I need to English coursework but I can't be bothered. Me and Laura going to Lumière tonight and apparently it's nice so yey.
Today at college was geek theme fancy dress for children in need, hardly any one dressed up unlike last year where almost every one did. Geek theme is lame.
Friday, 18 November 2011
Sunday, 13 November 2011
Friday, 11 November 2011
Blues
sick of feeling like this, sick of feeling like absolute shit. I have no motivation, so emotional, feel so lonely a lot of the time. And the stupid thing is it's actually because of sixth form. It gets me down so much. I want these last months to go so fast I barely realise them, I hate that fucking place.
I feel like crying when in reality I have absolutely nothing to cry about
I never have energy
drained
I don't go out because I honestly can't be bothered. Sitting here with a huge lump in my throat typing this. I feel like a dick but I can't help it.
Half seven on a Friday and I'm doing nothing again, my mam is going out as well so I'll just be sitting here all night alone, like a lot now because my mam is never in.
I just found some of my kittens toys which also upset me.
Everything is stressful, feel like I can't even take it.
Struggling with so much at the moment, I detest the dark nights as well, they make me feel even worse. I go out when it's dark and come in when it's dark, and the only thing I come in to is a shit load of fucking work.
Maybe I just need to get a grip.
I know probably everyone else feels like this, w/e, this is my blog and this is where I will write it.
I know I'm complaining when in reality my life is good, but I hate it when people say that. Just because I'm not majorly suffering in life doesn't mean I don't have the right to feel upset.
I can't be fucked for my driving lesson tomorrow
I wanna go to bed, at Dans, and sleep for the whole weekend not getting out of bed (bar peeing of course)
I can't even watch TV because my broadband is off
I feel like crying when in reality I have absolutely nothing to cry about
I never have energy
drained
I don't go out because I honestly can't be bothered. Sitting here with a huge lump in my throat typing this. I feel like a dick but I can't help it.
Half seven on a Friday and I'm doing nothing again, my mam is going out as well so I'll just be sitting here all night alone, like a lot now because my mam is never in.
I just found some of my kittens toys which also upset me.
Everything is stressful, feel like I can't even take it.
Struggling with so much at the moment, I detest the dark nights as well, they make me feel even worse. I go out when it's dark and come in when it's dark, and the only thing I come in to is a shit load of fucking work.
Maybe I just need to get a grip.
I know probably everyone else feels like this, w/e, this is my blog and this is where I will write it.
I know I'm complaining when in reality my life is good, but I hate it when people say that. Just because I'm not majorly suffering in life doesn't mean I don't have the right to feel upset.
I can't be fucked for my driving lesson tomorrow
I wanna go to bed, at Dans, and sleep for the whole weekend not getting out of bed (bar peeing of course)
I can't even watch TV because my broadband is off
So yeah, to sum up, this is how I feel.
Sunday, 23 October 2011
Absolutely swamped in work :( but I'm actually not going to leave all of my work until the end of the week this time. I came in on Friday from college and did ALL of my French holiday work, which took seven hours. Now after a lovely night with my boyfriend I'm going to get on and do my media work
My teachers must bask in my misery. I don't even understand what I need to do, I have a full digital media case study to do, which I've just realised is due back on the 2nd of November, I also have an essay to write, my magazine articles to write, all of my photographs to edit, a full English language study(because my first draft was shit), and my final personal statement to write. I want my UCAS sent off by the end of the week back to sixth form, so I can get on and revise for my January exams. I really want to do well, I know I'm capable just last year I fucked around, I spent to long dwelling on my new surroundings, and when my results came out as ACC I hated myself for it. So since September I've put so much work in, always staying on top of my studies, and I'm not going to lie it feels good.
I'm dreading re-drafting my language investigation, I have no interest in the subject any more, ever since I started school I loved English and was always one of the high achievers, but now I'm bored of it, which doesn't bode well for someone who needs to do a whole study centred around the subject. On a lighter note I'm enjoying media this year, being able to work independently is much better, on something that I love doing. I'm producing a niche magazine based on city travel, and the issue I'm making is based on Paris, as I have such an interest for French culture. It's good because it doesn't feel like work, I generally enjoy doing it. This is what I've done so far
so yes, thats it
Moving on......I'm so scared at the minute, excited, but scared. Like, university? It's me, I'm signing up for university, it's surreal, it makes my tummy feel funny. I've visited my choices: Leeds, Sheffield, and Leeds met. Leeds was nice, but I didn't feel that I fitted in, then Sheffield, Sheffield was perfect, I absolutely loved it, the grade boundaries are bbb though which is my prediction, but it's a lot of pressure. Then this week I visited Leeds met, and I think its fantastic, I like it just as much as Sheffield, they have a course that I want to do that Sheffield doesn't offer, and the grade boundaries are lower. So Leeds met is my first choice now.
I think I've talked for long enough now, and like I say I have some work to do
My teachers must bask in my misery. I don't even understand what I need to do, I have a full digital media case study to do, which I've just realised is due back on the 2nd of November, I also have an essay to write, my magazine articles to write, all of my photographs to edit, a full English language study(because my first draft was shit), and my final personal statement to write. I want my UCAS sent off by the end of the week back to sixth form, so I can get on and revise for my January exams. I really want to do well, I know I'm capable just last year I fucked around, I spent to long dwelling on my new surroundings, and when my results came out as ACC I hated myself for it. So since September I've put so much work in, always staying on top of my studies, and I'm not going to lie it feels good.
I'm dreading re-drafting my language investigation, I have no interest in the subject any more, ever since I started school I loved English and was always one of the high achievers, but now I'm bored of it, which doesn't bode well for someone who needs to do a whole study centred around the subject. On a lighter note I'm enjoying media this year, being able to work independently is much better, on something that I love doing. I'm producing a niche magazine based on city travel, and the issue I'm making is based on Paris, as I have such an interest for French culture. It's good because it doesn't feel like work, I generally enjoy doing it. This is what I've done so far
so yes, thats it
Moving on......I'm so scared at the minute, excited, but scared. Like, university? It's me, I'm signing up for university, it's surreal, it makes my tummy feel funny. I've visited my choices: Leeds, Sheffield, and Leeds met. Leeds was nice, but I didn't feel that I fitted in, then Sheffield, Sheffield was perfect, I absolutely loved it, the grade boundaries are bbb though which is my prediction, but it's a lot of pressure. Then this week I visited Leeds met, and I think its fantastic, I like it just as much as Sheffield, they have a course that I want to do that Sheffield doesn't offer, and the grade boundaries are lower. So Leeds met is my first choice now.
I think I've talked for long enough now, and like I say I have some work to do
Wednesday, 12 October 2011
I don't know why I still haven't watched Coco avant Chanel, I'm going to watch it on Friday, then write a review. I'm not really that fond of Anne Fontaine but I absolutely adore Audrey Tautou she's like a lovely little pixie, she's so cute and she always portrays a role so well. She works so perfectly with Jeunet, he's like a little boy trapped in a man's body, I would pay to see a showcase of his thoughts.
This scene explains everything, It's right at the beginning too, it just sets you up for the toy box of treasures which Le fabuleux destin d'Amélie Poulain entails
Le spam de Tautou hehe
I'm revisiting Paris in two weeks, and I've centred my media coursework around city travel so I'm going to cease the opportunity and take lots and lots of photographs
I need to not look like a lame tourist, hopefully with me speaking French I'll maybe seem artistic or cultured. -while I walk around buying one euro keychains from the guys at the Eiffel tower and carrying a rucksack-.
My blog will be a flood with photographs when I get back, but for the mean time here are the ones I took last time
I need to not look like a lame tourist, hopefully with me speaking French I'll maybe seem artistic or cultured. -while I walk around buying one euro keychains from the guys at the Eiffel tower and carrying a rucksack-.
My blog will be a flood with photographs when I get back, but for the mean time here are the ones I took last time
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