Could go crazy right now!

Just wrote out a whole blog detailing how annoying technology is sometimes, and decided to write this cleverly on my iPhone as this was the inspiration of my blog. Unfortunately, I managed to come out of the blog after finishing it as I accidentally on my stupid touch screen phone pressed the wrong button. Funnily enough, I also detailed how annoying the phone was when it predicts what you want to say, so no I didn't want to write 'shot phone' I wanted to write 'shit you asshole of a phone'! As you can tell, what turned out as a simply dig at technology in the first blog has now turned into a hate campaign against stupid phones and the fact they can only do half of the job (on my laptop it saves my blogs periodically, (get it sorted apple!!)

I don't have time to write the blog again, so I thought I would write something. What happened to writing letters and telegrams and simply going to visit someone when you had something to say.

Fucking technology.

Random.

Looking for a slight bit of inspiration, I found myself browsing other blogs. Unfortunately, I also found myself hooked on reading until the end of the blog and finding them incredibly interesting. Thinking of mine, someone said they had read and liked a post of mine. I stood there feeling rather impressed with myself, until I could not remember a single word of it, even when prompted with the subject. That really shows how interesting even I find it! Never mind, I'm sure I will find a knack to it.

If anyone wants a bit of rubbish Saturday night television, what better-a place to go than ITV for Take Me Out. I'm sure everyone who reads this will have watched the genious show. It features a male coming down from the 'love lift', and trying to impress a panel of 30 'lovely' ladies looking for a date. Now I'm not going to brand them all with the same iron, but there is definitely a reason why most of them are single. The guys are either ridiculously up themselves, or old and weird and clearly not going to get a date with 18-30 year old women. And the girls, well fair enough most are rather easy on the eye! But, with lines such as 'I like the fact your an accountant. If you take me out, we can do some addition, subtraction, and maybe some multiplication!' I find it difficult to wonder why they are single. For starters, I don't think that even makes sense. I thought that phrase ended with subtraction, and I think everyone in the studio agreed with me as there was a confused pause, and then a 'Woooooo' to maybe save her dignity. The way I saw it, she was looking to make babies and personally I don't think that's a turn on to a male stranger (to an extent).

Lastly, on a brighter note, I had a good day at work today! I thought that would never happen, but it has. And I get paid on the 21st.

The cat is out of the bag.

Unfortunately, now people have found my blog (largely due to me posting its existance on Facebook) I actually have to write interesting blogs for a real audience. Oh dear indeed.

So, swine flu is back. 'Back'. Hoping it doesn't sweep the nation and infect us all like last time. Oh wait...

Social networking sites are interesting aren't they. I lived through signing up to pretty much everything going, the only reason I know they still exist because weird sites such as Hi5 and Birthday Alarm email an old email address with a long-lost friend's birthday. Myspace was my favourite, although Bebo was popular for a while! I must have spent about a year changing my profile every other day, doing 'pc4pc's (picture comment for picture comment for all of you unfamiliar with the stupid abbreviations) and ultimately wasting my time. Yet arriving at my new 6 form I discovered Facebook was the place to be, and set up a Facebook account. Slowly the transition was made from Myspace to Facebook, and I stopped visting my previously prized page. Now all Myspace is good for is to look back at old comments and laugh at sentences such as 'Yeh had a gd day 2day, wnt 2 twn nd chilled out. Bre tired tho, nd btw yur pic is fit bbz ;)' or something along those terrible lines. Today I look at my news feed on Facebook and see people with boring statuses 'Im bored.', aggressive statuses 'The fucking prick who stole my phone and ID...' and interesting statuses 'I didn't mean to, I'm so sorry, I was drunk'. The latter usually leads me to Facebook stalking them to see what possibly could have happened and looking at the comments on that status to see if something is revealed of interest to me. It is incredible that I know things about people I was at lower school with from just a click of a button (and a 10 minute trawl of their pictures and wall posts).

And here I am on Facebook now. And although I haven't signed up to Twitter yet, and don't see myself doing it, it could just be something else I sign up to!

Although I'm sure this wasn't the most interesting blog you have ever read, it is one of those I can relate to that! things you read.

Literally on the news I have just heard about a young pregnant women who died from swine flu. Maybe it is back.

New Year, new start.

At least I would like to think so. As I treated myself to an iPhone in early December I barely use my laptop any more, as everything I could want and more is on my amazing new toy! However, as I would like to write as a career I should probably frequent my blog more than I have been doing lately.

Unfortunately I have not made any new years resolutions. I don't even think I had one last year. My mum said to me "Oh how could you improve on perfection?" which I would like to take as a compliment, though it probably was intended as a sarcastic dig at my lack of purpose for the year. However, this year for the first time ever I WILL give up something for lent - it has been cigarettes for the last few years and really that's just lazyness as I don't smoke. I will decide what it is that I will give up closer to the time.

2010 has been overall a very good year for me - best year I have had in a few! I got great A Level results, have received offers from universities and managed after what felt like a lifetime (maybe a month) I found myself a proper job. In hindsight I wish I had stayed at school and done more subjects simply for staying at school but it has been nice to have money to spend! I have kept in touch with my best friends and kept a boyfriend that I can have a great play fight with and make feel guilty when I hurt myself (mwahaha). I got my 2011 calender out of its wrapper today and while inputting people's birthdays it was amazing to see what I was doing a year ago (revising for mocks) and whos birthdays I felt were important enough for me to remember at the start of 2010. Needless to say many did not feature on the 2011 edition now hanging on my wall.

I am hoping this year simply goes to plan; I am not looking for any amazing surprises that 'make' my year (if I bought lottery tickets that might be a different story), I just want my year to go as smoothly as possible.

Happy new year to all, especially the losers who have taken their time out to read this :).

The smashing of Millbank.

Personally, I think the student protests have really shown the true colours of young people. Before you shout at my ignorance, some of my friends did attend the protest and were in fact peaceful - as they originally labelled how they would behave at the march. And people I don't know obviously were the same otherwise London would have been in tatters (trust me, us youngens are nutters). What I despise is people thinking they will gatecrash something that was supposed to make a clear statement to the Government. Did they really think wrecking a couple of buildings in London would make those MPs say, "Actually chaps, they do have a point!" Throwing a fire extinguisher off a building on the intention of injuring a policeman just shows how terribly immature some people can be!
I didn't know the police force were involved in proposing the plans?

And here we are, the fees have increased. As the Conservatives have the majority it was almost certain this was going to happen, and I know the controversial Nick Clegg just fuelled the anger between student groups. I also know the people who started the destructive behaviour could not have been students at all - just opportunist rogues finding an easy way to commit violence.

There isn't much to be learned from this situation, this blog. A few things though...
1) The government will never please the public what ever they do, and fascinatingly it is always the majority of the public who oppose.
2) The 'coalition' government does not exist.
3) Smashing offices and violent behaviour really doesn't get you anywhere apart from a bit of publicity advertising your face on the crimewatch website (which I'm sure they're texting all their friends about and not hiding at their nan's house).
4) I don't agree with the fee rises because of an absolute gem I read in the Times - "We are increasing our fees because every other good Uni is, and students won't think we are as good". I see this going round and round in circles for years!
5) Don't ever listen to me talking about politics as I know nothing and whatever I say is guaranteed to be complete shit.

Also, I have 3 offers for Uni next year, I'm definitely leaving Northampton! Crazy.
And it's my birthday in two days!

Friends.

'Friend' is a word with many meanings to different people. You can have best friends, close friends, not really friends but we will call them friends. Changing schools when I moved into 6 form cleansed myself from the first round of these 'friends'; there are people that I used to speak to everyday at school, that I haven't spoken to since I got my results in August 2008. However, there are a few who I may not see every week, even speak to every week. But when we have a little rendezvous it feels like I saw them yesterday! Any adult will tell you exactly the same; they have real experience in friends falling in and out of their life and only the ones that have a true meaning of a friend have stayed with them for life.

Once again, I left my 6 form in June this year, and the second bout of 'friend cleansing' happened. People I said I would 'definitely keep in touch with' have fallen by the wayside and when looking back nostalgically at my 6 form days I probably will sit there thinking 'oh my God what the hell was their name'! However, the people who really matter I have kept in touch with and reguarly see. I am determined to keep them when I go to University next year so they don't become another few that gradually fall off the friend bandwagon while I carry on ignorantly.

I could talk about this subject for literally another hour - the ins and outs of friendship, what makes a good friend, is your friendship one sided? like those incredible teenage magazines I used to read. The main point of my blog was to just outline how easy it is to lose friends and people you used to love everything about.

Listen up people!

Stop being too proud to contact them first, and petty enough to think 'well they obviously don't want to talk to me/can't be bothered'. Chances are they are just busy, and haven't forgotton about you! And will probably feel honoured you've thought about them and made an effort. And if they don't want to talk to you, or can't be bothered, then screw them! You probably have much better friends and they don't deserve you as a real friend.

Annoying.

Having one of those moments which I now know as a 'writers block'. I did have this frequently when writing A Level essays, but these were understandable as I was writing about 18th Century books and posters. But today, when my creative juices are flowing through my veins and into my willing fingertips, my brain is firmly refusing to spout anything mildly interesting.

I am also not happy about finding a dress to wear to my own birthday later this month. I am struggling dramatically; my love of black dresses means I simply cannot buy another, and finding one to suit my colouring and taste is proving to be terribly difficult. Never mind. I will not bore myself writing about pointless rubbish any longer, and hope to write educated and interesting blogs in the future.

On a brighter note, my cats were spared being hanged by my dad because of my selflessness this evening. My mum and I were very entertained watching my cats playfight and chase each other around the lounge, but a 'ooooohhhh no' from my mum indicated the red spillage of my Cherries & Berries squash on the new lounge floor. I creeped into the kitchen to unfortunately find my father there, and after thinking I had spared the questions I began the clear up process. However, he did not miss a trick, and asked me if I had spilt my drink, to which I replied 'Yes' to spare my poor cats. If any one met my Dad they would admire my bravery, and it shows I really do love my cats!