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Showing posts with label rambles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rambles. Show all posts

Wednesday, 16 July 2014

summertime sadness

I am not really happy that school is ending, which sounds crazy (especially as this year hasn't been the best), but I really am reluctant to go into year ten because GCSE's scare me and I had enough stress preparing for my Latin level 1 GCSE, without having multiple to do, and even more to prepare for. I feel like the year has gone too quickly and I am not ready - whatever that means.

I did have a lot of hopes for this summer, it was going to be great and amazing but I don't know if it will. I feel a bit like it will just be me alone in my house being lazy and not productive and failing at whatever teenagers are meant to do to fill their summers.

I plan on reading more because social media has really stopped me reading as much as I used to, ten-year-old Amy was a crazy book lover, who stayed up till 1am reading three books back-to-back.

I plan on doing a lot of things.

I don't really know what I am doing or where I am going with this post, so here are some songs you should check out.

Cold War Kids – Audience Of One
Tegan And Sara – Call It Off
Never Shout Never – cheatercheaterbestfriendeater
Fearless Vampire Killers – Could We Burn, Darling?
All Time Low – Dear Maria, Count Me In
Kill the Alarm – Fire Away
Bright Eyes – First Day Of My Life
The All-American Rejects – Gives You Hell
The All-American Rejects – Gives You Hell
Foster The People – Houdini
Sum 41 – In Too Deep
Ben Howard – Keep Your Head Up
Of Monsters And Men – King And Lionheart
Daughter – Landfill
Of Monsters And Men – Little Talks
Mumford & Sons – Lover Of The Light
Lady Antebellum – Need You Now
Foster The People – Pumped Up Kicks
Agnes Obel – Riverside
Scouting For Girls – She's So Lovely
Fountains Of Wayne – Stacy's Mom
Fall Out Boy – Sugar, We're Goin Down
The Filthy Souls – The Boys Will Be Out For A Fight
Cute Is What We Aim For – The Curse Of Curves
Breaking Benjamin – The Diary Of Jane
Daughter – Youth


Amy xx

Monday, 14 July 2014

we were liars

NOTE: The 100 was not good (in my opinion so I am not going to bother reviewing it).

We
Were
Liars

This book is pretty amazing, I don't really want to tell you anything about it at all because I think it is best if you read it without knowing anything about it. I thought I could share some of my favourite quotes from it with you, though.

sheerhearts:

Be a little kinder than you have to be.

So gorgeous! than you have to be



Another antagonistic quote from We Were Liars.  I don’t really believe in normal. 

We Were Liars

Now go and read the book please thank you very much. I really want people to read it. I don't know how I feel about it.

Amy xx

I read Eleanor&Park, it was a bit of a let down but I will still review it.

Tuesday, 24 June 2014

return of the mediocre blogger - discussing dedication

I guess I've neglected this blog for a while. I would say I was sorry but I don't think anyone has been eagerly awaiting updates. You see, some people in this world have this thing called dedication, they have work ethic and they are motivated and determined and loads of other things that I am not.

When it comes to school, I just coast and it takes an exceptional teacher to make me actually try (although I don't always like these teachers, I know they are good for me), and I am grateful for them. But I feel bad, really bad, about the fact that I don't put effort in to what I do and I don't have any drive to put any effort in.

I do take pride in some of my work, if I am interested in it, but I don't think the curriculum is really built around my interests so sadly most of my work is half completed rubbish. This blog could be considered half completed rubbish I guess, along with two other blogs I have had, which I also neglected. (This was when I was 10/11 and I really haven't changed).

I guess as an update of sorts I could tell you a few things about my life right now, so here goes nothing/something:
I am now fourteen and will be fifteen in November and I don't really know how I have changed, mentally anyway.
Tomorrow I am going to see War Horse in the theatre and I am excited because I can remember going to see it when I was very young, I sat in the second row and loved it, although that's pretty much all I remember so I guess I will get to relive that seven-year-old experience. Then, next week Wednesday I am going to Italy to the Bay of Naples (sorrento?) with my school on a Latin trip. It is going to be hot and despite sun cream I will burn. 
I just did all my end of year exams, I've had a few results back and they are all pretty good, none are exceptional but they are good enough for me. (can you see the lack of motivation here?!?!) Anyway, I liked doing them all in a week, it meant they were all over and done with and I could be less stressed etc. Turns out we are also doing controlled assessments now which sucks, I don't get that because we did all our end of year exams.

I might write a couple more posts and I might post them, I don't know.

For now,
Ciao (that's italian, right? I'm preparing for Italy),
Amy x

Wednesday, 22 May 2013

Freckles and Sick Days

Freckles and sick days have one thing in common, you either have them and hate them or lack them and want them.

To make that clearer, and to clarify, I will explain it like this.

I have a lot of freckles. I do not like them. People regularly say to me, "You are SO lucky, I wish I had freckles." This is similar to sick days, because although I'm not a person who is usually sick, (today being an exception), there are some people who are. And these people do not like sick days because they are sick but people who have the fortune to be healthy want a day off because they are not sick.

I think that it's just part of being human to always want what you haven't got and loathe what you have and so today I am writing to say that be happy you have skin, however it looks, and be happy to not be at home bored to death feeling ill.

I don't know, maybe you can't help those feelings. Maybe they're just instinct.

But where do we get them from? Because my dog seems happy...


Sorry for the long-winded meaningless post, I just wanted to un-boredify myself, if only for 15 minutes.

Amy.
x