Bubblegum Pink Dreamworld II
Why, hello there!
Apologies for the lame greeting, I just spent a whole three minutes thinking of an alternative and came up short. Now that we’ve got that out the way, I’ll crack on with saying all the words I came on here to say.
I’ve been thinking a lot recently about what I want out of this blog, besides fame and adoration (obvs). I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m just going to write whatever the hell I feel like writing and hope (with all my toes and fingers crossed) I don’t make any huge mistakes. My true hope is that someone can find this little pink website and get even a small bit of comfort from it.
To kick off this writing-whatever-the-hell-I-want-but-still-being-mindful-of-other-people thing, I thought I’d go back to my roots. By roots, I mean taking inspiration from 2014 Lily. And by taking inspiration, I mean writing a list about myself like 2014 Lily did. And by writing a list, I mean I can’t be bothered to write eloquently in prose.
Full warning, you will need to read the list I wrote when I was 15 (linked above) to understand this.
Here’s an updated list of stuff about me:
1. My full name is still Lily Grace Copping, funnily enough. Not married yet and probably never will be, considering my career choice and narcissistic tendencies.
2. I have had 19 years experience breathing. I now would not need to google whether newborn babies breathe, I don’t think. Glad my medical degree is getting some use.
3. I still love the colour pink unashamedly. I got a pink stethoscope for Christmas, because if I’m going to be a doctor I’m bloody well going to do it in true Lily style.
4. I’m disappointed 2014 Lily was so aware of how boring her list was. I would have expected more childish naiveté.
5. I’m a bloody feminist. 2017 Lily doesn’t mince her words. I could, and do, still spend hours talking about it.
6. I still believe in God. I also believe in spirituality and don’t believe in Hell. I sometimes read my horoscope.
7. My favourite foods are spaghetti, almond croissants and courgette. Welcome to Super Middle Class Lily!
8. I actually am still pesketarian, but had a 1.5 year lapse so not as good at it now. Currently doing Veganuary and missing cheese.
9. This is a big change for me! I’ve slowly but surely morphed into an online shopping zombie, which I’m not proud of. Still love a good charity shop though, especially the ones with tonnes of old M&S cardigans. What is with that?
10. I still play guitar but literally haven’t improved since I wrote this first list. No joke. Still sing a lot, but only to my housemates and friends who just love it. No acting anymore, in fact I’ve actually joined The Dark Side (aka backstage). I see painting props and sets as free therapy.
11. My four brothers are still very much…brotherly. All quite big now and all frustrating in their own special ways. Side note: do IKEA put something ‘extra’ into their meatballs because my brothers eat them like it’s going out of fashion. Which they never will, because well, meatballs. Oh crap, pesketarian. *Rubs temples and whispers “Meat Is Sin”*
12. Abi is now 9 years old, which makes sense because maths.
13. This will never end because, as you’d know if you’d read the intro, I’m a narcissist.
14. My music taste has not changed. At. All. Perhaps more Carol King and Dixie Chicks now, to give the illusion I’m coming of age in the 90s.
15. My channel still has only one video so I’m afraid I didn’t become the Youtube Star my mum thought I would.
Ah, so that’s it! Here’s a quick list of other things that have happened but couldn’t quite squeeze into that format:
1. Mum has finished chemotherapy!
2. I cut my hair after years of threatening I would. Mum cried.
3. I was interviewed for the Telegraph about sexual harassment. All fun and games until I realised my legs and hands were in shot which, as you’ll see, I didn’t intend on.
ps. hair and pink stethoscope proof:
hey! i'm an 21 year old medical student (currently intercalating in anthropology) living it up in east london! i spend my spare time playing dixie chicks on guitar (badly), attempting to do yoga and turning it up at my church.