Wednesday, 26 July 2017


Even with the dark days, the tears and the lack of belief in myself I’ve made it out the other side of my first year of sixth form and although it might sound big headed, I couldn’t be prouder of myself for being able to state that fact for you. I know many say that sixth form is possibly the hardest thing that they’ve ever done education wise but I can safely say that this year of sixth form has been possibly the hardest thing that I’ve ever done and will ever do. However, don’t let this put you off. Although it felt like this past school year has been absolutely awful there were some good times that came with it. I thought that I’d talk you through my year at sixth form and my overall experience of it. Let’s all head off on this adventure together.

When October 2015 came around I knew that it was time for me to start looking at sixth forms as well as applying to them. After being at my high school for five years, I knew it was time for a change, I felt that I’d gotten everything out of my high school that I could so I needed to go somewhere new in order to find what I needed. That’s when I attended an Open Evening for the sixth form that I’m currently attending. I felt like I fitted in there, the teachers who were going to be teaching my A Levels (English Literature, English Language and History) all seemed wonderful and the way that the sixth form was run made me feel really comfortable. In the end, it was the only sixth form that I applied for because it was where I knew I wanted to go and settling wasn’t an option for me. Results day came around and luckily, I got the grades that I needed.

For the first couple of weeks, I really struggled, moving schools was actually a lot more difficult for me than I’d originally thought. I’d left all my friends who I’d been to school with since the age of four, the step up from GCSE’s to A Level’s really is as big as they say and I was thrown into a situation in which everyone had been friends with each other for years. I felt like the tiniest fish in the biggest ocean imaginable. However, slowly I started to settle.  I made friends with quite a few people, my teachers seemed to like me and the idea of getting on the public bus every morning was not nearly as terrifying as I thought it would be.

My confidence was on an up; I didn’t feel nervous to put my hand up during lessons, I didn’t feel awkward asserting myself in a conversation and even though it might seem insignificant but for the first time in about three years I felt comfortable going to school without an ounce of makeup on my face. Genuinely, I felt like I belonged at my sixth form and that I’d made the decision that I had. Then rock bottom came. I think I hit rock bottom harder than anyone has before, I might have possibly broken rock bottom at the pace that I hit it. There we a lot of things that led to this, both personal and sixth form based but it really knocked my confidence. I couldn’t get out of bed for two weeks straight and then a further week, I just hated going and really felt like giving on sixth form altogether.

Friends started to disappear, grades started slipping and attendance was shocking, however, my teachers didn’t give up on me. They really have helped me through the remainder of this year and do fairly okay in my exams which I for sure thought I was going to fail. I’m not going to lie, it’s hard truth time, I don’t particularly enjoy going to sixth form – I find it really difficult, not so much education wise but instead people wise. I have friends but I just never particularly feel comfortable anymore. I’m hoping that these six weeks give me time to refresh and I face September with a different attitude.

Sixth form isn’t easy, there’s no hiding that fact. It’s one of the toughest periods of time during anyone’s education but if you can find the right people who will be there to support you then it does make it that tiny bit easy. Without the help of the teachers and friends that I’ve had this past year I genuinely don’t think I’d still be at sixth form.

Although I’ve found sixth form difficult there have been some amazing opportunities that I’ve been given this past school year that I would never have gotten if I hadn’t moved schools. Some of my highlights include being a mentor to some of the younger years which will help on my personal statement, meeting possibly one of the best humans ever who has now become an extremely close friend of mine and finally I got to go see Matilda in the West End. There is another blog post to come all about my trip to London but without the sixth form I’m at it would’ve been unlikely that I’d ever be able to go and see Matilda, let alone in the West End. It was possibly one of the best trips that I’ve ever been on and was an amazing way to end the school year.

I don’t know what the future holds in regards to sixth form but right now I’m just glad that I’ve finished my first year and am glad that I have these six weeks to refresh and gather my thoughts.

If you've just finished your first year at sixth form, how do you think that you did?

Friday, 21 July 2017


I finally, finally completed my first year of sixth form! Cue the congratulatory music and all that jazz. In order to celebrate the upcoming summer holidays, I thought that I'd share with you all of the books that I'm planning on reading. Some of these are for English Literature coursework, however, most of them are for pleasure or leisure, maybe both. Instead of telling you what the books are about in my own words I thought that I would tell you all about the books through the power of Goodreads. If you're a book addict then I highly recommend that you get a Goodreads account. After setting up an account you can save the books you've read, the books you want to read and the books that you're currently reading. It's literally like an online library.

The Girl On The Train by Paula Hawkins
Rachel takes the same commuter train every morning and night. Every day she rattles down the track, flashes past a stretch of cozy suburban homes, and stops at the signal that allows her to daily watch the same couple breakfasting on their deck. She’s even started to feel like she knows them. Jess and Jason, she calls them. Their life—as she sees it—is perfect. Not unlike the life she recently lost.
And then she sees something shocking. It’s only a minute until the train moves on, but it’s enough. Now everything’s changed. Unable to keep it to herself, Rachel goes to the police. But is she really as unreliable as they say? Soon she is deeply entangled not only in the investigation but in the lives of everyone involved. Has she done more harm than good?

The Stone Gods by Jeanette Winterson
On the airwaves, all the talk is of the new blue planet - pristine and habitable, like our own 65 million years ago, before we took it to the edge of destruction. And off the air, Billie and Spike are falling in love. What will happen when their story combines with the world's story.

Red Queen by Victoria Aveyard
This is a world divided by blood – red or silver.
The Reds are commoners, ruled by a Silver elite in possession of god-like superpowers. And to Mare Barrow, a seventeen-year-old Red girl from the poverty-stricken Stilts, it seems like nothing will ever change.
That is, until she finds herself working in the Silver Palace. Here, surrounded by the people she hates the most, Mare discovers that, despite her red blood, she possesses a deadly power of her own. One that threatens to destroy the balance of power.
Fearful of Mare’s potential, the Silvers hide her in plain view, declaring her a long-lost Silver princess, now engaged to a Silver prince. Despite knowing that one misstep would mean her death, Mare works silently to help the Red Guard, a militant resistance group, and bring down the Silver regime.
But this is a world of betrayal and lies, and Mare has entered a dangerous dance – Reds against Silvers, prince against prince, and Mare against her own heart.

Assassin's Apprentice by Robin Hobb
Young Fitz is the bastard son of the noble Prince Chivalry, raised in the shadow of the royal court by his father’s gruff stableman. He is treated as an outcast by all the royalty except the devious King Shrewd, who has him secretly tutored in the arts of the assassin. For in Fitz’s blood runs the magic Skill—and the darker knowledge of a child raised with the stable hounds and rejected by his family.
As barbarous raiders ravage the coasts, Fitz is growing to manhood. Soon he will face his first dangerous, soul-shattering mission. And though some regard him as a threat to the throne, he may just be the key to the survival of the kingdom.

Royal Assassin by Robin Hobb
Fitz has survived his first hazardous mission as king’s assassin, but is left little more than a cripple. Battered and bitter, he vows to abandon his oath to King Shrewd, remaining in the distant mountains. But love and events of terrible urgency draw him back to the court at Buckkeep, and into the deadly intrigues of the royal family.
Renewing their vicious attacks on the coast, the Red-Ship Raiders leave burned-out villages and demented victims in their wake. The kingdom is also under assault from within, as treachery threatens the throne of the ailing king. In this time of great danger, the fate of the kingdom may rest in Fitz’s hands—and his role in its salvation may require the ultimate sacrifice.

Girl Online Going Solo by Zoe Sugg
As Penny starts the school year she's ready to face the world - alone. Noah has gone off the radar after ending his world tour early and no one, including Penny, knows where he is. So when she accepts Megan's invitation to visit her performing arts school it seems like an opportunity to make some new friends.
Helping everyone else seems to be the right remedy - Elliot needs her friendship more than ever, and she meets Posey, who she can really help with her stage fright. But is charming Scottish boy Callum the right kind of distraction? And can Penny truly move on when Noah's shadow seems to haunt her round every corner?

The Road by Cormac McCarthy
A searing, post apocalyptic novel destined to become Cormac McCarthy’s masterpiece.
A father and his son walk alone through burned America. Nothing moves in the ravaged landscape save the ash on the wind. It is cold enough to crack stones, and when the snow falls it is gray. The sky is dark. Their destination is the coast, although they don’t know what, if anything, awaits them there. They have nothing; just a pistol to defend themselves against the lawless bands that stalk the road, the clothes they are wearing, a cart of scavenged food—and each other.

It's Not Me, It's You by Mhairi McFarlane
Delia Moss isn’t quite sure where she went wrong.
When she proposed and discovered her boyfriend was sleeping with someone else – she thought it was her fault.
When she realised life would never be the same again – she thought it was her fault.
And when he wanted her back life nothing had changed – Delia started to wonder if perhaps she was not to blame…
From Newcastle to London and back again, with dodgy jobs, eccentric bosses and annoyingly handsome journalists thrown in, Delia must find out where her old self went – and if she can ever get her back.

I Am Malala by Malala Yousafzai
I come from a country that was created at midnight. When I almost died it was just after midday.
When the Taliban took control of the Swat Valley in Pakistan, one girl spoke out. Malala Yousafzai refused to be silenced and fought for her right to an education.
On Tuesday, October 9, 2012, when she was fifteen, she almost paid the ultimate price. She was shot in the head at point-blank range while riding the bus home from school, and few expected her to survive. 
Instead, Malala's miraculous recovery has taken her on an extraordinary journey from a remote valley in northern Pakistan to the halls of the United Nations in New York. At sixteen, she has become a global symbol of peaceful protest and the youngest-ever Nobel Peace Prize laureate.
I Am Malala is the remarkable tale of a family uprooted by global terrorism, of the fight for girls' education, of a father who, himself a school owner, championed and encouraged his daughter to write and attend school, and of brave parents who have a fierce love for their daughter in a society that prizes sons.

So there it is the list of books that I'm hopefully *fingers crossed* going to read throughout the upcoming weeks. I might finish them all, I might not, who knows? I've at least got to finish two of these books for coursework purposes but there are a few of these that I desperately want to read. Here's hoping.

Wednesday, 19 July 2017


This morning I woke up to an extremely full notifications section on Twitter. This was because the lovely Liv from Liv Slack had nominated me for the Liebster Award. I was nominated for the Liebster Award back when I first started my blog so I had a vague idea of what it entailed. After a quick refresh, I’m ready to jump back into the Liebster Award blog post.

Here are the rules:
1) Answer the question you were asked
2) Tag 11 bloggers who have under 200 followers
3) Create 11 new questions for them

1) What do you love most about blogging?
This answer has changed throughout the years but I definitely think that no matter what I write about it’ll always help just one person, that’s a pretty great thing.

2) Instagram or Twitter?

3) Have you ever met somebody famous?
No I haven’t, but if I could I’d want to meet Leonardo DiCaprio or Sir David Attenborough; they’re my personal favourite famous people.

4) Where are you from?
Originally Cardiff, Wales.

5) What’s your favourite film?
Gosh, how can anyone answer this question? I’m a film junkie, there are just too many good ones!

6) Where do you love to shop the most?
New Look or Boohoo.

7) If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?
Definitely not anywhere exotic but I’d love to live in London.

8) Summer or Winter?

9) Do you plan on going to University?
Yes, I’ve gone to a couple of open days already and I have a University residential during the Summer holidays.

10) What’s your least favourite thing about blogging?
Feeling pressured to keep up a schedule, being in sixth form means my schedule is all over the place but I’m always worried that if I don’t upload a blog post at least once a week people are going to get angry.

11) How/why did you choose your blog name?
My original blog name and current URL is ‘My Crazy Beauty Journey’, I chose that because I was really starting to get into beauty when I started blogging. Now it’s ‘Chloe Marie’ because that’s my name.

I Nominate:
1) Olivia
(I couldn’t find 11)

My Questions For You:
1) Why did you start blogging?
2) Lipstick or Lipgloss?
3) Who inspires you?
4) What’s your go to outfit?
5) What’s your favourite place that you’ve visited?
6) If you could only eat one thing for the rest of your life what would it be?
7) Netflix or YouTube?
8) What’s your dream job?
9) What’s your favourite T.V. show?
10) Where do you see yourself in five years?
11) What’s your favourite thing about blogging?

Tuesday, 11 July 2017


Welcome, welcome let’s all settle in as I bring a new blog post to you today. With the sort of beginning of every month I like to bring you a round-up of all the photos that I uploaded onto my Instagram feed. This month is no different as I bring you my Instagram Diary from the month of June. Grab a cup of tea, a slice of cake and put your feet up as you take a few minutes staring at my face.

As always, I think that you should most definitely follow all of my social media but especially my Instagram – that way you can see all my photos when I upload them. If you’re not already following my Instagram, then click the link here to go straight to my feed. A cheeky little like and maybe even a comment always go a long way.

| grigio girl forever |

| these posts never get any easier to write....London my heart is breaking for you, there aren't enough words to sum up the cruel events that you endured last night. my heart, thoughts and prayers go out to you London. stay strong #PrayForLondon |

| we may sit in our library and yet be in all quarters of the earth, john lubbock |

| wishing for long train journeys to take me to unexplored cities |

| if the whole world was watching i'd still dance with you |

{ a year ago today i sat down in an english literature class and met this gal. my life hasn't been the same since, love you katie❤❤ }

[ we pretend to do a levels when we're really just taking naps💤 ]

So there it is, a collection of photos of my face from the past month. What are your Instagram handles? Leave them in a comment or tweet me with them, that way I can follow all of your beautiful faces.

Sunday, 9 July 2017


We're just over six months in. Even writing that is mind boggling to me. I mean it's been six months since I stood in my living room with my mum and my two sisters eagerly counting down the remaining ten seconds of 2016, anticipating the year that was ahead of us. At the start of a new year like many other people I like to make a set of 'resolutions' of sorts, however, this year I decided to call them goals and not make it my every waking moments task to complete these. If I did them, I did them and that was an accomplishment but if I didn't do them that wasn't to make me feel like a failure. I thought that today, seeing as we're half way through the year that I would do a little review on how I'm doing with all the goals that I set myself in January.

A Year Of Self Love.
I've found this one so difficult I almost scrapped it from my 2017 goals completely. Self-love was something that I was really intrigued by last year, and something that I was really focused on when January 1st came around. However, my life kind of fell to shit in the last couple of months, that's partly why I haven't been blogging, and I just felt so awful about myself that I knew that this wasn't how it was supposed to feel when try to complete a year of self-love. We’ve got just under six months left of this year, which I will be glad to see the back of but that doesn’t mean that I can’t still try out my self-love experiment. Here’s hoping.
Get Outside.
Mud has probably been spread over every single pair of shoes that I own now. Throughout the year so far me and my little sister have gone out a lot with my dad to various places within the National Forest and Calke Abbey, along with lots of other places, which means lots and lots of walking. At first I thought I was going to absolutely loathe this, however, these days have sometimes turned out to be some of the best days with picking up a meal deal from Tesco’s as well as way too many sweets, taking lots of pretty pictures and laughing until tears are streaming down our faces. I’ve really enjoyed taking really long walks with some of my favourite people, I hope to continue this with the summer holidays just around the corner.

Get The Cat Down To A Tee.
I have done rather well at this goal so far. As you all know if you read my original blog post about my 2017 goals, I couldn’t do cat flick eyeliner for the life of me, however, I am glad to report that slowly we’re getting there. It’s still a rather thick line at the moment. Personally, I quite like that look but I know that there’s definite room for improvement. To all of you pro’s out there what are some of your tips for the liner amateurs out there? The sooner I can get the flick down to a tee the better, then I can slay all day long.

Pass My Driving Test.
Sadly, this goal has been put on pause indefinitely. Not only are driving lessons CRAZY EXPENSIVE but there’s also been a lot going on in my personal life which has taken over absolutely everything in my life. I just think that it’s not worth the stress right now, I mean I’m not going to be able to drive straight away once I pass because I can’t afford a car. Maybe I’ll learn next year or during the summer of my first year of university. Who knows? Just right now it’s not one of my main priorities.

Don't Promise To Work Out.
This is a goal that I’ve kind of done a 360 turn on. Working out is something that I loathe, like many of the population, so I decided that working out wouldn’t be one of my priorities this year. Then I fell down the stairs because my hip cracked causing my leg to go out from under me, there was no damage though. To cut a long story short, I’ve been going to physiotherapy for a fair few months now in order to try and work up both the strength in my hips and my core strength. I’ve been going to a couple of exercises classes at the hospital in order to try and do this, so I’ve not been going in order to lose weight but I am noticing a difference along with all the walking I do. I’m still not too fond on the whole running thing yet.

We’ve got a bit of a mixed bag with some goals being much more complete than others, however, I’m not kicking myself for not completing all of them yet – we’ve still got a couple of months to go. Have you kept up the resolutions or goals that you set yourself at the start of the year?