REASONS TO: FEEL JOY THIS YEAR

To put it, er, mildly, 2020 has been... unique. A long and winding (and extremely tiring) road, shall we say. There has been more tragedy, anxiety, and uncertainty than any of us ever thought possible for one single year to bear. Yet, in the midst of such unruly chaos, most of us have stumbled upon undeniable pockets of joy. Cruddy year or not, we all deserve to celebrate the happy moments from our lives – no matter how small. So here are mine.

1. After leaving my job in April, I decided to change careers and try my hand at teaching. A brave leap, a scary leap, but an incredibly gratifying leap to make.

2. I have built an entire kingdom on Animal Crossing.

3. Despite living in different cities and barely seeing each other this year due to lockdown, my best friend and I have never been closer. There's a lot of love that has been shared this year.

4. I have had cuddles with at least three dachshunds in the last six months.

5. Jord and I celebrated our one-year anniversary in July. He's alright, I guess.

6. Strawberry picking, lavender and sunflower fields, and pumpkin patches. Yes, I've been one with nature this year. And I've loved every dang minute.

7. The year began with a (very) drunken night out with some of my oldest and dearest friends.

8. The few times that I've managed to see my family this year have been full to the brim with love and laughter.

9. It wouldn't be a good year without squeezing a trip to the zoo in, so that's exactly what I did.

10. Chain restaurants? What chain restaurants? Although I miss Nandos more than my heart can bear, I've supported far more local eateries and pubs in the last six months than ever before.

11. I haven't worn mascara since March. I can't see it making a comeback.

12. Living in jogging bottoms for two months straight was liberating.

13. Hamilton. No explanation needed.

14. Jord and I have found a b-e-a-uuuutiful new flat that we'll be moving into very soon. The moving itself will not be joyous but the unpacking certainly will be.

15. After all is said and done, I'm in the comforting refuge of my home, wrapped up in my dressing gown, with a mug of milk in one hand and my loving boyfriend by my side. Despite the odds, my year hasn't been the unapologetic disaster that so many others have battled. And for that, I am irrevocably thankful.

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LET'S TALK ABOUT: HAPPY PLACES

Happy place, you say? You’re looking at her – well, one of her at least. I've procured a few happy places throughout my (almost) 25 years roaming this here earth and, to go hand in hand with my recent look-like-I-slept-with-a-hanger-in-my-mouth mood, I wanted to share them with the world. Enjoy.

In the North corner? Altrincham Market, Manchester. Come on folks, it was pretty much ~a given~ that Manchester would be on this list – and here it comes, roaring in as numero uno. Finding this bustling-come-tranquil spot back in 2017 was a game-changer for me. Thinking I'd explored all of the magic that my favourite city had to offer, it went and proved me wrong. Typical Manchester. In the two years (quite literally ~today~) that I've been living in the South of England, I've visited the North West three or four times. Sadly, this little haven hasn't featured on the agenda – but I can feel a reunion on the horizon for 2020.

In the South corner? Christopher Place, St Albans. The last 12 months have been extremely trialling for me – and that's actually an ~under~statement. But last October, when I first started to get an inkling that I would never feel at home down South, I stumbled across this hidden gem within St Albans. My heart was suddenly full once more. Buntings decorating the pathway, a handful of my favourite shops scattered across the street, kids playing in the courtyard, the scent of pudding wafting over from a food vendor... there's nothing quite like it. Thank you for finally helping me feel grounded, St Albans. I owe you a hecka lot.

In the European corner? Piazzale Michelangelo, Florence. Yes, Manchester may be my favourite place on the entire planet – but this spot in Florence is a close second. Having climbed what felt like a gazillion steps in the burning heat, I finally made it to the most beautiful view Florence has to offer: Michelangelo's Square. From the South of the River Arno, overlooking the magnificent Duomo and the Ponte Vecchio, I felt at peace. I plonked my tush on a wall slightly below the square, away from the mayhem of a thouand camera flashes, and just sat. And breathed. And reflected. And smiled. And sighed. And found happy.

In the international corner? Washington Square Park, New York City. Smack bang in the middle of NYU campus and with the most breathtaking view of the Empire State Building sits a dainty park with a fountain. What an extraordinary feeling it is to stop in the middle of the city that never sleeps and revel in absolute silence, to feel an overwhelming sense of calm amongst the madness of the Big Apple. That's exactly what I found in Washington Square Park. Studying in NYC had never seemed more dreamy. And maybe I ~was~ dreaming, but I could have sworn I saw the stars beyond the bright lights of the big city.

No matter your happy place, may it shower you with peace, strength, and – most importantly – unrivalled, unprecedented happiness that'll last a lifetime (or two).

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LET'S TALK ABOUT: THE MODERN DRINKING CULTURE

As you can see, I'd much rather be brunchin' in Bill's with a cuppa in hand. To each their own, right?

For many reasons, meeting new people is something that I genuinely dread. They might be too judgmental for me. They might not laugh along to my ~hilarious~ jokes. They might notice the spot on my brow bone that never seems to go away. But the biggest reason of them all? Having to reveal that I don't drink.

Revealing something about myself that is such a minuscule part of my life shouldn't be so taxing – but it almost ~always~ is. When I tell people that I don't drink, I'm either greeted by shock and inquisition or a pat on the back and a 'well done you!' For the record, I hate the latter just as much as I hate the former. I don't owe you an explanation nor do you need to congratulate me. Just say okay and move on, short and sweet.

I read an article the other day that summed up my thoughts, second to none: "alcohol is so deeply embedded in British culture that it’s the only drug you have to justify not taking". I don't smoke weed, which is greeted by applause. I don't smoke cigarettes, which is seen as admirable. I've never even considered harder drugs than that, and that somehow makes me an excellent person. But not drinking? That makes me boring / weird / open to patronise (delete as appropriate). Well ~sssooorrrrrryyy~ for being different to you. I'll try to stick to the script next time.

Some people might think that my aversion to alcohol revolves around my health or that I prescribe to some kind of 'alternative' lifestyle. Well, those people would be wrong. In all honesty, my 'why' is pretty boring – alcohol is just not for me. I don't like the taste. I don't like the way it makes me feel. I don't like the way it makes others act. And, truthfully, I have much better things to spend my hard-earned money on. Despite the multitude of (mostly negative) reactions that I receive, I've never felt negative about that part of myself. I'm just me, pure and simple. Don't like that? Don't let the door hit you on the way out.

Don't get me wrong – if you want to drink alcohol, be my guest. I have no agenda to stop others from doing what they enjoy, nor do I think everyone should think like me. I just want others to know that's it's okay ~not~ to drink alcohol. It doesn't make you boring. It doesn't make you weird. It doesn't mean you should be patronised. No matter how the media portrays it, no matter how much it seems to be embedded into our society – if its not for you, it's not for you. It's not a pastime that you ~have~ to take part in. If you enjoy alcohol, drink! If you don't, don't! And nobody should ever question you or instruct you otherwise.

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REASONS TO: LISTEN TO SOUNDTRACKS

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If "you are what you listen to" is true, I'm a hearty combination of a girl band singing about love and a white guy playing an acoustic guitar (insert shrug emoji here). Having said that, when I'm sat in my car at 7.30am trying to pick a playlist for that morning's commute, I always find myself drifting towards a slightly different genre – Mamma Mia, The Greatest Showman, and The Perks of Being a Wallflower spring to mind. What can I say? I'm a sucker for a decent soundtrack. And here's why.

- My heart has a habit of becoming emotionally invested in movies (and the accompanying music, by extension)
- Music can evoke forgotten memories in a few simple notes and I have so many great ones where movies are concerned
- Yes, my favourite song may be an odd choice, but Come On Eileen wouldn't mean quite so much to me without The Perks of Being a Wallflower
- And on that note, neither would Heroes by David Bowie. No one can take that tunnel song away from me (*cough* so lame, Kas)
- The Luckiest by Ben Folds is one of my all time favourite songs, and that's all down to the incredibly powerful About Time
- I would never have discovered Jaymay without Happythankyoumoreplease. Or Blind Pilot, for that matter (cheers, Josh Radnor)
- Juno may not have made it onto my list of favourite movies, but Cat Power's Sea of Love tugs on my heart strings every single time
- Musicals. Need I say more? (I've become incapable of getting in my car without performing a one-man rendition of Mamma Mia or The Greatest Showman)
- The scores from soundtracks have found a way of moving me like no other music can (The Notebook and Love Actually, I'm looking at you)

The moral of the story? Pay attention to the music in the background of your favourite (or even your most hated) movies; you'll find some of the greatest music ever made. P.S. a take-away from me, having written this piece? I seem to have a (pretty big) thing about using brackets to make a point. And I'm not even sorry.

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TAKING STOCK: THE CONCEPT OF 'BELONGING'

What I’m about to say (or, rather, type) isn’t out of sadness or despair. Please don't read this this the wrong way – I am genuinely happy with my life right now, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t have doubts from time to time. Get ready for a classic Kassi ramble, straight from the heart. 

When I hear people talk about how they feel ‘lost’ in their twenties, I never quite believe them. It may be naive of me to admit, but I’ve always assumed that it’s one of those things people in our generation say but don’t really mean. Y'know, to ‘fit in’ with our unhealthy love of complaining and romanticising the hardships of life. 

Over the last few months, however, my heart has been aching for a place to belong. A place to call home. A place where I don’t feel totally and completely lost. And I'm not talking about a physical place, but rather a sort of 'peace' within my being... I’ve come to realise that it’s not a simple slip of the tongue – feeling lost is an all-too-real, valid emotion that I just can’t seem to shake. 

But that’s normal, right? To be confused and not know where your life is headed when you’re only 23? I’m not supposed to have it all figured out – that’s what my twenties are for. But then why do I feel so helpless?

Growing up in Nottingham, that was the place that I called home for almost 19 happy years. My university town Manchester, however, taught me who I am. Moving away from a place that had embedded itself so deeply within my heart was honestly one of the most difficult things I’ve ever had to do. And it’s so strange because I feel homesick for it in a way that I never have for my childhood home. In present day, I’m living neither in the Midlands nor the North. Instead, my feet are firmly placed in the South of England alongside Jack’s loving family. And, honestly? I’m extremely happy here. But do I belong here? Do I belong back in Manchester? Do I belong back in Nottingham? Do I belong in any one of those three places? Do I need to ‘belong’ anywhere at all? Does the feeling of ‘being lost’ ever really go away or do we all just stumble through life, figuring it out as we go along?

Is there anyone reading this that currently feels a similar way? Or perhaps you’ve faced these musings in the past? Let me know your experiences with feeling lost and the concept of ‘belonging’ in the comments below.

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LET'S TALK ABOUT: BEING UNEMPLOYED

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It sucks (the life out of you).

Being unemployed properly for the first time and spending my days searching for, bookmarking, and applying for jobs is not an experience that I would welcome back with open arms. Since resigning from my last position in late August and then moving down South and becoming officially unemployed in late September, my days have been filled to the brim with Indeed, Reed, Jobsite, and more. Having nothing else on my agenda than finding my dream job gave me plenty of time to search for roles that really excited me, but it also gave me plenty of time to sit around refreshing my emails and waiting for the phone to ring...

The catch 22 is that I was saddled with masses of time yet running out of money. Moving to a new area and wanting to explore, autumn walks became my go-to pastime. Travelling into London and seeing the sights was few and far between and I placed myself on a spending ban (which I obviously broke, I'm not an angel).

And don't even get me started on recruiters. After two months of unemployment and three of job hunting, my experience with recruiters has been anything but positive. Whether I met with them to discuss my options for them to then ignore my emails, been the most excited person on the planet about my CV to then never contact me again when I didn't enjoy the interview they'd set up for me, or hounded me for days on the phone to put me forward for a role and then never get back to me, I would definitely be cautious before going through a recruiter in the future. I'm sure that there are genuine recruiters out there that care about you as much as they care about their clients but I have been very unlucky on that front.

I am extremely happy and excited to announce that, starting next Monday, my employment will be reinstated! Working for a company that really values its employees and a role that I feel I can really excel in has been worth the hellish three month wait. Do you have any experiences of unemployment to share? Or any comments, positive or negative, about working with recruiters? Feel free to leave me a comment below!

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LET'S TALK ABOUT: COSMOPOLITANISM

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Is it crazy to believe that, no matter where in the world a person is arbitrarily born, all people are equal and deserve the same level of opportunity, respect, and love? If that's crazy then I must be bloomin' bonkers. 

We are one human race. Nobody is more worthy of any benefit in life than anyone else based purely on the place that they were born – it is pure luck that I was born and raised in a country where opportunities lay around every corner, waiting to jump out at you. I could just have easily been born in a war-torn country where education is a myth, fighting for my life every single day. Why should being born in the second scenario mean that I am not entitled to help from a nation with far more resources than my own?

Holding this cosmopolitan philosophical belief does not mean that I am blind to the alternative point of view. 
I completely appreciate the 'our people first' argument that is always raised in these kinds of debates. 

"Why should we help non-UK citizens when there are so many homeless on our streets?" 
"Why should we help non-UK citizens when so many of us are unemployed and struggling to find work?" 
"Why should we help non-UK citizens first?"

I do believe that we should help people from our own country. Despite the advantage of being born in a wealthy, prosperous country, there are still far too many of us that live below the breadline. Anybody in dire need is, of course, worthy of aid, but I believe that the same principle applies no matter your nationality. 

I acknowledge my privilege; I am incredibly lucky to have been born into a flourishing society as well as into a happy family and I will endeavour to use that privilege to help out those who weren't quite so lucky. If person A is living in the same state of poverty as person B, what does it matter where each person was born? They are both citizens of the world. We are all citizens of the world. As Jack Harries once so eloquently said, "When the temperatures increase, the sea levels rise and the oceans flood, walls, border and nationalities will bare no importance. We will just be one race, living on one piece of rock and struggling for survival".

This may be a very 'unpopular' opinion but I wanted to write something to express a point of view that I hold close to my heart. What's your take on this whole debate? Is it similar to mine or do you sit on the other side of the fence? I'm genuinely interested to know – it's all love here so all views are welcome!

LET'S TALK ABOUT: SUMMER IN MANCHESTER

The word 'summer' is used sparingly in the North West, with the sun often too shy to make an appearance and opting to hide behind the clouds instead. However, on the few days of the year that my sunglasses act as more than just a fashion accessory, Manchester is glorious. With a desire to explore new places in and around Manchester for the first summer that I have a car, Jack and I have discovered three beautiful new locations that I felt deserved a space on this blog. Each is more than worth a visit if you're ever up North!

Altrincham Market
A popular amongst lifelong Mancunions, Altincham Market is the most wonderful way to spend any Sunday. Full to the brim with stalls, a leisurely stroll could turn into hours of dawdling and window shopping. Whilst nosying around some of the jewellery stalls, I came across the most beautiful rose gold watch with a simple white face and a grey leather strap. After walking past the stall longingly two or three times, Jack kindly offered to put my mind at peace and gifted the beauty to me. Elie Beaumont watches can be found online here, but the stall that mine came from was selling it at a discounted price. The food hall was the most exciting part of the market by far! I was not alone in that thought, with the entire room packed, bumbling with people. The pizza was to die for and the coffee stalls surrounding us gave off the most peaceful aroma. If you're on the hunt for an afternoon of mooching and fantastic food, Altrincham Market is not to be missed.

Dunham Massey National Trust Park
If I were ever to be convinced to treat myself to a national trust park membership, Dunham Massey would be the driving force behind that decision. With a stunning hall, deer gardens that seem to go on forever and then some, and a flower garden that gives beauty a new meaning, it is the perfect place to spend a sunny afternoon. It even features its very own ice cream parlour with the queue stretching out of the door and onto the cobbled streets surrounding it. The gardens present some of the most spectacular flowers that I've ever laid my eyes on, making for a relaxing walk with magnificent views. Sitting besides the tranquil lake, I would have been happy to spend a lifetime watching the ducks swim by, happily quacking away at one another.

Fletcher Moss Park
Hidden deep within Didsbury is a not so little park that has stolen a piece of my heart. Able to visit throughout my three years of university yet unaware of its existence, Jack and I spent the most lovely Sunday afternoon there, strolling besides the canal and enjoying the beautiful scenery. With a peaceful botanical garden to explore and running parallel to a row of dream-worthy country cottages, it is the perfect option for a lazy, Sunday afternoon walk. Featuring a map next to the entrance of the park with three alternate routes to take, it even has the potential for a 5K run if you're feeling energetic!

Throughout the last few months, I've become accustomed to turning my Sundays into restful adventures, exploring all of the glorious sights that Manchester has on offer – the perfect way to unwind before the start of a new working week. Do you have any recommendations of parks or markets that we could visit? 

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REASON TO: CHOOSE LOVE

As I sit here watching Happy Feet for the umpteenth time, I have found myself drawn to my blog for the first time in almost a year. It was never my intention to stop blogging altogether yet somehow this blog feels like a distant memory. Having a full time job has become my excuse for everything over these past twelve months; my excuse for a broken exercise routine, my excuse for weekend lie-ins, and my excuse for the silence on what was once my favourite corner of the internet. But here I am, tip tapping away on my keyboard as if nothing's changed, and I am finding solace in the realisation that I still have a voice that I so desperately want to be heard; whether just by my friends and family or by the whole wide world.

Visiting my blog today, I had one topic in mind: love. Living in Manchester for these past three weeks has been extremely moving and poignant, seeing everybody unite beside one another in a display of defiance against the hate that constantly tries to destroy us. We have shown the world that Manchester is STRONG and will not be defeated. The Great Manchester Run, my first ever 10k run, was an amazing event to be a part of in the wake of such a tragedy and the #OneLoveManchester benefit gig moved me beyond words. I have always believed that love can conquer anything and, Manchester, you have only furthered my belief.

Despite the government that will form as a result of the UK election this week, the election itself has also reaffirmed my belief in hope and love. With an incredible 72% of young voters taking to the polls and expressing their voice (opposed to 43% in 2015), I could not be prouder to be in that age category. I have never felt that my views and values fully align with any political party in the UK, but the last few weeks of campaigning has made me more passionate about the Labour party than I ever thought that I could be. Aspiring for change and the ability to make a real difference, I have actually decided to become a member of the Labour party! I definitely don't know all there is to know about politics, and my brain really struggles to follow economical debates, but I am excited to grow my political knowledge whilst supporting a party that I honestly believe can make a difference. Watch this space!

And with that, I shall bid you all ado. Here's to hoping that this blog will become more and more active as I am refinding my voice! And remember; hate is empty, may we choose love.

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REASONS TO: LOVE SUMMER

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After revelling in the reasons to love both November and the season of spring, it felt only appropriate to spread the joy for the season of summer too. It is the most commonly loved time of the year after all...

- Let's start with an obvious one—the sun! Humidity sucks but the summer sun is an absolute delight

- An ice cream van on every corner. You're a liar if you say you can resist the temptation!

- Summer days spent laying on a picnic blanket at the park. Never have naps felt so good

- Holiday time! The ability to shred the stress of everyday life and jet off to paradise for a week or two

- Summer fashion is one of my all time favourites. My wardrobe is pretty sundresses galore!

- Light evenings are a god send. I'm writing this blog post at 9pm and the sky is still shining blue outside

- Opening the windows without freezing to death! We all need a bit of fresh air but winter air is far too bitter

- Pink lipsticks dominate more than half of my collection 

- As a blogger, I really do appreciate having limitless natural lighting! The winter kills my motivation

- Eating outside! It's such a rare treasure in the UK and we grab every single opportunity that presents itself

- For most, summer is the time where your responsibilities start to dwindle. Run free, young grasshoppers!

- A salad for dinner actually starts to become longed for in the summer, wanting something cool and light

- Festivals! The summer is the perfect season for all music lovers, with festivals up and down the country

- For me, the summer brings freshly darkened skin. Oh what a gift it is to be able to naturally tan

- And, if all else fails, the summer can be used an excuse for anything and everything. 'Oh, it was summer...'

What are you reasons to love summer? What is your favourite time of the year? Leave me a comment below!

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REASONS TO: LOVE SPRING

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With Easter having just passed us by, what better a time to celebrate all the reasons to love spring! In the midst of my semester one deadlines last year, I took a break from the mayhem of third year to write down all the reasons to love November. As my dissertation deadline is nearing, in addition to a few deadlines for other modules, I thought that I would take a step back and reflect on what makes spring so darn wonderful.

- An hour less sleep is never appreciated, but lighter nights are something to scream and shout about!
- Pastel pinks, purples, and blues are always mood uplifting
- The sun! It's actually shining for the first time this year!
- The rain is far less brutal without accompanying strong winds
- My dress wardrobe can finally see the light of day without me regretting my outfit choice
- Beautiful flowers are starting to bloom on all of the trees, and the grass is daffodils galore
- Netflix under a blanket is one of my favourite activities, but finally being able to go outside is wonderful!
- Lent is finally over and so I can get back to happily chomping away on chocolate (in moderation, of course)
- Season 2 of Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt is released in just over a week!
- There's no chance of snow until we've been through each of the other three seasons
- My favourite pink lipsticks can finally come out of hibernation
- As the cold has passed, so have the post-Christmas blues. Optimism shines afresh!
- Taking blog photos is so much easier with longer periods of natural lighting
- And that applies to Instagram photos too! Pretty snaps are always a highlight of this time of the year
- And, of course, Summer is that one step closer. Thank the lord!

What are your reasons for loving spring? Do you agree with mine? Leave me a comment below!

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LET'S TALK ABOUT: SEEKING OUT THE GOOD

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After all of the recent atrocities and heartbreak in Brussels, Ankara, Istanbul, Iskandariya, Lahore, and many other places across the world that we may not know about, I think that it is important to look beyond the evil and seek out the good. It may feel as though another violent tragedy is announced on the news every single day, but hope is not lost. We cannot fight evil with evil: hate is empty, may we choose love.

Do not dwell on the wrong-doers and their heinous crimes. Do not dwell on the pain and the sorrow. Do not dwell on the death and injury toll. Do not dwell on the fear that your dear hometown may be next.

Rejoice in the love that the citizens of our world offer when such devastation occurs. Rejoice in the strength of those who have lost members of their families. Rejoice in the unity across countries differing in politics and religion. Rejoice in the knowledge that no matter how loudly evil shouts, love will always shout louder.

I remember when the Boston marathon bombing of 2013 transpired. Despite the horror of the attack, what is remembered is not the people running out of the fire but those who ran into it; those who took it upon themselves to brush aside the evil and help victims in dire need; those who chose to let good prevail. The frequent terrorist attacks that our world is seeing right now will be no different. It is those who help light shine through the darkest periods that matter, not those who put all of their efforts into making us blind. 

Whenever we next see evil within our world, please remember: hate is empty, may we choose love.

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TAKING STOCK: THOUGHTS I HAVE WHEN RUNNING

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As a runner, I love discovering and reading these kinds of posts. It's reassuring to know that other people have the exact same thoughts as me, and that I'm not alone in having a love/hate relationship with running (and exercise in general). Here are the thoughts that tend to cross my mind whenever I go for a run:

- What should I listen to today? Should I pop some McFly or Avril on, or should I go with You Me At Six?
- Is Florence and the Machine appropriate running music? What about Adele? But I love Adele...
- Okay, stop procrastinating by picking your playlist. ACTUALLY RUN!
- Eek, it's cold out here. Maybe I should join a gym and run on an elliptical instead
- IT'S BEEN FIVE SECONDS AND MY LEGS ARE ACHING ALREADY
- Oh no, there's someone walking towards me. Please don't think I run weirdly
- I am going to have the most incredible body by the time the summer rolls around
- Why is this man riding his bike on the pavement???
- It's been two or three minutes and this is starting to feel good!
- I wonder how loud I'm breathing... I bet I sound like Darth Vader
- It would be nice if drivers knew how to indicate, you've just knocked 20 seconds off my running time
- Why won't this earphone stay in my ear? I just want to listen to my beloved Adele
- Oops, totally underestimated how deep that puddle was. I love running with a soggy foot
- Five minutes have passed! And I can still breathe! I am amazing!
- Why is this person walking right in the middle of the path???
- I hope they can hear me running up behind them so that they move out of my way...
- Oh, no, just had to awkwardly dodge around them. Nice one
- I wonder if people are seeing me and thinking 'I should really do some exercise'
- Don't be silly Kassi, you look like Phoebe Buffay running down the street
- That car definitely just beeped at you #everydaysexism
- I've hit 2km and my legs feel like they're going to fall off
- Must. Keep. Going. Must. Not. Stop.
- I'M ALMOST HOME, I CAN ALMOST TASTE THE FREEDOM
- There's a gap in the traffic, I'm gonna power run across the road
- I'm outside my flat and have ran 2.8km, maybe I should run around my building until I hit 3km?
- Anybody looking out their window right now is going to think I'm a right weirdo
- I CAN FINALLY STOP RUNNING BUT MY LEGS DON'T KNOW HOW TO STOP
- How did I just burn less than 200 calories? I've worked off three jaffa cakes...
- Thank god I don't have to do that again for another 48 hours

I didn't mean for that dialogue to be quite so long! Do you have any similar thoughts to me? Please tell me you also get annoyed when pedestrians don't move out of your way??? Leave me a comment!

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REASONS TO: START A BLOG

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This little corner of the internet, KassiElla, has provided my heart with more happiness than I ever could have hoped for. On a lazy Sunday afternoon back in November 2013, I decided to venture into the world of blogging. In the beginning, this blog acted as a diary to document my life away from home whilst I explored a brand new city, but it has become so much more than that. It's a safe place where I can be unapologetically me, and it has brought so many wonders to me throughout the last two and a half years. If you're considering whether to begin your own blog, I hope the following reasons push you to the right side of the fence.

- I am constantly reminded of everything that I love about the world
Having a creative outlet allows me to discuss anything that I want, whenever I want to. Whether it's a product review, a wish list, a round up of all my favourite Pinterest posts, or simply an overview of my week, I have the constant power to discuss my happiness. You would not believe the effect that writing about the things that you love can have on your well-being, and it certainly has helped develop myself as a stronger person.

- I have a (not so) valid excuse to treat myself to new goodies 'because it's for the blog'
I try to make every other post one that includes my own photography, and this is honestly more challenging than I ever would have thought. Having to find things to photograph, however, often leads to new purchases. Although it's a silly excuse, I wouldn't own a lot of my favourite possessions had it not been for that one tempting line. My make up collection thanks you!

- It will only improve my chance of achieving the goal of my dream job
Although this blog is my hobby and I have it out of a pure love for writing, there is no doubt that it'll be a contributing factor of getting my dream job. Running a blog for almost three years shows a lot of willpower, determination, and commitment! As the writing and editing industry is the career path that I would love to follow, having a platform to practice my skills makes me even more excited for my life to begin.

- In 20 years time, I will look back and smile at all of the memories that I created
Who knows where I'll be in 20 years time; I may even still be writing this blog! Regardless, it'll be such a wonderful thing to be able to read back through some of my older posts when I'm much further into my life. It'll be something that I can share with my kids, and it'll be something that I will always be extremely proud of.

- And most of all, it has connected me with similar people, and has brought me fantastic friends
The all time best thing about having a blog, for me, is the incredible friendships that it has provided me with. I have quite a few friends within the blogging community itself, and it brings me so much happiness to connect with people that think and feel the same way that I do. Outside of fellow bloggers, it has made quite a lot of my friendships stronger. Some of the people that I speak to on a daily basis are people that I barely knew before I took over this little corner of the internet, and for that I will be forever grateful.

So what are you waiting for??? Open up blogspot or wordpress (if you're serious about starting a blog, definitely begin with wordpress), and start writing! What are you favourite reasons for having a blog?

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REASONS TO: BEAT THE JANUARY BLUES

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My feelings for Monday are equivalent to my feelings for January—both motivated yet miserable to start afresh and be productive. Don't get me wrong! I love to set myself goals and I am definitely happiest when I'm at my busiest, but reaching the other side of the festive period is extremely disheartening. It's cold, the days are short, and there are no fairy lights to brighten up the world. January; you are definitely not my favourite. If I'm being completely honest, I don't really start to enjoy the year until April. Three months, wasted.

As a rule of thumb on this blog, each negative must be transformed into a positive. Instead of noticing the non-spiration that accompanies this time of the year, I've decided to list all of the exciting features that put a smile on my face! (I actually wrote a similar post in November last year, which you can read here)

- A personal highlight was mine and Jack's one year anniversary last Friday. The best year of my life!
- There are sales everywhere. If you can't face them in person, the internet is your absolute best friend
- The second series of Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt is released onto Netflix in March and I cannot wait!
- The shortest day of the year has been and gone, meaning that the days should finally be getting lighter
- Exam season is upon us, but it means that we've successfully fought through one semester already
- Apart from a few birthdays here and there, my money is finally my own again after the festive frenzy
- The high street will shortly be bringing out their SS16 ranges. Summer is only five months away!
- Shopping becomes a hell of a lot easier without a constant crowd of Christmas shoppers
- Although I'm trying to eat a lot healthier, I'm very excited for the reappearance of mini eggs
- New Year's resolutions/goals can have such a positive effect on your mood and attitude
- The weather is the perfect excuse to stay in, wrapped up in a warm blanket, with Netflix and a cup of tea

How do you pick yourself up from January blues? Do you have anything to add to my list? Leave a comment!

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LET'S TALK ABOUT: MAGIC

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"And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you, because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it"—Roald Dahl

Oh Roald, how you have a way with words. I rediscovered this beautiful quote whilst scrolling down Pinterest over the last month, and it struck a cord with my heart. It's a self-fulfilling prophecy—view the world through a negative pair of goggles, and you will void your life of all magical enchantment. This is something that I definitely used to struggle with, and I still do to some extent. When everything is going wrong and it all feels a bit too much, it's easy to slip into the mind-set that the world is a cruel, horrible place. I advise you to tread carefully to not fall into this trap, as it's a long and difficult road back home.

Ever heard the phrase 'nothing's impossible'? Although this is philosophically incorrect, it is a wonderful outlook to have on life. To view everything as a wonderment makes life so much more enjoyable. Striving for your goals becomes that little bit more achievable by believing that there is nothing in your way. If you believe that you will succeed, then you most likely will! Negativity and pessimism definitely come at a cost, stripping you of the opportunities that you are so desperately reaching towards. You want something? Go and get it! Stop listing all of the reasons why you can't or shouldn't—stand up and claim what is rightfully yours. Look at the world around you and believe in the magic that it is overflowing with. It's yours for the taking!

I haven't written anything truly from the heart like this in such a long time, so this post was way overdue! How do you view the world? Do you believe in magic or are you a bit less optimistic? Leave your thoughts below!

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REASONS TO: LOVE BEING AN INTROVERT

When I first moved to Manchester, I had a really difficult time feeling like I belonged. I didn't understand why my friends would love things that I found no enjoyment in, and it started to make me feel completely alone. What I hadn't realised, however, is that there was nothing wrong with me. I am simply an introvert.

Two years ago, I despised the introverted part of my personality. I struggled with the way that it seemed to torment me, stopping me from doing all of the things that I felt I should be doing. After reading an article in Company magazine near the end of my first year of university (which I felt so passionate about that I actually wrote an entire blog post about it, which you can read here), it dawned on me that this was not the right approach. Instead, I should learn to embrace the introvert in me—and that is exactly what I did. Instead of pushing it away, thereby making myself more lonely, I held it close and accepted that it is part of what makes me me. Two years down the line, I love being an introvert, and here are all of the reasons why:

- It provides me with enough time to dedicate myself to this blog, which is the best hobby I have ever had
- Being an introvert helps me to be an incredibly organised person...
- ...which gives me an excuse to buy all of the pretty notebooks that I come across
- Pamper nights are an absolute treasure—there's nothing better than a bath, a face mask, and a candle
- Although I complain about them constantly, essays are my forté. I just love to write!
- It means staying in, wrapped up in a warm blanket, hot chocolate in hand, when it is bitterly cold outside
- I'm less afraid of growing up, as I feel pretty independent. Responsibilities only half scare me!
- I have more time to do things that make me truly happy
- I love that Jack and I can spend time together, but do our own thing, and it's completely normal
- It doesn't bother me to go into a coffee shop, or even a restaurant, and eat alone
- My friendships are built on strong foundations as I thoroughly listen to what the other person is saying
- I have less friends, but a small network of people that I would trust my life with
- I would much rather have a deep and intellectual conversation with someone than have small talk
- I know how to be alone, and I revel in it. Loneliness is not quite so frequent in my life anymore

What about you? Are you an extrovert or an introvert? What do you love about your personality?

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REASONS TO: LOVE NOVEMBER

With November as my insanely busy and stressful deadline month for the past three years at university, I sometimes fail to remember what can be so great about this time of the year. With that in mind, I thought that I would put together a list of all the reasons that I love November, and why you should love it too.

- It's less than eight weeks until Christmas

- Bonfire Night is a magical time

- The leaves have completely transitioned to beautiful, crisp autumnal colours

- Cold weather is an excuse to make hot chocolate

- Candles smell so much better at this time of the year

- I'm A Celebrity! comes back onto TV (and who doesn't love a bit of Ant and Dec??)

- Scarves are one of the world's finest creations

- You know what they say... sweater weather is better weather

- The Christmas pyjamas in Primark are starting to come out in full force

- Christmas lights get switched on all over the country, making the dark nights not quite so sad

- Christmas markets start to pop up here, there, and everywhere

- The smell of November through to New Year's Eve—there's nothing better!

- It's finally acceptable to watch Christmas movies (not that that's stopped me from watching them all year)

- Advent calendars and chocolate galore start to pop up in Supermarkets, usually at a discounted price

- ...not to mention all of the Hallowe'en treats that you can get at half the price!

- 'Movember'; becoming a tradition now, what a fantastic way to raise money and awareness for Cancer

- Black Friday! Although I wouldn't be crazy enough to venture into real shops, the online sales are a must

- With colder weather brings rain (or more rain, in Manchester's case)—the perfect sound to fall asleep to

- The final Hunger Games film is released this month! Who else is excited???

- It's actually acceptable to stay inside all day, dressed in your baggiest jumper, wearing a blanket as a cape

- Paperchase is an absolute dream at this time of the year, Christmas decorations galore

- CHRISTMAS STARBUCKS AND COSTA DRINKS. This is, without a doubt, the most important reason

- Being allowed to shop endlessly, as it's for other people! This makes me more excited than receiving gifts

- The term finally coming to an end—my last essay is due on the 24th, and then I'm hibernating for a week

What are your reasons for loving November? Do you agree with any of mine? Leave me a comment!

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TAKING STOCK: 21 BEFORE 21

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Now that I have turned the ripe old age of 21, I thought that I would reflect on all that I have learnt in my life thus far. I did a very similar post to this one early last year, called '19 Things I've Learnt In 19 Years' (click here to give it a cheeky read). Here is my 21 before 21:

One—a smaller wardrobe is a happier wardrobe. Florals use to be my go-to fashion trend, but they have dwindled out of my life in the past year or so (and my stripe obsession began). I now try my best to buy clothes that can be worn in more than one way, meaning that my outfits can be easily mixed and matched.

Two—relationships are wonderfully rewarding. Before Jack came bounding into my life, my previous relationships were never anything special. In a strong, healthy relationship however, I have learnt that all of the silly and immature fights are worth the unconditional love from a person you absolutely adore.

Three—giving up chocolate for lent is harder than it seems. I attempted to get over my unhealthy habit at the beginning of this year, and failed within the space of two days. I did, however, manage to give up Starbucks for 40 days and 40 nights, which has had a massive influence on present Kassi.

Four—to do lists are the way forward. I don't know how I would juggle all of the activities and tasks in my life without making an organised plan of what I need to do and when I need to do it.

Five—childhood friends are not always going to be your friends for life, sadly. Some will stay to love and support you, whilst others will lost contact with you. It's not your fault; it's just the way that life is sometimes.

Six—you need not feel the pressure to be like everybody else. You do you—that's all that matters.

Seven—documentaries are bloody good TV shows. Teenage me would think I was crazy, but some of the best shows I've watched are factual. That doesn't mean I don't love a good Gossip Girl binge though...

Eight—there are three types of hyphen (dashes). Not exactly the most interesting lesson, but I've revelled in the knowledge for the past month and a half of being the Head Fashion Editor for the Mancunion! There is the normal hyphen on the keyboard (-), used to separate double-barell words; then there is the en-dash (–), used to separate two pairs of numbers; and lastly there is the em-dash (—), used as a connective in a sentence. I am such a grammar nerd...

Nine—you shouldn't be ashamed of what you like. You should scream to the skies about it! Never let anybody demean your loves in life. Talk about what you love, and keep quiet about what you don't!

Ten—surround yourself with positive people for a happy life. This is something that I have realised in the past few years, as I have gradually removed all of the negative people out of my life. The world is tough enough without your friends bringing you down as well.

Eleven—everything is hard and scary to begin with, but you have to power through. Every 'new' challenge has always made be absolutely terrified. I have wanted to quit most things that I've begun after a few weeks, but with the support of my friends and family, I managed to push through and overcome each challenge.

Twelve—the person you are at 15 is not the person you are at 21. Looking back through social media at the way I chose to present myself six years ago, I am actually ashamed. I was very ignorant on some of the bigger issues in the world, using offensive terms that I wouldn't dream of using now. Each year since has shaped me in a different way, and I can definitely say that I am starting to form into a whole person.

Thirteen—you can never watch Love Actually too many times. As not only my favourite Christmas film, but my favourite film of all time, Love Actually has a very special place in my heart. Despite having seen it countless times, and actually knowing the script by heart, I will watch it over and over again for the rest of time.

Fourteen—where you live and who you live with plays a big part of your happiness. Before moving to Manchester, I had only ever lived with the same three people my entire life: my family. However, I have lived in three separate flats in the last three years, and have realised just how vital your surroundings are to your overall mood. Living with Meg, a true friend, is a wonderful way to spend my final year of university.

Fifteen—you will send more items back to ASOS than you will keep (but that won't prevent you from buying from them in the first place). Despite the constant disappointments that ASOS send my way, I have found some real gems hidden in the depths of their website. My favourite pair of jeans, my favourite dress, and my favourite pair of shoes are all from ASOS. Swings and roundabouts!

Sixteen—Zara sells the best scarves. In the last two weeks I have gained two; one purchased by myself as a little pre-birthday treat, and one gifted to me by Jack. I also own an incredible yellow scarf from their AW14 collection, which is practically a blanket. In need of a scarf? Zara will be your best friend.

Seventeen—your mental health comes first. If a situation in your life is causing you anxiety and forcing you into terrible panic attacks, that situation is not worth it. Whether it's a friendship group, a living arrangement, a job, or education, you need to put yourself and your mental health first.

Eighteen—drinking water is one of the healthiest things you can do. This is something that I have learnt, yet still need to put into practise. I'm fully aware of how much healthier my body would be if I drank as much water as is advised, but it genuinely slips my mind. If you can take something away from this post though, drink more water!

Nineteen—there is never a wrong time to wear a red lipstick. Honestly, it puts me in the sassiest mood. I love the way that it contrasts with a monochrome outfit, and it motivates me to get out of bed on a Monday morning. Check out my blog post here about my fave three.

Twenty—being woken up early by a phone call isn't always bad news... as I found out recently! My best friend, Lyndsey, was my alarm clock on Monday morning, wanting me to be the first one to know that she had gotten engaged! She's already made headway with the wedding plans, and has asked me to be her maid of honour. Who would have guessed I could be so happy and proud at 7am on a rainy Monday morning!

Twenty-one—having a blog is one of the most emotionally rewarding hobbies in the world. This little corner of the internet has been my diary for the past two years now, and I truly believe that it has helped to shape me into the person that I am. Without an outlet for my stresses and worries, and a method of reflecting on my weekly life, happiness might not be quite so present in my life. If you are considering starting a blog and are unsure, or are nervous about other people reading your writing, I strongly advise you to take the leap. My blog is my therapy, my best friend, my second home.

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