In 2015 and 2016 I wrote a bucket list, and an updated version of that bucket list. I think the first time I was dreaming a little more, and the second time I was definitely reaching but also keeping my goals a little more sensible and achievable. I obviously don’t intend on rushing through my list though, and these are life goals, but I’ve actually managed to complete a few things off my list this time, so I’m here to update and replace the spaces I completed, with new goals.
When I entered the year 2017, I made a decision to prioritise blogging, and have new experiences. I managed to accomplish my goal, becoming proud of the work I’ve put into blogging on the later half of the year, and also having new experiences as well as just a boat load of fun. Read more
This year really picked up for me, and I feel like I found a lot of things to love this year that I hadn’t the year before. I also feel like I’ve discovered myself. There were less phases and impulses, and more doing things for me and because I wanted to. Here’s what I loved in 2017. Read more
I’ve opened a lot of blog posts with my age lately, but I’m twenty. The ~official~ adult age. This is also the age girls I went to school with begin their families, the age my mum had Lauren and I see babies everywhere these days anyway. But I’m not ready to be a mum myself. I’m not ready to start a family with anyone and to be honest, I think, right now, I’d be a rubbish mum. Read more
I went abroad this month, on my own. Well, technically I wasn’t alone since I was with Pedro for the entire time, but I flew there and back alone and paid for the flight and my accommodation myself, but this was the first big thing I’ve done independently, and here’s what it taught me. Read more
Fourteen years old. What an age. I remember being fourteen like it was yesterday, I remember what I was getting up to, the friends I had and the music I listened to. School is also important at this age because it’s the year your GCSE’s are a thing, but Mia, today is your day. You’re fourteen. Read more
When I booked up a trip abroad on my own, I wasn’t going to do it before letting my mum and dad know. It was mostly out of respect, they were going to worry about me and I didn’t want to say “I’ve booked this without considering how you feel first.” So, here’s how it went for me and how it might go for you.