Summer?

So, I know England is well known for its horrifically unfriendly weather. But really? I feel like I've fast forwarded the season and skipped straight over to Winter.
July was my favourite month this year, and I think the only reason for this, is that I wasn't in England for it! I was punishing my liver in Kavos, Corfu before heading over to Bodrum, Turkey for tan topping and mojito sessions.
Apart from that one month I can safely say this has been one of my worst Summers to date... Especially after the last two incredible Summers I've had!
On a brighter note (of course not the weather) I got my A Level results back and was accepted into my first choice - Brighton University.
     But Is it wrong that I'm now wishing away Summer? I feel so grown up having a house and bills to pay (even if it isn't my money). The thought of moving away from this little Island by the sea and moving over to a bigger piece of land, by the sea, seems to be the most exciting prospect in my life right now (is that really sad?).
I have 16 days and counting left on this Island, and I'm really wishing it away, though with the Bestival next weekend and a trip to Ikea the following weekend it's not going to be too hard to get through it... Even if the weather has become a little hormonal mare!

Look Blog Competition

As I begin to write this blog competition entry I'm sat in the sunshine 

watching the clouds eating away at my chance of keeping up a decent sun tan 

(typical England).-You're probably wondering why I'm talking about my current 

activities in a blog that's answering a question about why I should be front 

row of the Look AW11 show, but that's just it. I blog about my life, my activities,

my views on fashion/music and well, just about anything that interests me; and 

though I only have one follower (queue the pity 'awww'), I'm still just as keen 

(I'll get there one day).So you ask, why should I be picked to sit front row? 

Well I'm no Internet sensation,I'm no Olivia Wilde or Ashley Olsen, but I am 

Hayley Morris, and Hayley Morris has a lot of determination and motivation. 

Now enough about that, let me give this question a go...
 

To be front row of Look Show AW11 would be a great topping to a so far very exciting 

year. Closing my eyes as I attempt to soak up some of the sunshine I picture myself

sat front row in amongst dozens of beautifully, delicate fellow onlookers as I stare 

intently at what will become next seasons fashion must haves.. There I sit dressed in 

a perfectly fitting white swing dress, effortlessly combined with a black boyfriend 

blazer and oh,what's that sitting beside my feet? (Sorry, I mean stunning Madagascar

office ballet pumps) Could it be? Oh yes a stunning Marc Jacobs tote...(one can only dream),

I'm  sitting scribbling away on a teanie notepad getting down everything that catches

my eye ready to write up a blog oozing with chic style and all the hints and tips to

a successful fashion season.

To be given this opportunity, truthfully it would be a life changing one, and it

would be one hell of an experience and a terribly exciting one at that!

Isn't it just every girls dream to be sat front row gazing in awe at the beauty woven 

and draped in front of your eyes, Just knowing you're the one that got yourself there it 

takes motivation and confidence to put yourself forward and for the dream hit reality.

- So why not give it a go? 

Perhaps if I win, maybe, just maybe I'll hit that second follower... ;) 

Blog Slack (Just a quick update)

So, although I said to, well myself, that I'd blog days after my last... I didn't. Shock. Horror.
There is a reason, which actually somewhat contrasts from my last post; I became over loaded with things to do.

So since my last post I have been to Kavos - Well, let me just start by saying I have never experienced anything so manic and exciting in my life. If you're looking for a holiday that holds no morals, where no ones judges you and you can drink yourself silly, that isn't as expensive and glamerous as Ibiza, head on over to Kavos where you won't sleep, experience or expErience sober reality.
I won't go into too much detail about Kavos, as well, If I'm honest being home now I don't remember an awful lot... Doesn't that just sound awful?
But as I jetted home from Kavos I was straight back to dancing ready for my final Dance show - All a bit emotional, missing it like crazy.
But thats not where the manic overload ends... a day after my final show I was back off to catch a plane to Turkey! (I actually wrote a few blogs there, however due to a lack of internet connection I'm yet to post them)
Anyway Turkey was fabulous and very relaxing unlike Kavos.
So now I'm home, losing my tan, shopping myself sensless and falling back into routine - though adimitdly doing so very slowly.

So as I said just a very brief update on why I've been slacking so much, after this final week of madness I'll be back to normality.

Schools out for summer!

...So I finished my A-levels on Thursday. After a very stressful final year, I expected the end of school to be incredible.

It's been 4 days, 4 hours and 52 minutes since I finished school. There has been no sign of any sunshine, Just wet, horrible, familiar rain.
So far I've spent my time: Facebook stalking, driving round wasting petrol singing my heart out to Beyonce's newest album and yes you guessed it, lots of sleep, along with 3 days of work... So If you do the math, I've spent a full day living the life of a crazy bum.
I seem to have more fun, when I'm supposed to be revising; how ironic! Anyone wanna set me up with a test? I'll say I'm studying and do something I shouldn't do, that way I won't be bored.

Writing this blog is a lot of effort right now. My mind is thinking "where the hell is the sun? Just put me back to bed" and whatever else in my body that has some form of a voice is screaming "I'M SO BORED HAYLEY! GIVE ME SOMETHING TO DO! TAKE ME OUT!"
...Needless to say I'll read this back to myself and struggle to make any sense from anything I've written. I feel sorry for you if you're reading this, though I think I may be the only one that reads this therefore, I pity myself.
The rest of my night is going to involve thinking of something to do for 2 hours, probably taking a bath with the voice of Ed Sheeran and my weekly dose of 'Made in Chelsea'. I'll attempt a better blog tomorrow, where I'll discuss my T4 audition, IOW Festival and Miss Knowles' new album 4!

R.I.P Gaga

My views on Lady Gaga's new music video 'Judas'.
I'd heard rumours that this was one of the most expensive music videos made to date. (I never quite believed this, but you never know now a days) After the build up of this I thought like everyone else I'd watch it, though truth be told it took me until about 4 days after it was released to finally do so. I'd seen people on twitter raving about it so I was expecting something amazing.
But to be honest, to put it blunt, it was shit. I'm sorry Lady Gaga but dancing in your underwear surrounded by people? been there, done that, got the t-shirt twice over. We get you have a great body, and well good on you, but really? This is your third major music video and all you're doing is prancing about looking a bit nuts in your underwear, or simply wearing minmal clothing whilst being washed in a bath...Is this not a bit deja vu after Bad Romance, Telephone and Alejandro?
Clearly Lady Gaga has realised that fame comes easy when you're willing to bare all. obviously she's taken some advice from the ever famous Kim Kardashian and Paris Hilton, famous for, well... God knows, needless to say it shan't be long until the debut of Gaga's sex tape.
I'm sorry but I was very unimpressed by this. All I want to say is stop trying (and failing) to reach the standard of Michael Jackson and his phenomenal, highly rated music videos. You will never get there in your underwear -Yes you have made it perfectly clear that you don't have a penis.
I must also add I did once say that Lady Gaga was an artist I adored.... but I'm afraid she's just not living up to her expectations anymore.

The joys of a day off....

So today has been my first day off since February. But given the fact I seem to be the only one with a day off, I chose today to be the day I spend in my bed with the company of my Laptop, TV and Blackberry...
I woke up at 830, spent 2 hours trying to think of something I could do that wouldn't involve leaving my bed, I failed. After several phone, facebook and TV guide checks, I figured breakfast would be my next move... that got boring, so again several phone, facebook and twitter checks later, I moved onto kids TV and peppermint tea... Still, I lay in bed bored and out of ideas, and continuely checking my phone.

I feel useless, unsatisfied and diconnected from the world outside my window... I have done nothing productive nor acheived anything...
To be honest I cannot wait for my ballet class tonight and a full day back at sixth form - I hate days off.

Guilty pleasures

Escapism... there is nothing I take more pleasure in then escaping the ups and downs of my own life and indulging myself in the lives of celebrities - why I like to find out about Mischa Barton and her struggle with a broken nail or Kerry Katona getting another shite tattoo, I'm not sure, but I can't get enough. 




I'm currently reading the three Lindsey Kelk books, I cannot get enough of them! they are so cliche and predictable, yet I'm completely 100% addicted to them. I simply cannot put them down.

Facebook stalking. We all do it, we're all guilty of voyeurism! Nosing around Facebook finding out gossip whilst innocently judging others...

 

The Only Way is Essex. LOVE, cannot get enough of this programme, even if it is utter shit, I still watch it religiously!