Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Monday, 17 June 2013

March - June


Well, its summer. Even though the view from my window begs to differ. The greying sky really does over-cast my mood and makes me want to do nothing but lounge in my comfy New York hoodie and listen to my playlist, entitled with a very depressed looking emoji. The joy.

Lets say its a long time no post. Lets not say that, its very cringy and I do not blame you if you close this tab and run away from the cheesy line. Scratch that. But, its been almost 3 months since my last post on here! I've had a very eventful and interesting few months - a lot of good, maybe some meh. But you learn from the meh-ness don't you? Apparently, anyway. Maybe I'll talk about that another time.

So, I've also finished my GCSEs. Those god forsaken exams that we all are put through. Its such a liberating feeling, knowing that for almost 3 months - you don't have to write pages and pages about Shakespeare or have your nose pressed up against a science revision guide, isn't it?

I say it every summer, but this summer I mean it - I'm not spending the summer getting up at midday and doing nothing. I'm going to get healthy, see my friends, work and blog. Blogging is something different that I know I will really enjoy. I hope you enjoy it too.

This is just a very brief post to say I am back, and I can't wait to start blogging for real this time!

Friday, 15 February 2013

block?



Another started post on the refused to be neglected blog. The twinkling sound of the main menu music on my 500 Days of Summer is getting a little overplayed, preppy and annoying for my liking, like most music in the charts now but, getting off topic.

Pacing my room, organizing where my mountain of coat hangers from my school uniform; my jeans and my comfy hoodies that I never wear out, but are just too soft to resist, when they are hanging up in American Apparel in the most inviting shades of red and blue. However £40 for one is a large enough repellent, don't you think? getting off topic, again

Yes, well, pacing my room, I know exactly what I want to say, I even think of attention grabbing verbs; adverbs and adjectives to use that would work well in a blog post about thoughts, which would balance the ambiance of a fashion; beauty and thoughts blog - even though there are no other posts to define said category for my blog. I switch on my computer screen and squint at the brightness, which is widening my pretty exhausted eyes (so this post should really be finished tomorrow), and my mind goes blank. Everything I want to say, erased. Quicker than pressing the backspace button. Great.

I have millions, slight exaggeration, but a fair few of thoughts racing through my mind, all the time. I can't ever put my undivided attention into just one thing, there always has to be oodles of brain work happening within me. Is this bad? Sometimes, I think it would be nice to just think of one thing at one time, or perhaps thinking of nothing important, with nothing you should be doing or shouldn't be doing. The sweet bliss of nothingness.

So, here I am, kicking myself like a ball to David Beckham's right foot, because I've forgotten all the right things to say in this somewhat pointless blog post. I've just realised, I don't want to be one of those blogs where I supply copious amounts of facts about the latest mousturiser or pair of Topshop jeans, but I want my blog to be kind of personal, aswell as a few facts I may/may not know about mousturisers. Or mascara. Or whatever.

~ basically, I have a writers/bloggers block - which means I'm having difficulty thinking of ideas for posts and what to write  getting my ideas from my head to the virtual page and thought I should express this in an arty-farty, literature-y way ~