I had this idea for the last few days now as nearly everything that I use everyday is running out; no money until next week to replace them but I can tell you which brands I use daily, when I have them on a average day. I’m not going to do it in order to what I put on my first; it’s just too technical, along with I use different brands at different times.
I use Garnier Skinactive Micellar Cleansing Water to take off any make up off that I may of missed when I use B. Micellar Cleansing Water.
I use B. Micellar Cleansing Water first before anything else. Just to make sure that my make up is off or there’s anymore left that I’ve missed. I also use B. Make Up brushes to apply the correct make up that I use.
I use Revlon make up of contouring and corrector. Two of the most expensive things that I buy but I don’t care to be honest I like the brand and it works for my skin.
I use out of the Collection range Sheer Loose Powder Ivory, unless they are out of stock I use something that’s closer to it. Compressed Powder Ivory unless they are out of stock then I go for something closer to it. I also use Medium Cool or Fair Concler and I also use black liquid eyeliner.
I use Barry M Ivory foundation and Primer. If they don’t have my foundation I try and get something near to it.
I use Maybelline New York Massacre the extreme look (red massacre one) can’t remember the actual name of it. Maybelline nude colours eye shadows and sometimes their contour colours but not that often.
I use Simple Cleansing lotion, make up wipes and make up remover if I ran out of the wipes or I haven’t got anymore Cleansing Water left.
That’s basically the only things that I use for my daily make up. I sometimes buy double of things so that it will keep me going for about four months or so to keep me going for a bit while longer
Dairy Entries Online……are they true are they not you decide.
Dear Haters/Social Media/Press/Exs
I really don’t like your little games because it ruins my life; hackers, all the lies and self control over people even when your not around me anymore. Don’t act like your on a tilted stage because you can’t get what you want; the role that you made me play, making me out as the fool and a bad person. This is why I don’t like you and I don’t like your perfect crime. The way you laugh as you lied about everything especially when you say who you really are but actually it’s not; it isn’t cool and I do not like you one single bit.
Yet now I’m taking control; I’m breaking these chains because I’m getting smarter and starting to get harder in the nick of time, the fact that I rose up from the dead hiding from my fear. I have a list of names and guess what all of you are in red, in capitals and underlined. I don’t check it just once but I check it twice to make sure.
Look what you made me do. I’ve deleted all of my social media apps because I’m living in fear of being hunted or talking to hackers. Look what you just made me do. Thank you for making me realise how much your complete arse holes who have no lives; just want to ruin other people’s lives guess what you just ruined mine but I’m not going to let it happen no more. So look what you just made me do I’m going to fight back and when my love of my life back.
Look what you made me do as now I’m fighting back as I don’t like your kingdom keys anymore; they once belonged to me but now I threw my key of all keys away, only one person has my special key and no one else can have it. The world moves on, another day, another drama; but for me I hope karma comes back round and bite your arse one day.
I don’t trust nobody unless they are really close to me; guess what I know what I’ll be is an actress staring in your bad dreams, because you know why. This is what you ruined, you won’t be getting me back either way because I’m going to take control of my life. I’m with someone else and I know that they are right for me.
So here’s my message for all you haters, hackers, press and Ex’s:
“I’m sorry. The old me can’t come to the phone right now.”
“Oh. Didn’t you know. The old me is dead. You killed her.”
Ever felt so drained and had to change your top at least twice because you sweat straight through your first top at the being at the day. Yep that’s me all over. Based on today’s outcome (Thursday 24th August 2017)
Today of all days I had the worst combo ever. The fact that I was trying to not think about going to the hospital appointment today as I hate hospitals and doctors; no matter how much I go to the doctors in the first place still doesn’t help with my anxiety, I did have one of my parents there with me but I know that they were just trying to help and everything but talking for me when I’m on edge really doesn’t help me.
Never felt dreadful from just waiting for the appointment to hurry up and finish; when it hadn’t even begun or for me to be in the room, the reason I had to go was for my hearing test. Yet today it was good but then nothing is moving i.e. My drums due to fluids behind my ears. So I’ve got to be referred to another part of the hospital in the next few weeks or so to find out what else is wrong. So it’s going to be along process and not allowed to do anything to my ears like cleaning them out and etc.
During the appointment I had to look at the person who was talking to me head on; due to the fact that I can’t sit side ways like a normal patient would have to do, I physically have to sit on dead on straight to be able to look at them and lip read. I can tell you know that is exhausting beyond believe; the amount of concentration that went on I could feel my eyes, and my body just ready to fall asleep right there and then.
As soon as I’ve got home I just practically slept the whole time along with waking myself up with the whole talking in my sleep. Which isn’t good. Now I’m all hot and sweaty to which I don’t even understand why I’m like it but then again it could of been the dream that I had. It was an odd one. I think my mind is just digesting the whole what’s been going on in the past couple of weeks. Not the first Dream I had within the 24 hours.
Love of my country of things that makes me feel proud of being British not the stupid British we are known for monjority of the time.
My country! My country is strong! My country come together and we stand together! We are a small country but at least we know how to fight back. I only ask the world this. If your going to bad mouth us; think it’s right to think we need help with attacking the people who did this, think wisely who would come and help you if your country was next. Faking news, blowing up the bad people in our hounor and insulting our people especially who is the mayor. Don’t expect our sympathy if your the ones under attack. At least we can capture more attacks just under 24 hours. Before you realise what had happened. #westandtogether #onelovemanchaster #onelovelondon
What makes us great at being British is that we all pull together; together as one, one whole unit two people I believe who are the most heroes and don’t get the best recognition since the attacks are the policeman who was the first on the scene and put his life on the line. He was only been on the beat for year and half or so; he feels it’s his fault that he couldn’t do more to help, as he only had his baton to hand. Whilst his colleagues battled to save his life; he was still want to hit back to the terror attacks, to protect his colleagues and the people that he served. The police officer is a hero no matter what; he did what he did for his love of the country, the citizens, colleagues and most of all the Queen of the country. Along with other officers that were also attacked; they are the heroes of this county, not the political parties they don’t do things to protect us.
The news reporter for a newspaper company; even if the news papers get under the attack at things, but one guy who put his life on the line for someone else. He has this horrible doubts in his head now; weather what he did was the right thing to do, we all have those feelings but I do have to say this. He is a hero because what he did was unbelievable; you don’t get people to do that over the past few years, however in recent weeks we’ve become to the customs of these types off violent attacks, we help people in no matter what that’s how we are great.
We respect our rules, laws and many more but people who don’t think our law isn’t relevant to them don’t respect them as we respect theirs if we went to their country. I’m not being racist or anything; we let people into our country for freedom and for safety, we should have the favour of having respect for our country for helping them out. However they don’t; all I can say is this if you don’t like our country or our rules and laws, you know where the door is that you came through.
This is my country and I love my country more than politics. We are stronger than the whole politics in the commons; we are the nation who care when we are in trouble with things such as terror attacks, the more threats we get the more aware we are of them. All I can say is this UK “we stand together as one whole nation”. Keep your wits about you and see any danger or something happens; help people out if they have been targeted, help the services as much as you can even when your watching your own safety.
This week has to be the most topsy turvy week everything is going in the wrong places; blogs not being done, don’t worry all will go back to normal soon as I’ve got everything sorted. Being ill, bank holidays and going to work then not going to work just mess everything up. On the good note I have a surprise for you this week it’s an old picture of my garden way before it looks now.
My garden back then!
This is a picture curtsy of my next door neighbor for 26 years of my life but longer than that before I was born. 29 years as my parents moved in when they were expecting my second oldest brother at the time.
The garden then was pretty awesome not saying it looks awesome now; but at the time of growing up the whole garden looked big, with a big space you could play in you could put more play things in. On which my parents did over the years; I don’t remember much now but you tend to forget over the years, as the times and the eras change.
At the end of the garage there was a Wendy House; that my dad had built for me when I was a kid it apparently was turned into lots of things, like flower shop, shrieking shack, Chinese Restaurant and many others that I don’t remember. My sister had the Wendy House after I didn’t need it; however me and my siblings use to jump off the roof as for fun, that’s what we did in those days, well my brothers did in those days. They would get up to loads of things back then. More settle down now but still up to no good when they want to be. Now in the Wendy House’s place for my mums 50th present she wanted a green house; the fun of knocking down the Wendy House, along with three of us. Me, my sister who was about 11 or 12 I think not sure at the time and one of my brothers were knocking it down. Just the two of them would go flying into the Wendy House every so often with the sledgehammer; at that time they were bit of light weights, as I was a bit heavier who could stand my ground a bit more. Haha not boosting or anything but I think now they can do more than I can I think as they’ve put more weight on.
Where the climbing frame is, the rabbit hut is and the little seating area is. Is now currently has a trampoline in the corner, my mums vegetable patch and the green house is now sitting. From the rabbit hutch to the shed is now a more adulty seating area to get away from the house, if you can these days now when you have the Sainsbury’s car park and etc.
In a few weeks time or so I’ll do another #throwbackthursday with a most recent update photo of my back garden to show you how much it has changed over the years.