Ohmygod, so you think I'm in contorl?

I want to see the Northern Lights. At least once.

I really wish I had a 'dream' or something. I used to; I used to really want to be a dancer, but now I get out of breath after grade5modern warm up, and realised I wasn't actually that good or liked it as much as I thought, so all in all not a good career move. Don't get me wrong, I love dancing, just not that much. I'm not even going to go and see Fame, it will just depress me, much like Step Up.

Anyway, I really have no idea what I want to do after 6th form, and I know Uni.'s still quite a way away, but it worries me. There are loads of things I want to do (such as have a painting in the Tate whilst curing cancer and abolishing poverty), but I can't do them all. Really, I'd just like to sit at home painting mugs and writing blogs for a living (but seeing as I'm yet to push double figures on my followers, might be a bit of a waste). I'd also like to be a tattoo artist, would be quite fun, but I'm not actually very pro-tattoos (really, will you like the naked woman on your bicep when you're 67, Mr Biker Man?), and would probably screw someone's face up while I'm at it.

So, I guess I should just learn a few more things and see where that goes...

I love my friends. And electric blankets (grandmas know how to do it on a cold September night).

Plus, I just dyed my hair, and although no-one else will notice this, unless of course they read this post, I like it. And I like that no-one else will notice it.

It's really not a big deal

You know when you make a huge deal out something when really it's nothing, but you can't go back to it not being a big deal because you've gone and blown it up in your head, and even if you pretend you haven't, the fact you're pretending makes it still a big deal?

Happens to me on a daily basis.

I currently love Our Lady Peace and Laura Marling, and currently hate maths and science, so pretty normal goings on. Everyone seems to be getting together and have BOYFs and GIRLFs - sounds like fun, I guess.

However I prefer eating KitKat Chunkies and reading books and watching How I Met Your Mother, but that's just me. I don't what it would be like to do those things AND have a boyfriend, quite a handful I'm thinking.

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Girl power

Angry blog post:

It really annoys me when the girl (out of girlfriend and boyfriend) acts like a complete push over. They take the blame for arguments which the other paramore has started. They cry over milk which the other party has spilt (oh wow, felt like a bad analogy). They will accept the blame for anything that to make the argument stop. And it isn't right! OH NO.

Isn't it strange

When you see that person's name in your text inbox that you used to always wish would text you, and are disappointed because you wish it was someone else? I hope that made sense. It's a strange feeling.

I've had a few... revelations today, some may say.

The most recent is the point above - sometimes the only thing you need to get over something is to fill the space it was in with something new.

Another thing I have decided today is that I will never decide to skip a meal or try to be size 0 ever again (even if when I did it only lasted an hour or so). It's not something you joke about or try for a few days because all the girls are doing it. It's just not a joke.

The other thought I had was about girls being idiots. We over analyse everything that happens to us: he didn't reply for 10 minutes - he MUST be off kissing another girl or thinks I'm a complete and utter loser retard. OR, even worse, he may have gone to make a cup of tea?

We seriously need to chill.

Anyway, on a happier note, I'm very much looking forward to tomorrow; I have my 3 favourite lessons (English Art Spanish) and then get to miss my least favourite lesson (PE) to get ready for Duke of Eddddd.

3 people in a 2 man tent with oreos? yes please

Good night all :)

Oh, and go on gmh.com - it's like FML but happy.

OH, and I love Laura Marling, and so should you.

Types of Documents

I never knew there were so many.

Really, it's enthralling.

5 reasons why I love being a girl

1. We can tell our best girlfriend we love her over and over.

I know you guys do it, but it's never awkward or funny with us.

2. We can get excited about things like vintage and pink paper clips.

Sure, x-boxes and car tyres are fun but come one... Multi-coloured stationary?

3. We can never be told 'you throw like a girl' or to 'man up'.

We are girls.

4. We can act like boys if we want.

Every now and then it's fun to burp reallt loudly in public, but how often do you see a boy fiddling with his hair in a compact at lunch times?

5. We can have the biggest most random and dramatic mood swings we want - PMS

So what if one minute we're sobbing because of how much we hate our lives, and the next singing ast the top of our lungs dancing around our bedrooms?

I think she's great

she killed it with kisses and from it she fled

with every bubble she sank with her drink

and washed it away down the kitchen sink

Florence + the Machine

Things I'm thankful for this Monday...

Pesto

My mum, who gave me a lift to and from my awful work experience, and made me dinner because my tonsils are hurting.

How I Met Your Mother - haaaave you met Ted?

Pete Yorn and Scarlette Johansson

The prospect of eating ice cream whilst watching One Tree Hill

How short Monday - Friday is

Oh, Joseph

salut!

Haven't blogged in a few days, so this will be a long'en... buckle up.

There's a blog I follow, called Le Love, and I le love it. It has loads of posts that all about just that - L O V E. Some are sweet, some are heart breaking, some are funny, but today, I think I've read my favourite. 'Nice guys finish last because they're pussies'. Go find the blog and read it - leloveimage.blogspot

You will love it.

I have an audition today for Les Miserables at my local theatre with a youth theatre company that has provided me with many fun - and embarrassing - moments on stage. However, being me, I have a sore throat and a cold today, so I'm sure I will be sounding absolutely wonderful today! Oh well, they know I can't sing anyway, but it's never stopped them giving me parts before, I don't see why this should be any different.

Then, tonight, I'm going to see... 500 DAYS OF SUMMER. I have been waiting for this for a long, long time and the day has come! After today, I don't know what meaning my life will actually have. It probably won't be as good as I've been making it up to be, but I'm sure it will be pretty spectacular anyway.

Alas, we are back to school. The last two days have been rather wasteful. Had quite a funny whole school photo where I stood next to my darllling friend Anna and gaped at the hot PE teacher, who we have rightfully named, Mr Trim. He is rather dissshy.

Anyway, hope y'all have a lovely Saturday :)

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