Bubblegum Pink Dreamworld

After writing the previous post I felt like I was being a bit too non-conformist with this whole blog thing so decided to Actually Tell You About Myself.

Warning to those poor people who actually read this: I may sound like a super-exciting person on paper (I wish) but that bubblegum pink dreamworld will eventually come crashing down.

1. My full name is Lily Grace Copping.

2. I have 15 years experience breathing.
*I actually had to google whether unborn babies breathe. They don't.

3. I love pretty much everything pink, as you can probably tell from my background.

4. I've already run out of things to interest you with but I'll carry on because four facts is rather pathetic and I know you're just dying to hear more.

5. I am what people would call a feminist (do we need a label?) and I could spend hours telling you about it, which I probably will at some point, but today is not your lucky day.

6. I believe in the awesome entity called God and that other pretty awesome guy I fondly call Jesus. DON'T SHOOT ME.

7. My favourite foods (plural because who can choose one?) are angel delight, sushi, spaghetti and tofu.

8. On that note, I am pesketarian and before you shoot me again (this is becoming a habit, you should get help), I will do a post about why I choose to eat (well specifically, not eat) what I do, when I have the energy and correct facts.

9. I buy a large majority of my clothes from charity shops and vintage shops and no, before you inevitably ask,  I don't smell like a dead person or look like a bag lady (hopefully).

10. I play guitar, (try to) sing and (try to) act. Yes I'm one of those people.

11. I have four brothers...SOMEONE PLEASE ADOPT ME. Actually it's not as bad as it sounds, two of them live with my dad and two of them live with my mum (who I also live with), in Nottingham, UK. But that also means there's no escape. Ever.

12. I have a four (five?) year old black miniature schnauzer called Abi. In case you're confused and think that is a weird cross-breed of plant, she's a dog, I think.

13. This will end soon, i promise. It's just as painful for me to write it as it is for you to read.

14. My music taste varies from Hanson to Mcfly to obscure bands that only have two songs.
(if you want to check that out, my spotify account is something along the lines of 'Lily Copping')

15. Or if you're really curious, there's a link to my Youtube channel on the right somewhere (plus other amazingly amazing social media links to satisfy your every need). That sounded weird.

Well now I'm sure you've realised how much of a normal and boring person I am, please feel free to leave and do something more productive with your time than read my blog. If you could call it a blog.

Sunshine and Rainbows

Hey,

So I spent a while trying to sum up an adorably kitsch name to refer to anyone who reads this blog but, finally, came to the conclusion that if people wanted to be referred to as 'dumplings' or 'darlings', they could go somewhere else.

Now with that cheery greeting, let's get on with this.

I thought I should do a 'get-to-know-me' post to begin with but then realised that no-one really cares. Just another depressing realisation. This blog business really does help you 'find yourself'. For a (tiny) window into my life, it's the first weekend of half term and I have had 10 exams in the last two weeks. Now you may, perhaps, have more of an insight into why I'm not all sunshine-and-rainbows at the moment.

Any questions?

Seeing as that was purely rhetorical, bearing in mind the only person I am talking to is myself, I asked myself some questions (+ one heart-breaking statement):

1) Why has she made this blog?
2) What is she doing here? #shesnotwelcome
3) She has cheapened and lowered the standard of blogs universally.

And my beautifully crafted answer was: 

absolute and unimaginable boredom
absolute and unimaginable boredom
absolute and unimaginable boredom

I sincerely apologise if this blog is a flaw in the perfect complexion of mankind but I hope you can get some enjoyment out of my discoloured and sleep-inducing life. In all seriousness though, this blog is not for the purpose of entertainment or advice-giving, but simply a paper bag into which I can scream and vent all my feelings.