As you can see, from the title of this post, Flobean is moving from Blogger to Wordpress. I have already created the blog and am currently making the final tweaks and adjustments. The new web address is: www.flobean.wordpress.com.
I think starting on Blogger has been good, but as I want to expand and design more I have decided to move. I hope this isn't an inconvenience to anyone.
See you over on the new Flobean blog!
Friday 30 September 2016
Monday 26 September 2016
Long Time No Post
Hi, *blows dust off* looking now there seems to be a few cobwebs hanging around. Been far too long since I last blogged, maybe that has something to do with travelling half way across the world, ending a relationship, starting another and beginning college. Hey ho, I'm back now *groans from the back row* I'm sure ya'll missed me haha.
Basically, I've been hiding away being a lazy bum and not posted in ages, which thinking about it now makes me pretty sad. :( Sorry, guys.
Right now I don't know where start or how to get back into the swing of things, maybe HK photos here, bit about college life there and whatever ideas or disasters pop into my head to write about. I'll figure it out. Either way I'm glad to back.
See you soon~
Monday 1 August 2016
BLOGGING FROM HONG KONG
HEY GUYS!! Currently blogging from Hong Kong!
Been here for nearly 2 weeks now and loving everyday. Done so much and explored many places. Still got another week left of fun, hopefully I'll be able to finish off my HK bucket list by then. The highlights of my holiday have been staying with my granddad for a week, Ocean Park, Repulse Bay and DISNEYLAND. Also the McDonalds round here is pretty good too.
Photos are coming soon, along with a video, which will be posted on my YouTube channel: Flobean.
Living here I have noticed that the buildings are tall... very tall. You can get the MTR almost anywhere. Water is essential, as well as air con. And finally Chinese people sometimes want photos with my sister and I, probably because they rarely see English girls, despite the fact we are 1/4 Chinese and are very tanned from swimming in the hotel's pool and sunbathing at the beach.
While I do love it here, I am missing my bed back home and all my adorable pets. One thing I am not missing however is the weather, even though in an hour or soon a cyclone is headed to hit us. Staying safe indoors drinking iced coffee right now. This is the life and Hong Kong is my happy place.
Monday 20 June 2016
Coffee
Remember when you were a kid and hated coffee, but now you just can't get enough? If your answer is yes, like me, then join the club.
I strongly remembering thinking coffee was disgusting, ever since my dad gave me a sip of his... which I spat out... immediately... on the floor- sorry dad. Now, however, I just can't get enough of it and thanks to Santa we now have our own coffee machine, so I don't have to go out and buy some overpriced coffee.
Which leads me to talking about Costa and Starbucks, since I can't talk about coffee without discussing whether Costa or Starbucks is better. For anyone, who doesn't know Costa is a coffee franchise like Starbucks, which is only based in the UK. In my form class in school we have a debate on a weekly basis which is better. For me I like both, but would say Starbucks coffee and hot chocolate is better, while Costa frappuccinos are better. Although, if I go out I always go to Costa, and not just because my ex crush swore by Costa religiously, or because my friend thinks Starbucks are terrorists. I guess I just like the idea that Costa is British and out of habit I go there.
To elaborate on my BFFF's reason for thinking Starbuck are terrorist (extreme I know) is this: a relative of hers works for the army and one of his jobs was to get sponsors, something like that. Anyway when they asked Starbucks, Starbucks refused to support the army, and according to what I've heard it was because they didn't want to look like they were 'choosing sides'. Like wtf? Choose sides, as in the army or terrorists? Okay, so maybe this could of been taken the wrong way, but now my friend avoids Starbucks like the plague. But don't let my post decide, which you prefer. Go out and try them yourself. However, if you don't live in England than you don't really have a choice. Also a little warning these drinks contain lots of sugar and empty calories and may make your wallet cry.
I strongly remembering thinking coffee was disgusting, ever since my dad gave me a sip of his... which I spat out... immediately... on the floor- sorry dad. Now, however, I just can't get enough of it and thanks to Santa we now have our own coffee machine, so I don't have to go out and buy some overpriced coffee.
Which leads me to talking about Costa and Starbucks, since I can't talk about coffee without discussing whether Costa or Starbucks is better. For anyone, who doesn't know Costa is a coffee franchise like Starbucks, which is only based in the UK. In my form class in school we have a debate on a weekly basis which is better. For me I like both, but would say Starbucks coffee and hot chocolate is better, while Costa frappuccinos are better. Although, if I go out I always go to Costa, and not just because my ex crush swore by Costa religiously, or because my friend thinks Starbucks are terrorists. I guess I just like the idea that Costa is British and out of habit I go there.
To elaborate on my BFFF's reason for thinking Starbuck are terrorist (extreme I know) is this: a relative of hers works for the army and one of his jobs was to get sponsors, something like that. Anyway when they asked Starbucks, Starbucks refused to support the army, and according to what I've heard it was because they didn't want to look like they were 'choosing sides'. Like wtf? Choose sides, as in the army or terrorists? Okay, so maybe this could of been taken the wrong way, but now my friend avoids Starbucks like the plague. But don't let my post decide, which you prefer. Go out and try them yourself. However, if you don't live in England than you don't really have a choice. Also a little warning these drinks contain lots of sugar and empty calories and may make your wallet cry.
Sunday 12 June 2016
Exams Suck
I doubt I'm the first person to say this, but it's true they really do: exams totally suck!
Currently, I am revising, or more like procrastinating revising for chemistry 2+3. What convinced me to do triple award science, I will never know. Anyway I've already gotten through 19 out of 23 exams, so I'm pretty proud I'm still here. Not to mention the ICT exam I took last year and had to resit twice, only to get a Level 2 pass. Surprising how my only BTEC subject was the most difficult subject. And not to mention an English language speaking exam, which I had a panic attack in, so not worth the A.
My only exams left are chemistry 2+3, physics 2+3 (which is the equivalent to phycological torture) and graphics. Then finally I'll be done with secondary school and GCSEs... well thats as long as I pass English and Maths. If not I'll be re-sitting them in college- that's sitzenbleiben in Germany. Also, it is vital in German that you don't make the same crappy mistake (mind the pun) I did of mixing up durchfallen and Durchfall. Durchfallen means 'to fail', which I hope won't happen and Durchfall means 'diarrhea', which I also hope won't happen. Wish me luck, guys. *crosses fingers*
And just when I was thinking "No more exams after GCSEs! Yay!", I remembered A levels. Yay- not. I guess never mind where you are in life there's always going to be some kind of test or exam. Good luck to anyone and everyone with exams, GCSEs in particular, your gonna need it.
Currently, I am revising, or more like procrastinating revising for chemistry 2+3. What convinced me to do triple award science, I will never know. Anyway I've already gotten through 19 out of 23 exams, so I'm pretty proud I'm still here. Not to mention the ICT exam I took last year and had to resit twice, only to get a Level 2 pass. Surprising how my only BTEC subject was the most difficult subject. And not to mention an English language speaking exam, which I had a panic attack in, so not worth the A.
My only exams left are chemistry 2+3, physics 2+3 (which is the equivalent to phycological torture) and graphics. Then finally I'll be done with secondary school and GCSEs... well thats as long as I pass English and Maths. If not I'll be re-sitting them in college- that's sitzenbleiben in Germany. Also, it is vital in German that you don't make the same crappy mistake (mind the pun) I did of mixing up durchfallen and Durchfall. Durchfallen means 'to fail', which I hope won't happen and Durchfall means 'diarrhea', which I also hope won't happen. Wish me luck, guys. *crosses fingers*
And just when I was thinking "No more exams after GCSEs! Yay!", I remembered A levels. Yay- not. I guess never mind where you are in life there's always going to be some kind of test or exam. Good luck to anyone and everyone with exams, GCSEs in particular, your gonna need it.
Sunday 24 April 2016
The Jungle Book+Pizza Hut with BFFF
Hey! So this weekend has been pretty exciting.
Yesterday, I went to see The Jungle Book in cinemas for my BFFF's 16th birthday. (Yep, a 15 and 16 year old went to see a kiddie film). Nevertheless, we both really enjoyed the film. The visuals were amazing, especially the animals, which I'm guessing were created using CGI. In my opinion, the film was really good. It was quite dramatic the whole way through and even at some points scary, especially at the snake scene, since I HATE snakes and the monkey scene was terrifyingly creepy too. There was even a family, who sat behind us, that left. Despite the surprising scariness of the film, we enjoyed it.
After the cinema we went to Pizza Hut and ended up spending £24.40 in total and we spent nearly 2 hours in there, since the train wasn't due till ages. I'm surprised no one came up to us or told us to leave. Anyway, we had fun sharing a BBQ Texan pizza with cheesy bite crust, which is literally the BEST PIZZA EVER! We were so stuffed that we couldn't even finish the pizza, so we took it to go. And I don't know if they did this on purpose, since we stayed so long, but the box for only 3 slices of pizza was HUGE. While carrying it from Pizza Hut to the train station onto the train and back to my friends house, I just looked like I was randomly travelling with a whole pizza or giving out pizza. LOL
Getting the train proved fairly difficult too, as we were supposed to be getting the train that stopped at platform 4B. We saw signs for platform 1, 2, 3 and 4A, but none for 4B. In the end we just got on a train and hoped for the best. (Luckily, it was the right train.)
Once we were back at my friends house we went upstairs and had a PS3 marathon night. If you didn't know I am a complete noob when it comes to PS3 games, such as Black Ops and Modern Warfare. My friend had to revive me like 17 times in 5 minutes, cause I kept getting killed, mainly by accidentally running into lava or fire. The only game I am good at is Black Ops 1 on the 'Kino der Toten' map. I have to say I got pretty giddy that night (probably from too many Haribos). I was crying with laughter over random stupid things. I apologise now to my friend for being so weird- sorry.
Think it was around 4am when went to sleep and woke up at 7am ish. So much for trying to finish Computer Science course work with 3 hours sleep...
Yesterday, I went to see The Jungle Book in cinemas for my BFFF's 16th birthday. (Yep, a 15 and 16 year old went to see a kiddie film). Nevertheless, we both really enjoyed the film. The visuals were amazing, especially the animals, which I'm guessing were created using CGI. In my opinion, the film was really good. It was quite dramatic the whole way through and even at some points scary, especially at the snake scene, since I HATE snakes and the monkey scene was terrifyingly creepy too. There was even a family, who sat behind us, that left. Despite the surprising scariness of the film, we enjoyed it.
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Getting the train proved fairly difficult too, as we were supposed to be getting the train that stopped at platform 4B. We saw signs for platform 1, 2, 3 and 4A, but none for 4B. In the end we just got on a train and hoped for the best. (Luckily, it was the right train.)
Once we were back at my friends house we went upstairs and had a PS3 marathon night. If you didn't know I am a complete noob when it comes to PS3 games, such as Black Ops and Modern Warfare. My friend had to revive me like 17 times in 5 minutes, cause I kept getting killed, mainly by accidentally running into lava or fire. The only game I am good at is Black Ops 1 on the 'Kino der Toten' map. I have to say I got pretty giddy that night (probably from too many Haribos). I was crying with laughter over random stupid things. I apologise now to my friend for being so weird- sorry.
Think it was around 4am when went to sleep and woke up at 7am ish. So much for trying to finish Computer Science course work with 3 hours sleep...
Wednesday 23 March 2016
Panic Attack in GCSE Exam!!
Firstly, I apologise for neglecting this blog for over a month, but fortunately I am back, as I wanted to discuss a personal issue, which I have to deal with on a daily basis: anxiety.
I've always been quiet and shy, and I become extremely nervous whenever I have an exam, despite being an A grade student. Currently, I am in year 11, and so I am faced regularly with many mocks and controlled assessments.
Today I had my English speaking and listening exam, as well as my FIRST EVER panic attack. How can I be so sure it was a panic attack? Trust me, when I say this, but if it ever happens you just know, especially since this was like something I've never experienced before. It was absolutely awful! Let me elaborate.
My teacher was going through what would happen in the exam and what I was supposed to do, when suddenly I had a huge surge of terror; intense fear washed over me. I couldn't breathe. I felt like my throat had tightened closed, or as if someone was strangling me, pinning me down in my seat. At this point I stopped listening to my teacher, and all I could register was immense fear and the chocking feeling in my throat. I felt like I was fearing for my life, even though I wasn't in any danger. Eventually, after God knows how long, I began breathing again... or more like hyperventilating. Also I think I must of cried for ages after.
Finally, with a mountain of tissues and an untouched cool glass of water I attempted my exam. It did not go well (mainly because in between every other sentence I was sniffling, or wiping my tears). The listening part, which is where the teacher ask questions went terrible. I couldn't concentrate on the questions and even answered a question with the nod of my head. This was until I realised only my voice was being recorded. So, yeah, I failed. Fortunately, my teacher is allowing me to redo it tomorrow and I'm praying I won't have another panic attack. I hope I never have a panic attack again!
If you've gone through a similar experience comment below and comment any tips to help cope with anxiety too. Thank you!
I've always been quiet and shy, and I become extremely nervous whenever I have an exam, despite being an A grade student. Currently, I am in year 11, and so I am faced regularly with many mocks and controlled assessments.
Today I had my English speaking and listening exam, as well as my FIRST EVER panic attack. How can I be so sure it was a panic attack? Trust me, when I say this, but if it ever happens you just know, especially since this was like something I've never experienced before. It was absolutely awful! Let me elaborate.
My teacher was going through what would happen in the exam and what I was supposed to do, when suddenly I had a huge surge of terror; intense fear washed over me. I couldn't breathe. I felt like my throat had tightened closed, or as if someone was strangling me, pinning me down in my seat. At this point I stopped listening to my teacher, and all I could register was immense fear and the chocking feeling in my throat. I felt like I was fearing for my life, even though I wasn't in any danger. Eventually, after God knows how long, I began breathing again... or more like hyperventilating. Also I think I must of cried for ages after.
Finally, with a mountain of tissues and an untouched cool glass of water I attempted my exam. It did not go well (mainly because in between every other sentence I was sniffling, or wiping my tears). The listening part, which is where the teacher ask questions went terrible. I couldn't concentrate on the questions and even answered a question with the nod of my head. This was until I realised only my voice was being recorded. So, yeah, I failed. Fortunately, my teacher is allowing me to redo it tomorrow and I'm praying I won't have another panic attack. I hope I never have a panic attack again!
If you've gone through a similar experience comment below and comment any tips to help cope with anxiety too. Thank you!
Sunday 14 February 2016
It's never too cold for ice cream at the beach...
I was wrong. Terribly wrong. It was freezing.
Today I went to Redcar beach and walked across the frozen sand. I also took my camera, looking for good photo opportunities. My hands became so numb and stiffened, that I could hardly move them to click the button on my camera. Luckily I still got some good shots, which I will show you below.
On the beach, Sorrel ran straight into a massive puddle. Sorrel isn't usually one to jump in puddles, so I'm guessing she must have mistaken it for normal sand. When she ran out she was soaking wet and shivering. Mum sighed, since she had just given her a bath yesterday. To me I would have described Sorrel as a 'salty sea lion'.
After the stroll on the beach and some filming, we went to get chips and ice cream. At first I didn't fancy any, but then I ended up stealing some of my mum's. For ice cream I got a chocolate cone and lots of chocolate sprinkles. Yum!
While I did have lots of fun, I would recommend waiting till summer to go to the seaside.
Delicious photos below (taken on Canon EOS 1200D).
Today I went to Redcar beach and walked across the frozen sand. I also took my camera, looking for good photo opportunities. My hands became so numb and stiffened, that I could hardly move them to click the button on my camera. Luckily I still got some good shots, which I will show you below.
On the beach, Sorrel ran straight into a massive puddle. Sorrel isn't usually one to jump in puddles, so I'm guessing she must have mistaken it for normal sand. When she ran out she was soaking wet and shivering. Mum sighed, since she had just given her a bath yesterday. To me I would have described Sorrel as a 'salty sea lion'.
After the stroll on the beach and some filming, we went to get chips and ice cream. At first I didn't fancy any, but then I ended up stealing some of my mum's. For ice cream I got a chocolate cone and lots of chocolate sprinkles. Yum!
While I did have lots of fun, I would recommend waiting till summer to go to the seaside.
Delicious photos below (taken on Canon EOS 1200D).
Friday 5 February 2016
Elbow infection! Another operation?!
The journey is not over yet; my arms are still not back to normal.My left elbow has gotten infected... I'll explain.
On Tuesday I had the updated meningitis vaccine and felt fine. However, the next day at school I felt dizzy and my head hurt. That evening I laid curled up like a hamster under my dressing gown shivering with a high fever. The dizziness and headache had worsened and had been accompanied with feeling sick and muscle ache. These are all signs that I was happing a reaction to the vaccine, but what didn't make sense was that my elbow was (and still is) red, hot and swollen.
I tried to sleep it off, but it had only gotten worse, so my mum took me to the doctors. They could tell straight away that my elbow is severely infect, despite the low chances of infection after an operation.
I've been given 500mg flucloxacillin, which are the strongest antibiotics they could prescribe me. Also, they said if it doesn't clear up by Saturday then I'll have to go back to the doctors and need another operation to get rid of the infection.
Really hope it doesn't come to another operation!
Thursday 28 January 2016
BIG NEWS!!! I'm Going To Hong Kong?!
If you haven't already gathered from the title of this blog post: I'm going to Hong Kong!
Hong Kong, if you haven't heard of it is an island off the coast of China and is classed as a city (its not its own country, as many people assume). It is also where Granddad and Chinese side of the family live.
Anyway, what I wanted to announce is that for 3 weeks in the summer holidays I will be flying out there with my mum and sister and we will be staying at my Granddad's. I'm super excited to see him and my family again, since I've only seen them a few times (last time I saw them I think I was only 10).
On my travels I will be taking a 6 hour plane flight to Dubai, where we will stop there for 3 hours (at night, so I will be hanging around the airport) and then take another 7 hour flight to Hong Kong. That's 13 hours of flying!
Hopefully, I will get the chance to visit Ocean Park and Disney Land and roam the chaotic Mong Kok night markets, which I have missed. Along the way I will take plenty photos and blog when I find a good internet connection (most likely McDonalds, as my granddad doesn't have internet).
Now to binge watch youtube videos on 'How to pack for a holiday' or 'How to pack for a vacation', as the Americans say.
Exclusive pics of Hong Kong 2011 below.
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| Snoopy World |
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| Ocean Park |
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| Family (sister took photo) |
Monday 18 January 2016
Operation Horror
Finally! It's over! I've finally had my third and thankfully my final operation to remove the pins out of my left arm.
Right now I am typing this with one hand and laid back resting my left arm on a stack-no...more like a mountain of pillows. The reason behind this is to get rid and prevent swelling. There is still some swelling and both hands are badly bruised (cannula in right hand), but I'm coping. If I could manage for 3 months in pots with no arms, then I can certainly manage being one handed for a couple weeks.
Since the operation (last Wednesday) I have been off school, back to watching good ol' Jeremy Kyle and Ouran Highs School (an anime, which I finished in under 2 days). Should be going back to school tomorrow, but have a Physics 3 (triple award) mock exam, so not looking t hat forward to going back.
Right now I am typing this with one hand and laid back resting my left arm on a stack-no...more like a mountain of pillows. The reason behind this is to get rid and prevent swelling. There is still some swelling and both hands are badly bruised (cannula in right hand), but I'm coping. If I could manage for 3 months in pots with no arms, then I can certainly manage being one handed for a couple weeks.
Since the operation (last Wednesday) I have been off school, back to watching good ol' Jeremy Kyle and Ouran Highs School (an anime, which I finished in under 2 days). Should be going back to school tomorrow, but have a Physics 3 (triple award) mock exam, so not looking t hat forward to going back.
Sunday 10 January 2016
Hello 2016! + Update on Arms
Hello!! It feels like I haven't blogged in ages (well, since last year)- making this my first blog post of 2016.
I'm blogging to update on the whole broken arms-operation-mixup thing. So, rang up the hospital the other day and they say I've already had my operation! What?! I think I would know if I had an operation.
Anyway, after much confusion and some explaining the hospital were able to reschedule a day for my operation to take the pins out of my left arm. The date is set for the 13th of January, 7.00 am sharp.
Turns out that's the day before I broke both my arms last year! That means its only taken 364 days to fix my arms, and even then I still need to go for x-rays and physiotherapy. What a carry on? Oh, well.
I wish everyone the best for 2016!
I'm blogging to update on the whole broken arms-operation-mixup thing. So, rang up the hospital the other day and they say I've already had my operation! What?! I think I would know if I had an operation.
Anyway, after much confusion and some explaining the hospital were able to reschedule a day for my operation to take the pins out of my left arm. The date is set for the 13th of January, 7.00 am sharp.
Turns out that's the day before I broke both my arms last year! That means its only taken 364 days to fix my arms, and even then I still need to go for x-rays and physiotherapy. What a carry on? Oh, well.
I wish everyone the best for 2016!
Byee
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