You Know I Like You

You know I like you if I give you my undivided attention. You know I like you if I ignore you.

You know I like you when I am always nice to you. You know I like you when I constantly tease you.

You know I like you when I laugh at your jokes. You know I like you when I dead out your jokes and tell you that you’re not funny.

You know I like you when I smile at you. You know I like you when I frown at you.

You know I like you when I’m always positive around you. You know I like you when I always complain about things around you.

You know I like you when I talk a lot around you. You know I like you when I’m really quiet around you.

You know I like you when I remember every little fact about you. You know I like you when I literally forget you name.

You know I like you when I complement you. You know I like you when I don’t comment on your new haircut when I probably noticed.

You know I like you when I have cyber stalked and professionally preed every social media account you own. You know I like you when I don’t like any of your pictures on Instagram or retweet any of your tweets on twitter.

You know I like you when I know what subject you have at what period. You know I like you when I ask what subjects you do when you told me just yesterday.

 

I guess what I’m trying to say is that, you probably wouldn’t know if I liked you. Only I would know. But I probably like you. I like everyone. 

 

 

Thank for reading. I was having a really girlish moment earlier this week, and felt like sharing a snapshot of my daily thought process. I’m not saying every girl is like this, I’m just saying I am.

Peace&Love.

Paula ox’

10 reasons why I would not go on I’m a Celeb

To the wonderful people who have not yet had the divine pleasure of watching or knowing of the show, I’m a Celebrity… Get Me Out of Here! allow me the honour of introducing it to you. I’m a Celebrity… Get Me Out of Here (I’m a Celeb) is a British reality TV show, where ‘celebrities’ are taken to a jungle in Australia to stay for a couple of weeks. They have to do creepy, scary challenges, such as eat bugs, just in order to win food. Honestly, it is one of my guilty pleasures. Absolutely love it.

Most of the time, the ‘celebrities’ are people that were on some show that only had one series about six years ago, or were in a band that had one hit about fifteen years before I was born. Basically, people who were once relevant and are no longer relevant, so they go on the show to try to become famous once again! Lovely. Shout out to the amazingly brilliant ITV producers who manage to make us, the Great British TV viewing public, tune in every night (or record the whole series then watch it in one go, if you are like me) with their fantastic writing. You guys are the real MVPs.

So, I was watching the show and wondering whether or not I would do I’m a celeb, you know, if I ever got famous. To be perfectly honest, I do not think I could ever bring myself to do it, and here are 10 reasons why;

1. I would spend most of my time fangirling (adjective: obsessing and acting crazy in the presence of a famous person/people) over Ant and Dec and that one lone relevant celebrity that IS actually famous and everyone ACTUALLY knows who they are. But mostly Ant and Dec. Sorry but they are freaking legends. I would honestly just stand there, wide-eyed, gawping and grinning at them (I bet I’m taller than Dec). They would actually kick me off the show as soon as I got there.

2. This is probably a big reason – I am scared of everything. Literally everything, I am not even exaggerating. From that first step into Australia (Actually, how would I get to Australia,  I’m scared of planes) I would be terrified. I would probably cry. A lot. I’d probably do a Gillian (if you know, you know;)

3. I would find everyone irritating as hell. I would get into so many arguments. Not because I’m argumentative but because in that kind of environment, anything and everything would annoy you. And it is the kind of thing where you can’t even walk away, trying to be the be the bigger person and everything. Like, where could you go? To the shower? Toilet?

4. The idea of cameras watching and following your every move freaks me out. I always say I want my life to be made into a reality tv show, but honestly I wouldn’t really. In the jungle, you can’t even discretely pick your nose without it becoming news in the Metro back home. Stress.

5. This one links with number 4 but I honestly think it is so significant it deserves its own number. Number five: the fact that women are constantly filmed parading in bikinis or showering or sun-bathing. I understand that here in England, we get no sun so the excitement of feeling the suns rays in Aus is overwhelming but this still bamboozles me. Obviously, no disrespect to the women, because they are obviously allowed to do what ever they want to. Some of these ‘celebrities’ are married, some have kids. And now their husbands have shared their wives, and their kids have shared their mother, with the entire male population of the UK. I couldn’t do it to the future beau. Other than that, how are they comfortable knowing that the whole country is judging their bodies. The whole country is deciding on who shouldn’t have had that extra jam doughnut on the helicopter ride into camp, and who evidently had spent weeks living in the gym prior. I just could not do that to myself.

6. I am much too awkward to go on the show. This is a real problem, please dear reader, take this seriously. You know that bit where the celebrities are meeting for the first time, with their guarded smiles, polite handshakes and unsure hugs – yeah, that, I couldn’t do that bit. My introduction would be a mixed of statements similar to, but in no way exclusive to;

“Hi, I’m Paula. Yes, the Paula of telly.”

“No. No, I swear I AM actually famous.”

“So, who are you then?”

“Omds, my mum used to watch you on telly. Before I was born. Wait.. Was it TV or radio? I think it might have been newspaper.”

“Wow! I remember you! You look so… different in real life.”

“I used to love you when I was much younger.”

“Do you have Twitter? Follow me when we get out if here. Oh… Instagram then? Okay, ask your granddaughter to instead.”

You see, I just haven’t mastered the art of small talk and conversation yet.

7. I am quite picky about what I eat and drink so I would probably just starve. They have meals like Ostrich and Emu – am I a goat to be eating that, please? I would fully eat rice, beans and porridge every single day. And to drink, they ways give them ‘treats’ of alcohol. “Do this challenge and everyone gets a beer” – but I don’t freaking drink and I don’t freaking want a beer, so that is a waste of my participation, to be perfectly honest. I would probably ask for mango juice, or apple if they didn’t have mango.

8. I would probably have super crazy mood swings due to lack of better food than beans, rice and porridge. I do not deal with hunger very well.

9. Feeling obligated to say, I would probably miss my family and friends. I would end up crying every other hour, moaning about how I miss my dog. And I am not a pretty crier.

10. Finally, the biggest reason why I probably would not and could not go on I’m a Celeb is that my mum probably wouldn’t let me. She saw a snake make a cameo on the show once and assumes the show is of the devil (obviously). My family would probably disown me, then tell everyone at church to disown me. That would be bad.

So there you have it, ten perfectly legitimate excuses reasons why I could never and would never do I’m a Celeb, even though I love watching it. But then again, the money…

 

I hope you enjoyed this post. I had a lot of fun writing it. Do not take anything I have said too seriously, it was a joke. Mainly ;)

Peace&Love.

Paula ox’

40 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME

I did this a year ago and now I’m doing 40 facts to add to it. I hope you find this at least mildly entertaining.

  1. I am the eldest of four children; I have two younger sisters and one younger brother.
  2. I have a pet dog called Rolfie. He is 9 months old and we’ve had him since he was 6 months old. He hates dog food and strangers. (He is smelling me while I write this.)
  3. I’m not a party person. I’d literally prefer to stay at home than go out, most of the time.
  4. I love make -up, especially eye make-up.
  5. I’ve been blogging for over two years.
  6. I can’t ride a bike.
  7. My first published piece was a poem I wrote when I was 12.
  8. I’ve worked in the government.
  9. Both my parents are lawyers, ministers and authors. My mum is also a councillor in our local council.
  10. I love animated movies.
  11. I love cooking, but I can get extremely cranky if people bother me whilst I’m in my cooking zone.
  12. I’ve been singing in my church choir since I was 9/10
  13. My favourite colour is purple.
  14. RomComs are the best.
  15. I can be quite a loud person if I’m feeling comfortable but I generally hate unnecessary noise.
  16. I love education and learning but hate school.
  17. I got to sleep before 10pm most nights.
  18. I am a born again Christian and I strongly believe in God.
  19. Jesus is my life. My life is Jesus.
  20. I use twitter and Instagram way too much – (@PaulaPaceSetter)
  21. I have a complicated relationship with food.
  22. I let my age limit me in life for a long time.
  23. I find people who are similar to me extremely annoying, but at the same time they usually become my closest friends.
  24. I have poor eyesight and therefore have prescribed glasses that I never really wear.
  25. I love gospel music; it is so uplifting.
  26. I became a YouTuber in Summer 2014.
  27. The only countries I have been to are Nigeria, Belgium, France and Wales, and obviously England, which is where I live.
  28. I can be such a fangirl, but I hide it relatively well.
  29. When I become friends with someone I am also committed to helping them or supporting them. Due to this, I am still friends with people I met 10 years ago.
  30. I usually prefer covers to the original song.
  31. I hate swearing with a passion.
  32. I have strong opinions about certain topics, and I am not easily persuaded.
  33. I hate going to the cinema.
  34. I have more girl friends than guy friends but tend to be closer with my guy friends than girl friends.
  35. I don’t like boybands.
  36. I don’t drink fizzy drinks or alcohol, I only like juice.
  37. Ice cream is my kryptonite.
  38. Young people are my passion and I spend most of my time trying to positively impact young people’s life.
  39. Recently, I’ve decided I want to be a presenter, after presenting a talent show and showcase, as well as a journalist; Benny Bonsu is my inspiration when it comes to journalism and presenting.
  40. I am NOT an outdoorsy person but in Summer 2014 I went to Wales, where I climbed up a waterfall, I climbed inside dark tunnels inside a mountain and came out at the top, I went camping, I went canoeing and I jumped into a freezing lake even though I can’t swim. I literally still can’t believe that I did all of that.

Peace&Love.

Paula ox’

Why smoking is a gross habit

Smoking is such a disgusting, repulsive habit that I literally cannot stand. This post is not to say that Smokers themselves are bad people, because I genuinely don’t believe that they are. This post is to highlight how bad the habit is.

In the UK, over 10 MILLION people smoke, and sadly, 200,000 children between the ages on 11 and 15 smoke too. Two thirds of smokers start smoking before 18 and are totally hooked by the time they become fully grown adults. (ASH.org.uk, 2014)

A lot of young people smoke nowadays, which is something I say full of regret. There is this brand-new phenomenon called ‘social smoking’, which is where (and I quote) you don’t really smoke but if you’re with your friends and they’re smoking, then you’ll smoke. Is it only me who finds that stupidly immature and amazingly ridiculous? If you’re going to smoke, smoke because you want to, not because your friend asked you too (not that you should smoke, anyway).

This phenomenon has swept the nation, causing smoking areas to be added to colleges (which I am also against, by the way). It feels like these students are practically back at primary school where the popular girl or boy says everyone should wear a red scarf or says everyone shouldn’t play with someone and everyone listens, because they were all mindless sheep (Sorry but that’s how my primary and high school experiences were, I don’t know about you guys). It is ridiculous.

In all seriousness, peer pressure can really be a huge battle to fight against. You can feel different and isolated when you don’t smoke, especially if all your friends do. This can feel terrible, there is no denying that, but seriously, peer pressure is no excuse. Every year, 100,000 smokers die due to their addiction (ASH.org.uk, 2014). Sorry to be blunt, but you will NOT take your friend who introduced you to smoking with you to the grave. You’ll just take yourself.

Cigarettes don’t taste nice (I’m totally guessing because I have NEVER tried one and I don’t plan on trying one), so the reason for trying one and starting the habit is because someone first offered you one and you thought, “ooh better accept it because I don’t want to look like a loser. It’s only one ciggie and Mum isn’t here so she’ll never know.” My smoking friends have never been brave enough to try and offer me a cigarette because they know I’d probably stuff it up their nose. But, I do understand how tempting this may seem to someone who is totally reliant on what people think about them. Fair enough. I just want you to believe me entirely when I say, your real friends would respect you even if you choose to not smoke with them. If they make you feel downgraded because you don’t join them, they are not real friends. Period.

How do you guys even afford it? I’ve always wondered that. I used to know this girl who was so addicted to smoking that she would steal money from her mum’s purse. Then she got to the age where she could work, and began looking for a job so she could fuel her addition. Crazy. Just obsessive.

My tip to not falling for the craze of smoking is to be sure of yourself. If you say to yourself, “I won’t smoke.” then no one can make you smoke (unless they stuffed it in your mouth, then I would call the police because I’m pretty sure that is called assault). But to help yourself, trying and stay away from areas where everyone around you is smoking. You become a second-hand smoker (don’t even get me started on second hand smoking! I hate when everyone is blowing smoke in your face, like ‘mate, if I wanted to smoke and kill myself with you, I would have asked!’). Just don’t put yourself in the situation where you feel pushed to do something you don’t want to do, and don’t put yourself in the scene where you look abnormal because you aren’t doing what everyone else is doing. Just don’t do that to yourself.

(Source: http://www.ash.org.uk/files/documents/ASH_93.pdf)

Random question: is it true that smoking can turn your lips black? *gags*

 

I hope you enjoyed reading this post. I wrote this because someone asked me how I managed to not give in to peer pressure and join the large smokers community based at my college. I tried to make it funny (well, I wouldn’t say tried. I just am, lol) because it’s such a serious topic that talking about it makes it seem like I’m ranting and deliberately attacking people who smoke, because I really am not. I am so passionate about young people and it hurts to see young people literally cutting their lives in half because of a 10cm stick. It really hurts. So take this as advice and inspiration and not as rebuke.

 

Peace&Love.

Paula ox’

I met young MP Chuka Umunna and I was inspired

So, when it comes to politics, I usually have no view. I don’t really know a lot about it, although I am starting to learn.

My mum is a committed member of the Labour Party. Now when I say committed, I mean committed. Like, she goes campaigning with her ‘crew’ on frosty Saturday mornings – she’s dedicated.

On Saturday 11th of January 2014, I decided to tag along with her to one of her Labour campaigns. They were handing out leaflets outside a shopping centre in a neighbouring ward. I was standing in the background, totally freezing, but totally loving the whole atmosphere and vibe. These people are genuinely passionate about their cause and want people to hear them out. They didn’t force people to listen to them, they simply explained what they believed and left people to make up their own minds. I respect that. I feel like, people should be given the information then left to choose what they believe or what they want to do with the information they received. That’s why I try to not shove my opinion down anyone’s throats (‘try’ being a significant word).

After about an hour, Chuka Umunna turned up. For those of you that don’t know (and you really should know, by the way) Chuka is a British politician, Member of Parliament (MP) for Streatham (since 2010) and the Shadow Business Secretary (since 2011). He’s kind of a big deal. My mum was seriously excited about him being there because he’s half Nigerian and from the same tribe as my family. My mum totally used him as a subject for a ‘if he can do it, you can do it’ lecture which I pretty much heard the WHOLE day but I can’t really complain. It was inspiring, especially concerning how humble he was.

Now everything I say, I say with good intentions so hear me out. Many (note how I said ‘many’, NOT all) Black, Asian, coloured, non-white or whatever you like to call yourselves people like to use their race and background as an excuse and as a reason to not succeed and to not do well in life. Many like to blame racism or the government or the police or pretty much anyone, for the reasons they are not succeeding. You guys have got to get over it. I’m not saying racism is finished, because I’m pretty sure it still exists. But for goodness sakes, we’re in a generation that has seen a Black president of the United States of America – place where racism, years ago, was horrendous – for two bloody terms. Come on now. What I’m saying is that I never ever ever believe that your colour, background or any aspect of you is a reason why you aren’t who you want to be and isn’t any indication as to why you aren’t where you desire. Get over that ‘pity me and my people’ attitude. Without being all cliché and cheesy, the only obstacle that can be a huge hindrance in your way, is you and your mind-set. That’s something I learnt YEARS ago.

Did you think it was easy for a young high school girl, living in London (a city with 8.3 million other people with dreams and hopes just like her) to randomly start a blog nearly two years ago, where she could share her love for writing and inspiring people? I had a million-and-one reasons as to why I shouldn’t do it. I had pressure to focus and get good grades at school. I had pressure to be social with my friends and be popular (and all that nonsense). I had pressure to know what I want to be when I grow up, career-wise (to be perfectly honest, I’m not even sure now, something to do with writing, I think). I was confused about who to tell about my blog, how would people take it? I was worried I wouldn’t even get views. Simply put, I was confused and worried and scared and anxious, but I went for it. And here I am.

I’m not sure where I am headed and I’m not sure what I’m going to be, but one thing I am sure about is I’ll work hard all of the time, and at the end I will succeed, and I plan on bringing my friends and family along this journey with me.

The other day I was reading the Bible on my Bible app (technology can be really great), when I came across a Bible verse that is totally perfect for this post: Proverbs 10:4 (CEB) says; Laziness brings poverty; hard work makes one rich.

This verse explains that being hard working is a positive thing in a person and makes you rich, physically rich (money and all that good stuff) or emotional and mentally rich, were you are content with life and feel like you’re a functioning, profitable addition to society and to the world. But obviously, don’t work too hard. Leave time for fun. I’m lucky because this blog is both work and fun.

The feature image is a picture my mum took of Chuka and I. She asked permission from him directly to take the photo, so I’m assuming I have permission to post it on my blog (awks if I don’t). AND I’d like to thank Chuka for inspiring me and reminding me of what I first wanted to do myself. Inspire people.

I’d also like to remind you, I follow no political party. My mother just happened to support Labour, and I went to the campaign, just to support her. But, I definitely agree with some of the Labour Party’s ideology. (Torrie fans, please don’t hate me) It’s only just occurred to me, most of you readers are not living in the UK. Please don’t be put off by the fact that you don’t understand British politics, because truth be told, I don’t either. Just be inspired by my overall message, which is work hard.

Well, this was one of my favourites. I’ve been distracted for long time on here, but I’m back on track!

Peace&Love.

Paula ox’

Team healthy living

People say I always have phases in life when I’m obsessed with a particular thing, activity, music, artist etc for a while, then I get bored of it and move on. As sad and childish as that makes me sound, it is so true.

I’m laughing because on the 25th of September 2012, I wrote a post about healthy living and that phase of mine lasted like a week, maybe even less.

But now, I’m a lot more grown up so I’d like to believe I mean it for real this time.

Ever since the first day of the year, I have made a conscious effort to eat healthier. i must say, I was a relatively healthy person beforehand, because I don’t eat a lot (which is really hard to believe since I am always talking about food and complaining about being hungry lol), but this year I hope to improve my relationship with food. I used to eat really irregularly, skipping meals and bingeing. BUT NO MORE.

So far I’ve managed to stay on track, but since college is back the real challnege is back too. Part of my healthy living also, I do a 25 minitue walk every morning to college and a 25 minute walk back (so nearly an hour of walking a day which is the only nit of excersie I do).

Let’s see how that works out, lovelies:’)

Peace&Love.

Paula ox’