Seventy: Good mood continues.

Today I went to see Toy Story 3. I wasn't too sure what to expect, having not really seen any of the trailers for it (the only related thing I've seen about it on tv is an advert for pull ups, which doesn't really tell you anything about the film...) and only heard that it was really good from various people. It went far beyond my expectations- I think I may prefer it to the first two. I won't tell you what happens in the film itself because there are probably many, many places where you can read a more articulate summary than what I could give you, so I'll just tell you that I thought it was really clever how all the little things that you didn't pay attention to were suddenly vital to the plot and the ending was emotional- the kind of thing that my mum would have cried at.

I fell asleep on the sofa bed in the conservatory listening to the Ricky Gervais show on my iPod, as is becoming a habit these days; one that I need to get out of actually because it means I don't sleep at night. I watched the last episode of Sherlock, which had a more frustrating ending than that of FlashForward. I don't know if they're making a new series, but I don't think they'd leave us with an ending like that if they weren't.

Today, I saw: This video, which everyone should watch, particularly if you're a fan of Doctor Who, or like Trock.
Today, I heard: The latest Nowhere Near News podcast, which is genius.
Today, I smelled: Popcorn in the cinema.
Today, I touched: A cookie that had been in my bag for about a week and a half, only I hadn't noticed it was there because it was covered in a black tissue.
Today, I tasted: Baked beans. I couldn't think of anything interesting...

I'm watching last night's Three in a Bed and they have a bathroom with a jacuzzi bath and a tv. I need to visit Blackpool.

On a final, scary, note: This time next week my mum and my brother will be home, and it's only 9 days to exam results. How did this happen?!

B xxx :)

Sixty Nine: Moments like these.

Ever so often, when I get stressed or I'm feeling down, I think back to a particular time when I laughed, or an evening as good as the one I've just had. I came last once and second twice (Yes, I did have to think about that then) which wasn't too bad. Lydia and I discovered that the balls we were using were designed for men, and the balls Dominic and Andy were using were designed for women...

Anyway, neither Lydia or I had had any tea so we went to the drive through (or 'thru' as they're written. I just couldn't bring myself to write it.) at KFC, where I had the zinger meal, which I haven't had for a long, long time and I'd forgotten how hot it was (my method for eating it probably didn't help: I tried to put as much of it in my mouth as possible). Andy and I got ice creams from McDonalds and we all sat in the car, commenting on random stuff. On the way home we listened to the radio and disovered some kind of American station that talked about road rage; one of the men who spoke had one of those accents that are just ridiculous.

To sum up: I know none of the above makes sense, but basically I had a good time so that's always good :)

Today, I saw: A baby with a very odd hairstyle.

Today, I heard: A song that reminded me of someone.
Today, I smelled: Nail polish remover and nail polish. Most people tend to hate these smells, but my nail polish remover smells orange-y so I don't mind.
Today, I touched: A bowling ball.
Today, I tasted: That zinger meal. My throat will recover.

I'm trying to type 'practically' using predictive text, only it comes up with 'spatialy'. That's right, my phone invents words now.  
 
I'll see you tomorrow. Oh, I forgot to update on my goals...I don't think I've achieved any of them, though this morning I flicked through a book on the Sony Walkman but it has some...'interesting' pictures. I've just searched on Google but they've obviously decided they're too weird for people to see.
 
Good night. I'll see you tomorrow.
 
B xxx :)

Sixty Eight: Normality.

Two facts about what I've done today:

-This morning Lydia came round.
-This afternoon I went shopping with Nana and bought some more stuff that I don't really need, like these boots, this ring and two Series 5 Doctor Who dvds.

I'm going to take an idea from this blog, which is:

Today, I saw: Some old YouTube videos that made me laugh.
Today, I heard: About a million screaming children who decided to be in town at the same time I was.
Today, I smelled: The rain.
Today, I touched: Many soft things, including a fur handbag. It was...odd.
Today, I tasted: The best Millionaire's Shortbread from John Lewis. Worth the price.

B xxx :)

Sixty Seven: 'Oh, I almost forgot to write a blog entry...'

I bought quite a lot of junk food today because I could, and as the lady (she was called Antoinette. I immediately thought of Doctor Who.) did the beepy thing and packed my bags (this makes me sound lazy but in Tesco Express they do it for you. Anyway if you think I'm lazy then the bathroom place and the shops next to it still have their Christmas lights up. In August.) I wondered if she judged me by what I was buying. I do it frequently in Oxfam- if somebody buys Twilight, for example, I instantly judge them to have a bad taste in literature.

Anyway, if you think I'm weird for thinking these things, my mum rang from Alaska and said "Beth, I feel a hug coming on. I hugged a tree and I thought of you." She then went on to advise me to hug my penguin and that she would hug her stomach.

I'll see you tomorrow.

B xxx

Sixty Six: Fashion related stuff.

I don't really feel like talking about my day, so instead I'm going to share with you a few of my favourite pages from the A/W 2010 edition of Elle Collections. It is a work of art.

You can't see but the cover is actually full of models in differnet colours. Pretty.

I wish I had a better camera so you could see the colours of this,  because I love them. It almost makes me look forward to Autumn.

These are all the invitations that get sent. Some of them are very creative.

I like the nails here.

I wish I had these shoes and the ability to walk in them.

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And now blogger won't let me add any photos so you're just going to have to have these.
B xxx :)

Sixty Five: Thank You.

The following people above (apart from me) and many more have all been incredibly...well, I hate to use the word, but- nice. They are all very lovely and patient and I love them all.

B xxx :)

Sixty Four: Relationships of most kinds.

"Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts."

Charles Dickens

So a couple of months or so ago I said this on twitter.

I thought now would be as good time as any to actually start that.


First of all, the types of relationships we have with strangers. Back in June when I tweeted that, I had just had my first experience on Omegle. I found it somewhat disorientating. I still felt self conscious, despite the fact that I was talking to a complete and utter stranger who wasn’t to know whether I was telling the truth or not and I could, in fact, be anyone who I wanted to be. A perfect route of escapism, if you will. If you wanted to, you could literally spend hours pretending to be someone who you’re not. Anyway, after disconnecting the many perverts, horny men and the just downright weird, I found a couple of people who were actually using the site to communicate with people positively. For example, someone said 'you're beautiful/handsome, don't change who you are!' before disconnecting. Someone else said 'Everyone in this room, they got troubles too. Secrets, stories and lies that we never knew...' (I’ve just googled that last one because I thought they might be song lyrics, and they are).


The internet is really one big collection of strangers, and a particular collection of strangers I’ve started to become more involved in is the YouTube community. People have argued that the community has changed too much, that YouTube ‘celebrities’ as they are now known are simply trying to making a profit and have led to a ‘downfall’ in the community, that it no longer exists. I’ve been fairly apathetic towards the situation up until recently when I’ve started to notice some particular examples of how the essence of the community hasn’t changed- for example, the fact that simply by voting, the Harry Potter Alliance won $250,000 to help decrease world suck and generally do amazing things like, well, this explains it pretty well. This year I’m going to Summer in the City, which is my first YouTube gathering. I’m also going by myself. The people on the Facebook page and on YouTube and have been wonderfully reassuring. As Jazza put it in his latest blog entry: "Whenever it is someone’s first gathering, they are meeting people that may become long standing features of their world. YouTube attracts a certain kind of person; we’re all a bit too nerdy for our own good, we all like meeting new people and we all like to show off a bit. No matter how much YouTube changes, no matter how commercial it will or will not become, whether you call them a Pogotribe, Nerdfighters or just plain YouTubers, this kind of person will still be coming to these kinds of meet-ups."


A completely opposite to the relationships we have with the strangers are the relationships we have with family and friends. Family are the people who are supposed to know you best and to some extent I think they do- for example, my mum claims to know she can always tell when I’m upset. I used to think parents- my parents in particular are a good example of this- were too protective of their children. I haven't really been able to understand the emotional link parents have with their children, not being a parent myself, not until about six months ago when a few of my mum's friends/relatives started having children. Before that, I have never felt any real desire to have children, never understood why people ooh and ahh over tiny screaming babies. However, when my mum's friend handed me her ridiculously small baby about six months ago and I watched as she sleepily opened her eyes and grabbed my finger (actually it was more like she grabbed my fingernail, probably in amazement at the length of it.), I felt a lump in my throat, and I understood why parents feel the need to protect their children. Anyway, this has been a bit mushy *coughs*. Let's move on.


I think friendships are on the hardest types of relationships. They usually require the most effort when things go wrong, yet are often the most rewarding. They require a great deal of trust. I'm personally not good at making friends- I talk too much, I try too hard and I know I'm too weird. However, there are times when the other person will graciously look past this and we get to talking about something we have in common (with Lydia it was books, Harry Potter and Hobbycraft, I think).


Friendships can develop in all sorts of ways, and one of the more positive ways they can develop is in to a relationship. Practically all of the boys I've gone out with I've been friends with first. However, it never seems to end well. This is how it goes- I meet someone, become friends with them, they tell me they like me/I tell them I like them, we go out, I get dumped. What I'm far more experienced in is unrequited love. It is an unfair, cruel and horrible thing that shouldn't exist, but yet it does and dealing with it is something I have yet to work out how to do affectively.

There are also relationships I haven't experienced, but may do in the future. I admire people in long distance relationships- whether the distance between them is a couple of hundred miles or a couple of thousand. My parents are a sort of example for this- my dad works as an electrical engineer on cruise ships for about half of the year. When my mum comes back from holiday, there will be goodness know how many miles between her and my dad (who is in Alaska at the moment). Another relationship that I haven't experienced- and I can't say at this moment in time whether I will or not- is the kind of relationship that has lasted decades. I'm talking about the elderly couple who you see walking down the street holding hands that have been together for goodness knows how long and are still in love. Sounds impossible, but it happens.

To predict the rest of my day, I’ll probably finish watching Sherlock as I’m half way through the first episode (by the way Benedict Cumberbatch is a fantastic name. What were his parents thinking?), sunbathe if the sun comes out, finish reading You Shall Know Our Velocity, start on reading for uni, see if I need to get any more food/drink for tonight’s film night, hoover and then flop on the sofa.


B xxx :)