Things I don't understand

So basically thought I'd write a list of things I don't really understand about people....and just odd things I think the whole world in general seems to do (including myself, cos as you should realise by now I am a bit of a nutter).

1. Why people greet each other on the street randomly (I mean I know it's nice....but you gotta admit it is a little weird)
2. Why people have to be so rude
3. Why the bloody hell asian men seem to think grinding on and sexy-talking women in clubs is the best way to 'get in there'
4. Why people think it's fun to get completely utterly annihilated on a night out that they pass out in their own vom: that is NOT my idea of a good night out.... weirdo.
5. Why men think it is acceptable to snog every single girl in the club
6. Why men aren't all like Prince Charming. Life would be so much simpler as a fairytale
7. Why women are so disrespectful of their own bodies: on a night out it is NOT attractive to have arse cheek out. Save it for the bedroom. Mega inapprops.
8. Why girls think that everytime a girl has a guy over, they bang
9. Why you get called a slut if you hang out with loads of men, but if it's the opposite way round the guy gets called a 'lad'. Madness.
10. Why everyone loves football so much (I don't think I'll ever get why it's so entrancing to watch 14 men run around after a ball in tiny shorts.... personally I think it's a bit weird that men enjoy watching other men chase a ball in minimal clothing. But then, that's just my personal opinion)
11. What on earth some designers are thinking when they come up with new 'quirky' clothing...it's not usually quirky, it's usually absolutely mental and noone would be seen dead wearing something as weird as that
12. Why people are crazy enough to follow every fashion fad (see above for my reason)
13. Why people see being individual as a bad thing: don't be a clone!
14. Why some people idolise their mates. WAKE UP AND LIVE YOUR OWN LIFE!
15. Why you have to PAY to use a bog in London train stations
16. Why people think racist jokes are funny. You're being racist. How is that ever funny?
17. How people can stay awake until silly o'clock and still be alive the next day for a lecture at 9am...
18. Why cigarettes were ever invented.
19. Why people buy from 'vintage' shops: it's just overly priced second hand stuff.. just go to a charity shop and it's the same stuff for cheaper?!
20. Why you have to pay so much for University
21. Why your parents teach you to 'never talk to strangers'. Everyone's a stranger 'til you get to know them, so if we stuck by this rule we'd all live in solitude without any friends. How ridiculous does it sound now with that in mind...
22. What people have against the police. If they nicked you for summit you obv did something wrong so get over it. They're only doing their job- they're people too, not 'pigs'.

I apologise if anyone takes offence to any of the above statements. It is purely what my mad brain has come up with at half past one in the morning, and I'm only expressing my point of view (which everyone is entitled to).
 

Much Love x

My early teenage years in a nutshell.

So reading back through my old emails on an account I now never use, I have decided to sum up my early teenage self in a nutshell.

1. I was extremely chavvy
2. I was very overly clingy with my boyfriends (apologies if this still occurs..but I feel I'm improving)
3. I mst defntly ova-usd txt lnguage 2 th poynt wer no1 even undastd wot i waz tryn 2 say
4. I usd txt lingo in @mails. (Who even does that??)
5. Had very weird nicknames such as: tigerlily, norby baby and princess tilly tally woo.
6. I was overly friendly in everything I did.
7. I sent emails to myself. (Yes I was THAT sad) *nb: to be fair there were attachments for school work....but I did write myself a personal message as well. Awks. (example:

print out (bt not in tech block or mr. P will murder yhoo!) lol :L hav fun sweetie! :P))

8. Everyone seemed to love me (but were probably all going mentally insane due to my lacking in language comprehension in texts)
9. I sent emails to my teachers from my really embarrassing personalised email account
10. My email account started with the words: babycakes_rox (oh my lordy)
11. I overused the words 'bbe', 'bbz', 'huni' and 'luv u'
12. I seemed to tell everyone I loved them (I ended all texts and emails with 'love youuuu' or 'luv yhoo')
13. I probably creeped out everybody I ever sent messages to.
14. I was a bit bipolar (probably still am...)
15. My email sign off was really gay:

xxxxnataliexxxx

 

16. I found HORRENDOUS photos like this:

 

 

 

17. I found some reeeeally weird photos of my ex boyfriend (yeah so I know this isn't about me, but it was still funny.... SO tempted to post the photo but he might just kill me)

18. I posed awful in photos (see above image)

19. Everyone seemed to write that they 'miss' me (even though they'd seen me that day at school/that week)

20. My mum emailed me even though I was only upstairs...I was obviously on the computer way too much. (Not much has changed then)

21. My bebo account name was 'You Shizzle My Dizzle'. Wow.

 

 

So yeah. There's my ever-intriguing insight into my life. Still not sure I totally understand how my own mind ticks; but there's definitely still time for me to work it out. I mean, if I don't even understand myself I can't expect anyone else to get me!

 

But yeah. Although my teenage years have been slightly strange, emotional and (at times) hard to bear, they feel like they've flown by and I wouldn't change any of my journey for the world. Only less than two more months of teenageness left... Better make the most of it and

LIVE

       IT

         UP.

 

 

*Ps. I thought it might also be hilarious to note how I went through four different phases in my secondary school life:

1. Chav

2. Goth

3. Emo

4. Prep

 

 

In my 'emo' days (I'm the middle one- you'd never have guessed...)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



3am: madness.

So what's occuring?
Well. It's currently 03.16am on (what is now) Monday 7th January 2013, and as usual I am sitting at my laptop trying to busy myself with knickyknackynoos and such fun things to avoid sleeping..even though I am totally cream crackered! I WILL fight the urge to zonk out on my animal print pillowcase. Why? you may be asking. Well, my friends, the main reason is I am truly petrified of later today having to hand in my first lot of assignments for uni of the first year which ACTUALLY COUNTS TOWARDS MY FINAL GRADE. Shit. Truly shit. The other reason being that I can't bring myself to move away from the lush cool breeze wafting out of my fan.. My room is quite literally like the Bahamas. No need for a holiday abroad: come in my room for 2 seconds and you'll tan like Jordan under a sunbed for 2 hours. You could create a BBQ on this very radiator.
No word of a lie.
At the end of the day, at least I'm not cold.

If you're wondering why I'm flinging in all these Nessa quotes left, right and centre, it's because I watched the whole of Gavin and Stacey series one this evening. Lush it is.
Gotta love a bitta the welsh lingo before bedtime.
Bought the whole boxset- entire works- today: HMV sale £10 from 30. Gotta buy it at that price really haven't you? I mean, it was practically calling...BEGGING me, even, to buy it. I couldn't resist. I love comedies. And this is comedy at one of its best. God bless James Corden and Ruth Jones. Comedy genius.

 

 

 

I do apologise if all of my blogs seem a little...cray. It's due to the fact I seem to be making a habbit out of writing them at 3 in the morning. Obviously it's the sole time I actually have peace and quiet (or I'm bored outta my skull and want to do something other than sleep).

Today I feel quite inspired. Not lying. I genuinely feel in the mood to write a book. Would be quality, naturally. I mean, this is me we are chatting 'bowt innit.

 

So, anyway, apologies for being ridiculously rude. I've realised I have not wished you all a HAPPY NEW YEAR! Hope whatever you got up to on NYE, it was as insane and immense as my night ;) 

Again, I also hope everyone had a lovely Christmas. Best wishes. Kind regards. All that.

So 2013. Wow. It doesn't feel right does it? 2013. It feels distinctly (and worryingly) unlucky. Maybe it's cos it's got a 13 in it... I don't trust it.

But anyway, enough about that.

New years resolutions. Anyone done that? I usually try to make one every year, and stick to it. But funnily enough it's always harder to stick to it than make it up..

Right well, mine for this year is: Be more positive and be less like the Hulk.

And by that I do not mean I will try and be less green. If anything I will try and be more green, because it is an amazing colour (my fav). I mean, more along the lines of trying to be less short tempered.

Could be a challenge for me. I broke both by like the 3rd day of January. BUT have no fear- I WILL still be (attempting to) carry(ing) on with my resolutions. I don't give up that easily my little fruit and nut cakes. Paper cases.

 

So. To finish on a lovely cheerful bubbly and rainbow-coloured note: I wish you all a happy new year, and try not to drink too much. THINK OF YOUR LIVER.

 

Sharman: Over and out.

x

 

 

Sleeping: Tired cookies after a long night. The last night of 2012 in fact. To be specific. Though by this point it was most definitely (probably) 2013.