A Little Bit Of Laura: Fun

Lazy Days

So today I woke up late. At about 12 O'clock- so I'd missed breakfast, which meant breakfast and lunch had to merge into one. My flat mate and I decided that today would be a Disney day, and we watched Cinderella and Peter Pan, which are personal faves, and I enjoyed some Easter chocolate during. Unfortunately I bit into my chocolate bunny's head- killing him instantly- he tasted good though! I think it's fair to say today has been a lazy day.

I think it's important to have 'lazy days' once in a while. Where you can sit around for hours drinking hot chocolate or tea, and dunking a biscuit in so daringly until it almost breaks off and kaplunks into its hot death. I think lazy days help us rejuvenate and relax. It extremely important to do so, because we gather so much stress and we sometimes need to let it out. It's good to chill out and let your emotions flow, and it's healthy.

After watching two Disney films and getting rather emotional and feeling nostalgic, I went for a run with my friend. Not exactly lazy you may think, but to be honest it wasn't exactly marathon worthy running! After jogging alongside the beach, we went to the playground and sat on the swings. You know, as adults do...

Well it was fun, and it made us feel like kids again which is always a pleasure!

Now, as I finish writing this little update, I'm sat with barely any emotions. Not because I don't feel any, but because I currently have a mud face pack on which is slowly tightening, and I can't move my face for fear of it cracking ( the mask, not my face)! I also have a very annoying itch which I can't scratch! I've re-painted my nails, which are now a lovely fruity red colour, although I've already managed to chip it! How?!

Today has been lazy, but I've loved it. Even if days aren't spent out and about, it doesn't mean they can't be cherished. Sometimes I crave these little moments, the simple things, and its good to enjoy them when you can. So sit back on the sofa and enjoy a romcom and don't feel guilty about it!!

Good Night! X

P.S sneezing when you have a face pack on is hard....

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, by Anonymous

In Disney, Disneyland

Journey To Another World

DisneyLand

The early blue sky, like a tropical ocean, sat above our heads, with an enormous orange ball of fire smiling down on us. The air was fresh and crisp and the slight chill made the hairs on my arms stand up straight like little soldiers. With our rucksacks on over one shoulder, we all herded on like cattle, as we got checked for sharp objects. There is always someone with something non-dangerous who gets stopped. This time, an embarrassed, flustered, middle aged mother, who stood patiently as the men emptied the contents of her tiny handbag, only to find that the most dangerous object was a tampon. Meanwhile her two young children created havoc play fighting further up the queue, resulting in the poor lady having to hastily pull them apart.

Once through, everyone split off in different directions but primarily all heading for the same destination. As we approached, I rummaged through my pockets to find my ticket. First I found an old lolly stick, which kept sticking to my fingers as I delved in. Then, a small folded leaflet telling me why Jesus was my saviour lay at the bottom of my coat's pouch. At last, I finally found what I had been looking for. My yellow printed ticket with a cartoon dog on. I grasped it in my hand so tightly (for fear of losing before I even reached the gates) that I almost gave myself a paper cut on the palm of my hand. Both eager and exhausted, running on no sleep for thirty hours, we stepped closer to the entrance. From where we stood, all we could see was the busy crowd ahead and green metal booths that had metal turnstiles letting people through one at a time. There was a glimpse of colour beyond this, resembling our destination. The workers, standing at the front of the booths, were dressed in navy cloaks, with matching skirts or trousers. They welcomed people with their sleepy smiles, keeping up the facade that they were full of life, when in fact they probably wanted to collapse on a chair. To be honest, so did I, but the excitement was over powering me. Once we handed our tickets in, we waltzed through the gates and, finally, we were there.

As the entrance welcomed us, we felt relieved as if we were home once again. We fitted in here as we were big kids at heart. With gigantic grins stretched across our faces, we matched on. The sound of children laughing and gasping in astonishment filled our ears with glee. The distant but fast approaching familiar music created the highest level of nostalgia. I breathed in the air, as if to take it all in, closing my eyes for a second. Heaven. Suddenly I was brought out of my trance by something soft hitting my head. A toddler scurrying past with a giant balloon in the shape of a mouse, had not been paying much attention to where he was going, and then his mother had sharply told him off.

Once inside my senses were invited in by various wonders. The sweet subtle smell of sugary, melted, sticky popcorn throttled my nostrils, until I couldn't help but crave some. There was fuss just a few metres away from the Popcorn stand where a young boy had accidentally dropped his popcorn and was desperately trying to scoop it back up, whilst his mother noticed the stares and encouraged him to leave it and promised him some more later. We delved in further and further into the busy streets that had been created for this place. Ice cream parlours, gift shops, restaurants and more were on both sides. Looking around I could see that we were not alone, there were hundreds of adults also enjoying the atmosphere; though I'm sure some would deny, their guilty faces told all.

Even though being an adult, I had never felt such happiness, and as silly or childish as it seems, I think Disneyland was a place of escape. It's a place you can escape the stresses of reality and run to. I had reached a point in life where I needed to escape or at least hide for a bit and relax. Disneyland did this for me. For a moment in time, I was able to forget. And to me, I felt at home, in a place full of dreamers.

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, by Anonymous

In Alone, Be Yourself

I Love Being Different

Dear Readers,

Okay, so I know I previously wrote a blog post called 'Be YOU', and this post may seem similar, but I want to stress something that i've noticed. It is something that everyone knows, but nobody really notices. And that is how different we all are. I know, that sounds like the most obvious thing to say, but its true. We are all conceived in the same way, yet the results (us) are so unique and special. Each and every person has their own body, their own heart, brain, soul, bones, skin. Nobody is the same. I think we all need to take a few seconds, or minutes or how ever long you want, to stop and think about that. Why is it we judge others for being different, and why do we judge ourselves for not being the same.
I've realised recently that nobody understands you, better than you. So if you don't want to do something- only you can justify why. Some people drink, others don't. Some people smoke, others don't. Some people play Dungeons and Dragons, whereas others play Football. And that's okay- I promise. There is nothing wrong with being different!
I know there are a lot of people out there who feel lost, who feel they don't belong, and I want to let them know that they are not alone. Right now, I could be out partying but instead I'm sat at my laptop listening to the calming music a mystery person from another floor is playing. It's got me thinking: how many other people are doing the same thing right now? How many of us feel like we are wandering through life without a clue, or perhaps too many clues that others don't see. In this world, with so many people, it is so very easy to feel on your own. But just knowing that other people feel this, allows us to know that as long as the world keeps spinning, we will never be truly alone.
And for those who like being alone, that's okay too. Relaxing by yourself can be a great way to reflect. I know that I am one of those people who has always enjoyed being by myself. That doesn't of course mean I don't like meeting up with friends and family-because of course I do.
I just think people need to accept who they are and more than that..

. accept who others are.
Our lives are like a story book. If all the characters were the same then you'd have no story. But the different characters, ah well they just make for a fantastic read. And I think our stories- I think they're going to be the best!
So be silly, act crazy and be spontaneous, fall in love, enjoy anything and everything and most of all never forget that without you, this world would be a little less different and unique.

Look at this owl. He is a great owl. We should be more like owls. That'd be cool.