I Was Stuck…

Introduction of I Was Stuck…

Wow three blogs in one day lucky people; I must be doing something right, as I’m writing loads of blogs and scheduling them on time for you lovely people. Normally I get stuck on what to write about; then give up, once I give up. No words, no reading, no blogs, no reviews, no nothing. Have no fear I have now sorted out all of my clipboards with their correct titles for me to work on for ideas; along with… I do have to say so myself, was a genius plan and well good idea on my part. A clipboard for my own titles on; not like other clipboards that don’t have my ideas on, or anything. It’s just that when I have ideas for something like a blog; then I get stuck of what main category I should put them in, why not create a clipboard with main titles and when I need an idea that’s completely different to the ones on the rest of the clipboards I can decide to use that clipboard as a back up. 

I Was Stuck… 

As soon as I was writing my introduction for this blog; another idea that came into my head, on which involves with the title. If you read it out loud a few times I Was Stuck, I Was Stuck, I Was Stuck; doesn’t the title make you wonder back to your childhood stories that you once used to be read as a child, you would have all the imaginations of the characters from the story in your bed as you listened and looked at the pictures.

The story could go something like this: 

“Mummy I’m stuck in the mud” so mummy picked her out of the mud and carried her to the dry place.

“Mummy I’m stuck on the wire like the sheep wool” so mummy unhooked her of the wire mesh fencing 

“Mummy I’m stuck at the top of slide” so mummy helped slide down the slide. 

“Mummy I’m stuck to the paper” so mummy pealed the piece of paper off her fingers 

“Mummy I’m stuck……” as she noticed that her mummy was fast asleep on the sofa. As her daddy picked her up to take her back to bed she said yawning “daddy I was stuck today” 

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As I was writing this I could see it as a children’s book for a toddler; who are learning to read and starting talk, I think I’ve just gave myself an idea for a story. Just looked up apps on how to create books and etc on apps. Aww I love you guys; giving me ideas to get my stories going again, don’t worry I’m not going to give up on blogging too much investment is going into it. Haha.


10 things I believe……


“Mama, mama, mama made me the way I am. My face, my eyes, someone turn me up, I’m speaking my mind. And I, and I, I’ve been wasting a lot of time looking in mirrors. And hating on me, but now I like what I see.” – We are who we are – Little Mix

10 Things I believe….

The 10 things that you believe can be anything; along with your own opinion of what you believe in, as I was trying to work this one out. What 10 things I believe in; it is quite hard to think of, especially 10 Things that I believe in but no one else might not believe in. 

  1. That I love myself more 
  2. Everyone can move on from the past no matter how long it takes
  3. To be confident within myself 
  4. Everyone can be confident within themselves 
  5. It’s okay to be on your own than have someone you depend on all the time
  6. Know who your real friends are than fake friends
  7. To be able to speak out about mental health without being judged 
  8. To challenge your comfort zones time to time 
  9.  Shouldn’t give up so easily 
  10.   Everyone has an opinion no matter if it’s right or wrong. It’s their own opinion.

With my own opinion of myself what I should do within myself, what others should believe and think towards themselves and most importantly everyone has their own opinions. This is because we all are different; no one can force each other to believe the way they think or their beliefs are right and ours is wrong, you need different beliefs to make the world go round. 

Write about your first kiss?


Everyone has that first kiss to be magical and wonderful; knowing it’s the right one for you, who could steal the hidden secret kiss from you. Like Wendy gave Peter Pan in the authors book written by J.M.Berrie. Everyone has those dreams of giving their true love secret kiss; like their mothers before them, their mothers before them and so on. 

With my first sweet tender, mouthwatering prickly kiss that I was given by my first boyfriend; was quite nice but had part of his prickly beard rubbed against my lips, all because I dared him one day before he asked me out at the time. All because I was teasing him; winding him up, as he couldn’t do much about it for awhile because he didn’t want ruin our friendship at the time. 

When the time went passed; I grew a bit more confident and comfortable with him touching me, kissing me and holding my hand. I’m not for one to trust people of touching me; unless I am comfortable with them and trust them, of not hurting me. Also I was quite new to all of it; so it was okay to relax slowly, as he was patient with me to get to know him and get use to the idea of being kissed. 

Anxiety vs the bed sheets/covers


Think I’ve just gone mad! Haha literally just started to strip my bed at about 2:10am in the morning of Monday 17th April 2017. All because I felt like I was been bitten by something; on which makes me feel really itchy, then made me turn into one over drive anxious person. As I’m writing this right now I can feel every inch of my body itchy; trying to reframe of itching it, just hoping it’s just my figure of imagination. 

Gave up I had to itch it so much; to the amount of nervousness of thinking that I’ve been bitten or something that had been touching me but left something for me to itch, it became an fear of the u known of what is going on why would I end of up starting to strip my bed of the night. 

As I anxiously put one of my blankets over the mattress bed sheet to help cover the mattress; I thought I’ll see if that will help me feel less itchy on my arms and the rest of my body, well it help for awhile just to help me to get some sleep for the night. However my mood still didn’t change in the morning; my skin was so itchy so was my hair, I was starting to loose it for awhile until I forced myself to go and have a shower. 

The nice damp, warm water helped to reduce the most of the anxiety and the irrational itches on my scalp and my skin had stopped. As I was out in my local town centre with one of my parents; that’s when everything had started again, the anxiety and the itchyness of the skin. Felt like I was going to loose it with someone even though it’s not their fault; but when I’m in that state of mind it’s a lot harder to get out off, after my experience on Friday night without knowing what happened after I actually fell asleep. 

Until my friend said the next day I was so jumpy like I was going to kill them or wanted them to save me from something. So all in all I think it was just my anxiety kicking in badly last night; not my bed sheets or my bed covers, something must of triggered it to be that bad. Where I was on edge all day and taking it on people. Such fun. 

How do you plan in batches of blogs for the week?


Introducing…the one and only…hustle and bustle of blogging Advice with Lizzy. That’s right with the one and only. Me Lizzy Arrow. Not Harrow, not Aaron or any other way that you may think I might of said to you face to face or over the phone. It is Arrow like bow and arrow that you use for archy. So many people asked me how to spell it; I just want either curl up in a ball or just collapse on the sofa, then hang up and cry. 

In today’s Hustle and Bustle of Blogging Advice world that you have now entered in on with a bow and arrow is; how do you plan batches of blogs for the week? That my dear fell readers this is why you are here; that’s also why I am here to explain to you, how it all works. 

I’m quite optimistic that doing batches of blogs for the duration throughout the week is so far quite easy to do; once you know what you want to write about, it saves you time thinking of what you are going to write for the day or even if your so tired that you have realise that you have to write a blog for the day. 

Having blogs written for in advance; can give you more time to plan for the next weeks blogs, but also as you write them you can remember that you are also look back at what you have done the week before. Which you can look back at your word document; to be able to see what you have done, and also see if you can do a follow up from that blog if it’s worth while doing. 

It’s also a trail and error. This means that it could work doing it in blocks of 6-7 blogs a week or it may not work; you never know what’s going to happen if you don’t try it out, that’s what the best thing about being a blogger/writer you never know to take a leap of faith if something may or may not work for you. That’s what I believe anyway as I’m taking a massive leap in taking this challenge; if it doesn’t work then it’s okay, I won’t try it again I’ll go back to the drawing board and work something out that could be much better than before.

Mini Holiday to Bournemouth

Introduction & Mini Holiday to Bournemouth 

I arrived back home on Saturday 15th April 2017 between 6:30/7:00 from one night away to Bournemouth with a friend; whom I’m very close to, on which I was quite fortunate that they had asked me to go with them. Here is what we have got up too down in Bournemouth in Dorset. 

Once we had arrived in Bournemouth; we were a few hours early before we could checked into hour hotel, so we went to go and grab something to eat as we had arrived at lunch time. We went to KFC to have some lunch; on which we both ordered the same thing Zinger Tower meal, but I completely forgot that it has cheese in. I managed to eat some of it; normally I’m okay finishing off my food but with the cheese and the spicyness of the source, I couldn’t finish it.

I think it’s more to deal with the cheese than anything else; all well haha, as we were walking back through the town we popped into Primark as my feet were getting so hot that I needed a pair of shoes. Yet we walked out with a complete outfit; wasn’t planned but I wanted to look nice for our evening meal that we were going to have, in the town centre that evening. The outfit came to £30 on which it wasn’t so bad if you asked me; I knew how hot was getting, I needed to wear something that would cool me down.

We started to go and look for the hotel that we were going to stay at; which was called Britannia Bournemouth, once we had found the hotel the front of it looked very un inviting where it looked like it just became out of a ship reck if you asked me. So distressed; didn’t look like it wanted to be there anymore than we did; but we had to check in no matter what we did, by the time we had found our room. The room wasn’t really that welcoming either to be honest; especially for a standard room it was like my room that I have, it was that tiny more tiny than my room I think. It had a double bed, dressing table, wardrobe and bed side table. Along with a TV and a bathroom. 

The only thing that was making the whole room stand out and more welcoming was the white bed covers. To be honest the whole hotel needs a complete make over; if the company can afford and rescue old buildings to keep them running, but to ignore the hotel is pretty shocking. 

Me and my friend were about to go out; well to be honest I was about to say yes to go out but, I fell asleep and was out for the account so that went out out of the window as I was sleep for hours. So yeah after I woke up we got changed and went out for a meal; on which u ended up having chips and nachos without cheese whilst my friend had all of the cheese, as I wasn’t feeling well. Literally had way too much potato for one day because the next day I had something with potato and I couldn’t stand potato and let it haha.  

The next day we had breakfast in Weatherspoons on which I had a full English breakfast which was quite a large one; I can give you that, plus managed to eat monjority of it, better than the day before. We then walked along the beach that ended up with a pile of sand in one shoe more than the other; that’s what I got for having a holy shoes that need replacing, then we went on a little adventure to Milton on Sea for a walk along the sea front on which we saw The Needles that is apart of a small island called Isle of Wight. 

Then we started to head back after a nice one night away; best time away with a friend, how relaxing and very healing. I didn’t really want to come back to be honest; I wanted to stay for another night, knowing I couldn’t was hard enough but it was the best thing that could happen.

If I had all the time in the world, what would I want to do first?


Hip hip hooray! I’ve made it you made it. I’ve completed this huge mammoth task; when I haven’t been here for the most of the weekend, don’t worry the blog post will be coming out during this week “don’t panic Mr. Manning, do not panic” last of the five post of everyday for this week. Not looking forward to doing the 7 days a week one plus the four events that needs to be written as well; heyho challenge excepted, will start that soon enough when everything calms down. 

If I had all the time in the world, what would I want to do first?

If I had all the time in the world; I think I would like to do first is to be able to work on myself imagine a bit more, as I never have much time when I’m back at work. Everything starts to landslide a bit; where I’m so drained along and can’t sleep, to the point of myself image goes to pot along the way.

It’s just the timings of everything; depends on my good night sleep, if I have had a bad night then I wake up late and rush around like a headless chicken trying to get everything sorted. Which means no make up on and hair is not be the way I wanted it. Even if I plan on waking up early it won’t work if I had trouble sleep the night before; but if I had a reason amount of sleep then, yeah it’s manageable I can scrap the whole make up and hair time all in one go.

I really would love to look nice and presentable all the time; this is because that’s how I am and who I am, no one has taught me that. I find it my way and my way is staying where it is. I have moments that things look tacky on me but I’m still trying to work on that no matter what. So time and self image is what I would like to do first.

How important is to have a your grandparents in your life?


There’s been questions going around about how much involvement grandparents should be in your children’s lives. No matter what your history is with your own parents is; your kids comes first in my opinion, so this is my opinion and I’m lucky to have mine. 

How important is to have a your grandparents in your life? 

Having my grandparents in my life is the best thing; they’ve been in my life since day one when I was born, they are the best thing ever happened to me. I grew up with only one set of grandparents; they are the closest set I ever have, without my grandparents involvement in my up bringing I think I would be having a different up bringing completely. 

Recently I’ve noticed more and more where I get my fun, loving, humour from but also along with my height and everything else. It’s because of my grandparents lifestyle; as I was growing up I didn’t think much off it, until their health over the years and most recently. Also it brings the whole family together; especially with my two other cousins, we haven’t spoken to each other or seen each other in years but now in the last couple of days we’ve been chatting like we’ve been growing up together. 

I think we’ve been so cut off from each other to the point off; we need each other’s comfort to be able to talk about what’s worrying us, and to be able to be there for one another now than before. This shows how our grandparents have effected us as the most important people in our world; it is scary to loose someone or close to loosing someone, to the point of what else can we do other than be a close nit family. 

I don’t even understand how people say I don’t get on with my grandparents or my parents don’t get on with my grandparents and etc. I’m like how can you not get on with them; I would try everything to spend time with my grandparents as much as I could, you never know when it’s going to be your last day with them or your last day. Life is a funny thing where you never know what’s going on or when it’s going to happen. You have to live life to the full everyday. 

My grandparents are the most important people in my life. I’m not going to change that ever even when they pass I’m never going forget them. 

If I could share one message with the world; what would it be?


Come on keep it going people you can do it? Yes we can! Can we do it? Yes we can! No I can’t!!🌬🌬🌬🌬🌬 

If I could share one message with the world; what would it be?

As I was growing up; everytime I said “I can’t do it” someone would say “can’t isn’t a word” or “can’t isn’t in a dictionary” this meant your not giving up on yourself or what you want to achieve. To be honest they are right. I catch myself saying it all the time when I’m talking to my friends; when I’m feeling down, lonely and etc. 

When I’m working with someone in a classroom; I have a child say to me “I can’t”, I’m reply “can’t isn’t in my dictionary….you can do it I know you can” they show me that they can do it; the word is a cope out word, I know it is and they know it is. 

The message is this…even if can’t is in the dictionary. Remind yourself when you feeling like given up on something like a dream or a project or something that you are working on. If I was there next to you on your shoulder; you told me that you can’t do it, you would know what I would say to you. “Can’t isn’t in my dictionary…you can do it I know you can” its my belief and it gives me the confidence and other people the confidence of being able to challenge themselves to the point of victory of standing up to your ego who puts you down.

It’s like me saying I can’t do 5 blogs prep in one day or maybe more in one day; hey guess what, I’ve proved myself that I can do it. No one told me to do 5 or more blogs; no one set me the mammoth task of doing loads of blogs in one day, I chose to do it myself.

What do I love about myself?


Oh boy here we go. One day I’ll be doing these blogs in my sleep if I don’t be careful haha; wouldn’t be a bad thing to be honest, once they are done they are done. If your in one of those creative moods; you might as well get it all done whilst you can otherwise you may not get another erg of, blogging spree again for a very long time. I should know I’ve been doing it for two weeks; it’s amazing feeling ever to get so much done in space of two weeks. 

What do I love about myself?

I don’t really love myself as much as I should do; like everyone else seems to be able to do it perfectly fine, there’s me I’m like I don’t even love myself to the point of self distorting myself. Depressing I know but when I do find days that I love about myself is where if I have done my make up and hair done really nice and the way I wanted to it to go. 

That’s when I learn to love myself; more and more each time, as it gives me the confidence boost of what I need and the nice warm weather gives me a chance to shine. Most importantly to me is when my nice blue eyes shine brightly where there is life inside of me; like there was once before, the storm that has been before had calm down. That’s what I love about my eyes they can tell you or more importantly me something is going to happen. 

My grandma had once said to me. “Your eyes are very blue” “I get them from you. As you have blue eyes too” would tell you the rest of the conversation but that nice compliment gave me the confidence of knowing that I do have nice blue eyes.