Complications

Hello everyone!

Well, what can i say? Its been the most stressful, emotional and exciting two weeks of my life. I decided Falmouth University was not for me, and so i transferred to the University of Chester. I feel so much happier here, and i also have the opportunity to study a double honours of Journalism and Media studies. Happy student :)

My accommodation here is no way near as nice as the one in Falmouth, but i still feel much more comfortable and satisfied. So far i am in love with the sound of my course, and cant wait to get rid of all the 'Welcome talks' and begin learning! (Nerdy and proud!).

It is a bit of an understatement to tell you that my week has been stressful. It has been a roller coaster. Firstly, arriving at the university, realising I'm on the top floor of the building and there is no elevator..completing the mission of moving all my belongings up the never ending stairs i am finally in! Things are going well, aside from not being able to get food on my student card because it comes up in big letters on the computer screen 'STOP', like I'm some criminal stealing food from a university cafeteria...(its not even worth stealing!) Hopefully that will all be sorted tomorrow though!

Love my new, incredibly noisy housemates. Might have to vacate to the library if i need any studying doing as the flat mates are far too distracting, setting of fire extinguishers and what not around the flat...security wasn't too happy, as you can imagine!

Anyway...I shall keep you posted :)

Thanks for the 1080 page views as well everyone! Love you all, thanks for the support!!


Chloe Hannah Beaumont xx

Student stress:

Hey everyone,

So yesterday i woke up at 4am to reluctantly, yet excitedly make my way to Falmouth university. It took us about 5-6 hours to get the uni, and then it was registration time, which went very smoothly- thankfully!

Next we moved all of my belongings into my new room. The room is spacious, new and well equipped for all studying needs ;). Once everything was in my new room, we made our way to ASDA for my shopping. This was a massive ASDA and was literally filled with students. The funny part of it was, as you walked around you noticed every student's trolley was filled with budget shopping and 5kg bags of pasta..i know what I'm going to be eating for the next year! Once my basket was full of budget shopping we went to the check out to meet the most annoying, strange man on the planet!

 

The checkout operator decided to show my mum how to open a bag, giving step by step instructions. Lets bare in mind we had been up since 4am, been in a car for 6 hours and we were hungry. We ignored the man and continued packing. Next thing we knew the man was asking me where i was from, and how a large town like Sandbach, having 60,000 people present in it, will be a complete change to having under 6000 in Truro! We felt the need to explain to the man that Sandbach is a market town, filled with a very little amount of people. He did not agree. After then being told by him, i was now in the 'Promise Land', i decided to tune off to anything he was saying.

When i returned to my flat to put my shopping in, i walked into the kitchen to discover a condom on the table and rubbish and dirty dishes everywhere. I thought to myself, welcome to student life, but I'm going to have to clean up this rubbish! I didn't though, i had too much to think off to clean if I'm honest.

My parents then had to leave, i was tired and emotional and i couldn't stop crying, so i unpacked the boxes in my room to take my mind off things. Once that was done i went into the kitchen to speak to all my flatmates who were making an omelet for the first time, the kitchen looked like it was on fire with all the smoke! I decided to stick to good old cheese on toast, as i didn't really have an appetite!

Finally it was time to go out, and after having another emotional meltdown on the phone, i got ready and went to my friends flat. We all sat around a table being stupid and drunk and playing drinking games, which soon ended in me having a maltester match (ping pong with a maltester) with a girl called Niki. It was great, took my mind of things. Next we went to the 'Stannary' aka, the student bar. It was filled with hundreds of students who looked lost, and everyone was being nice to everyone. If you got pushed, you both said sorry and walked away quickly. Not like my normal bar experience i have to say.

I then met a guy who asked me what drugs i was taking. I said vodka, as by now i had drank too much vodka and wine to understand the question. Thankfully, it was because my eyes were bloodshot and swollen from suffering fatigue and crying all day!

It was a..should we say..eventful day. I cant say i enjoyed it, but then i didn't really not enjoy it. I have mixed emotions so far. And i miss my Mum! Waking up this morning was weird, walking into a kitchen full of people i don't know! Very strange, but i guess it gets better with time!

I'll keep you posted!

Chloe Hannah Beaumont xx 

Broken at Hawkstone Park...

The bikes were back last weekend for another adrenaline pumping race at Hawkstone Park. As you drove into the park, paying an extortionate five pound per head for entry, you could see men and woman of all ages sitting around their bikes, tents and caravans relaxing before the next race.

We were at the park to see the talented and fear-less Neal Wailing in the races. He is an extremely talented family member, who has drive and no worries when it comes to riding. It was getting to 11am and it was time for the race to begin. Wailing was on the front line of the race, with about 30-40 other bikers ready to show what they could do on the dirt tracks. As the whole family crowded as close to the gates as they possibly could, we watched as Neal drifted into his 'zone' preparing himself to do his very best. Five minutes later, the riders were 'warming their engines' and the sound of the bikes drilled through the air making even the audience nervous, it was a very exciting experience. Petrol plummeted through the air so much you could actually taste it and the riders were ready. As the English flag was lowered, the first group of riders were speeding ahead, full-throttle leaving the second row of riders literally eating their dust. The atmosphere and emotion that you feel when the bikers take off is really intense! (So intense some of my family members cried, they were so excited and nervous to be watching Neal in the race for the first time).

We stood for 40 minutes whilst the bikers raced around the dirt track and avoided falling off. The first race was a great success and Neal looked rather exhausted after it! We then walked back to the caravan for a nice cup of tea and some hot dogs. It was a great time, the family was all together laughing and having a good old banter, waiting for the next race at 1pm.

Finally, 1pm came around and we all found ourselves at the starting line again watching the bikers prepare themselves. The flag went down and the bikers were off, full throttle doing what they love, and doing it so well. We were all screaming for Neal behind the gates and ran to the next stop where we were hoping to see him racing around the next corner. This is were the problems began.

At first, we thought we had missed him come around the corner, until we suddenly all looked up and noticed his bike lying in the middle of the track. My mum and Nana began to panic as we knew it wasn't good. Thankfully, we managed to spot Neal by his bike with the paramedics watching over him and assessing if he was okay. He wasn't okay..he decided he couldn't finish the race. We then waited for Neal to safely come off the race track and walk towards the medical hut to be assessed on his injuries.

Unfortunately, Neal had broken his collarbone and hit his head, causing him pain and dizzy-ness. We had to take him to A and E to get his arm wrapped in a sling and recieve some pain killers. As we were packing up the caravans, we had heard that another biker had come off and broken his leg. This race was a painful one! Thankfully, we managed to get everything packed up in good time and left for the hospital. Luckily Neal had no other injuries, however we were told Neal could look forward to about 5 weeks of excruciating pain. Hopefully he recovers soon, so no doubt he can get back on his bike and race once again!

It was a brilliant yet stressful experience!

Thinking of you Neal!

Chloe Hannah Beaumont xxxx

One week remaining..

Hello everyone!

So, i leave for University in a week! I have mixed emotions on this, i can't wait to get started and meet everyone, becoming more independent and what-not. However i am also going to struggle leaving my family, especially my mum :( .

It's going to be an emotional day next Saturday-nervous, upset and very exciting!

I'll let you know how it goes, Wish me luck! ;)

Chloe Hannah Beaumont xxx

Chris Brown Uproar...again!

Chris brown's new tattoo (WENN)

The picture you see above you is the newest tattoo printed on the famous artist Chris Brown's neck. This tattoo caused an uproar in the news and twitter. The public have seen the bizarre tattoo, and notice a similarity with the picture of the famous singer Rhianna that was leaked in 2009, after she was disgracefully beaten up by Brown.

According to the tattoo artist Peter Koskela, the rumours on this tattoo have been a 'real blow' to him. Koskela stated "I would never print anything harmful, or anything deemed racial, violent or gang related". According to the artist, brown wanted a 'mexican sugar skull'.

However, the public disagree and believe that the picture is too close to that of the beaten pop star and is a disgrace. People have lost even more respect for Chris Brown because of his latest Tattoo.

The questions that need to be answered, by Brown himself are: Is it a picture of Rhianna's beaten face? Or is it just a picture of a beaten woman? Either way, the star clearly has bad taste when it comes to his tattoo's, perhaps he should have thought about the picture before he had it inked into his skin!

I used to be a fan of Chris Brown, more than that, i adored the man. However over the past few years i have seen a disturbing side to him related to anger and arrogance.

I believe the singer should have thought about his choice of tattoo before he had it inked. He has lost even more fans because of this silly, outrageous mistake, it will take a lot of convincing before the public decide that the tattoo isn't offencive to women, or Rhianna herself. I think the ink is quite demeaning to women because it looks like Brown has a picture of a beaten female on his neck. The tattoo is disgusting and Brown needs to think about his actions, and the sensitivity of the public before he inks crazy pictures onto his body!

What are your thoughts?
Chloe Hannah Beaumont xx

( Please note:  Qoutes researched/found on the Entertainment wise website)

The Whisper Community

Have you ever heard of the online Whisper Community? No? You're missing out.

The Whisper Community is a group of people of all ages and races who come together and make "Whisper" video's on YouTube. Some even have their own websites all about 'whispering'. The purpose of the videos is to help people sleep, gain confidence and feel relaxed. I find the videos very relaxing when i have a lot on my mind at night. I just put my headphones in and listen to people take you away. Sometimes they act out role plays, such as relaxing spa days or they just have a general chat about their day in a very calming voice.

My favourite 'whisperer' would be TheOneLillum on YouTube. She is an extremely talented person, who tries her very hardest to relax you, sometimes she is that good i fall asleep half way through the video! The whisper community is a very helpful community of people, who take time out of their day to help others relax and feel better about themselves. They are very inspirational in my opinion and have helped me to sleep, or inspired me to be more confident and believe in myself.

If you suffer from insomnia or struggle to get relaxed before you sleep, you should seriously have a browse on you tube at the videos. There are many different people and types of videos within the community that are certain to meet your needs and help you to get a good nights sleep!

Check it out!
Chloe Hannah Beaumont xx

Hong Kong the city of Smog...

My Hong Kong Adventure...


During my travels back from New Zealand to the UK, me and my family (except my sister, who stayed in New Zealand) decided to stay in Hong Kong to split the flight home instead of enduring a full 27 hours on a plane.

We were extremely well accommodated in the Sky City Marriott Hotel, Tung Chung. I have to say it was the most amazing hotel i think i will ever stay in. Struggling with fatigue we arrive at the hotel in the early hours of the Chinese, cold morning. As soon as we exited the bus from the hotel, we were greeted by a well dressed man who fluently spoke English and grabbed all of hour belongings. We then were politely and quickly checked into the hotel and on our way to the rooms. My dad chose to stay on the smoking floor with my brother ( where it is legal to smoke in your hotel room....very old fashioned, and the floor smelt rotten). However me and my mum vacated to the next floor up in the hotel, exited the very shiny elevator and walked to our room. The floor was quite and clean. You could see your reflection in the walls and doors of the hotel corridor it was that clean! We place our room card into the key slot, and opened the large heavy door with difficulty ( it was very early morning, we had just left Jess, my sister, in New Zealand and we were also very jet lagged from a 13 hour flight, everything we did was with great effort).

The room was amazing, two large single beds, which in my opinion were double-sized, stood calling our name with pure white duvets and squishy pillows. The room consisted of a massive window that covered the entire wall, a small black desk with a phone, bible and lamp situated on top. The room was clean and fresh smelling, and just the right temperature. It was amazing.  I walked, with difficulty, to the bed and crashed. The bed was a wonderful heaven of pure comfort, freshness and bounciness. Honestly, i suggest you go all the way to Hong Kong, just to sleep in the beds of the Marriott Hotel for at least one night, you have not felt pure comfort otherwise.

Eventually, we all managed to relax a little and fall asleep. In the early hours of the morning, we all awoke hungry and feeling the time difference. However, we decided not to waste our one day in Hong Kong. After getting a small breakfast of egg on toast, due to being too tired to have an appetite, we journeyed into the town of Tung-Chung.  The town was small, filled with people and a little on the crazy side. Taxi's were flying around the roads not really caring how dangerous they were, the sky was dark and muggy. Fog followed you wherever you went and lurked low around the buildings. Tung-Chung was not a nice place. Sky-Scraping buildings were towering over you with people just waking up and hanging their washing over their balconies. The houses were tiny apartments that sat on top of each other, it was the strangest way of living i have ever seen! Not to mention that the town smelt. It was a smell i find difficult to describe, kind of like dirty air and unfamiliar foods that made your stomach churn. When we walked through the markets, all i could see was dead ducks and swans hanging from their necks on a hook ready to be sold. I have never felt so disturbed in my life. (If your a vegetarian, i advise you not to go to Hong Kong!)

After that we went to the city of Hong Kong it's self, taking a very futuristic train that was very fast, and actually spoke to you on your travels. The train was filled with busy-bodies getting ready for the day ahead of them. I must say the city was rather fascinating, it was dark and cramped...and you still had the lurking, frosty fog following you.  However, the city's architecture and technology was truly futuristic, you could tell Hong Kong was a rich city for shopping and business men. A strange, mysterious place indeed.

I realise that i was overwhelmed with fatigue, worry, sadness and excitement whilst i was in Hong Kong, and therefore i stay optimistic that the city itself has lots of potential..although i don't think ill be traveling back there anytime soon. (Its not my type of holiday destination, but hey! at least i can say i have been!)

Thanks all, i have more stories on Hong Kong if you would like to hear them?

Chloe Hannah Beaumont xx