I know what I said

But unfortunately, as I said after what I said of definitely having a long post today means that I was totally busy, and I have no time to do it now.

Luckily (or many unluckily) it's Saturday tomorrow, meaning that I'll have a lot of free time, and a lot of extra things to add to the list.

So lets get that list back up, eh?

1) A certain friend.
2) Bus trips
3) Reminiscing.
4) Danny Phantom
5) Exams.
6)Maths
7)Iron Man 2
8) World Championships.
9) I have more Pictures. Yay (*Hears groan in the background*)


So that should take a decent amount of time tomorrow. And as I said, it's a Saturday so I don't have to worry about time unless I stupidly start blogging at 23:23 again. 


Yeah, that's just me for you.
Anyway, I don't have much more to say other than...


I'm really excited for Iron Man 2 tomorrow. It looks amazing!


And G'Night! I'm knackered!
Anyway, the only things I want to talk about are in my blog ready for tomorrow. I will

I haven't been able

To control this random urge to rewatch Danny Phantom episodes and re-read Danny Phantom fanfiction. It's unbelievable.

I've reread quite a lot of stuff over the last couple of days.
And I almost forgot to blog, which is the reason it won't be a long post. So I'll have to add yesterdays to talk about to tomorrow's to talk list, and make some new ones to talk about.

This is really going to amount to lengthy post, isn't it? So let me get up yesterday's blog aims for today and write some new ones onto those. It should be fun to talk about random topics, shouldn't it? A change from the usual drib drab. Excuses mainly. Why I can't blog, being tired. Jobless. How much life sucks.

Oh well, before I bore people more than usual, here are the blog aims for tomorrow, I'll start writing my blog early so that I have enough time to talk about everything.

Mind you, I say that, but I always forgot to blog. I always get caught up in fanficiton.

Damned reading habits.

Anyway, blog aims.

1) A certain friend.
2) Bus trips
3) Reminiscing.
4) Danny Phantom
5) Exams.


Now that should keep people interested for a while. Right?


Anyway, before I do get on a tangent. Night!

I feel like

I never get a chance to rest. Do you know what I mean, either I'm sleeping too much and I don't know it or I'm not sleeping enough. It's one of them feelings.

Life just isn't going my way sometimes.

Sorry this isn't going to be a long post today. Though I will put up things that I would like to talk about tomorrow night.

1) A certain friend.
2) Bus trips

But yeah, today has been a complete drag. And now I have to lunch hour tomorrow to see Rowlands because he's going to teach me some Maths.

It all sucks.

Anyway, I'm knackered.

See you tomorrow, for a hopefully longer post. Though I can't make any promises.

Night!

Just a quick blog

Because I seriously have to be getting to sleep.

I totally lost track of time watching Danny Phantom episodes. So I only have so and so amounts of time.

The main thing I'm totally confused about is The Last Song, my sister is forcing me to go and see it on Friday and I'm totally not looking forward to it. It's going to be a drag. To be honest, I don't even remember why I said I was confused. So there, Friday is going to be a depressing day for me. The End.

I can't wait for Iron Man 2 on Saturday. It's gonna be hella amazing! It looks amazing, judging from the trailers anyway. But Clash of the Titans looked pretty decent from the trailers and look how that turned out. It sucked.

Anyway, not much else to talk about. Vampire Diaries was pretty cool. I know, don't knock me here, I know I said that Vampire shows like this are shit, and I acknowledge that it's crap. I just like to watch things like this so that I have a decent argument against it. I like to be up to date on my vampire crap anyway.

But I'm going to bed now. See yas in da morning.
Lol, kidding, I'd never part with such horrific spelling.

See you soon! Night!

The Rise of the Vampires

I have noticed (you'd sorta have to be blind not to) that there has been a rapid increase in Vampires. Vampire literature and Vampire movies in particular.

So lets be honest with ourselves here, I love vampires, but is the kind of vampire rise lately the kind of vampire's we really want?

Do you want a mushy gushy vampire that refuses to drink blood? Nope. Neither do I. I love classic Bram Stoker vampires. Love them would be the word. I love Darren Shan's vampires. I love the Night Watch's vampires. But what about today's vampire's?

Today's vampires usually follow these principles.

1. They won't drink human blood
2. The usually fall in love with a human.

It's not difficult to see the overused plot nowadays. Twilight rocked these types of vampire's into stardom, and now rabid 12 year olds think that these are the type of vampire's that everyone should admire.

To me, this is like Jesus committing a sin. Vampire's are not supposed to be all mushy gooshy heroic. Or if they are going to be, at least make it a bit more interesting (Note to Stephenie Meyer, who ruined the Vampire Kingdom), and in my opinion vampires should not feel bad about drinking human blood.

Human blood, to a vampire is its main source of food, right? According to the extensive and painstaking research I did on vampire mythology (in other words Wikipedia). So it's basically blood to a vampire is like a McDonalds to a human. So why do they have a problem with it? If it's their main source of the daily dose, then what's the fear?

I hate vampires like that. Ashamed of who they are. Ashamed of their legacy. Vampire's in my mind should have evil tendencies, have lots of sex, and not really care about the amount of human blood they're drinking....

That is probably a very stereotypical view of a vampire, but it's the way I think they should act.

Come on Vampires. Be proud of who you are! Do not let Twilight, Morganville (well at least in Morganville they do drink blood...., I've currently only read the first book. So I can't really say much on it yet) and all the rest bring you down. Fight for your honour!

Anyway, that's my opinion said in a vague way.

I'll be seeing ya tomorrow.

Night!

Reminiscing on the past.

Today has been a very nostalgic day. I've been rewatching a lot of stuff that I was really into like 2 years ago. Stuff like Danny Phantom and Yugioh. I sometimes miss these shows, and want to rewatch specific episodes. So I saw some of my favourite YuGiOh episodes this morning and I've been watching some of my fav episodes of Danny Phantom this afternoon.

Is it sad to say that I still really like the shows? I mean, I know now that they aren't the greatest, but I have had the time to rewatch and acknowledge the effort put into these shows. The research, the imagination.

It's one of these days where I take the time out to appreciate such things in my life as it's rapidly declining. 

But yeah, school tomorrow. I've finally finished my commentary on my creative writing piece. Would you like me to share it with you? Well you don't really have a choice because I don't have much else to talk about. I won't share the commentary though, I don't know if I've done it right or not....

English Literature.

Creative Writing – The Book Thief.

Let us take a break from our main character. Let me jump you to a new place, a character of lesser importance. But a character of intriguing qualities.

         I could tell from just the look on his face that he was going to be an interesting one. The sky, an unholy white stared down at me from above. Again, today, thousands of innocents will be lost. Their bodies piling high. Creating a lot of work for me.

I stalked around the concentration camp, taking notice of all that was around me. Haunting would be the correct word to describe what was going on around me. Their faces. Full of fear, confusion. They did not know what was going on around them. They did not understand that by taking those small fearful steps they would never return to this world..

They could not see me, yet I felt all of their gazes piercing me. This was an unnatural way for them to die.

But this is getting off the point. This is not the reason that I’m talking about them. There was one man in particular who had a strange face. I was doing one of my increasing visits to there, ‘the showers’ as the Nazis liked to call them.

The man stood there, his face stone blank, no emotion on his face. No pleas of escape tearing its way through his throat like the others there. Nothing.

No emotion crossed his face at all. He did not take any longer than the rest of them to die. He was just a peculiar being.

His emotionless face, not even a whisper of a prayer ghosted out of his mouth. No form of prayer. He had no reason to believe that there was any salvation for him out there, for he had grown up in a nation where he was believed to be a disgusting form of human being, lower than the rats that wonder the streets.

The boy himself could not have been older than his late teens. He had no understanding of the way of life. He did not have a chance to understand how people lived. How people were supposed to die. He had no understanding of what was happening to him. He was a confused person. But he did not let that show.

Even as I held him after death, holding his cold soul to my chest. His face was expressionless. His eyes staring into the depths of beyond.

I don’t know whether I should call where he was going ‘salvation,’ it was salvation from the cruel unjust punishment he had received. But it was not salvation, as he was taken from the world prematurely. Not shown how fulfilling his life could have been.

One thing he did that most surprised me, was that he looked up. He looked straight at me as though he could see me. He looked death in the eye. No one has done that to me before. Though any who think they have, have all suffered the same fate as he, the boy.

I looked up at the sky that day. I looked up and noticed its white. A white that blinds. A light that shines purity into the darkest of people. But there was also blotches of red, disturbing the peace. The blood of the innocent.

I was waiting for Hitler though; I knew his time would come to an end soon. I knew that one day he would be resting in my arms as I retrieved his soul for the beyond. The hands of his soul bloodied with the boys blood, with the blood of all who died because of him. I will await that day.

Hitler’s face is something that I wish to see, not to see the face of a killer, I’ve seen plenty of them. But to compare his expression to the expressionless one of the ones that he had ordered people to kill.

During that day, there were many scared faces. There were faces of understanding. Faces of bravery. Calm. But he was the only one with a face that was expressionless, like he was already dead on the inside. Like the men outside had killed his soul (though I can assure you it was still all intact) before killing his body. It was a sight to behold.

I would like to see that face again. I yearn to see that face again. Study it more in-depth than I did the time I saw it. Master everything that there is to master on the face. The blank expression, the dull eyes, the firm set lips. The way the lights dimmed in his eyes as he died, as I extracted his soul from him.

I would have liked to know what her expression would have been like to what was going on here, covered in a veil of lies. Though it is not the only camp, her expression would be one of disbelief. She would cry for their release. She would not be able to believe her eyes. Though my eyes have witnessed far more, her eyes hold knowledge that not even I know of. Her eyes see things that I do not.

The boy, no younger than a teenager, no older than her, died at the hand of the enemy. He did not die an honourable death. He died out of spite, vengeance. Something petty that Hitler holds against his kind of people.

He knew this though. I could tell. He was the kind to know of something without realizing, he was clueless to the world, clueless to the destiny that he had, clueless that he was to be a number, a fragment of history that people will study in many years to come.

His face, is something that I will always remember. It is not something that I will cherish. But something memorable. As with every new day comes a new face.

And there ya have it.

Hope you enjoyed. Not that anyone looks at my blog anyway, I can pretend people do... so...
Night!
Night

Rotten Luck

I've had nothing but bad luck all day. I don't know what it is anymore.

So first off, the camera on my phone has not been working for some time, so my Uncle, sister and I planned to go to town today so that we could sort it out.

But today isn't really where the story starts so let me give you a little backing story. My brother went out to town drinking with his mates last night.

Okay you have the backing story.

So the day started off bad when I forgot to set my alarm clock and slept in late. So that means I was later going in the shower and later getting all my stuff ready.

Then, when I went to see my parents, I found out that my brother had not come home yet, and at 3 this morning they got a text saying he was sleeping over a friends house.

Then it got worse, we get a text from Sam at 10, an hour before I had to be meeting with our Uncle, that Sam had done something to his ankle, and he couldn't walk on it properly.
Tick. Bad luck one.

So my Mum dropped my sister and I at my Uncle's house and we went into town. The Orange shop in fairness to them were great. The only good thing to happen to me.

Then, halfway through our visit to Orange Sara gets a call from Mam, can we mind the kids? They gotta take Sam to A&E.
Tick. Bad luck two.

Sara gets her birthday present.

We take the kids to Burger King. I get ketchup on my trousers.
Tick. Bad luck three.

Go to HMV in hopes of getting a refund in the garbage known as Justin Bieber music. The sales assistant is suspicious, we told him that our stereo didn't play the CD, but he tried it on their stereo and the CD worked of course. There was nothing initially wrong with the CD, Sara just didn't like it. But we do get away with it and get a gift card with our money back on it.

Go outside, to wander town. A seagull shits on me.
Tick. Bad luck four.

Passed to advertisements for part time jobs. I can't apply for them because I have the kids and Josh with me.
Tick. Bad luck five.

Go back to HMV, I wanted to get Iron Man, and Sara wanted to get 17 Again.
Luckily, this one went to plan. I got the last copy of Iron Man in the ENTIRE shop :D Go me.

Go get Ice Cream because Josh wanted Ice Cream.
Jess throws a strop because she wanted a cornet and Josh got her one of those polystyrene cups.
Tick. Bad luck six.

Get home and luckily nothing bad has happened to me yet, and the day is ending.

But yeah, to be honest with you everything has sucked.

Iron Man was cool though. I really enjoyed it. It was compelling.

Though I do think I would enjoy it more without my sister's mobile phone noises in the background. You know? Kinda hinders the enjoyment.

That's what tomorrow's for, right?

Night!

At leas today's blog isn't as short, right?

I definitely had quite a bit to talk about.

Hopefully my luck will get better soon....

My dance teacher

Has been running me to the ground lately in lessons. It's quite bad actually. Not bad as in it's kind of abusive, no seriously this is just me whining as usual, but yeah, after every lesson I'm left tired and aching. It's a good thing for my health of course. I'll be so much fitter. But, in the end, I hate being so tired anymore.

Anyway, that's not what I'm planning on talking about. I've been having a lot of career insight lately, mostly due to the fact that we went to a University fair today. To say the lease, I had a lot of fun. I didn't expect to have a lot of fun at this thing, I got a lot of prospectuses, pens and such. I also got a lot more information on what kind of future I want to get into, and how hard it'll be. I learnt a lot about the different universities. It was very very good.

I don't think I'd take back the day :D

Anyway.

Again, I've been a bit of a bitch lately when it comes to short blogs, I considered doing another photo montage, but I guess I didn't want to bore you all.

I'm not much of a photographer you see.

So, there's really not much for me to say.

That, or my dance induced brain can't think of anything better to say about what I want to say. You see if I was less tired I'd probably write like a whole essay on what I've done today, especially the University fair.

It sucks really how tired I am, all the time.

Anyway, before I notice anymore follow Friday's for me on twitter, I'm going.

Night!

Lol.

The blog title is 'lol' because I have nothing better to put as a title.

So as usual in the boring life of Beca, nothing much is really happening.

There is one or two things going on that I'm not too keen about, but one of them I have a solution it's just waiting to get to the end of that crossroad type of thing.

One of the main problems at the moment is one o my other friends, not the friend I usually talk about that's not really a friend....? You keeping up because I certainly ain't. Lol.

But anyway, she's been quite annoying recently, she brags about her car all the time, she brags about everything that she has, she does it subtly though. All I have is books and my writing, but then she goes and takes things like that from me too. I hate it when people do that, you introduce them to something and they think by the end of it their amazing at the certain subject. She's a dominating character I guess.

I'm putting this down at the moment to stress. I am stressed I will admit it and for two reasons.

1) Exams.

2) I still don't have a job.

It's quite suckish really. But apparently there was a job advertisement in a shop window in town, so I'm going to check into that. I'm really desperate for a job at the moment.

But yeah, one of the things I do to cheer myself up at the moment is watch LittleKuriboh videos on Youtube. I've been a fan of his for a while now and I kinda missed out on a lot, to me there was a lo of confusion because of the suspension on youtube and whatnot, but I'm glad I've found him again. Because he is such an hilarious guy.

I never noticed though how big he was, you know famous. He has all these voice actors quoting him all the time. It's quite hilarious.

Anyway, I'm going to be going now. I know I posted something yesterday that I was going to talk about, but at the moment I can't remember what it was and I can't be bothered to go and find out. It's funny really how I plan on talking about something and write down on the blog that I'm going to talk about something, but I completely forget when it comes to actually talking about it.

I know this blog has been quite vague, but I promise you when things get better I will talk a bit more freely about it.

Night!

Again, not a long post

Lol, I've now used this title twice.

But sorry this isn't going to be a long one, I lost track of time watch Lady Gaga interviews. But yeah, nothing much happened.

Anyway, I do have something to talk about, just tomorrow.

I'll bullet point it so I know I have to talk about it

• School Study Leave

I think this concludes my blog, my shortest ever I think, there's like nothing in it!

Night!

I'm really cold

I don't know what it is, I'm just really cold, even though its like 6 degrees outside.

One thing I cannot wait for is the end of the week. It's only Tuesday and I feel like all the life has been sucked from me. Tomorrow is my English Lit revision night, but I first need to find an excuse to tell to my Eng Lit teacher in gwyr about why I haven't done her homework essays.

Currently I have what I think to be a viable excuse. I'm going to tell her that my Welsh oral exams are coming up really fast and I've been studying really hard for them, and that I've placed higher priority on finishing my coursework than doing her crap essays.

Obviously I won't use them words, I'll just put them in a nicer way.

Anyway, I've scrapped the idea of meeting Darren Shan, as much as I'd love to go and see him, there are obvious flaws in the plan and my mum will never let me go that far on my own. So it's cool. There'll be other chances to meet some of my favourite authors when the time comes. And when I'm hopefully not in Swansea, but in Birmingham studying English at Uni.

Anyway, sorry to keep it short again, but I've really got to be going. I've done a lot of stuff besides doing work/revision today and that's a habit I need to kick.

So, night everyone! Even though no one reads here, I don't mind I'll pretend that I have followers who like to know what's happening in my life.

Though there's not much of that I can assure you!

You know....

I almost forgot to blog today, it must have been yesterdays early posting that put me off, or the fact that my heads been someplace else all day.

Anywhere than where it's needed.

As it's so late, I'm unfortunately going to have to tell you that this is probably all today's blog is going to amount to.

One more thing. Is is a ridiculous idea blowing like all of your money to go and meet an author in Manchester because it's the closest place that he's getting to you and that you really, really want to meet him? Yep. Darren Shan is the author, though I know I'll never get to Manchester to get a book signed by him. It's just a ludicrous thing to think, my mum and dad will be like 'I am not allowing for you to go and blow all your money on some author you won't care about in a few years time'. It's a sad thing to say that I've never actually been to a book signing as none of my favourite authors come to where I live. So I have to resort to things like this. Maybe, just maybe, my Mum and Dad will sympathize with me and help my sister and I in going if I pull the 'I've never been to a book signing before', and they might give. Just the thought of actually going gets me really excited. I guess it's time to count the money, right?

I'll probably never go, so oh well.

Might as well destroy the hopes now before they get too big.

Blog soon, Night!

A Photo Montage

That's right. Today's blog is a montage of pictures. I have noticed that I have a strange amount of pictures on my desktop right now so I thought I might share them all here, for no apparent reason, it also holds off my complaining about school :D

Anyway, first one.

This is the book that is probably the next in line for me to read. I downloaded the image from the official Harper Voyager website. I can't wait to read it it sound really, really amazing!

This is the second in the series, I have yet to acquire this one. Hopefully the first one is awesome enough for me to buy it because I honestly don't have a lot of money at the moment.

Well, yeah, this kinda leads on to what probably most of the later pictures are going to be about. Lady Gaga is in Percy Jackson, right? Well, my sister and I are like obsessed with her music now.....

It's cool though, right?

This is from one of the Naruto Manga's the image to the left of the panel is the funny part about it. I laughed anyway.......

I guess this is just a close up of that image. Naruto has it's funny moments sometimes..........

I completely forgot why I took this picture until I looked closer at the trending topics. Justin Bieber isn't there, it's a rarity these days......

This picture was taken to prove something about the day I was blogging. I forgot to post it in the end, silly me, right?






I do things like that all the time though....

Ode de joys of google translate, right? I speak Welsh and this is just hilarious. I was experimenting on translate when I should have been revising. Lol.

A quote from Meet Bill. I love that film. Note the #LoganLerman. We tried to get it trending on twitter, it has yet to prevail....

This next lot of photo's are of Percy Jackson in the Top 100 in Waterstone's Amazon and what not. I have no actual idea why I took them, but hey, they're there, so why not put them here, right?

Now this one is special, look at how long it's been there is says something about being in the charts for like 560 days. Wow, hopefully one of my books will become that big....





Phew, now I think that used up a lot of creative energy to post. Sorry if there are double's I was checking as I was posting but I could have missed some...

And before I get into trouble. I don't own any of the picture's I just screen cap them or download them...

So I've been doing a lot...

Of research into getting books published. I know I'm a long long way away from getting one of my books published mainly for the fact that I need to finish one first. Though how everything works out has always been a big curiosity to me.

I've been getting floods of ideas for my stories see, and I plan on finishing at least one of these novels by the end of the year, even if it's a first draft and struggles to reach over 20 pages. The main thing is that I've written it and I can go from there and increase it by a couple hundred pages.

I've also been questioning myself a lot lately, like if I really want to go to University or do I want to go and flat out pursue my career, I think gaining a degree in English will support me better in my career, but then another part of me thinks well I can pursue my career just fine without the aid of a University degree. But even if I go to University not just for the career but for the experience, I'll be missing out on loads, I think.

And then there's the problem of actually getting there in the first place. I've had like no work ethic at all this Easter, and now I'm finally realizing how much work I've actually got to do and I basically have to do it all tomorrow or I'm going to be in some trouble with the school.

Life just sucks really. I'm actually going to have to do something about my school report and I haven't yet decided where I'm going to hide it because I'm definitely not going to be showing it to my parents until absolutely necessary. I feel embarrassed that it's such a bad report. They all praise me then give me the crappiest marks, this though gives me the determination to revise and do well just to prove to them that I work harder than they think I do, that I deserve more than a D and C's in most of my subjects. Maths is understandable, I haven't done well in Maths all year, but English literature a D? Now that just didn't seem all that right to me, especially when I've been working all that much harder than most people in the class. Which makes me really ashamed to hand over my report to my Mum and Dad, I can lie to them for a certain amount of time, but I'm not sure how long I can actually carry the lie out. I mean, I can act the forgetful person, but in the end that one will get tiresome.

I think this is the only time you'll ever hear me thank the Lord for exams for them to draw their mind away from my report, then there's bacc work to worry about and work experience so that will be a big help in helping them to forget then when the school year ends I won't have to worry about it again! Plan solved, right?

I bet I'm gonna look back at this post in a coupla years time and think what an idiot I am for refusing to show my report and I should have ballsed up and showed it to them no matter what the consequence, but at the moment, I don't care what future me thinks. Future me just wants to focus on exams and do well in them so I can rub it in their snot nosed faces that I proved them wrong and maybe they should have thought about that before marking me down.

Ha, take that school.

I can't wait to finish this damned school, a change of scenery would be nice and without the constant reminders that I have so and so amounts of work to do in the time that I don't have because their shoving essay's down my throat.

It's going to be an interesting start to the term, I can assure you.

Anyway, I think I've ranted enough now.

Night!

I don't know what I did wrong....

But somehow Orange don't think I'm the employee for them, at least, by the looks of it I wasn't turned down by lack of experience. It sucks really now that there are like no jobs going currently that I could do. I mean, I'm looking mainly for a part time job, mainly on Saturdays, but I could do a Thursday night too. Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday are cut out because my Mum works and can't take me, then  Friday is out because of dance.

It all sucks.

Anyway, sorry this is to be a short blog. I'm really tired tonight, dance was hell, so I'm going to bed early. Night!

Do you have bullshit seeing powers?

Okay, this is probably a bit random, but whatever, it's a blog, I can say and do whatever I want to.

I have been thinking a lot recently about friends. I have noticed their ability to bullshit anything. I have one friend where I've noticed the bullshit just pile drives out of her gob. I mean, I don't mean to talk shit about my friends. That's not the agenda, but sometimes I do start to wonder how gullible they think I am, or how gullible they are to believe everything they see and hear.

Of course, I know that people go through that naive phase of life where everything they see or hear is completely 100% true and there's no discussion about it, but one of my friends takes it to a whole new level.

Thinking about it now, I don't really have examples because there are just too many to choose from. But I can assure you that she does bullshit everything and tries to make it out where her answer is potentially the only answer.

She's not as bad as some people, a certain person in fact, that with her if you defy her and try to speak truth your basically blaspheming.

I do wonder how I got into such a group of friends, but then there is at least one friend I'm happy to have. Glad to have. I guess it's mainly because I've changed, people expect me to the same person year after year, but I can assure you that I have changed, I know it's happened. I hate going around throwing my weight around. I appreciate my opinion of true beauty, but I also acknowledge that there are other opinions. I feel as if I've matured but some people haven't, that they're still stuck at such a level that I've gone beyond comprehension.

This person is constantly on about her sex life, I mean do I really want to know how much they get it on in a weekend? No, not really. Then there's also the hypocrisy. Where she talks about certain people and goes yeah, I hate that they think that their always right, I'm right, aren't I? I mean, I can tell when people are being funny with me, I know that she's being funny even if you can't. You know that type of thing. That type of thing I never understand.

I guess there's just a lot of things I don't understand. It's just a phase I guess. Like I know in a couple of weeks I'll be over this thing about being bullshited and so on and so forth. It's all a bunch of crap in my opinion, I'm just way too stressed to be dealing with it at the moment.

Plus, I have some decently good news. :D:D:D:D:D:D Orange got back to me and they said in the email that I had passed the original screen test and invited me to do this questionnaire thing, I guess that's a really good thing, right? Hopefully I answered the questions right. I love phones so there's no biggie there :D

Whip It!

So today I went to see Whip It! with my sister. I've always thought that Ellen Page is a really good actress (I've only ever seen her in Juno, which is an amazing film) so I was pretty psyched when I saw the trailers for Whip It in the cinema.

So to say that the day was great is wrong. When I went into the cinema screen there were these two girls in the row behind me blabbering on about something or other (luckily they shut up for the film) and I had big hopes for the trailers as it's a chance to see what new films are coming out. Then the screening got even worse when a trailer for Eclipse came on. I considered leaving the screening, but decided against making a scene. It's not in my nature.

So Whip It is a great movie. I highly enjoyed the cliched plot. But it made you feel good. I like films like that sometimes. Of course, as a film like that you knew what was going to happen, but it was good knowing what was going to happen, there's definitely potential for a sequel? I'd love to see a sequel with a plot line similar to the Hurl Scouts going to a big league tournament for Roller Derby, anything like that. It would be a great thing to see.

This is not going to be a long review, it's not even really a review, I'm just stating how I liked the film, it's definitely one I'd buy on DVD when it comes out. So go Whip It.

Anyway,

Great film, amazing cast, I loved the idea as it's not one I would usually see in the cinema's, I never even knew what a Roller Derby was, so thanks for that! I hear that it's based off a book, is the book any good? I'd like to read it. But yeah, great cast, great film. It makes you feel good about yourself and sends a message to never quit on your dreams.

Another thing. I'm really looking forward to another of Ellen Page's films. Inception. Now that looks amazing.

But for another time. Night! I know, I'm actually going to bed reasonably early today, what's wrong with me? Lol.


Edit: Lol, I only just noticed I spelt the title of the film wrong in the blog. I've changed it now from Whit to Whip. Go me!

This is not going to be a...

Long blog post because I posted earlier (it was yesterdays technically, but I'm tired and just want to go to bed).

Since my interview now yesterday, I've thought loads about what I did yesterday, I know some of my answers were stupid now that I think about it. I know I could have sold myself better and you know in retail, the customer always comes before the employee. I knew that, why I didn't vocalize it is behind me. I'm just going to pin this one down on nerves because it was my first interview, and the company did tell me I did well for a first timer.

Anyway, a job seems to have come up in Primark, which is my next destination I guess, luckily I'm in town tomorrow so it won't be hard to pick up an application form :D

To be honest with you, it's getting to one of them stages where you really have to wonder about how your going to make ends meet if you never get a footing on the retail economy if no one hires you because your a newcomer, know what I mean? Which is where Primark comes in, they seem to bring in anyone, so hopefully I can rely on them to get a job even if they do treat me like shit as long as their paying me :D

Anyway, I'm going to be going now, seriously tired and I have another early morning tomorrow.

Night!

The Job Interview

Written yesterday, but my internet died out....

Okay, it was fail.

I didn't get the job, I answered like all the questions wrong, and I know it. I look back and think, why the hell did I answer the question like that? I know myself I could have answered them better.

It sucks really, but it looks like I'm back on the hunt. Not that I ever got off the hunt, I just hoped that I'd have to stop hunting, know what I mean? Life just sucks. 

I've actually lost count of how many jobs I've applied for lately.

Anyway, to the interview, I won't write about it in detail about the interview as I have school in the morning. Maths revision, the idea totally drives me up the wall of waking up early two days in a row, but I know I'll benefit from tomorrow. It's maths, I fail at maths.....

Just because the interview is kind of a sore subject, I'm going to be moving on to a new one.

Chrono Crusade. I love Chrono Crusade. I think I have the right to say that when I spent like £100 on the series when it was first coming out. The idea behind the show is very original, it's heartwarming, but also heartbreaking at the same time. I listen to them on some episodes vowing never to die on one another, but in the end they do die together, which has to be like the saddest anime episode in history. 

The show is superbly done in English and Japanese. I could watch every episode multiple times and I have watched the show multiple times and the show has not seen the end of me.

I love how the internet decides to die on me seconds before I get to post this, so I guess I'll have to miss today's blog. That sucks.

Technically it's Tuesday anyway, but I haven't gone to bed yet, meaning that it's still the day before to me..... Damn. That sucks.

I'd better save it to word and come back to it in the morning, before going to school...... TT.TT

Night. Or it'll be Morning! When I come back to it now....

See you tonight for another one!

Again, not a long post

I seem to feel like I get into these phases of blogging where I don't really blog much. It's either because I have no time, I leave it until there's no time, or that I'm too tired to blog, or I just don't have much to blog about.


So I've got my interview tomorrow and I'm totally nervous. I've read all these things about what to expect and how to act, some of them I do naturally, but I have a really bad habit of cursing. I know it doesn't sound like a bad thing here, but apparently in a job interview it's very very bad.


I think really it's just something that'll happen and if it doesn't go all that well, it doesn't matter it's not a life or death situation. I know what to not raise, I know just answer the questions and do as told, I read that that's a good sign to an employer because it shows that you can follow orders. I've done some background history on the retailer, I've got like 4 copies of my CV, I've got references, my NI number, the lot, it's just showering and picking a suitable outfit in the morning, shoes will be my biggest downfall, I don't think converse will pass off as good enough shoes so I might borrow a pair from my sister, but hopefully things will go well.

Anyway, I'm off, I need a good nights rest ready for the half an hour of my life that it's really going to account for much of the day but surely the biggest part of my life. I'll write about it as soon as I get home so that I don't forget anything even if it doesn't go according to plan :D

Night!

Happy Birthday, Haley Joel Osment

Basically, this is going to be like the only thing I'll be doing today. I did an all-nighter last night and I'm out for the count.

I've got mixed feelings currently about the interview on Monday, I'm just so happy that someone has given me the chance. I'm going to be doing a lot of research into the company tomorrow and we'll see how things go from there, right? That's what I'll probably be blogging about on Monday, probably in tears for how much I screwed up......

I had an awesome night last night, I just learned that now I'm going to never drink Red Bull before going to bed, and sugar, obviously a bad combo, I couldn't get to sleep at all.

Anyway, the last thing I'm going to say before going to bed now is....

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HALEY JOEL OSMENT.

Night!

I don't think I've been so happy

In my life. Or at least for a while.

This is going to be a short post because I'm going out now soon.

But....

There is a reason why I'm posting.

I HAVE A JOB INTERVIEW!

Yes, someone actually got back to me. PC World rang me this morning and told me they wanted to see me for an interview, so I'm going now on Monday, at 11 for an interview.
I'm so happy, excited, but nervous at the same time.

It's a weekend job which I can easily do.

I'm so happy I can barely think!

Anyway, I have to be going now.

Happy Friday!

Another Day, Another story

One thing I know that scares me is typing this post and listening outside because I can hear the cats running around fighting on the roof. They do it at moments when you least expect it. It's really a lot scarier than what it sounds to be.

Okay, so the main reason for this would be I revisited my childhood tonight. To the first horror movie I ever saw. Ghost Ship. I know, I know, it's not a very scary film, but at 12 anything and everything is a lot scarier than what it is. So the film has pacing issues, what films don't? One of the main reasons I'd say I saw the film is because of Emily Browning. Now, I'm no fan of her stuff, I don't hate her either, I know she exists and I know she's a good actress, Ghost Ship was my first horror movie, I saw the film Lemony Snickets A Series of Unfortunate Events, which I've noticed has not gained many positive feedback from fans and reviewers alike. Then I saw her film The Uninvited and I was completely gobsmacked by her performance (In a good way, of course), and I was curious to see Ghost Ship again. I think I'd like to keep a close eye on her, see how she turns out. I've watched a total of one interviews with her and she seems like a pretty level headed girl.

But yeah, that is not the main focus of my blog today, at least I wasn't planning for it to be.

I don't think I'll be blogging tomorrow. I have a sleep over and dance is starting back tomorrow. I'll be in racks and at 4 o'clock in the afternoon I don't think I'll have much to say really. So it depends really, if I get like a response from a company in which I have applied for work, then obviously I'll blog it, but to be honest with you it won't be a very long blog post.

They never are these days are there?

Things are just so mundane, I don't know what to say. I'd be saying the same things repeatedly if I didn't control what I was putting on here, and by putting too much on here means that it'll show and it'll become messy.

I'm afraid people will find this blog, my friends in particular. I have this weird thing where I can admit to a load of people whom I don't know all these deep dark secrets but I can't tell my friends them. I'm sure I'm not the only one with this kind of thing. I don't feel confident enough to pour my heart out to them because I've built an image of a person that just doesn't care when in all honesty I don't, but I do have things I care for too. I'm a growing kid and we all have worries.

Speaking of worries. I promised my sister that I'd have a whole novel finished by the end of the year. Is that possible? I don't know, but since I promised it it means I have to do it.

That just means extra work for me, don't I do enough as is? I mean, I know I was the one who promised it, but I thought that she might forget about it and I wouldn't have to worry. But of course, as sisters are, she remembers that conversation quite clearly and I have to do it now.

Anyway, I'm feeling tired, I have to be awake early-ish tomorrow morning, I have washing to do before going on my sleep over, then I have to sort everything out and I have to write tonight before I go to bed. I've come to this thing where I have to do at least some writing before going to sleep now too. So that's two things I have to do before I go to bed these days .... TT.TT At this rate I won't be going to sleep until the early hours of the morning....

Night!

Clash of the Titans

Was as I feared. The trailers make it out to seem like the new thing since Avatar, especially with Avatar's own Sam Worthington playing lead.

So I went to the screening with high hopes of amazing effects, story, music and acting. I was also hoping for The Used to make an appearance at some point. But sadly that too was taken from me.

The film itself (this is coming from someone whom has not seen the original, so I have nothing to compare it to) is dismal. It's an okay film if you want to go and see it as an all out brawl with nothing else. There's not much of a plot. I wasn't quite following plot wise. It started out with Perseus and his human father, fishing. Then they were killed. Suddenly there was a rebellion. Perseus was casted into the army after being discovered to be a demi god. He won in the end, even though he was meant to die. All's well that ends well, right? Wrong.

To be honest with you. I'm still quite undecided about the film, I might have to go and see it again to get a proper feeling on the film.

Here's the synopsis for those who don't know about it

In “Clash of the Titans,” the ultimate struggle for power pits men against kings and kings against gods. But the war between the gods themselves could destroy the world. Born of a god but raised as a man, Perseus (Sam Worthington) is helpless to save his family from Hades (Ralph Fiennes), vengeful god of the underworld. With nothing left to lose, Perseus volunteers to lead a dangerous mission to defeat Hades before he can seize power from Zeus (Liam Neeson) and unleash hell on earth. Leading a daring band of warriors, Perseus sets off on a perilous journey deep into forbidden worlds. Battling unholy demons and fearsome beasts, he will only survive if he can accept his power as a god, defy his fate and create his own destiny.

So I'll start on some basic things.

1) Actors: The acting was okay for some. Ralph Fiennes (Hades) brought the acting standards up by quite a lot. Though he did sound like he had some form of a throat infection. Sam Worthington (Perseus) just couldn't seem to decide on what kind of accent to use. I know he's an Aussie, so at least I knew why sometimes he had an Australian accent. Liam Neeson (Zeus) looked bored.

2) Characters: Okay, so there's not much change you can do character wise, because of the setting, and the type of film. Though Zeus and Hades got quite a lot of say in it, Poseidon and the other Olympian Gods didn't get much of a say in at all. I think Poseidon might have said maybe 2 lines maximum. Perseus was quite boring and there wasn't really much development in him. The other characters were all killed off before anything decent could happen to them.

3) Music: To be honest with you, I didn't think too much of the music. It wasn't spectacular and it wasn't as bad some soundtracks I've heard.

4) Plot: As I've said, plot was quite monotonous. It seemed to lack a certain oomph, know what I mean? And the way they rewrote some of the Greek Mythology was way out of place. I know that it's Mythology and it's open to change, but the changes they made just weren't the right changes. And I felt that some scenes really dragged out, like when they were traveling seemed really long compared to some of the fight scenes in the film. And I thought that the fighting was going to be the main part of the film. Considering the type of movie it's advertised as anyway. So pacing wasn't the best either.

But I guess, as usual, my opinion is never going to be accounted for, so I'm only going to mention those four small (well rather large) things.

Over all I'd give the movie about a 4.5/10. The parts that tried to be humorous just weren't all that humorous and it was mundane in plot. I'd go and see it if I was feeling especially depressed. Of course, I'll probably buy it on DVD in a few years when it's worth like £3 or something.

I'm actually quite happy.

For a change, right?

But that doesn't mean this is going to be a long post. I know my posts have been dismal to say the least lately. But I'm always doing my blogs late at night and I'm so tired that's all I can think of is going to sleep.

But that doesn't stop me from being at least slightly happy.

I got an email from Pizza Hut today and it said......


Rebeca,
Just a short email to update you on the progress of your application with Pizza Hut.  Your details are now able to be viewed by other Pizza Hut Delivery/Restaurants within your local area.  We will contact you should a position be available at one of these locations.



I know it doesn't sound like much, but it means the world to me. It shows that they've looked at my application and have decided to share it. I know it probably sounds bad, but it shows that even though they don't have an interest in me, the other restaurants might. I know it all seems really unbelievable and they'll probably turn around and tell me that I'm no good to them. But we all need to have a little hope somewhere, right?


Lately, I've been thinking a lot about my writing, well what I am writing, and I've noticed that like all of my ideas are practically the same, so I've decided to merge some of the ideas and bring them all down to size.


Which just means for me a lot more work, I mean, one of my ideas it's changed so much. But it's better, I like this idea more now than what I did the other one and I can't wait to start writing it again.


The problem with changing a lot of the ideas is I have to change titles, some characters, you know, the obvious stuff needs to be changed, but hopefully the end product will be all the better.


I'm actually quite excited at the moment. Though it probably doesn't show at all. I'm going to see Clash of the Titans tomorrow and it looks amazing.


Well, to be honest with you, the only reason I'm actually going to see it is because The Used were in the trailer. I don't think I'd probably be in such a rush to see it if it wasn't for that. But all's well that ends well, right?


Anyway. I'm off to bed for the night. I'm knackered and I have to be up early in the morning.

Banging headache

Which is why this isn't going to be a long blog post.

I applied for another job today, though I think this one was a mistake.

The job wasn't the mistake. You see, I'm 16, but I wasn't exactly paying attention when it said on the information, applicants must be over 18.

The job is great for me. Weekends, ten hours, dicounts on computers. I love that kind of thing.

I'm not too worried about it though because I know I won't get chosen for anything. I've just given up expecting feedback or a reply from some companies because they take so DAMN LONG to get back to you.

So yeah, that about sums up my whole day.

I'm supposed to have Welsh revision tomorrow, but I feel like shit, so I don't think I'll be going. I haven't told my Mum that there's any revision and I can do it in my house anyway.

So that's that I guess.

My heads killing me too much to care at the moment.

So I guess I'll be seeing you around.

Night!

Sorry this is such a short blog post, and that it's really strangely written, I'm off to bed and I want to make the blog post look a lot bigger than what it is....

Happy Easter!

I have to be honest, Easter is usually one my favourite holidays. But a lot has happened since last Easter. Last Easter I wasn't a recovering anorexic. It's taken me a while to fully comprehend that I was anorexic. And now that I know it, I see loads of the symptoms in some of my usual thoughts. Like, habitually I count my calories, I dent eat some foods because of how high in calories they are.

That was a serious time in my life where I'd hide my dinners and bin them, I'd only eat half of my meals at home. I'd do anything to not eat breakfast. I was always tired, I didn't know what to do with myself.

And you know what. I'm still getting over it. It's not exactly easy to get over it. I still have loads of problems with the amount that I eat, even though it's still only around half of what other people eat. I just can't stand my figure anymore. I always thought that the thinner that I was, the better. I've learnt since then that there are other ways to go about becoming thinner. Well, not thinner, I wouldn't be getting better if I was still trying to be smaller.

Okay, well I am technically because I still think I'm fat. And I do get stray thoughts sometimes where I think 'God, I can't wait to go to Uni, I don't have to worry about being forced to eat all the time. I can skip as many meals as I want'. And I hate to admit it, I'm sure that there will be a time when, and if, I go to Uni that I probably will have a relapse.

I hate being in the mental state of mind. But there's nothing I know I can do to get out of it. I can't tell my mum again, she'll take me back, I don't want to go back.

So, I'm trying to deal with this one on my own, though it's a lot harder than I thought.

Sometimes I do feel like just giving up. Just let my thoughts of starving myself to come over me again.

I mean, I was never bulimic. I've contemplated doing something like that, but I've never had the balls to do something like that.

That's one of the reasons why I love to read fiction novels like that, it comforts me to know, that even thought they're fictional, I can relate to them.

I hate it.

I sometimes wonder why I bother fighting. I know I'm fighting a losing battle. It's days like Easter that made me contemplate it even more. I see all the chocolate around me and I feel sick.

So, I've basically got all these eggs lying around and I don't know what to do about them.

I hate seeing them here. I might just give them away or something. I don't want them here.

They honestly do make me feel fat by just LOOKING at them

But anyway. Enough of my problems. I hope everyone is having a great holiday so far. I wish I could say the same. I've got a lot of revision to do now. The joyous holidays, right?

I know they say

That twitter is a form of mini blogging. But for people like me who try to blog everyday it's not exactly the same.

Do you know what I mean?

I mean, I strictly leave my other blog for one blog post a day, so that this blog comes into use for extra thoughts after blogging. Or something I forget to mention after posting the blog.

So when I try to get a hundred new tweets, it's easy. But to reach a new set of blogs I have to blog every day and it'll take like a hundred days.

But that's what I love about blogging. I can whatever I want for as long as I want and not have to worry about a 140 character word limit. I find that twitter is just a really short way of saying your thoughts or I have to put my thoughts on to lots of different tweets, which again instantly revs up the tweet count, so that I have like 1,500 tweets over there now. It's unbelievable.

But still, no matter how long it takes me to get to hundreds of blog posts over here, I prefer to write long, lengthy posts than raise the tweet count up easily.

This probably made no sense because I'm so tired.

So I'm going to sleep whilst you all try to figure out what in the Hell I'm on about, because to be honest with you. I don't have a clue what I'm on about.

Not much to say really.

It's been quite the slow day. I've started revising for the exams as I've had my timetable. It's not that bad. Most of it comes down to Maths, so I'm focusing a lot of my time on Maths.

I haven't tweeted as much and believe it or not I haven't applied for any jobs today. My mum went into town and saw a job advertisement in one of the shop windows so fingers crossed its still there when I go to town on Wednesday.

Since breaking up from school for the Easter holidays, I find that my days are so thrown off it's unbelievable. I mean, I keep thinking its Sunday or Monday, when I know it's actually Saturday. I suck really, don't I?

I was thinking a lot today about my writing career. I find that a lot of the ideas I have are similar. So I've started combining a lot of them. But then, that leaves some of them with really crappy titles. I can't think of any title's at all to one story I'm writing. So far it's got the title 'The Abandoned' but I googled it and it's already been taken by someone else, so I'm trying to think of another title for it. Working title of course, because title's aren't usually the easiest thing to come to me.

Ah, well, one'll come to be eventually.

Until then, good night!

It's Easter tomorrow. I can binge on as much chocolate as I want. Go me!

I've totally

Been watching loads and loads of Bleach today.

But surprisingly enough that is not the highlight of my day today. I know how this is going to sound but twitter has been the highlight of my day today.

You see, a group of Logan Lerman fans and I were attempting to get Logan into the Trending Topics board on twitter, I figuratively met like 20 new people today and they are all a load of fun. It was a really funny afternoon. Besides having to wait out the twitter limit on tweeting. I didn't know that there was a limit to how much tweets you do in an hour.

It was funny though. I posted over 400 tweets today solely on Logan Lerman, I hope he realizes that he does have dedicated fans on twitter. We tried to get Brandon T. Jackson on it, but he wasn't on twitter, or he was just ignoring the fans. Either way it was a really good day and you can obviously tell by the amount I'm not swearing.

By the way, I'm sorry for all of that, it's not exactly been an easy week. It's never an easy week really. But I'm stressed out and writing is my way of destressing. I had to vent it somehow.

Anyway, I'm tired and I fancy watching another episode of Bleach before hitting the hay.

Night!

My holidays start off

Pretty bad to be honest with you.

You want to know the reason behind it? I've got a cold sore. Yep. The first cold sore in Christ knows how long and it's a huge fucker.

I always used to get cold sores, but I haven't had one for quick some years now, and suddenly this little shit (well it's not exactly small) decides to jump out at me.

I'm going to try everything in the morning to get rid of it. Like I've been reading that nail varnish remover works, does it? I hope it does. I heard though that it swells your lip. I think I could live with a swollen lip though if it meant not having a cold sore.

I fucking hate them. Sorry for the language, its just that I hate them. Hate them with every ounce of my being.

It's late too. I'm not trying to put the swearing down to tiredness it's just that I'm pissed off with the world and this is not helping.

Gah, I could fucking kill myself at the moment. I have people coming over tomorrow and dance starts back tomorrow. It's Good Friday, but it ain't going to be that much of a good Friday anymore. I'm gonna be spending it getting rid of a fucking cold sore. I just can't fucking believe the timing.

It doesn't help either that it's SPRING! People don't usually get cold sores in the spring, it's just not right. The weather at the moment is just not right though. It's been snowing on and off for two days now. We're two months away from the summer there and there abouts, so where does the fucking snow come from?

Okay, I admit I really need to calm down on the swearing. I will stop. I promise. I just need to vent a little and swearing usually helps me. Besides writing of course.

Nothing seems to be going my way anymore.

I fucking hate how life turns out sometimes.

So I'll leave you all on such a happy note, I'm going to watch some Bleach then get to sleep I think.

And again, I sincerely apologize for the cussing, it's not usually like me to swear over the internet, I usually do it more at home where its only my family around.