It's what's inside that counts, even though what's outside is beautiful.

Everyone has hang ups, of every kind. Like for example I think my size 10/12, small breasted figure isn’t anything special, but I know many people that would die for it. What’s the most important though is the personality within that size 6/8/10/12/14/16/18/20/22 (whatever) figure. Again I’m not perfect, my mood swings could, figuratively speaking go from England to Australia. But this isn’t about me, this is about, how everyone in their own way is perfect.

Our personalities will always shine through, as long as we let them, we are amazing. We smile when we’re happy, we cry when we’re sad. Everything that we do we choose to do! Every bit of this is optional and we should choose it.

 No matter what anyone thinks, they are perfect. The only reason someone would perceive themselves as anything less is an attitude thing. Stupid diets and endless moaning won’t get anyone anywhere until they believe that they are beautiful and they can do anything they want to do.

Men are not an appropriate judge for this kind of thing. So why do we judge ourselves so well on what men think about this kind of thing? If they’re drunk, they go for anything with a pulse. If they’re not they hide behind the shallow comments and narrow thinking that they share with their friends. I don’t know why we feel the need to make ourselves into something we’re not for something that we don’t need.

The most amazing thing in life is not the men, it’s the love we share with our friends, the hope we invest in our friendships and we should spend every moment of our life laughing and crying in the arms of the people that love us unconditionally. Sure some of them come and go, but if they choose to go then they are not worth it, they are not worth you and they are not worth anything.

Whether someone is four minutes away or four hundred miles, you can always remember the time you spent dancing, crying and laughing. Those meaningful 3am phone calls, the films (scary or not), the private jokes, the stupid dancing to songs from films, the pizzas, the Lambrini and the endless fashion shows and outfit stresses.

Happiness is optional; it’s something we choose, not something we receive. If we want to be happy we should be. And why not be when we have so much going for us. Embrace new experiences, smile and never forget how amazing you are. 

Alcohol

Oooh, touchy subject. Personally I'm a fan. But I also have ridiculously strong opinions on it. Like everything I guess I'm very divided. 


The point I would like to start on is pressure. Pressure to drink alcohol. Under the influence, everything seems a lot more fun. Temptation is rife and it is almost always taken up on. Many affairs are started under the influence, a one night stand is almost unheard of without alcohol, and friends are made with it. 


I go to university and I would not have made the friends I did without alcohol, well I would of but it would have taken longer. For example we all had to do the, 'Hi, I'm Katie, I live in B block', thing but we didn't really talk to anyone outside our flat until pre-drinks and although I ended up friends with these people outside of alcohol, it sure got there a hell of a lot quicker with alcohol. For example I opened up about a few bits of my life to the girls, that I now constitute as 'my girls', after about four hours and that's no exaggeration. 


I have a friend, who decided to go sober in order to go on a diet, and she did it, and she still managed to have fun. She got to laugh at everyone who was drunk and she got to relate all the stories the next day. In fact one night I joined her sober, and apart from the awkward dancing and the realisation of how your friends act when drunk it really was fun. Alcohol isn't needed to have fun. 


Of course I didn't choose to stay sober for the last nights of term (neither for that matter did she) but it influenced many of my decisions (going to an 'after party' with a dj, finding the pulling of a letterbox off a wall absolutely hilarious and giving some random boy my number), I like to think these things would have happened anyway but who knows.. 


Another note on alcohol is that it does generally calm you down. It's good for nerves. But I guess this is on the right person. For example I was getting ready for a date recently and I was extremely nervous so my friend practically shoved a glass of Baileys down my throat, and after a while it began to sink in and I really did become a little more comfortable. 


The reason I'm writing this post though, is because apparently going sober is 'boring'. I personally disagree, I don't think that going sober is boring, I mean just because I'm not chatting up every guy, ditching my friends, making friends with people I don't know/ don't like, doesn't mean I'm not boring. Surely conversation is enough. Recently I went on a night out with almost all of my uni lot and I think between the thirteen of us I think we consumed about seven alcoholic drinks and I think that was the most fin I'd had in ages. We attended a pub quiz and we were practically rolling around in laughter at everything. 


You do NOT need alcohol to have fun. This is my strong belief, and if you do you must be a REALLY boring person.