I'm happy.

August 3, 2009

There wasn't anything I could add to my blog title to make it any more true. I am happy. I'm the happiest I have been for some time and it feels spectacular. I thought I should write a blog for one of two reasons. Firstly because I wanted to share how happy I was with the rest of the blogging community and secondly a close friend of mine told me to do so :)

We only have roughly a month left of summer and I am going to try and make the very most out of it, which is what I have been doing for the several weeks that we have been off already. One of the things that is on my to-do list is to start buying sixth form clothes which seems like a daunting task due to the amount that are not allowed to wear, which funnily enough is my entire wardrobe. But anyways, shopping is all fun and good and I'll be happy if my parents feel like clipping in with 99% of the money.

Book review - A place called here by Cecilia Ahern


I read this book around a week ago and I thought it was beautifully put together. Sandy Shorrt had black hair and was over six feet tall. People could never resist the temptation to comment. The other misfortune was having her classmate and neighbour, Jenny-May Butler, disappear without trace when she was ten years old. It wasn't that Sandy was friendly with Jenny-May - in fact she felt guilty because she'd disliked the girl and wished that she would disappear. This led to a life-long need to find missing things, which frequently went beyond compulsion and became obsession. It wasn't just the odd sock that gets lost in the washing machine, or a toothbrush. Sandy soon moved on to looking for missing people, giving those whose loved ones had gone missing a last glimmer of hope. Jack Ruttle is one of those people. His youngest brother, Donal, went missing a year ago and he turns to Sandy Shorrt in the hope that she will be able to find answers where others have failed. They talk on the phone over a few nights and then arrange to meet, but Sandy never turns up and Jack Ruttle is the only one who seems worried by this. I warmed to all of the characters and was compelled to keep on reading the novel. The plot is perhaps a little slow to start but builds into a satisfying and believable climax, given the rather 'magical' storyline. You won't be disappointed when you read this book, and if you are in any shape or form, blame me ;)

I'm not reading The Love Of Her Life by Harriet Evans and I am only on chapter twelve but it is turning out to be a fantastic read, so when I'm finished I will report back to you.

I usually have a "theme of the blog" for my blogs but I haven't really got one today so for substitute I have decided to browse the BBC NEWS website and see what topics are going on in the world because I don't think enough of the news is brought to our attention and when it is it only seems to be the most recent outbreak of "swine flu" or some other pandemic to make us scared to even step out of our own front doors. And whilst browsing the website I only came across quite depressing news headlines such as "boy hurt in fairground accident" or "bail fugitive jumps into the sea off cliffs". I just think that society is spiralling into darkness and all they seem to want to talk about is things that go wrong. I just believe it is wrong.

Rant over and I'm still as happy as I ever could be. My friends have been amazing recently and I have spent a lot of time with them which has been great. Going down the beach and lazying around for pretty much five hours is my cup of tea despite the sunburn which has now appeared on my face and legs, but it was all worth it. I want to say a big thank you to them for being well... them.

Another news update is that I have become completely obsessed with coffee again, I know, I know It's not good for me. But the other day whilst in down I bought myself a Frappuccino® Blended Crème from Starbucks and ever since I have been in love with it. However I cannot just pop back and forth from Starbucks so I guess I'll just have to wait till I can indulge in another one of these beauty's :)

*yawn* I think that's enough from me for a little while anyways so I hope you enjoyed reading this even though I do feel as though I could have done a little more to prevent it being so boring. I will try and blog more frequently this time.

Bye for now x

My morning in pictures..

So from the pictures you can see what I did this morning really. Not exactly what you would call interesting, but then again it's not really that boring. I just felt like taking some snaps around the house and here was my excuse to do so.

It's Saturday and usually I would be doing something on a day like this, the sun is out, the birds are singing and not a cloud to be seen. But for some reason I have chosen to sit indoors and write this blog. Mainly because I have nothing to do until later when my grandparents are over. I'm sure that will be somewhat amusing...

As I lay here on my bed writing this I am thinking of one of two things. 1)Why on Earth am I up so early, it is only 10:46am and this could be valuable sleeping time and 2) It's so hot in this bedroom. However I have opened two of four of my windows but the breeze is simply not invading my room, hmph. Although, it is a good thing that the weather is warming up as lately we have been having a bit of wet patch but then again this is England so we have to expect it. So the summer is sun is a nice surprise to us all and I hope that you are all making the best of it :)

Another thought of my mind today is childhood. I always loved being a child and I'm sure most of you will agree with me here. There's something amazing and carefree about being small. You have no worries whatsoever. I sometimes wish that I was a child again, six years old would be good. I want to once again think that candy is better than money, because you can eat candy, money seems somewhat useless to us. I want to go to McDonalds and still believe it is a 5 star restaurant and not care what everybody thinks of me when I have tomato ketchup smeared round my face, I like it that way! I want to go outside without worrying how my hair looks like and what people will think of me. I want to distance myself from the complexities of life, and once again become excited over the small things. I want to ride my bike all the way to the park, without worrying that I will get kidnapped. I want to believe in the power of laughter, of a hug, a handshake, of a kind word, of truth, justice or peace. I want once again to believe in the human race. I wish that each one of us could live a part of that child we all have inside and do not let ourselves be dragged down by the society which surrounds us. If we all thought and acted a little like children, don't you think a lot of things in the world would be different, a lot easier wouldn't you say?

Some of you would say that you would not want to be placed back into the shoes of a young child because of various reasons. Maybe it's because you Never again want the responsibility of an eight-year-old -- the constant struggle to concentrate on my schoolwork. Never again must you live in terror of having to tell the teacher that my homework is not finished and inevitably face a detention. Or maybe you hated the fears you had back then such as animals, the dark, the innards of machines, slides and swings, balls coming toward me, skating, and especially, people I did not know. But to be honest with you, around three of those things on that list still frightens me.

I guess you never truly grow up and I wouldn't ever want too. But then again contemplating the above I don't know whether I really would like to go back to being six. I like things the way they are now. They are perfect and I wouldn't want them to go any other way. Maybe you feel the same, or maybe you don't but I hope you have listened to what I have had to say.

Until next time.

Long time, no blog :)

It's the 24th July and by now most schools have all broken up for the summer holidays. That means my household is filled with screaming overexcited kids which are only bareable for around five minutes. So for that reason I have tried to get out as much as I could these past few weeks. I've been out with a few friends and had a rather enjoyable time. One of the things on my agenda was to go and see Harry Potter but now due to swine flu by parents class the cinema as "dangerous"...brilliant. But among other things I have been to parties, witnessed some lovely views, been to hastings, just hanging around Folkestone and I even ventured to Dover cliffs the other day (and believe me it wasn't easy to get up there!)

Right now, my Facebook is really annoying me. I put myself "offline" on Facebook chat and now it won't let me "online". I'm pretty angry. But I can't keep this up all my blog so I will be a little happier from now on ;)

I have a lot of plans this summer and I hope I complete them all. I keep saying to everybody "we have all summer" when in fact it's not that long until we go back to school. But, I'm going to make the very most out of summer and nothing is going to ruin it. Haven't you ever wondered..why do we actually love summer so much?..

(update! my Facebook chat lives again)

..well I was reading an article in a magazine and it cleared up why we seem to adore these coming months. One thing that is common in teenagers is "summer love". I guess it is true, because let's face it..we all love someone to cuddle upto and watch the sunset don't we? Sometimes summer romances can bloom into what feels like the greatest love of your life. Maybe it's the heat, maybe it's the fact that summer is so short and sweet, or maybe it is just plain true love when you're not looking, but there's something about love in the summer that makes it unique. Also both men and women say blue skies and being at the seaside are the most important summertime experiences. But men rate bronzing their bodies as the fourth most important. Men also rate barbecues higher than women, who love the smell of suntan lotion and being able to slip on a pair of sunglasses. The researchers found that the single happiest memory of childhood summers was the opportunity to play outdoors, and the most summery thing about a holiday in Britain was an afternoon lazing in a pub garden.

So there you go, I guess that is why we love summer :)

Well, I think that's all from me today and it's only 10:11am. I hope you all have a beautiful summer, I know I will ;)

Toodles x

Good Blog Titles are short, yet still descriptive. How about "Hi, I'm back"

I almost didn't write this blog as I was only greeted with an error code every time I tried to post this, but here I go again. I'm back on the blogging front. I don't know what compelled me too, but I decided it would be a nice start to the new week. I browsed the Internet earlier and found a variety of different websites that actually did blogs. I tried a few out including one where you didn't "blog", no. you "blerged". But in the end this blog doesn't compare to all the rest. It's easy, simple and just great to jot my feelings down onto. I wouldn't want to delve into a more troubling website.

So anyways, enough of me babbling. Recently I haven't been doing a great amount. I've been out and about with my friends and just trying to enjoy the summer holidays. Even though they haven't officially begun yet but that will commence in around a week or so. I have a few plans coming up which should be rather good and I'm looking forward to them. A friend has gone away this week and I do miss him quite a bit, and he only left today..silly really but still the feeling is true so I'll be spending my week trying to occupy myself until he returns :) I also start my new job on Wednesday, finally I'm going to earn my living in this household and oddly it feels pretty marvellous. It's at the Marsh Maize Maze by the way if any of you were wondering and if you're not familiar with this, It's basically a Maze. I know that doesn't sound very cool, but believe me it is :)

Today's "theme of the blog" is going to be something a little heart warming. Love. I just watched the Notebook and I think it a beautiful story line. Now because of the amazing work of the directors and writers of the film I am soon to be delving into the Novel by Nicolas Sparks. The storyline is beautiful and although very dramatised and unreal it could happen however far fetched it may seem. It's odd. Love. Billions of people around the world will use that word every single day. Heck, I have. Probably a couple of times. But why do people love each other? Why do certain people fall for certain others? Hm. Well, they can do it for the right, or the wrong reasons. The right consisting of the below:

Here, people fall in love because they want to offer someone something good that they have. They want to be with someone not as to depend on him or her but to share their life with them. They have something good to offer and they want something good in return. They want to spend time with someone not because they are scared to be alone but because they enjoy the other person’s company. They are not in the relationship with closed eyes but open eyes. They can see all; the good and bad happening, and they are ignoring the bad because they are scared to be alone, or because they feel embarrassed that it’s happening to them. Being in love is about giving and receiving what is good. Please, underline the word good. Most people miss this point. A lot of people love the idea of being in love but not the actual fact. If many people understand the real reason of being in love and what being in love is, there would be less divorce, heartbreaks, suicides, violence and anything else that is related to bad breakups or bad relationships.

And the wrong...

In order to be in love, you have to be in love with someone. And this is where the trouble arises. Because some people love the idea of being in love so much, they end up falling in love with the first person that is a little bit nice to them. They don’t take their time to know the person. And even if the person shows signs of hurting them in the future, they ignore the signs. They are more concerned about being with someone, than being with someone who really loves and cares about them. It takes a long time to know a really good person but it only takes a short time to know a bad person. A good person is there but you just don’t notice because you are too busy looking everywhere else other than next to you. A bad person is at a far distance, all you have to do is look up and they will come over to you. A lot of people (girls especially) are scared of being alone. Thus they always end up falling for the wrong person because their logic mind is clouded with the desire to be with someone, anybody that shows interest in them. They don’t assess the person. They don’t care about his looks, what he does for a living, his interests and future plans. They just want to be loved.

If you want something good, you should be willing to offer something good..
We live in a society now where we spend a lot of time asking ‘what can you give me?’ rather than asking ‘what will I give you?’

Well, now that's over and done with. I hope that has shed a little light on you guys. The weather is getting better lately and has definitely improved. Summer is now well under weigh and I've already been in the sea several times. It's not the warmest experience but it is one of the nicest. Make the most of your summer fellow bloggers. I'm not entirely sure when I'll be next blogging, maybe tomorrow but then I could be busy. But I'll try :)

If you get without giving, you are most likely to lose what you get..

"That's impossible" - No It's not.

Morning, I know I haven't blogged in a few days and that's because I haven't had much to talk about so there would be no point in boring your brains to a point in which you will no longer want to read these blogs anymore..so yeah.

The picture resembles a normal sighting it my house because baby's things are simply everywhere, It's not that I hate it either because really I think It's nice to have younger siblings around you. Sometimes you don't think that as they tug at your hair and dribble on your best clothes, but hey, their kids, they don't know any better.

Yesterday was a pretty crazy day as it was the Year 11 Thorpe Park Trip. Despite the three hour queuing for SAW - The ride and then only to be turned away, the day was pretty good. I reluctantly got into the seat on Stealth and faced my fear of heights only after having a nervous breakdown. But It's all good, I did it didn't I? And that's all that matters :)

I didn't really come here to talk about my day so I will get straight to the point of this blog. The other day I was watching a programme called "James May trip to the moon" or something along those lines I can't quite remember. Anywho, during the programme I suddenly became inspired and motivated by what happened. May travelled thirteen miles up through the sky and I was amazed by beautiful view from there. You could see the curve of the Earth and the meeting of space and the sky. It was tremendous. One of my dreams would be able to witness such an event but however unlikely it is I still hold on to this dream. I believe that the "impossible is nothing" and even though it is a Adidas slogan it still makes perfect sense to me and it should do to everyone. It means that you can do whatever you want with no restrictions and it gives hope to every person in the world. What is impossible anyway? It was not long ago that people considered flying impossible. Yet today we regularly fly 100-ton aircraft full of 200 people or more. So what changed? I think you should think like a magician. Once you know how the quality trick is done then you will realize that the impossible is just an illusion. The real issue is getting others to see the impossible as an illusion or how the trick is done in order to see past the illusion. Now, I'm not saying that all of you are going to become astronauts and fly to the moon and make substantial discoveries but I do believe that every single one of you will be able to take part in one of their most precious dreams or wants.

It's easy..all you have to do is believe.

On that note I will leave you to this beautiful summer's day. I'm going to watch Wimbledon later because my two friends are up there and I will be trying to catch a glimpse of them :)

Take care :)

Sun, Sea, Stones and Sick.

Okay, so the title does not sound very advertising to read but don't worry you will not be disappointed by this rather lengthy blog, well I hope it turns out to be quite long. I haven't blogged in 82748 god knows how many hours, hang on with the aid of my onscreen calculator I can actually tell you how many hours it approximately has been...80. Okay, so now as much as I initially though but it's a pretty long time to be away from blogging.

The picture that I have chosen for todays blog was taken by my friend Matt on Friday. Equipped with sunscream and towels, Matt, Tom and I strolled to the beach and had quite a fun filled day, and that's where the majority of the title comes from. During the day we pretty much kicked back and enjoyed the gorgeous weather (for once). Summer is officially starting now and I can now actually feel it. I have around three months to do absolutely nothing and I believe that it's bloody fantastic. Anyways, back to Friday.. Well I met my friend Tom Foster for the first time and he turned out to be a brilliant guy, bar a few remarks which were made throughout the day but all in all I'm glad I have met him and now I have a new friend, lovely. One of his marvellous ideas during the day was to send a message in a bottle out to sea, and I have always thought about doing this even as a little kid, but I had never actually put it into action, so I guess this was my time to shine. We wrote the note and threw it out to sea...I wonder where it is right now. Is it in France? Did it get crushed by a boat? Has somebody found it? Who knows. But it is quite an interesting topic actually, well for me it is.. I don't know abou you. Anyways I did a little research on it and I found this little story..On a sudden whim, Maureen Sharp scrawled her name and address on a piece of paper, pushed it into the bottle and threw it into the North Sea. It washed up two years later and 500 miles away on the beach at Neuharlingersiel in Wittmund, Germany, where it was spotted by a teenage girl on her holidays. Carefully uncorking the bottle, Dagmar Wendler pulled out the piece of card inside and read the message: "Please write to me." It was to be the beginning of an incredible 53-year friendship between the two women, who have exchanged hundred of letters and photographs but who only recently met up, face to face...How cute is that! So throwing a bottle into the sea isn't always a waste of time.. especially not in that case anyways :)

So theres Friday done, now onto Saturday.
Saturday was Lydd Club Day and for any of you who doesn't know what it is, look it up. Anyways last year's Lydd Club Day was pretty amazing excluding a few events but I thoroughly enjoyed myself and the year passed by so quickly that yesterday was the beginning of another hecktic and noisy night for Lydd. I turned up a little early with some friends and we pranced around for a bit until they finally let us in. The bumper cars were first hit by us as we sped around getting hit by the owner of the ride. A long with bumping into the other riders of course :) We then went on Bounce! which was a ride that randomly drops you.. it's hard to explain but anywho, we had a jolly old time on that as well, before the night was up I went on that ride a further two times. All in all the night was amazing and I left around 22:10 as my parents wanted to stick around for more fun and watch the fireworks which we could easily see from my home anyways. But nevertheless it was beautiful and it was a great end to a fantastic day...roll on next year baby!

It's father's day today and I have just finished making my daddy's card. I drew a little eagle onto it as it's his favourite animal but my lack of artist skills makes it look more like a pancake and I'm not entirely sure why, but hey ho. I will dedicate this blog to my dad who is currently taking part in an one hundred mile cycling race and I wish him the very best of luck, although he doesn't really need it, he will beat them anyways..fingers crossed though :)

So now I will leave you all to have fun and share time with your daddies. Take care everybody and Happy Father's Day!

:)

Inspiration is in short supply..

Finally after having limited transport for three days we now have a brand new car. Don't ask me what type it is because I'm not the sharpest knife in the draw when it comes to cars and car manufacturers. But It's a car? What else do you need to know.

Right this second it is 08:35am and you're probably wondering why I'm up so early..well to be truthful I've only had 1 hour and 24 minutes sleep due to my agonising stomach ache and ending up throwing up which made me feel better so I think I just had something a little nasty in my tummy. Anyways, let's not linger on that point, eh? I'm not sure that would go down well with your breakfast. I'm still laying in bed because all my stomach is pretty sore and I'm not entirely sure why but I do know that when I move it hurts so that leaves me bedridden for the next few hours.

As I write this post I am listening to the song Far Away by Nickelback. I don't usually write blogs whilst having background music but I tend to start singing along as opposed to writing this but this morning for some reason I'm not and all my attention is focused on this piece. Anyways, this song brings back a lot of memories, some are good and some are bad but I'll never forget any of them, even if I want to, they are forever imprinted in my mind. I'm sure that you have a song that brings everything back to you and I think It's quite amazing how it happens, how can one song just make memories come flooding back to you? I'll let you think into that because I'm too lazy to look it up right now. Maybe tonight, who knows?

My lack of inspiration is causing this blog to become quite boring however I would like to discuss the following topic with you; time machines. Now, at first read it sound amazing and who would turn down the chance of being able to revisit your most beloved memories or on the other hand try to change the ones that went considerable wrong. But then again, once changed you will never have the same life again. If one aspect if your life is changed, no matter how small it will make a difference to your future..But anyways, I thought about the essential moments in life in which I would adore to travel back to if I was to ever come across a time machine..
1) I would love to have been present at the birth of Lord Jesus, just squeeze me in between the donkeys and the three wise men.
2) I would also love to have been in the prehistoric times with the dinosaurs. I know there would be a high percentage change that I would be eaten but it would be cool wouldn't it?
3) Visiting parents as children and teenagers. I would want to see what they were like and see if they have the same aspects in which I have today, would be quite interesting.
4) Finally I would visit all the memories which made me smile, laugh and enjoy.. I would just like to experience them, one more time.

So yeah, there's my list. I'm not sure about you but that's how I would spend the time with a time machine, so anybody who has one or is thinking about making one, send it my way when you can please ;)

08:52am and the kids are now at school, hallelujah. I'm still in bed and trying my best not to think about the pains undergoing in my stomach. This blog seems to be distracting me though so all is good...Yesterday I didn't do a great amount until around half two where I decided to go meet my friend, Connor in New Romney. It turned out to be a great day until of course he managed to push me into the sea, although I do accept half the blame because my intentions before I got wet was to push him in.. so, I just what goes around comes back right around to you. Anyways, after that my feet were all wet and made probably the worst sound whilst I plodded up the Avenue. Connor made the mistake of shouting "Have you stopped squelching yet?" and as he turned he noticed a pretty shocked and overweight man coming out of a shop..oh dear. So yesterday did turn out to be pretty good and the weather was nice as well..speaking of which looking outside now it seems like it is shaping up to be a nice day as well..shame I have nothing to do with it.

Well, I may write another blog tonight if I do something progressive during today but I doubt I will so don't get your hopes up.

Have a good Wednesday everybody! :)

You 'gotta have faith...

Je crois que dans la foi, l'espérance et l'amour. If you don't understand that it means "I believe in faith and love". I don't know why I did it in french but I thought it would give my blog that little bit of culture which it needed, ha! I don't know why I really took the photograph above but I felt a sudden urge too and so I acted upon it. Often, people talk about faith as a feeling, a feeling of certainty, and for many, that's how it is. But it helps me to believe that faith can start with a choice, and that the feeling may follow at some time, more or less as a gift. "Faith" and "certainty" are opposite terms in my mind and usually a person will either believe one or the other. I myself believe in faith. Faith allows for hope and continuance whereas certainty is only what is proven right...

Well I'm not sure if you believe in any of that sorta stuff but there you go, that was my little "theme of the blog" for today. It's 10:10am and I'm not even tired, maybe that's because I didn't sleep that much last night.. ironic huh? It seems evident to me that when I sleep less I am less tired and need less sleep but i don't understand why..strange. Anyways, I watched a really good film last night on Channel One called "Like Minds" at first I thought it was very boring but as the film dragged onwards I started to become more and more gripped with it. The film itself was a thriller/horror and it really kept me on the edge of my..well bed. So I recommend it to anybody who wants to watch a good thriller sometime even though it only has three stars, but don't let that bother you in the slightest, it's a very good film :)

Today I really want to venture over to the wind turbines near Camber because they would be beautiful to photograph but once again my parents have gone out and left me to tend to a sick eleven year old, brilliant. I know she's my sister but there are some restrictions okay, ha ha. But when my parents get home i will definitely jump on a bus and go to those wind turbines :)

(update: I just got a really sweet text off my best friend Jasmin and she has really given me a good start to the day, so thank you Jazz)

I'm going to write another blog tonight so for now I will leave you in peace. I hope you all have progressive days and to anybody doing an exam, good luck :)

Toodle pip :)

A tree is just a tree..but not this one.

As I've already written a blog today this one won't be specifically big but I just wanted to share a little something with you all. The picture of above is a picture of a tree, obviously..but not just any old tree. It has meaning to me. The picture itself is quite bad quality compared to the picture that I took in the previous blog but that's because this photograph was shot from a mile of it because when I walked there this afternoon I forgot to take my camera so when I got home, completely worn out I was not going to venture out to it again, I may do tomorrow, to get a better picture of it, but for now just use your imagination okay? Anyways, this piece of nature has a lot of meaning to me. When I was five years old my dad use to take me out to this tree, it's so peaceful and tranquil out there and no one can disturb you. My daddy use to put me in the tree and tell me to close my eyes and wish for whatever I wanted in the world. I did as I was told, and although those dreams didn't come true I for some reason still believe they will. My dad stopped taking me as I grew older, but I still go up there sometimes just to close my eyes and think for a little bit and that's what I did this evening..

I hope you sleep well.

Night Night,

x

I faced my biggest phobia taking this...

By the way if you were wondering what my phobia was, It's bees. They were swarming all around this plant but I was determined to get the shot because every blog from now on will have a little picture at the top of it, It's instead of a quote to begin my post. So.. that is my favourite plant in my garden, It's really beautiful and delicate despite the attraction of bees in which it brings, ha!

*Yawn* Okay, now I'm awake.
It's 10:19am here and I'm sitting outside on my trampoline. The weather isn't exactly brilliant but I would be lying to you if I said that it was terrible. So somewhere in the middle I guess. As the summer months starts to set in I'm beginning to feel more and more positive about this summer break. I'm really looking forward to the endless days on the beach equipped with suncream and a great group of friends. It sounds marvellous doesn't it? ;)


Well, lately in each of my blogs I have brought up a theme.."theme of the blog" if you like. Today I wasn't sure what I was going to put as usually I write it down on my phone and then refer back to it when I come to writing my post, but today I went to look at my phone and I didn't have a theme written down so I guess I'll have to improvise won't I?


Well last night at approximately 11:23pm I finished my "book of the week" and I really recommend it to people that liked the film or the book " P.s I love you" It's written by the same author and has the same style and tension within it. It's ending was perfect, to say the very least and throughout the whole novel it had me in tears of laughter and also of sadness. She plays on our heart strings and has everything that a good novel needs. So please do give it a read will you. In the book it talks about how two people know each other even though they have never met, they both experience deja vu which makes them both desperate to find each other. My fellow blogger Will mentioned in his previous blog about soul mates, and I think this along with other areas of the book is what Cecilia Ahern was trying to portray. A degree of my mind does believe in soul mates whilst the other challenges it with the theory that we have to make a relationship work and try to find that special someone. I think that there are probably a few thousand people you could be compatible with, and only a few hundred you could really connect with. Soul mate, though? Someone who's perfect for you, in every single way possible? I don't think such a person exists. And even if that person does exist, it would impossible to find him/her. But then again what do I know? If you do believe in soul mates I think it's perfectly acceptable because who wouldn't want to believe that their one true love is out there, just waiting for them. But me, I don't think it's really all that truthful. As people say, I'll believe it, when I see it...

By the way I thought the picture above was really beautiful and so I thought it would link in with what I talked about earlier in my blog.
That's another thing I want over summer now you mention it. I want to fall in love. I know that is a very cliche thing to say but I do. I'm pretty tired of being single it's been around four months now and although I am loving being able to spend quality time with friends, I do want that special someone in my life again. But hey, If not, I'm not going to cry about it. I'm not that particularly bothered but it would be nice.. and who wouldn't want that eh?


My parents just left for Maidstone leaving me home alone once again. They seem to be doing this a lot now, and I'm not complaining but I do kind of miss them sometimes.. ha! They also did the same activity yesterday leaving me home alone once again. I got a text from a friends questioning whether I was in or not, and so I replied yes. To my surprise within 25 minutes my friends Chris Cooper, James Goss and Jasmin Lee all had turned up at my house. We had a laugh like we always do and took part in some pretty funny happenings. I won't bore you with the details or anything but what I will say is, do not get into a rowing boat with me, you will regret it :)

Well... I am running out of things to say right now, and if I don't stop now I'm going to continue babbling and spill out a load of rhubarb..not literally don't worry. So now I will leave you all to the joy of Monday mornings..

A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.

~ Walter Winchell

This is me... And now this is the back of me. Toodles!

I wish..

These words hardly ever end with something definite, something solid with only one answer. There must be many times in a day when we say I wish, or I hope something that we want happens. But when it comes to wishing for real, I have found it hard to ask for something I wanted. For when i believe that my wish will come true, I fear to wish for something that might not be fulfilled proving my belief wrong. So most of my wishes are abstract such as a wish for a good or successful life which never has one definite outcome. I believe that we hardly wish for something that we really want because what we want is a different thing from a wish. Wishes may not come true yet we believe in them and we do wish, whenever we can. Whenever we see a shooting star, although it has a scientific explanation, we make a wish. Even if it does not come true, we just justify it in our mind and make another wish the next time. Or when there is an eyelash on your face (Which I do many times), you make a wish, no matter how small or how big and you don’t even remember about it in the next moment, but when there is a chance to make a wish,you instantly grasp it. Even when we see a dandelion we pick it up and blow on it, although we know that there is a small possibility of those minuet pieces of the flower to be able to carry out wish somewhere where it's needed or listened too. Some of you in desperate times will wish for those three wishes from the Genie, but then again you are wishing for something that you do not believe in. As much as we don’t believe in wishes, we will never stop wishing. And we shouldn’t. Maybe someone’s listening. (never give up hope, eh?)



Wishes , wishes.. there are so many. and how I wish they all came true.


Okie dokie, that's the theme for this day's blog done. Now I'll talk to you a little about my day..well seeing as it's 08:46am, yesterday's day :) As you already know I went to the library which actually turned out quite successfully and I got four books. Two by Harlan Coben, one by Alice Sebold and then another in which my friend advised me about which is called "Thanks for the memories" by Cecelia Ahern (The author that wrote P.s I love you). She is a beautiful and witty writer and I'm glad I picked up this book, I'm already on chapter seven and I'm loving every minute of reading it, so if you ever get a chance to have a look at one of her books or any of the other authors I've mentioned then please do :) Anyways, after the library I got on a bus home which felt very much like De ja vu as I had only just got off the bus to go into town. Many people would say that travelling 19 miles for around half an hour in Folkestone is pointless but I think otherwise. If I hadn't of gone out I would have just been sitting around all day. And that would have been pointless...Yeah, after I got off at my stop I had to walk two miles to get home, the scenery around the area is which I live is beautiful, If you're interested, below is a photograph of the area nearmy local church ;)

Okay, so it's not the most exciting picture in the world but that's a little view from the path in which I walk home on, it usually looks better if the sun is brighter but hey, there you go :) Oh! Another thing in which I want to carry out during the summer is making a big portfolio of all my photography, as I am hopefully taking it next year this will help me when it comes to studying it and progressing in the subject. So I'll update you on those pictures throughout the summer and no doubt I'll probably process them up on here and then you can tell me what you think.

I'm not really feeling any deep emotions right now to be very honest with you, but what I can tell you is that I am really happy, I'm not entirely sure why but something in my life is making me happy and I will find out what it is sometime and then I shall report back to you, but for now I'm going to make the most out of this feeling. I may blog again tonight but then again no promises...

"It is love that makes the impossible possible."
~ Indian Proverb

Pip pip :)

Rise and shine..

We read that we ought to forgive our enemies; but we do not read that we ought to forgive our friends ~ Sir Francis Bacon.

It's 08:32am and this has got to be my earliest blog so far, but as I mentioned previously in my last blog my ideas seem to flow better when I'm well rested, so I guess this would be the best time to start. The quote that I used today really got me thinking. I chose to share it with you for two reasons. The first was because it does tell a truth in which I have pondered over for a while. We do read that we should forgive our enemies but should be do the same with friends, I guess that's up to you to decide really isn't it? The second reason I chose this was because the guy that wrote it had a laughable name, in which I hope you all looked at after this sentence. So forgiveness? Throughout my life I have forgiven a great deal of people but then again I have probably been forgiven by twice that amount. Okay, so I'm not the most innocent girl in the world and I've done lots of things that maybe I should have thought about more carefully. But what really helped me through was the forgiveness and understanding of my friends. They gave me their forgiveness and I feverishly took it, mainly without thinking and so I didn't really appreciate the extent of it. Until now. Forgiveness takes a lot of power and understanding and you should not just give it out here and there, you should give it to those who have earnt it not those who will just break the trust and do the same deed a few days later.

“Forgive us for the wrong things that we do. Other people do wrong things to us. But we know that we also must forgive those wrong things.
Forgive people when they do wrong things to you. If you forgive them, your Father in heaven will also forgive you. But if you do not forgive them, your Father will not forgive you.” ~ Matthew 6:12 and Matthew 6:14-15

Now, I'm not saying you should believe in everything the bible says. I, myself am not a full believer of God. But in some ways I think that it is worth believing in. Having a heaven there to look forward to is beautiful, who wouldn't want that? So I guess I believe in such things as more of a comfort feeling and a sense of belonging.

So I hoped that broadened your horizons a little bit there. My day, well I can't say much about today's events because at 08:44am I haven't done a huge amount to be honest with you. Right now, I'm laying in bed with my trusty laptop letting all my feelings and emotions run free onto the keyboard :) Yesterday did not amount to a great deal either but what I did accomplish was five hours of reading. The book is called Deal-Breaker by Harlan Coben (He by far is my favourite author, along with Alice Hoffman so they are both worth checking out). If I had to sum up the story in one sentence it would be that it is a heart felt romantic novel filled with sex and murder. Maybe it's not your sort of thing, but it doesn't sound as bad as I have portrayed it to be. Coben along with his other books makes it quite comical even though most of his stories do shape a murder or kidnap of some sort. Well anyways, I love reading his books and today I'm going to pop to the library in Folkestone and collect some more of his stories, I'm hoping that "Tell No-one" will be there.

This post may be pretty lengthy, well I'm hoping it's going to become that way anyways. Now I'm going to talk to you about a little dream I have. Whether it happens is very doubtful but what's the harm in dreaming eh? ..Well as I was browsing the net, I found some beautiful photography by a man named William Baer. He is a very detailed and amazing photographer, his photographs are mainly nature and such but what he does is simply inspiring. I came across this photograph below:


Now some of you probably don't think much of it, but I think that it is a very beautiful scene and a moment in which I would have wanted to witness. So anyways, my dream..well I guess my dream is to sail around the world, even though I do have some degree of being scared of the water, but I guess we can jump that hurdle when it comes to it. But yeah, sailing the world does jump out at me as being a once in a lifetime thing to do. Along with that I would take photographs of all the different places in which I had visited and make an album of it all. My dream however futile it may be is something in which I have wanted to do for a couple of years now, so wish me lucky everyone ;)

This blogging business is becoming quite popular lately and this is very good news. I enjoy reading peoples blogs and at the moment I am following quite a bunch of people. The blogs in which I mostly read is Will Sharps and Elliot Thornton-Smiths. They are both very good friends of mine and also amazing writers, so if you do have the chance then please take a look at their work because believe me you won't be disappointed.

I'm going to hop in the shower now and start to get ready to brave the streets of Folkestone in hope that I will get my hands on that book. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much I enjoyed writing this.

Tallyho chum! x

Why so serious?

Evening everyone :)
Well I had a pretty hectic day actually. More than I expected to happen in my mind anyways when I drew back the covers on my bed this morning. I toddled down the stairs only to be greeted by all my family gone from the house and a measly notice on a pink sticky note tapped to the fridge saying "Good luck". It then clicked into my mind that I actually had a History exam that afternoon..had I revised? Not really, no. Brilliant. Within seconds I dashed back up the stairs and onto my desk chair to pummel some dates into my head that I would hopefully remember during the examination. My short-term memory didn't help the situation as I stumbled out the door luckily remembering my black pen for those all important A* answers of mine; or so I hoped.

The exam went surprisingly well and what's more, it was my last GCSE that I will have to ever take..besides maybe a re-take of Business. But that doesn't count. I'm free! So as I left the doors of the Folkestone School For Girls I was greeted by my best friend Jasmin and my friend Chris. I got into Chris' car and we sped off to pick up friend number three, James or Goss as he likes to be known. It turned out to be a pretty wacky few hours actually, we ended up at Samphire Hoe in Dover and we had fun dossing around the place taking some appropriate photos where necessary. But none of us expected what was yet to come...

[Here I'd like to thank James for taking the photographs in which we needed and also I would like to thank Chris for taking us about the place in his car.]

As the lights turned red at the traffic lights in New Romney I glanced behind my only to be faced with a man dressed as the Joker, at first I was pretty petrified but with a second look I realised that all of us in the car had our eyes focused on him. Jasmin decided she wanted a photo with him and forced me to write a sign saying "Pull over! Photo?". As James held the sign up I did feel very doubtful as to him agreeing but to my dismay we saw a small nod and we pulled over. He drove past but signalled to us either to "Stay there, I'll turn round" or "Come further up and stop". We hesitated but decided to go with the first one, we of course were wrong and we sat there disappointed that we missed our chance for a great photo opportunity. But then, to our amazement we saw his car speeding off in the distance in front of us. We sped off after him hoping to catch another glimpse of this man and get this photograph in which Jasmin and I desperately wanted. We chased him three/four miles. But it was no use. He was gone.

You know, all I do on this blog is really tell you a little story about my day and I'm pretty sure it gets a little boring sometimes, am I right? I don't know, maybe next post I will think of a certain topic that has come up recently and then talk about it for a little while. Also I’ve noticed a direct correlation between how rested I am and my writing quality. When I’m well-rested, ideas flow all over the place. Or sometimes I just need a break (In fact, I’m going to take a walk right after this post. It’s a beautiful day!)

Right now, I'm not feeling any deep emotions or anything depressing flowing through my mind, instead I can smell the sweet smell off freshly baked chips just coming out of the oven, so I'll quickly finish this little beauty off shall I?

"If you can DREAM it, you can DO it"

~ Walt Disney

I think that quote is very much true and it was written by one of my most idolised men. So there's a little food for thought for you all. Speaking off food, I'm off to eat those chips of mine, they could be getting cold ;)

Y'all come back now won't you..

Time will only tell..

"A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.
~ Unknown"

I thought the quote above was really beautiful and so I thought I would share it with all of you, my fellow bloggers. I hope it filled you with a bit of inspiration. And now for something perhaps a little sad, and could make you feel a bit edgy but I have to get it off my chest, and that's what this blog is for...so, Trust is a key to friendship. It's a key that opens the door of all laughter and happiness and through that door is where all your memories and secrets are stored, for life.

Well at least that's how it's meant to be isn't it? Sometimes I wonder. Last night, I got my promises broken, destroyed and smashed. I don't understand what I did to deserve it but I know it wasn't right for it to happen. The decision was theirs to make, and they made it. Nothing I can say or do can change what they have done now and to be honest if they were that kind of person last night, they were always that type of person and so I wouldn't want to be there friend now even if they got on there knees crawling back to me. I just have to move on..

Isn't the summer weather fabulous?
If you didn't pick that up as sarcasm then, you obviously haven't taken a look out of the window lately. Delightful huh? What is it with rain during these early summer days. This is the third occasion that I have arrived home dripping from head to foot. It's meant to be summer, I'm meant to be gaining a sun tan, but by the look of this weather I doubt that will be happening any time soon. But on the up side of things I finish my last exam tomorrow, eep! Which is a huge relief as I do not believe I would be able to make it through many more. The silence is deafening. I used that line during my English writing examination. Bit of an oxymoron there ;D But it also applies to all exams. Maybe it's just me but when I'm in a room filled with silence my head ticks over things that are around and about in my mind at that moment in time. Which ironically is enough to give me a headache, perfect. But today, luckily I didn't have to experience that really because I completed by exam within the time set and only had around ten minutes to kick back and relax before the invidulators snatched my exam paper away. I think I did pretty well, but my prediction may be wrong as I may in fact look at my results and see a big resounding F on the page, but hey, what's the harm in positive thinking.

Well above is pretty much my day, that's all I did. Which is pretty sad really. This is what is getting me thinking about what is going to happen in the summer when I don't have the occupying hours of school. I know I'll just turn up for sixth form next September probably huge because that's what I chose to fill the time with, eating.

As I now lie here on my bed I look up at the pictures around my walls and I begin to remember the times in which I have had during these last 4-5 years. They have been amazing. I feel like when I leave school I will loose all this. I know I'm already going back for sixth form, but it's not going to be the same. I will not experience the same things as I did during my years of 7-11 and I am really going to miss them. I really hope that I don't loose touch with any of my closest friends because that will just tear me up. Doing this blog and reading others keeps me in contact with those I am already falling away from. It helps me understand what is going on in their life but also I know how they are feeling and such. So if you are reading this, make sure you do keep blogging because I do enjoy reading them :)

Well, I'm feeling pretty tired now actually and this blog has been quite depressing so for that I apologise but I'm sure I'll be writing another one of these beauties soon and for your benefit I'll make sure it's a happy one ;) All the things I have shared with you today may not even happen so I guess time will only tell...

Sleep tight now :) x

"In the boxes above please enter your centre number, candidate number, your surname, your initial(s) and your signature"

"Every face you meet is a mirror. Shine a smile on someone else's face, and see how your smile reflects back at you. Bask in the glow of your own smile reflected in the joy you bring to others"

Afternoon everyone. I decided that I will blog everyday for the rest of this month because I seem to feel that I have been a bit distant from my blog and that I owe it to myself, so here goes..

Okay, so today wasn't the best of days to be totally honest with you, but I would be lying by telling you that it was awful. On a positive note I think I have finally decided what I want in life and I discovered this throughout the two hours of my Business Studies examination...

Picture this; fourth desk down, fifth seat from the right, everyone around you patiently awaiting their exam papers with eager eyes. Me fidgeting around in my chair, economies of scale and current assets ticking away in my mind. F6 was doomed from the start as I tried helplessly to answer the first question of the booklet. To my astonishment I actually finished however I completed it within the hour, which meant I was left with roughly an hour to ponder over things I mentioned previously in my past blogs. I won't linger on this for much longer and I shall continue telling you my story of my gripping day shall I? So following the exam I climbed aboard Cross keys and journeyed home only to be met with a down pore of water falling heavily on my head. Oh great, just what I needed for my walk home, rain. But hey, on the bright side at least I wasn't starving hungry...oh wait, yes I was. And here I am writing this blog as I brave the weather using my phone. I couldn't wait till I got home to write this because for once my head was brimming with ideas and so I decided to let them over flow into my trusty mobile and not let my short term memory disperse these ideas before I got home.

Also it has come to my attention that you, my fellow bloggers, have been using inspirational and quite motivating quotes to start your blogs or end them. I decided to give this a shot and so that's what I have done with this blog, and shall do for this entire summer month, aren't you lucky? ;)

(for any of you who care, I am now home wrapped up in a dressing gown and I am not facing the terrible weather that lays outside my window)

For now, I think that's all I have to offer for you guys, but I'll be sure to catch up with you as soon as something tremendous comes into view. Take care and keep on blogging!

Son, if you really want something in this life, you have to work for it. Now quiet! They're about to announce the lottery numbers!
- Homer Simpson

"Heads up" ... or maybe not.

So here's the thing, I haven't really blogged in a while and I felt compelled to; along with the strong encouragement from Will. So here you go my lovelies..

I opened my eyes at around 7:30am this morning. When I looked out my window it seemed a pretty beautiful start to the day, so with that I pulled on a summer outfit and headed downstairs to grab some breakfast. My lack of sleep from the previous night did not make getting breakfast an easy task. So as I stumbled around the kitchen my mother queried about my outfit and informed me of the weather forecast for later. Nevertheless I just ignored what she said and strolled out the door to catch the bus. Not only was I running late but my shoes started to hurt my feet which just added to the struggle of the two mile walk. Calling a friend was a big mistake as he forced me to run a further mile to enable me to board the bus in which i was initially going to get. To my disappointment I missed it and by doing this I decided to catch the next bus into Folkestone, the 102.

So, I guess this is getting a little boring for you, so let's skip a few hours, shall we? Football. Okay, so not my strongest sport, and that's an understatement. My lack of enthusiasm to the game doesn't really help either. So here's the setting; The leas, around ten guys, one girl and a football. Now it would be any girls dream to be surrounded by lots of guys, but not in this context. Males are neither sympathetic or kind when a football is present. A few comments from the lads put me in a pretty bad mood, but as the day moved on I started to get into the game...sort of, ha. I say got into it, I was more of a moving target really, centred around the middle of the pitch. But as the day moved swiftly onwards I did start to enjoy the feel of the sport. So, thank you for a great day boys.

Cor, I'm going to be honest with you now. I've given you a run down of my day pretty much and now I'll speak to you for a little bit about what's actually going on in my head. So right now, I'm feeling tired, cold and lonely. I'm being stretched between writing this blog and conversations on MSN. It's a little distracting and due to my lack of motivation this blog will probably turn out to be one of my worst, but hey, I promised Will I would so I guess this will have to do for now. So anyways, where was I.. Oh yes, well on my walk home in the rain this evening I started to reminisce for a little while. Maybe that's why I didn't really notice the car coming from the other direction and straight through a puddle conveniently placed next to me to enable the car to completely soak me in water from head to foot. But any who, my head seems a little confused right now. I hate the feeling of being alone, and I'm sure many people will agree with me here. But there just seems to be something missing from my life, and I realise there is. My love life has gone down the drain in the last few months and I don't really understand why. People come and go, but that's all they have ever seemed to do, none stay and maybe it's due to there being something off putting about me, but as people say " theres plenty more fish in the sea" So I guess I'll just have to wait and see what arises won't I?

Tom Foster. I said I'd give him a little mention as he is probably the one person now actually delving into this blog and reading it, and he's only doing that due to a certain someone forcing him. But he's my newly acquired friend in which I have shared some great web cam memories with. Finger moustaches love, ha ha. So hi Tom!

My fellow bloggers I can't really find the words to keep this blog going because there is a definite downhill occurrence happening throughout the time I have spent with the blogging community...

I may blog tomorrow if I am feeling up to the task and I would really like too, so you may be hearing from me again soon. Hopefully my head will be sorted out to some extent by then.

you've been a wonderful audience...

Creating a splash...

Wow, it's good to be back on the blogging front. I do apologise for not updating you in around a week, but I thought it would be a little tedious to write about every day in this half term individually, because you would eventually become bored and stop reading any of my future blogs.

So it's the last day of the half term and I am pleased with the amount of activity that I achieved within the measly seven days. I'll only give you an insight to the days in which something was actually achieved or a particular day in which I found interesting, this way I will hopefully have your full attention throughout the majority of this blog :)

So, on the first couple of days I didn't actually do very much, among other things I lazed around the house, sunbathed, revised (well I like to say I did) and had a few visitors round. But nothing really occurred until the Thursday that week. My friends and I went to Great stone beach which turned out to be a huge success. To begin with when I stumbled off the bus opposite the Jolly Fisherman at the time of 10 'o clock, no one was to be seen, so I started to have doubts in whether I should just hop back on the next bus and go back home immediately, but then again I contemplated the thought of being stuck indoors for another twenty-four hours by myself and started walking towards the beach. At that moment I saw my friend, Chris. He looked raring to go for the events ahead and so we headed up the sandy dunes and picked an appropriate space in which we would spend the next few hours. Once set up we started to build what Chris called a "sofa". To my surprise it actually turned out to be very "sofa-like" and we enjoyed sitting on it, along with new arrival Calfyn until the tide inevitably arrived and the walls of our furniture piece got washed away and settled itself into the depths of the ocean. In other news, at around 2 'o clock Will, Aiden, Aston, and Holly arrived. So there we were the famous seven sitting on the beach of Great stone, tanning, playing football, digging holes, and poking jellyfish - wonderful. So Thursdays events resulted in some good photo opportunities, some memorable memories and some degree of sunburn.

Following that busy day I yet again set off on the bus on the Friday, this time I was going to the sunny town of Folkestone, I met up with my friend, Matt and we headed for the beach, fully equipped with camera and volvic water with essence of Strawberry - very refreshing. I won't bore you with the details of every moment that happened but I will say that we had a marvelous time. The most inspiring thing that happened to me this half term would have occurred on the Friday. As we got to the top of the "Zig-Zag path" and onto the Leas, we were stopped by a man who had previously been reciting the bible out to the people who were going about their business on the Leas. He asked us various questions about Christianity and gave us some Cd's and leaflets about it. My friend Matt did not seem interested in the topic at all but me, I was pretty intrigued. He then asked if he could pray for us and so we obliged and before we knew it he was connecting with God with his hands on our shoulders asking if we could be looked after. Many of you may not believe in such things, but after that it got me thinking about it, but for now I'm still unconcerned by the beliefs of this society.

The Saturday did not amount to a great amount and it mainly involved me laying about the house, watching TV and trying my best to concentrate on a Mathematics paper for a few minutes. This examination I fear will not go very well, It's not that I don't know the stuff, it's just that I learnt how to do them a considerably long time ago and the information that I acciqured back then had now become a distant memory. My teacher told me that they would need to be "reawakened" but it doesn't seem to be working for me right now. Pass or fail, I won't be really concerned because I don't need Maths to pursue my career choice, the only benefit that it will have to be is to secure my place in sixth-form and be another grade I can place upon my CV.

You'll be happy to know that I am now going to talk to you about today's events and consequently finish this blog for the day. So I won't delay you. Today has been a beautiful day, the birds were out "chirping" as the sun rose slowly from the horizon. It's not like I was up at that time to marvel such an event, but it's imaginations way of picturing a beautiful scene. I woke up around 7 'o clock, and did my daily walk with the dogs. This was enjoyable until I got to the end of my road only to discover that I was still only wearing my pyjamas which were not exactly suitable for walking along a road in which cars would drive past frequently. But anyways, I was too tired to even attempt the drag myself back to my bedroom, so I continued along. I went indoors, got my breakfast... I'll skip a few hours here to avoid a rather boring paragraph. So at around 12 'o clock I decided to vacate my house and go to the river along side my house; not only did I manage to bring myself I also brought along with me some handy revision books loosely relating to the examination that I was going to take part in tomorrow. I clambered into my boat and laid down, the lapping of the water onto the wood was peaceful and some what relaxing. I pulled out my studying equipment and started to read a page titled "Completing the Square". It only felt like a second had passed when I opened by eyes but when I looked at my phone I came to the conclusion that I fallen asleep for around two and half hours - great. Due to the fatigue that I was experiencing I stumbled and fell around the boat leading to a grand splash, which signalled that I was now in the cold water and experiencing a refreshing event in which I was very unready for. So I managed to drag my soaking wet body up the bank of the river and retreated back to my house, only to be welcomed by the questioning shouts of my family as to why I was covered in water and various parts of weed. I let them work it out for themselves as I got into the shower.

I am now wrapped in a dressing gown aided with a hot chocolate writing this up. I may blog a little bit later, but I can't promise anything.

Take care...

Just a little can of purple silly string..

Hello bloggers, sorry about my lack of attention to this in the past few days, have been a tad busy 'n' all what with the exams and everything, but I am here now so make the most of it.

So, yesterday was my last ever day of year eleven, even though I going to be going back to the school on occasions to complete the rest of my exams, but for now I am a free independent woman. It feels great. But with the attention span of mine, you tend to get a little bored without the whole school stimulation, but I'm bound to find one way to entertain myself soon. Ah yes, the title of this blog - Most of you will be totally oblivious to it but heres a little insight to the creation of it. So what damage do you think a little can of purple silly string can do? Enough to cover you in the stuff, enough to give you some sort of disease due to the poisonios gases inside it... or do you think it's enough to make two best friends fall out over and not interact for the whole day. If you're thinking definetely the first two options, think again. I think it's slightly pathetic that such comotion is caused over a small prank gadget, and if my friends are reading this, you know how much you mean to eachother so stop the silence and fill it will fun and photos like you always have done.

Right, now that's out of the way I can tell you about my eventful and fun-filled day. You won't be suprised to find that nothing much happened in it. Study leave is not all that is it cracked up to be, but next week should be good because I have a few arrangements with people which should be quite interesting and enjoyable. I will be sure to let you all know how they go.

Well, my mind isn't focusing very much right now and I can't get into the right mindset to actually write the rest of this blog, so I shall return later equipped with jokes and anecdotes for you all to enjoy.

Keep on blogging England..

It's like watching paint dry... but worse.

Ah, what a beautiful day it was todal eh? The sun was shining up above us and there was hardly a breeze at all, most of the school were laughing and giggling outside making the most of the new summer weather, but where were year eleven? Stuck in an exam hall completing probably one of the most tedious and boring subjects I've ever taken part in. I know in my previous blog I mentioned that Business Studies was dreadful, but Citizenship takes it to a whole new level. The title of this blog refers to the substantial wait that occurs after you have finished your exam, I think you know what I'm talking about. You can't talk, you can't even look around in fear an invigilator will accuse you of cheating, even though you finished your exam roughly twenty minutes ago *sigh*. So yeah, if you have been in that position you know how I'm feeling. But to be fair I think I did pretty well in it anyways, because it was mostly common sense any who.

The first part of this blog sounds pretty melodramatic and depressing but oddly enough I had a pretty good day. The weather enhanced the good mood, although it's a shame I didn't spend much of the school day outdoors, but never the less I enjoyed it. My best friend and I decided to take some extra special snaps around the school which turned out to be really lovely and have now published them onto Facebook, so check them out if you want too. One of the photos involved us clambering on top of the lockers, and being the crazy people we are, we obliged and managed to be faced with the top of the dusty old lockers of our form room. It was all going fine until I lent on one with my elbow and it broke, not only that, when I panicked and move away the one that I was sitting on top of also dented, what a disaster. When I had finally got both feet on solid ground again we investigated the damage that I had caused, two big dents on top of the lockers, now that's what I call leaving my mark :)

I could tell you weren't actually going to spend your precious time flicking through my facebook to find the photos so I have treated you to a little something above. That's me on the left and my best friend on the right..you may be thinking we look darn silly, but to be truthful I was having a wail of a time and couldn't care less what you are thinking.

Ah, the biology exam. Now I could say that I probably did terribly and act a little modest for a few moments, but in truth I think I did pretty well. I could have done with a little bit more revision but overall I think I did well and I'm hoping to at least pass it. So now I only have eight more exams left to do, and for this I'm pretty ecstatic. The only thing I was disappointed with was the sheer fact that I was seated in I8, this desk was not familiar to me and therefore I did not like it. It was cold and bare, unlike the comforting J3 that I have seated three previous exams in. But barring that it was a pretty good exam, as far as exams go.

Tomorrow is the last day of year eleven and in some ways I'm looking forward to it but in others I am not. I'm not sure how I am going to react to leaving everyone tomorrow, even though I am coming back for sixth form *fingers crossed*. I guess the only real shock for me will be that I am actually growing up and going into the real world now, not some fairytale dream that I was hoping for around the age of five. The worst part is I know when I go back in September, I am actually going to have to willingly participate in education, oh joy.

Despite my love of joining the blogging community I'm not feeling to bloggy tonight, so I will end today's blog here.

Keep the peace...

Desk J3 is now becoming my friend...

Time for another blog...
A lot of people seem to be joining this new epidemic now which makes me feel more confident as I know that a certain degree of the blogger community is actually reading this and I am not just continuously writing essays of my life with no purpose whatsoever.

To be honest with you my fellow bloggers I have not had the best of days but I won't linger on that point for much longer. A few negative points in the past twenty four hours has got me thinking a lot about my life and what I am actually doing in it. For those of you who are close to me you will know why I have been in this sollum mood for the best part of four hours. On lookers and strangers will not, and for that you are probably lucky. I mean, If I was a nice person I would say to this certain pair that I wish them the best of luck, but that would involve me lying through my teeth, so if that makes me a bad person, so be it. The mishaps in my life add up to a grand total but I'm happy to announce to you that there are also many good events in my life which counteract the bad. My friends have been life savers these past few months for this I am grateful. So anyways I doubt very much you came on here to listen to me waffle on about my dramatised life. You would like to know what happened in my eventful day no doubt? Well here goes nothing. Make yourself comfy this may be a long one.....

So I woke to the newly acquired cockerels that my dad was determined to have. I had yet again had a restless night both coping with my little sister and helping my friends last minute attempt at English revision. So when I got to sleep at around 1am this morning I was not surprised to find myself literally dragging myself out of the bed and into those school clothes of mine. Poems in hand I made my way to the dining table to fill my face with cereal and..... You're probably by now as asleep as I was this morning right now so lets skip a few hours shall we...

Legs quivering and my lip hurting from the constant pressure of my teeth pounding on to it in an attempt to avoid the stress and worry that I was feeling. I was outside the English Literature examination. Once I sat down in my well known desk J3 the panic left me and I was able to complete my paper with ease and I came out quite happy knowing that I had tried my very hardest. Only two more English exams to go! A* here I come... but don't quote me on that because I know when I read those all important grades it will say anything but an A* but theres wishful thinking for you. Overall I'm pretty happy with the GCSE papers that I have taken part in so far and fingers crossed I have not yet come acorss a FAIL. Only ten more exams to go then I get to kick out and relax for summer, which has been the only thing keeping me going since the start of these exams... Can't wait...

It was the last of my Business Studies lessons today and I'm pretty relieved for it to be over. I only took the subject due to a mishap of words that the woman at options evening happen to say. Along with this I thought it would be interesting and an intellectual topic - Boy, was I wrong. It's not that it's a severly bad subject either, I'm probably being so negative about it because let's be honest, I'm hopeless. Anything the teacher says seems to go in one ear and then within seconds right back out the other, not what I call productive learning. So I'm pretty much dreading this exam next month. But anyways, where was I? Oh yes, our last Business Studies lesson. Well it was full of fun and exciting things for once in the whole two years that I have been present in that class. A couple of friends and myself thought it would be fun to go onto the balcony outside the classroom and take a few shots of ourselves as a group, and along with this we took full advantage of the beautiful weather that the South East was experiencing today. For once the weather lady got it right, well done you! So anywho... we took a few snapshots and then we saw a perfect photo opportunity on the roof, not thinking it through and acting on impulse we decided to try and climb, oh how regretable that was. It concluded in us running from a ICT technician who happened to be in one of the class rooms by the roof and also an injury on my wrist which I had experienced from falling awkardely off the roof, how thrilling.

I know I said at the beginning of this blog that my day was far from perfect but after consolidating my thoughts and feelings over today's events I believe that it was a pretty productive and fun day.

Well that's all from me today...

I don't know what you guys are reading this for anyways, you should be revising!