Sixty Three: Quiet please.

You can expect this entry to be fairly short, by head feels like a John Green bobblehead- oversized and a bit too heavy to be attached to my body.

Today has been frustrating to say the least, and right now all I want to do is find a pillow and a bed, preferably mine, and be in them.

I will see you tomorrow, when I'll finished my blog/essay on relationships I promised you months and months ago, and when hopefully the quality of my entries will improve.

B xxx

Sixty Two: August.

"You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling."

Eames, Inception

Seeing as I failed at JEDI July, I thought I would attempt BEDA (Blog Every Day in August). This month promises to be more interesting than last month.

Along time ago I used to set myself weekly goals and I thought for this month in particular I would start doing that again. It ensures I don't just procrastinate by sitting on twitter/facebook/insert other pointless social networking site here and hitting the refresh button. So:

1. Read books for uni.
I know this needs to be done but I've sort of avoided doing it. I think I'm worried I'll read them and think they're written in a foreign language when the reality is I'll probably be able to understand a lot more than I think.

2. Read other books.
I'm half way through You Shall Know Our Velocity and it's a good book, so I wanted to finish reading that and make a start on the other books I listed in my last entry.

3. Prepare for/go to Summer in the City.
I am, at the moment, more nervous than excited. There is so much that could potentially wrong that I don't really want to think about it- just getting there is going to be interesting enough. I have come to the conclusion though that should I get there and I proceed to talk too much/make an idiot of myself etc, then at least I'm still in London. A few people on the Facebook event page have said they're going by themselves too, so that's a bit reassuring.

I can't think of any others right now so maybe I'll update if I think of any more.

Seeing as I've started on a Sunday, weekly goals will start then.

This hasn't been a bad first entry, I suppose. You can expect them to go downhill from here.

B xxx :)

P.S. After falling asleep on the sofa this afternoon for a couple of hours I can confirm that I am officially old. I'll be ordering a zimmer frame next.

Sixty One: Day trips.

"The smallest bookstore still contains more ideas of worth than have been presented in the entire history of television."

Andrew Ross

These are the books I have to read and haven't:
-The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger
-The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera
-Breathe by Anne-Sophie Brasme
-If nobody speaks of remarkable things by Jon Mcgregor (despite having this since my birthday...)
-How to be lost by Amanda Eyre Ward
-Rules for saying goodbye by Katherine Taylor
-Bloodtide by Melvin Burgess
-The Memory Box by Margaret Foster
-The Piano by Jane Campion and Kate Pullinger.

These have mainly been accumulated from the various trips I've been on- to Weymouth last Sunday where I found a brilliant second hand bookshop that I could have quite happily spent all day in- and to Dorchester on Wednesday where there were lots of charity shops.

Weymouth was nice. I don't know if you can see in this picture there are sand sculptures of the characters of Alice in Wonderland:

Here is a picture of the beach:

We then went to the Water Gardens, which were pretty:

Apologies for the picture spamming. Although these were cute and fluffy:

Clearly it's only me that thinks so.

I didn't take that many pictures in Dorchester because all we did was go shopping so instead you can have this picture of my Nana in a hat:

I don't know what it is but every time we go shopping I feel an urge to put things on my Nana's head and take pictures. Easily pleased.

University updates: got accommodation at Chichester. It's in Hammond, which means shared facilities and is catered. I have nothing else to say about this at the this moment in time- I was properly annoyed yesterday. It's less than three weeks to results. I am impatient. GIVE THEM TO ME NOW.

Off to film and edit videos and attempt to do something productive with my day.

B xxx

Sixty: Alright?

"Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia. You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you'll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present."

Looking for Alaska- John Green

Why hello there. I realised in my last entry that I said I would be back in August, and I know that it's not, but never mind.

Right. Updates. On Saturday it will have been a month since my last exam, though it doesn't feel like it. The amount of reading and writing I've done has gone up- I entered a writing competition (it would have been two but that's a long, fairly embarrassing story in which I got the wrong deadline) and there's a poetry competition at the end of the month. I've actually started using my Goodreads account so you can look at all the books I've been reading. Though it says I'm currently reading four books and the only one I've actually started reading of those four is The Perks of Being a Wallflower. I shall start the other three soon. Speaking of books, I've got my university book list for Chichester. Freaked out when I first saw it but now I've got all the books it's not too bad. It helps that as a Joint Honours student my modules have already been decided for me- Literary History and Creative Writing. Some of the other modules sound more interesting than Literary History but I'm sure I'll be able to do those at some other point. Greenwich haven't sent me anything yet, and all their website is 'Students typically spend around £350 on books a year.' :O Have they not heard of Amazon?

I've just realised that it's less than a month to exam results. I am impatient to know them.  don't think I'll be nervous, I just want to know so I know which uni I'm going to. I don't think I'm going to Chichester, but I've got used to the idea of Greenwich and look for the positives in going- huge uni library, possible work placements at publishing houses/newspapers/radio stations in London, fabulous market and shops, plus relatives just down the road. I think I'm also looking forward to the independence uni brings, as well as meeting new people.
In other news, my summer is going okay. Going quite slowly and it's too hot, but I don't miss college, except the people. Been to town a couple of times; ate a lot at Pizza Express the last time. Want to go to the cinema to see Toy Story 3 but have no money to do so- because I'm going to Summer in the City. I sorted out travel and accommodation yesterday. Only today did I realise that I'm supposed to be in Brighton on the Friday. I could just go SitC on the Saturday instead, but I think it's important to be there on the first day. Quite a few people said that it was their first gathering and that they were going by themselves so that made me feel less anxious. Anyway, we'll see. Off to town with Nana tomorrow, pub quiz in the evening though I don't feel like it. Friday I should probably tidy and clean up the house, Saturday is Oxfam, Sunday is Weymouth.

Right, I'm going to go now 'cause How to Look Good Naked is on and I have some Ben & Jerry's to eat.

B xxx :)

Fifty Nine: It's July.

"'If you knew it would hurt me then you must have known you were doing something wrong- you don't even make sense!'"

Belle/Hannah - Secret Diary of a Call Girl

I'm really only writing this blog to let you know for every day in July I will be posting blogs here as part of Lydia's JEDI July (Journal Every Day In, in case you were wondering. Nothing to do with Star Wars.) project, and then I shall be back over here.

But before I go, I wanted to do some updates and stuff, starting with Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. You can watch the trailer here, in HD and widescreen and that fancy stuff,if you wait for it to load. First of all, I'm excited as I knew I inevitably would be (despite the fact that no one else seems to share my exictement...) but also a little nostalgic because it's all coming to an end. Though the second part isn't until July next year. 

In other news, I'm now done with exams. I'm pretty sure I've failed English Language, I don't really care about Critical Thinking and I don't know about English Literature, so if I get my results and I end up going to Greenwich, I wouldn't be entirely surprised. And I'm feeling a little bit better about going there since we went for the Christening, but it's still not Chichester.

I forgot to mention in my last entry that I'd also read a book called Forbidden by Tabitha Suzuma. It's about a brother and sister who fall in love.I was a little sceptical at first, as I really couldn't imagine being in love with my brother, but it's a good book.

Anyway, I think that's everything, so I'll see you next month...

B xxx :)

Fifty Eight: Oh hello.

"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent."

Eleanor Roosevelt

I didn't really mean to not update this blog for about three weeks...it just sort of happened. For your patience, I reward you with a list of things I have been doing lately:

-Exams. Are actually not going too badly- I have been remarkably calm in the last two. Last one is on Thursday.
-Books. I finished reading Friends Like These by Danny Wallace at work. I found it funnier than Yes Man. Today I finished reading The History of Love by Nicole Krauss- don't let the title confuse you. Though it is a confusing book and I only realised about 3/4 of the way through how all the characters are related. I'm now reading The Five People You Meet in Heaven, which is so far proving interesting.

-Work. Lynda (aka my now ex-manager) left Oxfam. Planned to write a blog on it, but thought I might save it for JEDI July in case I run out of things to talk about.

-I was also saving a blog on relationships, which I might do in several parts, either for JEDI July or for BEDA (this year happening in August).

-Omegle. I have now been on several times, the first with Lydia, in which we met some perverts (as expected), a man from New York and tried to convince someone we were underwear models.
-Doctor Who. I wasn't too sure about the episode with James Corden in it but I ended up liking it because it showed another side of the Doctor. This week's episode...I was happy but suspicious that Rory was back and I'm glad that Amy remembers him and I don't know how the Doctor is going to get out of the Pandorica, but he's the Doctor. He'll get out. And Amy can't die, because according to Issue 420 of Doctor Who Magazine, she's coming back for the next series. All in the all, I've liked this series but I think the Doctor needs to wear these more often:

-Christening. Was lovely. Pictures on Facebook and some others on my tumblr.
-Speaking of tumblr, I'm doing a project over the summer called indievisual sum up my summer, in which you basically take a picture every day between June and September. You can find more details here. I haven't really had the time to think about what I'm taking pictures of, though I think this one turned out well.
-Summer plans: write more, do more art, sort out stuff for uni, work at Oxfam, read more, go to the beach, generally relax.

Right. Off to go and eat dinner and then film night later.

B xxx :)

Fifty Seven: On a more positive note...

This is going to have to be quick.

Right. First of all, Doctor Who. How could they kill Rory? I was a bit against from him from the start as I was intrested to see where Amy's and the Doctor's relationship was going, but ever since Amy's Choice, I've wanted Amy to be with him. I didn't want him to die. There isn't really a decent picture of him anywhere, but this is as close it gets:

It was my favourite episode since the first one.

In other news, I went to see this last night:

I loved it. It was dancing perfection. I loved the dancing, the music, the dresses. I'm envious of all of them.

Haven't read many books lately, going to order some off amazon soon.

I had this conversation with my nana and my mum yesterday:

Nana: Nuggies.

Me: No.

Nana: Buggies.

Me: No.

Nana: Huggies.

Me: Nana, they're a type of nappy!

Mum: Think about it; they're jeans and leggings.

Nana: Juggies.

Me: No,they're jeggings.

Nana: Oh, jeggings! I remember now.

B xxx :)