First of all, i must apologise for the lack of blogging i have been doing. It is really difficult to find something to blog about every day and if im honest, i dont have the time to do it everyday.
I will try from now on to blog everyday although i can not make any promises.
So, another reason why i might not have blogged is because I have been contently writing in my diary. I mean a blog is good to let out your thoughts and feelings, but because some things are too personal to write down here, i use my diary to record these thoughts.
It is good, i believe to write down your thoughts and feelings because sometimes you feel as if you cannot talk to anyone about them. Sometimes, even if you have the best friends ever, it is just too personal/embarassing/shocking to tell them about certain stuff.
Keeping a diary allows me to also write down all the stuff that is worrying me, all the stuff that has annoyed me and all of the stuff i've been told not to tell others.
Anyway, i wish you all a Happy Easter! Don't eat too much chocolate! (I'll have a difficult time doing that, i only got one egg, such a crime!)
Sunday, 24 April 2011
Wednesday, 20 April 2011
Sunbathing, More! and Man Facts
Determined, i gathered all the items necessary for a day in the garden. Although it's only April, it was surprisingly hot today and it was the perfect opportunity to get some sun and to work on my tan.
11am, and I am setting out the garden sunlounger thing, and to test it is put out correctly i sit on it. I tilt the back and feel as if im going to fall off it backwards, luckily today i did not.
Then, grabbing an orange juice with ice, my trusty more! magazine,my tanning spray and my ipod with all the latest tunes i make myself comfortable on the seat. Ahhh this is the life i remember thinking.
After about an hour, i turn the last page of the magazine. Men overheard it reads. Guarenteed to make me giggle to myself evey week, this page includes some stupid stuff women have heard men say, my favourite one this week being;
Girl one: Where did you get that dress?
Girl Two: Karen Milan
Guy: Does she know you have it?
This is proof that guys as well as girls have 'blonde' moments and it is rather hilarious to read about.
Come to think about it, some of my own mates which are guys have moments of their own such as this one;
( in more! there is a page dedicated to facts about men, obviously being called man facts)
Me: Ooo Man Facts!
Guy: What are man facts?
Me: Urm, facts about men
Guy: Ohh
oh how i do love my mates!
11am, and I am setting out the garden sunlounger thing, and to test it is put out correctly i sit on it. I tilt the back and feel as if im going to fall off it backwards, luckily today i did not.
Then, grabbing an orange juice with ice, my trusty more! magazine,my tanning spray and my ipod with all the latest tunes i make myself comfortable on the seat. Ahhh this is the life i remember thinking.
After about an hour, i turn the last page of the magazine. Men overheard it reads. Guarenteed to make me giggle to myself evey week, this page includes some stupid stuff women have heard men say, my favourite one this week being;
Girl one: Where did you get that dress?
Girl Two: Karen Milan
Guy: Does she know you have it?
This is proof that guys as well as girls have 'blonde' moments and it is rather hilarious to read about.
Come to think about it, some of my own mates which are guys have moments of their own such as this one;
( in more! there is a page dedicated to facts about men, obviously being called man facts)
Me: Ooo Man Facts!
Guy: What are man facts?
Me: Urm, facts about men
Guy: Ohh
oh how i do love my mates!
Monday, 18 April 2011
Anger, Shopping and Humble Pie!
My first angry post, lovely. Normally, when i am typing i am a content person. Blogging gives me a chance to relax, and it means that i end up in a happy mood afterwards. But not this evening, oh no.
Firstly, after having a great day shopping and spending some cash, i expect to come home and have a relaxing evening, but instead i find that certain people decide they are going to be childish.
Not being funny, but im not the kind of person to back down. Just because someone may not like what im doing, im not going to change what im doing just to suit them. In my eyes, there are too many people in this world to try and keep everybody happy and it is an impossible task. It might sound selfish, but to be honest the only person you should aim to keep happy, is the person you know the best, Yourself!
If everyone changed to please someone else, you would never be pleased with what you do and therefore that is the reason that if i want to do something, you can be pretty sure that i will do it, life is too short to mess around worrying about others.
Of course, you have to ask yourself this question; would you back down if you were doing something someone else didnt like? Of course not. So just eat some humble pie and carry on!
Firstly, after having a great day shopping and spending some cash, i expect to come home and have a relaxing evening, but instead i find that certain people decide they are going to be childish.
Not being funny, but im not the kind of person to back down. Just because someone may not like what im doing, im not going to change what im doing just to suit them. In my eyes, there are too many people in this world to try and keep everybody happy and it is an impossible task. It might sound selfish, but to be honest the only person you should aim to keep happy, is the person you know the best, Yourself!
If everyone changed to please someone else, you would never be pleased with what you do and therefore that is the reason that if i want to do something, you can be pretty sure that i will do it, life is too short to mess around worrying about others.
Of course, you have to ask yourself this question; would you back down if you were doing something someone else didnt like? Of course not. So just eat some humble pie and carry on!
Deceit, Change and Toilet Roll
Until recently, i never listened to any other radio station. It was tuned in on my stereo ready for me to listen to pratically every day.
However, one day this station decided that it would get rid of all the DJ's i had grown to love, and although i tried to get used to these new people, it just wasn't the same.
Not only that, i grew tired of constantly listening to the same songs over and over again so i went for a search for a new radio station.
I'm very happy to say since i have tuned into Radio 1, i have not needed to change the station, i love it.
Radio 1 has also allowed me to develop my music taste, so instead of just having the main stream pop artists on my ipod, i now have artists such as Mumford&Sons, Noah and the Whale and so on.
The theme here is of course change. Sometimes change can be scary and of course it is different, it throws you out of your comfort zone, but it also opens you up to new experiences and change isn't something we can stop from happening. Right now, if you think about, there is some kind of change happening. Change can also be exciting, because it is something new and although at the time you feel great, especially in my case, after i made that change i wondered why i had put up with all that crap on the other radio station.
This can be applied to any situation you are in, whether it's changing schools, moving house or even just changing the brand of toilet roll you use, we should all see both the positive and negative in the change that happens because usually we only see the negative....
However, one day this station decided that it would get rid of all the DJ's i had grown to love, and although i tried to get used to these new people, it just wasn't the same.
Not only that, i grew tired of constantly listening to the same songs over and over again so i went for a search for a new radio station.
I'm very happy to say since i have tuned into Radio 1, i have not needed to change the station, i love it.
Radio 1 has also allowed me to develop my music taste, so instead of just having the main stream pop artists on my ipod, i now have artists such as Mumford&Sons, Noah and the Whale and so on.
The theme here is of course change. Sometimes change can be scary and of course it is different, it throws you out of your comfort zone, but it also opens you up to new experiences and change isn't something we can stop from happening. Right now, if you think about, there is some kind of change happening. Change can also be exciting, because it is something new and although at the time you feel great, especially in my case, after i made that change i wondered why i had put up with all that crap on the other radio station.
This can be applied to any situation you are in, whether it's changing schools, moving house or even just changing the brand of toilet roll you use, we should all see both the positive and negative in the change that happens because usually we only see the negative....
Sunday, 17 April 2011
The London Marathon, Goals, Satisfaction
Of course, today was the London Marathon. Thousands of people line up at the start line to achieve the difficult 26 mile course, raising lots of money for charity.
Although defeating the object, I sat on my sofa watching the highlights of the event, whilst eating my dinner. Twitter seemed to go mad throughout the day with people expressing how much they would like to complete the marathon one day.
However, many of us have marathons of our own and although they may not require the physical training that is needed to run 26 miles, they still seem a distant goal. For example, your own personal marathon doesn't need to be able to run 26 miles, it could be something like trying to achieve good grades at GCSE. This goal still needs the training, yet it is in the form of training your brain to memorise inportant facts.
Like completing a marathon, these goals drain you but the satisfaction you receive from completing it is undescribable.
Although defeating the object, I sat on my sofa watching the highlights of the event, whilst eating my dinner. Twitter seemed to go mad throughout the day with people expressing how much they would like to complete the marathon one day.
However, many of us have marathons of our own and although they may not require the physical training that is needed to run 26 miles, they still seem a distant goal. For example, your own personal marathon doesn't need to be able to run 26 miles, it could be something like trying to achieve good grades at GCSE. This goal still needs the training, yet it is in the form of training your brain to memorise inportant facts.
Like completing a marathon, these goals drain you but the satisfaction you receive from completing it is undescribable.
High school, Priorities and Friendship
first day of high school, and we are encouraged to make friends with as many new people as possible, and after a while you realise that although you remain friends with a few from primary school, the rest become distant strangers.
Five or so years later, you are approaching the last couple months of year 11. exams, future plans all become priorities, with other commitments falling to the bottom of your list.
Sitting in my garden this afternoon, made me start thinking about these things and how i haven't exactly had much contact from some so called 'friends' this holiday. in fact, none at all.
This then got me on another train of thought, and here it is.
Throughout our time at high school, we make half-hearted promises, insisting that we 'will never forget you' but you have to be realistic here, and we have all done it, but when you step back and think about it, how many of these people are you actually going to stay in contact with?
My easter holiday so far has been an indication to me, to give an idea as to which people are likely to still be in contact in six months time and which people, quite simply, don't give a fuck.
Although i would be quite sad if some people didn't stay in touch, im sure that i would get over it. i mean what is the point trying to continue a friendship if the other person is not bothered about it at all. It's a two way street and sometimes it's best just to give way to the other person.
However, time will only tell and in some cases im sure that i wont be shocked if when we pass on the street, we act as distant strangers...
Five or so years later, you are approaching the last couple months of year 11. exams, future plans all become priorities, with other commitments falling to the bottom of your list.
Sitting in my garden this afternoon, made me start thinking about these things and how i haven't exactly had much contact from some so called 'friends' this holiday. in fact, none at all.
This then got me on another train of thought, and here it is.
Throughout our time at high school, we make half-hearted promises, insisting that we 'will never forget you' but you have to be realistic here, and we have all done it, but when you step back and think about it, how many of these people are you actually going to stay in contact with?
My easter holiday so far has been an indication to me, to give an idea as to which people are likely to still be in contact in six months time and which people, quite simply, don't give a fuck.
Although i would be quite sad if some people didn't stay in touch, im sure that i would get over it. i mean what is the point trying to continue a friendship if the other person is not bothered about it at all. It's a two way street and sometimes it's best just to give way to the other person.
However, time will only tell and in some cases im sure that i wont be shocked if when we pass on the street, we act as distant strangers...
Saturday, 16 April 2011
Party, Internet Shopping and the tooth fairy
Saturday night, and i have just got back from the best party that has happened since 1999. Haha! just kidding, i'm sitting alone in my room 'raving' to my itunes.
i'm in one of those moods where having a party is all i can think about. thank godness i have one to go to this week. but thats 5 days away. damn.
however, as usual, the dilemma will approach me. What on earth am i going to wear? in need of a serious shopping trip i think!
Internet shopping; as much as i love it, it makes me realise how poor i actually am and think about how lovely it would be to win the lotttery! of course, if i won, i would donate a generous amount to charity, because im such a kind soul (i'd like to think).
the chances of me winning though are slim, because to actually have a slight chance of winning i would need to buy a ticket, i mean people just don't get money left on their door step, although that would be nice.
Personally, i think the tooth fairy should increase her rates. surely a tooth is worth more than £1 nowadays? Even so, i'd still be loosing out, my 'baby teeth' fell out years ago. back to the drawing board i think...
i'm in one of those moods where having a party is all i can think about. thank godness i have one to go to this week. but thats 5 days away. damn.
however, as usual, the dilemma will approach me. What on earth am i going to wear? in need of a serious shopping trip i think!
Internet shopping; as much as i love it, it makes me realise how poor i actually am and think about how lovely it would be to win the lotttery! of course, if i won, i would donate a generous amount to charity, because im such a kind soul (i'd like to think).
the chances of me winning though are slim, because to actually have a slight chance of winning i would need to buy a ticket, i mean people just don't get money left on their door step, although that would be nice.
Personally, i think the tooth fairy should increase her rates. surely a tooth is worth more than £1 nowadays? Even so, i'd still be loosing out, my 'baby teeth' fell out years ago. back to the drawing board i think...
Awkward Moments, Old People and Costa
Awkward Moments; possibly the most over said phrase used in the youth of today. You cannot go one day without hearing "The awkward moment when..." at least once. So much so, I think it is now time to say, that we need to find a new catchprase.
It does not stop me, however, from telling you all about the awkward minutes (not moments) I experienced today with old people.
I'll be the first to admit, as a youth, the older generation, are not the kind of people who I feel socially comfortable with, although they seem to get a kick out of speaking to me.
Walking into Costa, I feel in my element. I suggest to my dad that he takes a seat, I can order here. I can speak fluent Costa, so ordering doesn't seem a great deal. Enter, retired man.
Patiently waiting for my iced drink and dad's hot choc, this man starts talking. At first I ignore him, certain he is not talking to me, but he gets louder and I feel rude not to reply. This is awkward moment number one. He continues to engage conversation about milk and eventually he stops, closes his eyes and rocks back and forward. Great. I bored an old man to sleep.
Whilst enjoying my iced dessert, an old lady stops by the window. She obviously knows my dad as they have a full blown conversation through the window. She then turns to me, trying to have a similar conversation. As fluent as I am in Costa terms, I am not fluent in window talking, hence awkward moment number two arrives.
In short, we all are slapped round the face with awkward moments, and although life would be great without them, they provide hilarious stories and the chance to laugh at yourself once in a while. But sometimes the best stories are told in person and not through the computer screen, so next time you feel the urge to type that irresistable status 'The awkward moment when...' think, and ask yourself this would it sound much better if i said it out loud?!
It does not stop me, however, from telling you all about the awkward minutes (not moments) I experienced today with old people.
I'll be the first to admit, as a youth, the older generation, are not the kind of people who I feel socially comfortable with, although they seem to get a kick out of speaking to me.
Walking into Costa, I feel in my element. I suggest to my dad that he takes a seat, I can order here. I can speak fluent Costa, so ordering doesn't seem a great deal. Enter, retired man.
Patiently waiting for my iced drink and dad's hot choc, this man starts talking. At first I ignore him, certain he is not talking to me, but he gets louder and I feel rude not to reply. This is awkward moment number one. He continues to engage conversation about milk and eventually he stops, closes his eyes and rocks back and forward. Great. I bored an old man to sleep.
Whilst enjoying my iced dessert, an old lady stops by the window. She obviously knows my dad as they have a full blown conversation through the window. She then turns to me, trying to have a similar conversation. As fluent as I am in Costa terms, I am not fluent in window talking, hence awkward moment number two arrives.
In short, we all are slapped round the face with awkward moments, and although life would be great without them, they provide hilarious stories and the chance to laugh at yourself once in a while. But sometimes the best stories are told in person and not through the computer screen, so next time you feel the urge to type that irresistable status 'The awkward moment when...' think, and ask yourself this would it sound much better if i said it out loud?!
Friday, 15 April 2011
Waffling, Arse-Licking and 100% Truth
Couldn't resist typing out a new post for my blog so here goes...
Seeking something to blog about, I asked my followers on twitter for some inspiration. Now, although i do love my followers, most were unresponsive, lets say 174 were.
However, Gemma ( don't worry, I got permission to use her name) suggested my topic for blogging.
Now, first of all, this is not an attempt to arse lick, and anything I reveal is 100% the truth.
And you want to know the scary truth? .... Of course you do. Truth is, life would be boring as hell without Gemma's sarcasm, it's absolutely hilarious! Also, she is so kind, caring and beautiful! Cannot imagine life without her.
Our memories stretch back to about 1997 ;) most memorable were the funny videos we made in her garden, from a buzzing bee to impersonating a rugby penalty kick ;) i love you gemma! <3
truth is, we are all lucky to have such amazing friends, and if you were thinking of someone whilst reading this, let them know. Tell them how much they mean to you because chances are we don't hear it enough, and nothing feels as better as being told your amazing to someone. :)
Seeking something to blog about, I asked my followers on twitter for some inspiration. Now, although i do love my followers, most were unresponsive, lets say 174 were.
However, Gemma ( don't worry, I got permission to use her name) suggested my topic for blogging.
Now, first of all, this is not an attempt to arse lick, and anything I reveal is 100% the truth.
And you want to know the scary truth? .... Of course you do. Truth is, life would be boring as hell without Gemma's sarcasm, it's absolutely hilarious! Also, she is so kind, caring and beautiful! Cannot imagine life without her.
Our memories stretch back to about 1997 ;) most memorable were the funny videos we made in her garden, from a buzzing bee to impersonating a rugby penalty kick ;) i love you gemma! <3
truth is, we are all lucky to have such amazing friends, and if you were thinking of someone whilst reading this, let them know. Tell them how much they mean to you because chances are we don't hear it enough, and nothing feels as better as being told your amazing to someone. :)
Laziness, Revision and Mcdonald's Workers! :)
Yet another day is almost over, and today I am feeling like I have acomplished very little, probably because I haven't.
There is an evergrowing list of stuff that 'needs' to be done and most probably my biggest problem is that im either a) too lazy to get it done or b) too laid back to not worry about the consequences that will follow if I don't do it. Most Probably more of the first part!
Of course, the stuff I am mentioning is obviously revision! It's not as if i want bad grades, I mean who wants to work in a miserable, underpaid job? (sorry, to those mcdonalds workers who adore their job.) The problem is finding the effort to revise, and the motivation to carry on revising when the twitter feed increases every minute... 3 new tweets, 12 new tweets, until you get to the point where you think after being told there are 56 new tweets, it's time to reward yourself and check these tweets. So at this point how many minutes revision have you done? 10 if your lucky.
So I leave this question with you all.. How do you revise?!
There is an evergrowing list of stuff that 'needs' to be done and most probably my biggest problem is that im either a) too lazy to get it done or b) too laid back to not worry about the consequences that will follow if I don't do it. Most Probably more of the first part!
Of course, the stuff I am mentioning is obviously revision! It's not as if i want bad grades, I mean who wants to work in a miserable, underpaid job? (sorry, to those mcdonalds workers who adore their job.) The problem is finding the effort to revise, and the motivation to carry on revising when the twitter feed increases every minute... 3 new tweets, 12 new tweets, until you get to the point where you think after being told there are 56 new tweets, it's time to reward yourself and check these tweets. So at this point how many minutes revision have you done? 10 if your lucky.
So I leave this question with you all.. How do you revise?!
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