling guilty for being happy. Should I be happy and forget about everything and deal with the guilt of it? Or just pretend to be happy whilst tearing myself apart on the inside?

Now you all think I’m mad, don’t you? Well, I’m being me. A lot of people should try it now and then, you know, being themselves? I hate when people change who they are to fit in, I hate when people are different around different people. But, I’m just being a hypocrite really, because I do all of that, I’ve spent my life changing who I am just to feel accepted. I’m tired of pretending to be someone just to fit in with people. At the end of the day, take me as I am or not at all.

I’m annoying, frustrating, and I will more than likely get on your nerves more times than you could count. But, when I say sorry, I mean it. When I say I love you, I mean it.

I don’t even know where I’m going with this post. That’s another annoying thing about me; I lose my train of thought far too easily. I can be having a really serious conversation with someone and then boom, I lose my train of thought. It’s frustrating.

I annoy myself too much, like even writing this is annoying me. I mean who am I to take up your time whilst I whine about me? What is it going to accomplish? I hear you say nothing, but this is where you’re wrong. I’m hoping that this will clear my head of some bullshit and make me be able to focus on the positives.

I have a lot of positive things in my life. I have family and friends who love me for the person I am, even if I hate that person. They’re the people that are there for me one way or another, no matter what. They’re the people that make it okay, the one’s that make life not so hard. But when it feels like the world is against you, you forget about them. You forget that when they give you advice, they’re only trying to help, that they’re not actually telling you what to do, only advising you. And sure, the advice you receive isn’t always the advice you hoped for, but in the end they’re just trying their best.

The weekend ahead is going to be tough for me, it’s my Gran’s birthday tomorrow. and the anniversary of the death of my sister’s baby on Monday. I expected to be away from here by now, to the place where I’m happy. But I’m not, and the added stress of that has just pushed it. I don’t know how I’m going to cope this weekend at all. I know my friends are there for me, but at the end of the day, talking isn’t going to bring them back, but me falling apart isn’t going to either.

I know this blog looks like a cry for attention, but it really isn’t. It’s just me getting things off of my chest. Why don’t I just speak to someone? Because this way I’m not putting it all on the shoulders of another and I hate feeling like a burden.

So yeah. Hey there, I’m Chrisselle. I’m nineteen. I live in Livingston, Scotland, although I wish I lived in Liverpool, UK. I write blogs, take photo’s and like to write the occasional song. I try to help people as much as I can, even if I don’t know them too well. I’m sarcastic, annoying and I think too much. I over-analyze everything. I have trust issues, I have very little self confidence. I annoy myself more than you could imagine. I hate my body with a passion. I like video games and 90′s TV shows. I adore music, it keeps me sane. Alecia Beth Moore has saved my life more times than I can count. My favourite colours are pink, orange and blue. I like vintage patterns. Black and white photos make me happy. My nieces and nephews mean the world to me. I’m a complete daddy’s girl, but my mum means the world to me too. I have eleven brothers and sisters but only get on with two of them. My grandmother was my first best friend. I love spending time with family, even if it’s as simple as all getting together and watching a movie. I have amazing friends and family, any of which I’d take a bullet for. I can’t stand racism, ageism or homophobia. I use the phrases “LOL” “And I was like…” “Cool story bro’” “That’s what she said” “Sweet!” “Indeed” & “Lemme just…” far too much. I have a tattoo on my left wrist that says Sabhàilte, it means rescued or safe in Gaelic. I love the feeling of being tattooed as I find it a little relaxing. I hate people that stereotype teenagers, when these days the majority of intelligent, caring and respectable people I know are teenagers. Stereotypes in general make my head hurt. I’m Scottish, but I’m not your average scot, I’m probably the most unpatriotic person you’ll ever meet; At the end of the day it’s just some mud and rocks, it shouldn’t define who you are or what you stand for. I ramble on too much, like right now, I’m rambling. Anyway, it’s nice to meet you… Sorry, I didn’t quite catch your name, what was it again? Oh yeah, I’m forgetful and clumsy too.

I don’t really have much else to say, other than I want to thank my family and friends for everything that they do for me. I don’t feel that I show how much I appreciate them enough, so I just want them to know that they mean the world to me and that I love each of them with all my heart.

Also, if you get the chance you should take a sneak at the recent exclusive interview with frontman of Hordasken, Hammy Havoc! You can find the full interview here. Also, why don’t you keep up to date with the latest news on Hordasken, by following Hammy himself on Twitter or by checking out Hordasken.Com.

Finally, many thanks to you for reading. I’m sorry if I bored you!
Much love,

Chrisselle.