Hiding.

Picture by carool

It’s shocking how much we hide from people when you really think about it. It may not be on purpose, nor for any bad reason, but it’s a wonder how little people know about you.

Sorry to those who actually read this - yes you Emily.

I haven't posted in a long while - I've been addicted to tumblr instead! I rarely go on facebook anymore, only when I need to talk to someone or want to upload/see pictures. I like tumblr because of the fact you can reblog things and there's a lot of cool and inspirational pictures on there.

I hope you guys (and Emily) check out my tumblr here: uneventfulsoflife

I post mostly reblogs of photos and occasionally I'll add a philosophical thought. Deep and meaningful stuff like on this site.

Things are so much cooler with a title.

Things are so much cooler with a title. I don't know why, they just are.

For example, these are REAL job titles that just sound so amazing even if the jobs are somewhat boring:

• Planetary Protection Officer - nope it's not a superhero that faces all evil and rescues cats, it's one of those people that sterilises probes going to other planets so that they remain almost as they were. If that makes sense.
• SPG (Smiling People Greeter) - not one of the cooler sounding jobs, but the fact you actually get PAID for smiling is pretty great!
• Executive Director of the Solar System - a guy that works at NASA who is in charge of Solar System exploration outside of Low Earth Orbit. Whatever that means, but it sounds INCREDIBLE.
• Chick Sexer - no it's not a man... It's someone who uses the required methods to distinguish whether a chick (as in a CHICKen) is male/female.
• Whizzer - someone who operates felt-hat drying machiner. Sounds so cool!
• Pole Technician - a pole-dancer. Since when did things get so technical?



Casually being a smiling people greeter there.

• Global Operations Director - hehe, get the joke yet? Hint: look at the first letters of the words and what do they make?...

Most job titles don't have anything to do with the job itself, or they are just there to over-complicate. However, no one can deny that having a title makes it that slightest bit cooler.

"It is not titles that honor men, but men that honor titles." Niccolo Machiavelli 

Goodbye year 9, I shall miss you.

It's this time of year again where we have to leave the past year behind us. Today was my last day of school, marking the end of my life as a year 9 student, and also the start of the summer holidays. But why am I not as happy as I have been during previous years? Why do I feel so deflated to have ended school? Why am I not rejoicing and celebrating that I have 6 weeks away from school?


At the start of year 9, I thought it was going to be an uneventful year. At the end of year 9, I'll keep my money on that thought. Sure, things have changed as they always change. I've made new friends and lost the spark with old ones. I've learnt new things and forgotten many a thought. I've changed my mind again and again. I am more accepted in some places and less accepted in others. I now care more about some things and couldn't care less about things I used to be bothered about. I've laughed out loud and cried inside. I've jumped for joy and landed for sorrow. I've fallen in love.


Just kidding about the love one. Just had to include that cliché! :']


Still, time goes on, but that's the problem you see, times goes on TOO FAST. It feels like when you're queuing up for a rollercoaster for about a half hour before getting on a ride that lasts 2 minutes! School days went like that - the lessons each day dragged and dragged, although the weeks seemed to fly by! It finally hit me this week that it was the last week of term. Even today felt like it was a normal school Friday and we'll all see each other the following Monday because it was just the weekend. The thing is, it doesn't feel like I've been at school for long enough this year. This contradicts everything that a teenager should be like. I know I should be happy that school feels so short but I'm not. I'm just not...


I'm not a very rushed person. I prefer to do things slowly and spread tasks out over days so it feels more like I'm doing less. The only times I really rush is when I get up for school (late, like every day) or doing homework (last minute as usual). I don't like feeling like I haven't got enough for my money, enough for my efforts, enough than I usually get. I feel like I've been cheated out of getting everything I possible could've this year. Feel cheated out of school time and memories. I feek cheated by myself.


At the moment, I'm in a phase where I don't want to grow up. Growing up means giving up a lot and losing your childhood. I've only recently regained my childhood back on trend and I'm loving it. Things are quite good for me at the moment - my family is reasonable at the moment, I have friends that care and love me, my education is staying on track, and I know what I want to accomplish. It's a lot to do during the years ahead of me; I hope the future is kind.


But that doesn't mean I'd rather grow up now. Teachers have told me that one of the reasons they became a teacher and came back to school was because they loved it so much. I myself have always loved school. Always.


Though I didn't admit it when I was younger so I'd 'fit in' more. This past year I have learnt not to listen to other people all the time, and that sometimes it's okay to do your own thing and have the people so their pointing and staring. I don't think it will ever stop hurting when people put you down because of what they think is right/not, but you can decide whether their actions affect you or not. I'm the sort of person who gets rather emotional with different sorts of people - I'll explain another day. You'll have to remind me, I think I'm losing my memory a tad.

A picture of me in
a group with other year 9s :']

Happy summer everyone, got to cut this post a bit short because it's like 20 to 12am and I've got to get up pretty early tomorrow. I hope this sends from my phone because the character count from this so far is 3782. That number only includes everything up until that full stop after it. So good night and I hope I will appreciate the holidays tomorrow.

Amazing stuff you can find on the internet.

I forgot to make a post on/about my birthday! I've been 14 for just over a week and it feels just slightly better than being 13. I've always regarded 14 as being a "nothing" year and so far it feels that way. But then again, I've only been 14 for 8 days.


I suffered a power cut yesterday, right in the middle of Kung Fu Panda on BBC One! It's one of my favourite cartoons of recent years and I was really enjoying it. Jack Black is pretty amazing portraying a fat panda :'] It was about half 7 at night when the power cut, just before the good bit in Kung Fu Panda D: Five minutes later, the power wasn't back on and I was bored out of my mind. I'd never experienced a power cut before! Now I truly understand how utterly boring it it without electricity.


I got so bored that I actually started catching up on art coursework! Usually, I'm plain lazy and leave it all to last minute or because I'm revising for GCSEs -.- Earlier on in the day, I came across this pretty A M A Z I N G artist called Danny Roberts, or otherwise known as Igor+Andre (though the e has an accent thing that I have no idea how to replicate on my keyboard :S). It occurred to be that you can find pretty amazing stuff on the internet. Take a second and think about what life would be like without the magic of the internet. I don't think I've ever known a time without the internet; I'm an internet baby, my kind of "generation" knows not of the time before internet! 


I do remember, sometimes, when I was little, teachers at school used to say something along the lines of, "You can use books or the internet for research or come to me for help etc.". Nowadays, they don't even bother with the books (unless they're of retiring age) or the "come to me" bit (because they're getting a tad lazy I reckon [;). So much is relied on the internet and technology. Possibly too much?

"The Two Lovers" by Danny Roberts.

Anyway, back to Danny Roberts... His art is amazing. For my mock exam I'm going to paint some paintings in the style of his work. ARGH. Got so many exams this month! Got a German GCSE one tomorrow (that I haven't revised for... not for a few months... and I still don't know how to say "I don't understand" in German...), a history GCSE on Germany 1919-1945 2 days later, another German one the Monday the week after, and finally the art mock exam over the course of two school days where I am planning to do 12 paintings. No idea how I will get them to a half decent standard in the ten hour mock exam.


AAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH.


It will be freakin' hard to do the paintings justice since the artist is SUPERAMAZINGNESS. If that's a word. Which it isn't but oh well. The English language will live.


"I personally believe we developed language because of our deep inner need to complain." Jane Wagner


Hehe, complaining vents my anger and frustration and when I complain, I complain to the world.


Link to "The Two Lovers": http://igorandandre.blogspot.com/2009/06/love.html
Link to Igor+Andre (Andre with an accent!): http://igorandandre.blogspot.com/

Options in life decided for you.

Once again it be parent troubles. Their "advice" really means "do this or else". One of them actually said "Do this or else...", or something along the lines of that. Basically, it means I can't choose that choice at the risk of being near enough disowned. I am not exaggerating. My parents are Asian. And scary-Asian they are too.

Image by grietgriet

"Tears are the silent language of grief."  Voltaire,  A Philosophical Dictionary

The week of lie-ins.

Yep, that's what half terms are for - going out late, sleeping later and getting up at the latest time possible. The first few days you wear off the routine early risings of about pre-8am because you get used to it because of how school times work. Shame half terms are only one week, I could do with an extra few days. Others too.

This girl is not me by the way! Just a free picture of a sleepy girl :']

However, I haven't quite escaped from school... I still have to go into school on Wednesday for a history revision session. It's not as bad as it seems really, my class is epic and my teacher is one of the best I've ever had so all's good. Plus, it's always kinda exciting to see your classmates in "normal" clothes. I go to a typical UK school with a typical uniform: tie, blazer, top button and all that etc. It will be more of a social session because it'll only be my class and another class opposite - it's also filled with people I know and they're in my year group (year 9) too :D


So it may be a little weird that I'm excited to go into school for the holidays! However, I'm really looking forward to seeing my friends at the revision class. The only downside is it starts too early for me to get up during holiday time - 9am -.-


"All holidays can be good times." John Clayton


P.S. My Technorati claim token thingummy: 5WYWVNE6HR57

The "Great" British weather.

Probably only in England and the rest of Great Britain will you get grey overcast skies, light "nothing" rain, measly piddling rain, slight winds, skirt-flying gusts, full-blown showering ninja rain, proper hail, and then ending with 20 degrees Celsius sunshine. All in a matter of 15 minutes because, eh, that's British weather for you. Here are some pictures I took of it after school that I uploaded onto Photobucket.

It's the usual thing in England to have hot sun on your back after a harsh rain shower.

The dazzling sun again after the ninja rain. You do get used to it. Maybe someday.

You can kind of see the hail. Kind of.

The rain clouds hiding in the other direction to the bright sun... Typical.

On Monday, the temperature reached around early twenties - typical, decent spring time weather.
On Tuesday, the winds were horrific. Skirts were a-flying everywhere, gusts reached over 100mph in Scotland, and a man even died because of it!
On Wednesday, it was overcast and threatening rain. As usual.
On Thursday - the horror! It hadn't rained properly for a good two months until... DUN DUN DUN! It all came down. On and off the way I had described - ye olde Brit way. Thank goodness I had an umbrella otherwise I'd have looked like I just dived into a swimming pool fully clothed.
On Friday it was overcast, but I don't care! It's half term :D


"A vacation is having nothing to do and all day to do it in." Robert Orben


^Story of my holidays, but oh well! :D

The non existent secret to happiness.

I believe happiness has no secret. To be happy, you must just simply be happy. 

Whether there are different factors that do affect your mood, and therefore your happiness, is up to you, and how you feel. Sometimes you cannot help but feel how you do. For example, there's always that person who makes you smile whatever they say/do, there's always that person who makes you angry whatever they say/do. And then there's always the little things that push your judgement until your brain makes a decision between the fine line of love and hate.

Yes, yes you always do manage to make me smile.

So I urge you, whomever that reads this, to try and find happiness by doing what makes you happy, whatever that may be.


"If you want to be happy, be." Leo Tolstoy

Eye contact, intercourse and pregnancy.

"Eye contact".

Wow, it's actual been ages since I last blogged!
- I gotta stop abbreviating words.
-- That includes "gotta".


So yesterday in one of my classes - PSHE (Personal Social Health Education I think?), we were doing the order of relationships and discussing if there ever is or will be a perfect order in which a relationship should follow. It was never really something that I'd ever thought of before, and I really wanted to know how people thought it should go.We were given cards (all the same) and split into groups of all boys, all girls, and mixed. I was with the mixed group. The cards had stuff like "eye contact", "talking on the phone", "talking about having children".


My group (3 boys & 5 girls) agreed on a basic positioning pretty quickly, though then spent the rest of the time arguing about the cards: "love", "marriage" and "intercourse". 3 of us were religious (not myself), and the only religious ones in the class. I snatched a load of the slips of paper many a time!


The group with all girls argued. A lot. And very loudly too. For a very long time.
Whilst the all boy groups pretty much packed up within 5 minutes of the activity.


We all found it funny when the group of all boys had put "love" quite high up on the list - even before "dating"! Unless they all had childhood sweethearts (which they most certainly don't) that just wouldn't happen :'] They didn't really think about what happens in the "real world". And then we all joked that for stereotype Essex girls, it went "eye contact", "intercourse", "pregnancy" - and then maybe a shotgun "marriage". It's not something you should really joke about, the amount of teenagers with their own children but it sure is funny :']

Update on my SATs week.

Hehe, I kinda didn't revise as much as I should've for the maths :$ Paper 1 was diabolically hard. Paper 2 was soooooooooooooooooo easy. The very same papers in the image! Though knowing me, I'd have gotten the easy marks wrong! Not gonna jinx it ><" But everything else was "eff" easy! The science papers I could probably do in my sleep! Compared to the practice science papers, they were so simple! The English papers I've done were okay - I could've described a lot better in the "writing to describe" part of the paper, but what's done is done. Only got one test left - mental maths. And that shouldn't be too hard?

Pinch, punch, last day of the month. No returns.

I wonder whoever came up with that rhyme. And I wonder what they were thinking of when they thought of it.


I know the usual rhyme is for the first day of the month, but I wanted to blog something today. Something to do rather than going on Facebook or revising for tests. Revising is effort for me. I hate to sound that leeeeeeetle bit big-headed, but I'm one of those lucky students that don't revise for tests and come out with, on average, 80/100. The week coming, I've got SATs so that my school can access the entire year group's levels across maths, English and science for an end of KS3 level. I've forgotten half of the KS3 stuff because I've started GCSE, but now we students had to drop all the stuff we were doing on GCSE and concentrate on SATs. It isn't half confusing because it means re-remembering stuff from the last two years (I'm fast tracked) and trying to remember all the GCSE stuff -.-


Other news:


The royal wedding was yesterday! I was feeling like a nationalist because of all the England and British flags and buntings that decorated many streets :] Kate Middleton sure was the dazzling bride and old half-bald William cracked a joke at the altar. It sure was a highlight of the year and it meant I got a day off school ;D

I absolutely loved all the Facebook pages about the mishaps of the weddings, for example, the "angry child" in the picture of their kiss, and the horse that took of without the rider, and the nun with the Reeboks :'] Oh, and don't forget Pippa Middleton and Prince Harry "mysteriously" disappearing [; Sure was a day to remember :D

The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold.

I started this book yesterday by Alice Sebold and I'm more than half way through. I'm typically a fast reader, and could've read the book from cover to cover within a night, but I just couldn't. Perhaps it was all this time off school and the break from reading so much, but it was probably something else.


For those of you that don't know the story, it's written from the view-point of a young teenage girl (around my age) who was raped before being murdered by a neighbour. Once dead, she reaches heaven and looks down to Earth to watch the lives of her family, friends and murderer. There in heaven, she watches over them as their lives unfold and continue after her death.

The Lovely Bones book cover.

Whilst following this sad and tragic tale of the girl, my mind often drifts to the "what ifs" the story implies. Well, it doesn't imply this directly, but it does make you think. A lot.


My first thoughts whilst reading this was "What would happen if I died just now? Doesn't matter how or why, just dying or dead. Would people mourn me? What would they think of me? What would my family do? Would my kid brother understand the truth his big sister was dead and was never going to wake up?"


Then came all these kind of thoughts: "Wait. Where would I be? Does heaven exist? Does hell exist?! Or do I get reborn? Is any religion right? Or do I just die. What happens when you just die? What happens if you just watch from above and see all the people you left behind?..."


Questions went round and round my head for hours. You can become very selfish - as I did - when you think about your own death. Petty things like things you used to own you want to make sure go to the right kind of people and the arrangements of your own funeral. All the little things. Then you get over that and then move onto thinking about your family and friends - and how your death may affect them in both good ways, and bad for death is natural and everyone has to die eventually.


Even writing this blog is hard for me because every time I type anything, I ponder over what I had previously written. God forbid (though I am not sure of a God existing) that I or anyone I know, are taken before their time. Just a few weeks ago, a year 8 at my school had recently died of an unknown brain tumour that was found too late. Within days of finding out about it, she had left this Earth. I knew her enough. 


That story, combined with the tale of The Lovely Bones made my brain hurt with all the "what ifs" in this world. I'm not sure if I fear death in the way that I speak of. Yet. Only time will tell. Comment below and share with me your thoughts.


"Men fear Death, as children fear to go in the dark; and as that natural fear in children is increased with tales, so is the other."  Francis Bacon


^Kind of appropriate considering The Lovely Bones is told from the view-point of the child. Some argue that the Dark is Death itself.

Back to school brings the utmost joy.

I joke. I am obviously joking. I went back to school today, back from the Easter break and bank holiday and found that not much has changed. However, they have ruined the new school timetable D:


Honestly, who would cut 10 MINUTES OF BREAK and add it onto dreadful FORMTIME (registration). Some people are plain stupid. Including me, but at least I know that break is more important than sitting there doing nothing (what usually happens in form).


"You send your child to the schoolmaster, but 'tis the schoolboys who educate him."  -Ralph Waldo Emerson


^Yep, that there is the reason for "chatting"

Follow up on my "Horoscope of the day." blog post.

I posted a blog post yesterday about horoscopes (click here to read it) to see if there may be any truth in any of them for that one day, in my case. The results were surprising in fact.


Horoscope 1: 

• What is an earth weightiness and how can you feel it :S (earth weightiness bit)
• Relationships with me are always difficult. Especially with the 'rents. (relationships diff. situation bit)
• The sky + clouds were lovely yesterday! (clouds light up bit)
• Oh my gosh! How did they know about the last minute homework?! They must be psychic. (last minute planning bit)
• I'm guessing they're talking about the school gate? (starting gate bit)

Horoscope 2:

• Stood up for what I believed in - didn't get very far. (stand up for what you believe today bit)

Horoscope 3:

• Did a bit of "communicating feelings" and worked on my communication skills - via Facebook and this blog. (pretty much all the paragraph)

Well, I could find things and interpret them to fit the horoscope but it's all a little too vague for me. I still think they're trying to con you! Although it was a bit cool when I read the last minute planning bit :L 

"I do my work at the same time each day - the last minute."  -Author Unknown

The silly little things that make me hate you.

I'm one of those people who gets annoyed about the little little things in life because the little things matter. Things like the tone of voice you may use, or the words of choice when talking to me matter. Trust matters, as does the truth. Things like lies make me hate you, and the thing that makes me hate you more, is that I trusted you.

"It takes two to lie.  One to lie and one to listen."  -Homer Simpson from The Simpsons

Why on Earth did I listen?

Horoscope of the day.

I've never really been one to take notice of horoscopes except when they specify money. But when it never comes true, I still hope a little, even if I know it is very unlikely and joke about how unlikely things can be. Comparing various horoscopes for today (April 25th) and seeing if there may be truth in any of them. Will post the results tomorrow or when I can. I think about the people who truly believe in horoscopes and wonder why they do, and how they can. Also, I wonder how people make up horoscopes and why they tend to contradict other sites that offer the same kinda thing.

Horoscope 1:

There's an earthy weightiness to today. You could feel like your relationships are in a difficult situation, Gemini. Don't worry, because the clouds are going to lighten up tremendously after today. Put in your hard work now and do any last minute planning you feel is necessary before you're off and running. The starting gate is about to open.

Horoscope 2:

You have to stand up for what you believe today -- but you should find that you're not alone. At the very least, you can influence the right people to help you make your case. Don't be scared!

Horoscope 3:

Obtaining and exchanging information is very important for you and you do your best to learn good problem-solving techniques. Being more involved with neighbors or sibling(s) satisfies a deep emotional need. Communicating feelings becomes important. Your work mentally and physically becomes more refined emotionally. Getting your message across and learning how and when to say no successfully is an important issue for you. You know that your mind and ego are at risk if you cannot foster discrimination and clearness. Your willpower and intuition grows little by little and this is the perfect time to work on communication skills. Personal growth is encouraged now as you have gained confidence in your work.

Until tomorrow, and see the results of this little experiment.

P.S. I am a Gemini. Whatever that means.

The person (or people) that make tears effortlessly fall down your face.

Parents. You hate them, but you always love them. I wish I were older so I'd have the option to leave them forever. But then again, I wish I were younger when I loved them so.

"It is some relief to weep; grief is satisfied and carried off by tears."  -Ovid

The Easter story.

The Western world has interpreted Easter in all kinds of ways like the Easter story, Jesus, eggs, chicks, rabbits, rebirth etc. I am no Christian, nor am I a member of anything to do with religion, but Easter is a holiday for Christians right? But like Christmas, such Christian holidays have morphed into other festivities and celebrations. People my age do joke about "what Jesus might think" about their mothers having banned them from Easter eggs. It's a laugh, though I can't help but feel that it's the wrong idea of Easter with Easter eggs and Easter presents and cards. It's great that we have them, but is it right or wrong that they exist and we associate Easter with them? Thinking about Easter eggs... The siblings+friends have stolen a lot of it that I no longer have any chocolate left D:


Other news:
I and some friends of mine went to Thorpe Park yesterday - it was brilliant :D I was finding it funny when the girls were checking out the fit boys, and the boys were checking anything out :L Especially those in the tight bikini tops and hot pants. 


"Nobody will ever win the Battle of the Sexes.  There's just too much fraternizing with the enemy."  -Henry Kissinger


Ouch to such a sexist world.

Thoughts of yesterday.

Well dear reader (for I hope there will be at least one other than myself) I was thinking about yesterday. Yesterday, it was my friend's birthday, and we had a sleepover. It wasn't really how I would've thought it would be like. Not all the doing hair and make up and nails and stuff like that (although we did watch a movie and pig out). I was surprised at all the deep thoughts and memories that we shared and our opinions on people. Although such thoughts were about such trivial subjects like clothes and boys and make up, it is a wonder how you can dig into things. For example, we thought about how people act with different people, then how they will come across to us and to others. I realised that people will do a lot to please other people, although not necessarily for themselves. The lengths that some girls go to to look and seem "pretty" is absolutely wrong. There really is no need to go to lengths to make your appearance more "attractive". The reason I put pretty and attractive in quotation marks is because they are opinions rather than facts. Just because you are a little pale doesn't mean that you need to cheese puff your entire body. Do you seriously prefer looking like a Wotsit to being as pale as a milk bottle? Well, some people do and they like it that way, but what happened to "natural beauty"? People do indeed wear extravagant amounts of make up and products that surely do more harm than good? Excessive amounts of make up have always been a turn off, no matter what. Make up does make a difference to your appearance, but it can swing towards an improvement and a fail. I'm not dissing make up or anything, but is bright ORANGE a good idea? Or about a jar of tar-like mascara any good for your eyelashes? 


Might post some thoughts later - dinner is kind of more important at the moment :D