I’ve been blogging for just over a year now and I am so grateful for the wonderful people I’ve met during this time. I was nominated by Judy Maree, a blogger who I’ve just recently ‘met’ and I love her content. I recommend you visit her blog if you haven’t! Thank you so much for nominating me!
Onto the rules:
- If you are nominated, you’ve been awarded the Versatile Blogger Award
- Thank the person who gave you the award
- Include a link to their blog
- Name blogs/bloggers that you’ve recently discovered or follow regularly
- Nominate those bloggers for the Versatile Blogger Award
- Finally, tell the person who nominated you 7 things about yourself
7 things about me:
- I have dyed my hair every colour (except green!)
I was a blonde baby, but ever since it started turning mousy brown in my early teens, I hated it. I have a pretty lenient Mum who never seemed bothered by me chopping half of my hair off and dying it bright orange (thanks Mum!). The only colour I haven’t tried is green, as I’m worried it won’t suit my super pale skin. What do you think?
- I’m bilingual
I took German as a GCSE subject at school, only because there weren’t many options left, and now 8 years later I’m using Duolingo to practice and brush up on my skills, only because it seems to silly to forget the language and all my hard work to go to waste. I remember being at school and thinking that learning another language was pointless – how wrong I was! I’d love to learn Spanish next.
- I can’t handle horror movies
I like to act pretty tough but in reality I’m a total wimp. The most I can handle is a slasher film – anything paranormal and I’m straight out. No amount of money would get me to visit a haunted house or take part in a ghost walk! I love Autumn and Halloween but I feel like a total fraud because sometimes ‘spooky season’ gets a bit too spooky.
- I have four tattoos…
The only tattoo I don’t have a picture of is a sword and thistle on my calf, but I’m not the biggest fan of that one and am looking to get it re-done. I’ve wanted tattoos for as long as I can remember. My first was an 18th birthday present, and is a small butterfly on my left wrist. Once I got my first, I couldn’t be stopped, and I want loads more of them, but it’s just the money and also being completely certain of what I want, because there’s no turning back afterwards!
- …But piercings really freak me out
There seems to be a stereotype that people are either covered in tattoos AND piercings, or nothing at all. While I have a love for tattoos, I just cannot bring myself to get a single piercing. I like them on other people, but the thought of having my own makes my skin crawl. I had my ears pierced when I was 8 (At Claire’s, which explains a lot), and they got infected and I had to take them out. That might have something to do with it, but either way – I don’t want a piercing!
- I’m seriously arachnophobic
I really, really am. Do you know the worst thing about this? People think it’s really funny to show me graphic pictures of huge monstrous spiders, or put fake ones near my face or on me. It’s really not a joke – I’m deathly afraid of them and even talking about them makes me want to cry and hide.
Guess who my favourite superhero is though? I really don’t do myself any favours…
- I swim once a week – but I used to be terrified of it
This has to be my proudest achievement this year – getting back into the water! I used to swim when I was younger; I was no star athlete, but I could swim. Then during a trip to Cornwall with my Dad and his then girlfriend, I slipped through a swim ring and straight into the sea – and we were out in deep water. The shock of falling caused me to freeze up, and the long seaweed in the water made it hard to see and manoeuvre. I had to get pulled out by my Dad’s girlfriends niece who I’d only just met that day, my Dad hadn’t even been watching me and seemed unbothered by me coughing and spluttering on the shore. I stopped going swimming, and if I went to a pool I would stand in the shallow end and wouldn’t let the water go any higher than my waist. I had lost so much confidence over a long period of time that I’d basically forgotten how to swim – and would have panic attacks every time my feet weren’t on the floor. I’m 22 now and decided enough was enough – so with the help of my incredibly patient boyfriend, I started swimming again, and I’m more confident now than I ever was.
So that’s my 7 facts! I want to nominate the following bloggers for this award:
Thank you so much again to Judy!