Are secrets really secrets or just things that dont come up in small talk. Perhaps if people were more open then they would be happier, people could truely be who they are, Theres so many people today who probably feel the need to disguise who they truely are to be "accepted" but if your not being yourself if it worth it?
So in the spirit of things some facts you may not know about me:
- I know i cant dance to save myself but I love going out and doing it regardless.
- I help others solve their problems because I wish someone was there to help me solve mine.
- I'm glad i was bullied when i was younger, it made me a stronger better person.
- I love to read paranormal romance books and i was introduced to them via the twilight saga, i read and loved the first three books before they were popular but id never admit to it now.
- I love scaring myself with horror films but while i can watch people get killed in horrible and gruesome ways i still maintain the scariest film ive ever seen was sixth sence.
- Im terrified of needles and manniquins
- The idea of anyone figuring me out scares me more than you can believe.
-I make a mean dark chocolate and orange cake
- My DVD's are arranged in colour order
- Since Ive started blogging ive neglected twitter.
- The person who stole my drawing in standard grade art is the reason i passed =]
Saturday, 31 July 2010
Tuesday, 20 July 2010
Reasons to be cheerful 18th July
- The ability to make my mum laugh till she crys.
- Finished work early
- Strange four way phone calls
- BBC Iplayer
- My friends understanding of my almost obsessive need to plan ahead.
- The chance to relive a love from my childhood.
- Throwing out old school work one page at a time - If i ever need those history notes again I'll kick myself but how standard grade math notes and 1st and 2nd year frence vocabulary jotters made it this long ill never know.
Simple things that make my day =]
- Finished work early
- Strange four way phone calls
- BBC Iplayer
- My friends understanding of my almost obsessive need to plan ahead.
- The chance to relive a love from my childhood.
- Throwing out old school work one page at a time - If i ever need those history notes again I'll kick myself but how standard grade math notes and 1st and 2nd year frence vocabulary jotters made it this long ill never know.
Simple things that make my day =]
Monday, 5 July 2010
Well weathered wisdom
"Under this national raincloud
I'm getting soaked to the skin
Trying to find my umbrella
But I don't know where to begin"
I'm getting soaked to the skin
Trying to find my umbrella
But I don't know where to begin"
Sometimes it just feels like the clouds have descended upon your life and it will never get better. We may realise there's a problem and not know where to start to fix it or maybe were so wrapped up in feeling overwhelmed we don't even realise like walking in the rain and not realising your crying until your out of the rain. Maybe the problem fixes itself, the clouds descend but don't open and we don't realise how close we were to getting soaked.
"Constantly bailing out water
But still like I'm gonna sink"
But still like I'm gonna sink"
Sometimes it just all get ontop of us and suddenly the waters above your knees before you even realise it was there in the first place.
That's when we get out the buckets and teacups and start bailing as fast as possible, take it one container at a time and suddenly there's only the puddle in the bottom and then you can pull the plug on your troubles, let them just trickle away.
However the rain brings good to. Having problems is common in life and they will either make you or break you. Sometimes problems being brought to light allows you to clear the air, like a thunderstorm, so you can warm your heart in the sunshine once more, sit back and enjoy the glorious weather having seen the destruction the storm can bring.
"We are often surrounded by wisdom in songs just waiting to be interpreted"
Wednesday, 30 June 2010
Mailed Musings
For a couple of years now every Sunday I have spent ten minutes or so reading possibly one of the best blogs on the internet - post secret.
Founder Frank Warren invites people to write their secrets, something they've never told anyone before on a postcard and mail it to him.
The secrets range from a simply scrawled sentence on a blank background to beautifully drawn illustrations.
As you may expect when you invite people to share their deepest secrets you get a really broad spectrum of thoughts. Secrets about love, hate,life, death, joy sorrow from the young, the old, the married, the single, the divorced and the widowed.
The success of the blog has lead to individual spin off sites for non english secrets from many different country's.
The All America rejects used actual postcards for their video "dirty little secret".
There are art exhibitions all over America, conventions and a suicide hotline funded by the site.
Marriage proposals have been accepted at post secret events and secrets of a lifetime revealed.
Lives have even been saved by the inspirational messages. A few Sundays ago someone posted what can only be described as a suicide note:
The members of the postsecret community threw themselves into a collective effort to save this poor soul. A facebook group called "please don't jump" sprung up filled with kind and hopeful words; an event was held on the golden gate bridge to try and raise awareness of its reputation as the most popular place in the world to commit suicide and to increase pressure on the government to build a suicide barrier.
I am proud to be a member of an online community filled with so much love.
www.postsecret.com
Founder Frank Warren invites people to write their secrets, something they've never told anyone before on a postcard and mail it to him.
The secrets range from a simply scrawled sentence on a blank background to beautifully drawn illustrations.
As you may expect when you invite people to share their deepest secrets you get a really broad spectrum of thoughts. Secrets about love, hate,life, death, joy sorrow from the young, the old, the married, the single, the divorced and the widowed.
The success of the blog has lead to individual spin off sites for non english secrets from many different country's.
The All America rejects used actual postcards for their video "dirty little secret".
There are art exhibitions all over America, conventions and a suicide hotline funded by the site.
Marriage proposals have been accepted at post secret events and secrets of a lifetime revealed.
Lives have even been saved by the inspirational messages. A few Sundays ago someone posted what can only be described as a suicide note:
The members of the postsecret community threw themselves into a collective effort to save this poor soul. A facebook group called "please don't jump" sprung up filled with kind and hopeful words; an event was held on the golden gate bridge to try and raise awareness of its reputation as the most popular place in the world to commit suicide and to increase pressure on the government to build a suicide barrier.
I am proud to be a member of an online community filled with so much love.
www.postsecret.com
Cross your t's and dot your i's
When you consider a whole class of five year olds is taught to write in the same way by the same person its amazing all the different handwriting styles people develope.
-Big and loopy
-Tiny and neat
-A messy scrawl
- Slanty
-Straight
-Joined up
-Separated
I love to write. There's just something so relaxing about seeing a pen glide across a page and leaving sweeping lines behind it. There's something pretty about a full page of text in the same neat handwriting with no tipex or crossed out words.
Awesomely geeky.
-Big and loopy
-Tiny and neat
-A messy scrawl
- Slanty
-Straight
-Joined up
-Separated
I love to write. There's just something so relaxing about seeing a pen glide across a page and leaving sweeping lines behind it. There's something pretty about a full page of text in the same neat handwriting with no tipex or crossed out words.
Awesomely geeky.
Sunday, 27 June 2010
What do people see?
Perception is a funny thing isn't it?
Take for instance this picture.
Do you see a dead end, a lonely place with no turning back?
Or do you see the dip where the path falls before rising once more into the open field. The end of a long struggle before finally feeling freedom, the sunshine on your skin and the grass beneath your feet?
How people think they are perceived and how they are actually perceived are perhaps two completely different things. I see myself as being accommodating but perhaps others see me as being a soft touch. I see myself as outgoing but perhaps others see me as being too loud. Or perhaps i see myself as being shy when i meet new people but others may see this as being endearing.
It goes beyond even emotional levels, to the physical as well. While someone may think of they're bum being too big or being to short others may have quite the opposite view point.
We cant always assume that what we mean to be and what we actually are are the same thing.
Take for instance this picture.
Do you see a dead end, a lonely place with no turning back?
Or do you see the dip where the path falls before rising once more into the open field. The end of a long struggle before finally feeling freedom, the sunshine on your skin and the grass beneath your feet?
How people think they are perceived and how they are actually perceived are perhaps two completely different things. I see myself as being accommodating but perhaps others see me as being a soft touch. I see myself as outgoing but perhaps others see me as being too loud. Or perhaps i see myself as being shy when i meet new people but others may see this as being endearing.
It goes beyond even emotional levels, to the physical as well. While someone may think of they're bum being too big or being to short others may have quite the opposite view point.
We cant always assume that what we mean to be and what we actually are are the same thing.
Is Romance dead?
Everyone sees romance differently.
It might be letting a girl go through a door first, it might be sending flowers, it might be sending a text to let them know your thinking of them. In the age of technology we live in it doesn't take much for people to let another person know whats on their mind.
But with this age of technology and openness there seems to come a darker side.
The side of the internet where teenagers are bombarded with images of sex, where adverts for adult chat rooms and page three model backgrounds are advertised alongside tescos on websites. Where young girls are emailed by strangers with disgusting sexual requests with no regards to their mental well being. Where people can request pictures and total strangers can see any pictures posted.
In a world that is more open than it was even a mere 10 years in terms of talking about sex the idea of with-holding details of your sex life from friends seems almost daft. With so many people openly discussing it it can make it seem like such a normal part of life and for people in stable mature relationships that's fine but when young teenagers see older siblings and people they respect bragging about how many people they've slept with it puts a pressure on them that wasn't there before.
What happened to when a boy could be sweet for the sake of it without him having an angle or wanting something in return?
What is wrong with just wanting to make a girl smile or laugh. Sending daft little texts to let them know your thinking of them, recommending music that they may like. Even just taking the time to ask them about they're day. I don't want to make it sound like all guys are only after one thing, but sometimes i wonder....
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