S is for Selfish

I am a sucker for a selfie, the above picture proves this ... hooray for Instagram filters!!

But the main thing I love about a selfie is the fact that it's all about me. I love being selfish, I love caring just about me and now you probably hate me. Obviously it isn't what I do and it isn't all I do. I love caring for others, I love giving, I love making other people happy but I also like to make myself happy (that sentence sounds like one long sexual innuendo or is it just me that's childish?!!?). I think there it is frowned upon to think about your own needs and desires first but if you can't look after yourself then can you really expect others to put your needs first?

So here's to being selfish!! (and this post is so short because I'm being selfish and getting some sleep - although more sleep is in the interest of everyone as I'm moody)

R is for Real Women

You know that well known quote - "Real women have curves"

I hate this quote. It makes me so angry. Real women are whatever the hell they want to be. Why is it that "real women" have to be classified by their image whereas the campaign about being a "real man" are about them standing up against domestic violence? Real women should be loving, caring, confident; not weigh a certain amount or wear a certain size. Real women should be against the oppression of women.

I recently saw an image on the internet of Gemma someone or rather from TOWIE (no disrespect to her - I just don't watch it) brandishing a sign that basically said "If you are skinny you can't come in". Yeah she's a bigger girl in case you can't tell by the above statement. I'm a bigger girl but I don't feel the need to have a go at people who are smaller then me. What is it with this most recent craze of "skinny bashing"? Larger women have until recently been shunned by the media and fashion but why does this mean we have to go the other way? As long as a woman is healthy then their size should be of no importance to anyone else. Why is it that some women have to try and make others feel worse to make themselves feel better? 

Why is it that women in the media who are big have to be so brash and aggressive about it? They wear tiny teeny bikinis running on the beach declaring that they don't care what anyone else thinks, they tell every magazine that listens that they eat really healthy and go the gym, they are loud and proud and so they should be. However that all crumples when they sell their diet story, make an exercise DVD and cry on daytime TV about how sad it made them. 

Q is for Quick

Today I am being quick, I am being brief because I have real life plans and you know what real life always trumps blogging world for me. 

I am proud of the fact that I haven't missed a day yet even though April has been busy. It feels like April has been my month to take back charge. I have gone back to the gym, I have seen friends (although not as much as I would like - stop being so far away!), I have got on with uni work and enjoyed actual work. Busy is good. I have made plans to do things - even though I am a bad planner. I am loving blogging again, forgetting how much I have missed it. I don't think I will be blogging everyday throughout May. I know a lot of bloggers say that it is Quality over Quantity - however at the moment as a relatively new blogger I think it's nice for someone to have a lot of content to look over

Another thing I am loving is my NUS student card. There are so many good discounts on there - one of the best £12 I have ever spent. I got 25% off at Giraffe's on Thursday night with my sister and got a delicious three course meal for £45 including a tip. You can also get Spotify Premium for half price and that's great for gym music. Music is so expensive if you are like me and get easily bored listening to the same songs and music to me is really dependent upon my mood.

I also got 80 out of 100 on my most recent uni assessment and I am really pleased with myself. I was really worried that I was going to struggle but so far everything has been good and I have found self motivation much easier than I thought. Self motivation is something I am bad at, I need to be held accountable by someone other than myself.

Anyways I must get dressed (yes I know it's midday) as I am seeing one of my besties today.

P is for Pictures

Today I have spent the day with the family so today is a bit of a cop out. I am posting pictures of my favourite things from Pinterest which interestingly is one of my favourite things:

And if you like the look of these there is much more over here...

O is for Opportunities

There are so many opportunities available to me and I worry that I'm not taking advantage of what's available to me. I'm worried that I will spend my whole life working and not achieving anything so here's some of the opportunities I don't want to miss:

- I want to go on a Contiki tour or something similar - there are some amazing tours around Europe/America and Asia. They are relatively expensive but so many of the reviews say it is the best thing they have ever done so hopefully soon

- I want to get my degree. I am currently working on my Access course and probably have another 6 years to go but I am really enjoying it.

- I want to go see a West End show. I'm not really fussed which one but would love to either see Chicago, the Lion King or Wicked.

- I want to go to Harry Potter World & Disneyland, I'm a child and a nerd all rolled up in one!

- I want to go rollerblading and skiing. I want to go on the waltzers until I feel sick. I want to laugh and have fun and be that person that's always doing

N is for Names

Can't believe we are over half way through this month and half way through this challenge and even more unbelievable is that I haven't missed a post!! 

I have probably spoken about this before on here but if you are new around here then here it is again, my name is Toyota. Yes as in the car Toyota (which has kind of become my catchphrase)

As a child it meant nothing to me. My friend who moved here from Scotland went home and asked her mum if she could be called Zebra. A supply teacher of mine and my siblings once wrote into a newspaper saying that they thought it was cruel to name children unusual names and went on to name us. You know what is cruel, telling a nine year old that their name is weird when you are a fully grown adult. As you can imagine my mother was livid.

The older I have got the greater number of people I have met that seem to have a need to comment on my name. It's not children that can't accept difference it's adults. I have had people on the phone at work tell me to stop lying about my name, I have heard every remark about cars that exists and you know what, it's not really that funny or witty.

M is for the Mr's

In my more melancholic days I regard every past relationship as a mistake. I look at everything that they could have been and see them as a failure. But as the saying goes you should learn from your mistakes so here is what I have learned from some of the Mr's

MR EX - He taught me that love doesn't mean forever and the power of reflection. He taught me that I'm not perfect and to never give up on yourself or your friends. He taught me that I didn't need him. He taught me that I can be bitter sometimes and bitter isn't pretty.

MR COMPLICATED - He brought me the courage to start this blog. He taught me that stupidity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. He taught me that just because someone makes you feel sexy it doesn't necessarily mean that you want them to. He taught me that I cannot separate my emotions and that respect matters.

MR NOBODY - He taught me that even a nobody can mean a lot even though I tried to convince myself that he didn't. He taught me that spontaneity is not always a good thing and that there is safety in everyday habits but to be spontaneous sometimes feels really good. He taught me that if you don't feel confident to introduce him to your friends then he probably isn't for you.

What have you learnt from your past relationships?

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