Okay, I'm going to be honest here, I kind of put off writing this post because I just have too much to say.  Like I still can't find the right words.
So here's go nothing.

ENGLAND BABY.
WOOT HOOOOOOO!!!

I got back on the 19th from 2 weeks in England.  It was great. So, so great.

I cried because it was so beautiful.  And I never usually cry.

Here's a lil summary of week one:

Day 1: I was a jet-legged lion.  We took the tube for the first time, and successfully got on the right train.  Then I fell asleep at 6pm.

Day 2:  We explored the cutest neighbourhood ever, Covent Garden.  Then later made our way to Leicester and Trafalgar Square which were breath-taking.  There was a man there making these huge bubbles and kids were running through them having the time of their lives.  This made me really happy.  I also saw Big Ben for the first time.  I cried.

Day 3: In the morning we toured Westminster Abbey, which was fun, but I personally thought it was made too 'touristy' for my liking.  I visited the fancy Lush store on Oxford Street where a worker washed my arm. Twice.  I smelt like bath bombs and fairy dust for the rest of the day.  And then I attended an Evensong service at St Paul's Cathedral (I even got to sit in the choir loft.  GOAL ACHIEVED)

*my mum and I went to England together so please excuse the flip-flopping of I and We*

Day 4: We toured Oxford and Cambridge University and to be honest, I didn't really love it.  Too touristy once again.

Day 5: MY BIRTHDAY!! I went to Brighton for the day, which was magical and beautiful and cute and AHHH I LOVED IT SO MUCH!


Day 6: I ordered an Acai bowl for breakfast but it tasted too healthy (please tell me you know what I mean...) and I couldn't eat it.
Cool story bro.
But we later had afternoon tea which made me feel super special and posh, so YAY for crumpets and biscuits!

Day 7: Toured Buckingham Palace in the morning (100% loved it) and toured the Warner Bros. Harry Potter studio in the afternoon.  For all you Potterheads out there, YOU WOULD LOVE IT AHH!
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And that's all I have of you today!

LOVE YA LOTS,
Em

Rejection is so hard friends.  Really, really hard.  And I want to be a cheery, happy blogger but sometimes you just have to write about the hard stuff.

Being rejected sucks.  And it hurts.  And it makes you feel like you're not good enough and makes you think that 'if only I was a better person' they would want me.
And it's just lies.

Things do 'go on'.  Fun will still be had.  And relationships can and will be mended.

People are impulsive and they say things they don't mean constantly.  I bet that you do too.

And sometimes, listen carefully when I say this, people might actually be busy, even when it feels like they're avoiding you.  Also, busy doesn't always mean doing something fun and exciting without you.  It could mean taking a nap or running errands with their mom, so don't just assume that you're missing out.

I honestly need to start taking my own advice.  Whenever I try to make plans with a friends and they already have something else going on, I assume that they're intensionally leaving me out.  I feel rejected.

Lately I've been trying to be more intensional with my feelings.  I like to check in with God and ask 'Are these good feelings? Should I be feeling this way?'.  And it helps, it really does.

So, next time you're faced with rejection, consider this:  People still love you.  And they do still want you in their life.  Give it time.  The storm will eventually pass.  It's all part of the journey my friend.

LET'S GO SHOW REJECTION WHOS BOSS!
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Love,
Em