google - the brain of the world.

Donald Trump once said everything in life is luck. and you know what? he speaks so much sense.
people say "our eyes met over the dance floor" etc etc etcccc. but it was really luck that you decided that you would go to this particular club, luck that you looked at that precise moment and luck that you decided to keep your eyes lingering.
you are a bloody genius donald.

everything has been figured out, except how to live

living your life is one thing that you can keep to yourself. of course there is influences and people that push you in a certain direction. where would we be without our parents for example? basically, you'd be screwed if there was no-one there for the first 16years of your life?
yea, some people are like "i cant wait to live by myself" but to be honest, no matter how much they nag, shout, moan, they still love you. even if some havnt figured out how to show it?
i'm not aiming this at my rentsss, coz they are (usually) lovelllyyy. but seriously, we take too many things for granted. instead of getting all aggs and in a huff about stuff, just move on. yea, they wont let you go out one night, get over it.
there is so much more out there that you can live by, that one night or one dress or one phone isnt gunna make that much of a difference now, is it?

so live your life as it comes. you're the one that can control it. remember that.
coz if you fuck it up now, then you're gunna be having "fuck my life" moments for the rest of your bloody life.

une leçon par Hatti

when you try your best but don't succeed,
when you get what you want but not what you need,
when you feel so tired but you can't sleep,
stuck in reverse.

and the tears come streaming down your face,
when you lose something you can't replace,
when you love someone but it goes to waste,
could it be worse?

lights will guide you home,
and ignite your bones,
and i will try to fix you...

and high up above or down below,
when you're too in love to let it go,
but if you never try you'll never know,
just what your worth.

coldplay; gotta love them.

telling it how it is always proves best in my opinion. honesty is a virtue, not a sin. just remember that.

ALL my blogs people have been saying "is this about me" etccc, and to be honest i've given up so, telling it like it is:

YES, IT'S BLOODY ABOUT YOU :')

don't take this personally, but blogging is a way to express yourself when you don't have much confidence to speak to someones face. anyways, its not liek these blogs are bitching about people, it's just expressing my "inner feelings" or whatever you like to call them.

so yes, if you think it is about you, it probably is a good thing.
but instead of getting all aggs about stuff why don't you just take it on the chin and appreciate the honesty?

that's the new motto i'm living by.

vivre sa vie par une devise ne vous mènera nulle part, mais c'est un bon endroit pour commencer.

the eyes are the window to the soul.

bullshit.

the eyes tell you nothing. look into someones eyes and it will tell you what colour they are, possibly how confident they are. but they do not tell you whats in your brain.

sometimes i wish they did; to know what someone is thinking would be the best super hero power i reckon. i pretty much always think to myself, "what do they think of me?" or "do they like me?", but answers never come just by looking into someones eyes.

you have to look deeper, is sometimes said, but how the hell do you look deeper than into someones eyes?
not possible.

sorry if you're a believer in all this crap, but stop kidding yourself, you ain't never finding out what is in my brain. thats personal. just for me.

sorry.

your personality is all you can control.

thanks.


just a lovely picture that made me smilleeeeeee :)



lets fly among the clouds together, holding our big red umbrella.

we're really not on the same line.

mehhhhhh, why do i write such bullshit?

give up.

failing to take a chance is not failing in life.

Each day is a new canvas to paint upon. Make sure your picture is full of life and happiness, and at the end of the day you don't look at it and wish you had painted something different.

a little old lady once sang me the goodnight song; probably the most insignificant thing ever, but it really was special.
a few weeks later she died.
and i realised that poor woman probably didn't have family with her, just a nurse, a doctor and a life support machine.
sad isn't it?

i don't really know where i am getting at, but what i am basically attempting (and failing) to say, is that if we don't live each day as we want to, we may never have the chance.

if you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun!

i'd like to live away with the fairies.

yup, i'd like to live away with the fairies. or where the wild things are. or somewhere were your prince charming will come galloping over the hill.

yes, i like to dream.
dreams about harry potter and alex pettyfer. dreams about starry nights and sunsets.
my dreams don't tend to be something stupid and unrealistic. mine tend to be ones that always have a meaning behind them. this may sound so cliché, but what i have learnt over the last few months is to not give a shit what others think.

i'm not going to wear certain clothes because everyone else is. i'm not going to move schools just because my friends are. i'm not going to like someone just because my friends do.
i'm doing it for me. yes, me. and i don't care how selfish or arrogant you may take this to be. because it's my future and i'm going to shape that for what i want it to be. not anyone else.



why should i live up to anyones expectations but my own?

yes, you may mean something in my life, but this does not mean you can tell me what to do, or what i am doing is wrong. you have no right to say that i am following people, when, clearly i am not. whatever you say does not mean a thing to me, so why wasting your breath even trying. why bother?

this may sound like i am an angry bastard, but i'm not. really. i'm just trying to finally express what i couldn't today by saying i don't give a shit that this "may ruin someone else's chances". just because you "went and visited" does not mean you have any right above mine. that doesn't mean you want it more. that doesn't mean you deserve this more than me. so why make me feel like a twat in front of people when you are meant to be a friend.

friends support each other.

the deepness of it all!

its crazy right?
to love someone who hurt you.
its crazier to think that
someone who hurt you loves you.

woahhhh, i seem to get deeper and deeper by the second these days!

it seems to be that everyone is writing about life and love, but who really cares what they have to say?
an interesting blog, in my opinion, is one that really makes you feel for the person, one that makes you laugh, or cry, one that really blows you away by the power of their words.

Some people say a picture speaks a thousand words, but to me, a nice old sonnet by Billy Shakespeare can be just as meaningful, possibly more?

Others have dreams to be able to sing or dance, draw or paint, but i'd really like to be a master of words. Have people remember what i've written and really change people's point of views just from a couple of lines i've written.

I have some talented friends, yes, thats you i am referring to bloggers, you're the ones who really inspire me to write what i really think. Some of your blogs really blow me away by the shear talent you show, lucky buggers.
Yes, english gcse may be important to you, but to me, i don't care what grade i'll receive, it's what i write and whether i am proud of the piece of literature i have produced.

i dont even know if literature is the right word for it? i don't actually know what an adjective is, where you should use a semi-colon or what the difference between juxtaposition and paradox is, if there even is one? But i do know that i can spot a good piece of writing.

Even if i can't produce one myself.

yes, well, i don't like you either.

Once upon a time, words never hurt me, Change never killed me, love never broke me, Fear never shook me. And my hopes never faded away. I never broke down & I was always happy.
once upon a time eh?

remember the good old days when you got "dumped" and you'd reply that you were gunna dump them anyway? when the only thing you cried about was dropping your lollipop, when the only news you ever heard about was who's house you were going for to tea that night or watching newsround, when someone sticking their tongue out at you was the thing mummy would comfort you about, when "big school" was the scariest thing you knew.
how we took being little for granted.

those days we should have lived knowing that those were going to be the simplest days of our lives, we should have danced in the streets and not cared if people were looking, we should have said what we want to who ever we wanted and not cared if they questioned what we said, we should have told everyone 'i love you' at every minute of every day, so if they never came back, we would always have known that the last thing we said to them was the most meaningful thing we could have said.

yup, the tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it.

Jack Bauer, you've served me well...

Happy 8th Birthday 24 ;)
You've entertained me for hours!

i have nothing to say really.
0% inspiration and still can't work out how you put fucking pictures up!
HELP?


Don't let the bed bugs bite bloggers!

It's all obscenities!

well, i don't actually know what this means (feel free to fill me in?!) but it sounded pretty good 8-)

yes, no need to remind me how cool i am!

anyway, i've pretty much realised lately how distant i am from some people. People who used to be the ones i would text first without fail, people who i would be round there hosue every week, people i know that i could phone up if any doubt ever came into my mind.
and it's not that i dont trust them anymore, or dislike them, we just don't seem to talk much anymore.

sorry about all the depressivness, sometimes i need to get stuff out of my system ;)

ANDANDAND, just some lovely pictures that made me feel happy inside ;)


OKAY, SERIOUSLY, HOW THE FUCK DO YOU PUT PICTURES ON HERE?

Remember, If you ever need a helping hand...

you'll find one at the end of your arm.

well put Audrey!




and thats all i got for today folks.
inspiration levels are pretty down, the iplayer awaits me!

The start of a new era...

Welcome to my world.

Yup, welcome to my world indeed.
Not the most exciting of places, but none the less, pretty entertaining in my opinion.

Starting my blogging habits is a big step for me. Not the most creative, witty or humorous person, but maybe you'll find this interesting, maybe you won't. You'll never know until you try, eh?

Basically, this may be the crappest welcoming post you have ever read, but give me a chance, the next may be better...

I've pretty much come to the decision that I really don't find traffic counts and spheres of influence very interesting, so, as my wise old friend once said , this is "because geography case studies suck" and she is as right as right can be.

So, maybe this doesn't float your boat, but come and visit some other time. You have no idea what's in store for you...

and nor do i to be honest.