Friday, 5 September 2014

Guilty Pleasures.

Last night, whilst I was binge watching Keeping Up With The Kardashians; I realized 'This is my guilty pleasure.'

Why Would I think that? Why should I feel like I should feel guilty about enjoying something? Keeping Up With The Kardashians has a bit of a reputation for being a total waste of space, and whilst I'll admit it's not the most educating or meaningful programme around- I find it enjoyable to watch.
Unless it's something problematic like stealing cars or cutting off the ears of rabbits, whatever task you find pleasure in doing; shouldn't make you feel guilty. Imagine a world where football was considered a guilty pleasure:

A World Where Football Is A Guilty Pleasure:

Me: What's your guilty pleasure?
Person: Oh, I don't really want to-
Me: No. What is your guilty pleasure.
Person: Um...Well, don't think I'm weird...But I really love to play football.
Me: No. Way! Are you SERIOUS?!
Person: Oh come on! It's not THAT bad. At least I'm not killing someone.
Me: I could deal with you killing someone, but playing football?! That's ridiculous.
Person: Well, you watch Keeping Up With The Kardashians.
Me: Keeping Up With The Kardashians is NORMAL. Everyone knows football is a stupid game.
Person: How is it stupid?
Me: You chase a ball around the field, aiming to kick it into a net. If a gust of wind blows in your face you cry and fall to the floor. What's the point in the game anyway!?
Person: To score goals?
Me: Maybe you should spend more time playing a game that will actually help you REACH  your goals and not 'score' them.


My point is: Anything and everything could be considered a guilty pleasure to someone, so why is it a concept anyway? Why do we live our lives in guilt? As individuals, we spend more time feeling guilty about the things we enjoy than we do actually participating in them. Wouldn't day-to-day life be far easier if we collectively, decide to not care about what other people think and in turn- don't judge people as much on things that they do.

What's your guilty pleasure? Whatever it is, leave a comment telling me or post it as a status, tell your friends and family, be PROUD. Ditch the guilt and flaunt your enthusiasm!

That's all for now fellow friends of the internet, I won't be posting a shelf tour today (and may not be able to for the upcoming few days!) However, you will be getting the usual daily post! I shall leave you with the song of the blog post: I want it that way by Backstreet Boys

Gotta bail whale- L

Thursday, 4 September 2014

Walks.

My family and I like to go on walks. Tuesday being our most recent one: I thought "Why not share with your fellow friends of the interweb, what a walk with you looks like?" So, that idea is now a blog post. I hope you enjoy the following photo's (that were attempts at being artistic.)












And this ^ is why people don't go out with me in public. 

That's all for now my fellow friends of the interweb, I shall leave you with this blog posts song: Club Tropicana by Wham!

Gotta go buffalo- L.







Shelf No.1- Part 2

So, as you may have guessed by the title this is the second part of my bottom shelf tour! I'm going to get right into it because I have nothing else to say and this post is going to be preeeeeetty long anyway!



So, as you can see, this is where the bottom shelf morphed into notebooks and fiction (totally of it's own accord, the books literally flew and perched themselves on this shelf.) Next to the Children's British History Encyclopedia mentioned last time are three notebooks and an English to French/French to English Dicionary, there's not really much I can say about the notebooks other than they're pretty so I don't like writing in them (defeats the purpose really, doesn't it?) As far as the dictionary goes, as I mentioned in my 'Me?' page I am far from bilingual and need all the help I can get (However, I don't use it nor do I see myself using it at any point in the near future.) 

After that we come to Jacky Daydream and My Secret Diary both biographies by Jacqueline Wilson. I read these when I was around 8-10 years old and loved them, mainly because I was a huge fan of Jacqueline's writing. I've kept them mainly in case I ever feel the urge to delve into my childhood (which I do on a regular basis, in the means of watching Disney films.) 

The next three books are Slide by Jill Hathaway, Elixir by Hilary Duff and The Blessed by Tonya Hurley.  I read both Slide and Elixir quite a while ago, but remember them for having quite interesting plots and have kept them because (although I very rarely re-read books) I may want to re-read them. The Blessed, however I have not read. (Tried, but not read.) I decided to keep it because I keep on picking it up, starting to read it and then putting it back. In other words I WILL, I repeat WILL, read it.

Lovely, Dark and Deep by Amy McNamara, Wreck This Journal by Keri Smith, Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs and A Brief History of Time by Stephen Hawking are the last four books on this shelf. Lovely, Dark and Deep- was bought by my mum during the weekly shop at Asda and has somehow landed on my bookshelf, she's read it- I haven't and that's that. Wreck This Journal was bought for me by a friend, Elke (Pronounced, El-Kah) for my birthday, I've started to 'wreck it' but it's apparently a rather slow process. Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children was borrowed from someone and I apparently haven't given it back. My reason for borrowing it is: I heard great reviews of it on the interweb. I did try to read it but, again- it just didn't seem to happen for some reason. Which is sad, because this particular book had a very intriguing plot line that I'd like to learn more about. (Maybe I'll get my own copy/ borrow it from the library to give it another go.) Finally, I bought A Brief History of Time whilst shopping with my dad. *Insert possibly irrelevant yet brief information (not about the history of time, hahaha!)*

A Brief Story:
My dad is a huge space enthusiast, he owns two telescopes, has multiple apps for star gazing (and whatnot) as well as forming quite the collection of space related trivia.
*Back to whatever I was saying earlier*

Where was I...Oh right "Whilst shopping with my dad." We were in the non-fiction section of Waterstones and I came across A Brief History of Time. Now, because of my dad's passion for space and astronomy related things- I am all the more interested in the ways of the world. I decided, what a better way to understand the working's of the Earth than from the beginning. Taadaah! I bought the book and (this seems to be the theme of this blog post) started to read it, then picked up something else.

Advice of the day: Never put yourself in the situation where you're reading 3+ books at once. It doesn't work. Unless it does work for you, in which case- bravo to you, fellow friend of the interweb!

That is all for now! I shall leave you with my song of the blog post: Gold by Spandau Ballet.

Gonna hit the road spotted toad-L

Wednesday, 3 September 2014

Groot (Minor Spoiler)

Guardians Of The Galaxy-MINOR SPOILER









If you've read my 'me?' page, you will know that I love Marvel films. My dad loves them and in turn, has passed his love for Marvel down to me (and my younger brother.)

A few weeks ago I went to my local cinema with some friends and watched Guardians Of The Galaxy, now this isn't a review- I just want to share with you a dancing baby Groot:




I hope that will make/has made you smile. To those who've not watched the film, it may seem a little odd, considering you just watched a video of a tree dancing to Michael Jackson but it's the simple things in life that make me happy.

That's all for now my fellow friends of the interweb.

Time to scoot funny newt- L

Shelf No.1-Part 1

Let's commence my shelf tour my bottom shelf! However, I have a few things to say before I go into detail:

There's no particular order to the way in which I organize my shelves. I have one shelf for 'classics/old books' and one shelf for non-fiction texts, (the one I'll be sharing with you in this post) which for some unknown reason, shares it's home with a few notebooks and fictional pieces of writing (Clear evidence that I lack organization skills.)

So, without further ado- here is the first (half of the first) shelf:



To the far left is a set of 9 Longman Literature Guides, given to me by my nan a few years ago and, as far as I know, are just study guides for A-level/GCSE/first year university students. In my mini collection, I have the study guide for: Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen, The Winter's Tale by William Shakespeare, The Knight's Tale by Geoffrey Chaucer, Sons and Lovers by D.H Lawrence, A Streetcar Named Desire by Tennessee Williams, The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck, Great Expectations by Charles Dickens, Hard Times by Charles Dickens and Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte. 
Propped up against the set of books is a drawing by my youngest brother or himself as a superhero, which I like to keep on display.

The next book is The Complete Human Body by Dr Alice Roberts (Although, multiple specialists from different fields came together during the writing of this book.)Given to me by my uncles at christmas, it is quite literally what it says on the cover. I find it to be quite useful when I'm doing some background reading on a certain way of the body. 

Next to that we have Fashion, published by DK (Dorling Kindersley) I picked this book up at The Works whilst in Evesham. I'm not particularly 'into' fashion but I do quite enjoy looking at the photo's (it helps me to decide if I would realistically enjoy to live in the Edwardian time or not.)

Moving swiftly on to my complete collection of Winnie the Pooh by A.A. Milne and my copy of Classic tales of Beatrix Potter.The Collection of Winnie the Pooh Stories and Poems was given to my parents by my grandparents just before I was born, as was the Classic Tales of Beatrix Potter (probably) I love both of these books, particularly because of the illustrations. The tale of Mrs Tiggy Winkle is one of my favourites (I have a thing for hedgehogs, no thanks to Martin Freeman and Tumblr.)

The next three books are: The Usborne Junior Illustrated Maths Dictonary, (embarrassingly) The Sims Medieval official game guide and Al Seckel's Incredible Visual Illusions. I bought the Maths guide quite a few years ago now in year six and have kept it merely for reference because my mathematical skills are appalling. The Sims guide is my mum's, it's on my bookcase for safe keeping and my illusions book was picked up at a charity shop and happens to be one of my favourite things to look at when bored *takes a break from writing to look through the book.*

*Back.* The final four books on this half of the shelf are: Spider-Man: Happy Birthday and Spider-Man & The Spinster Six by Stan Lee and Michael Straczynski, Grey's Anatomy by Henry Gray F.R.S, The Oxford Popular School Thesaurus and The Children's British History Encyclopedia by Nicola Barber and Andy Langley. If you read my 'Me?' page, you'll know that I enjoy Marvel film's- however, I'm totally clueless when it comes to the comics so I "borrowed" the Spider-Man book from my youngest brother. My copy of Grey's Anatomy and the History Encyclopedia were both bought for me by my nan because I'm interested in history and the possibility of becoming a Doctor!

That is it for now my fellow friends of the interweb! I shall leave you with my song of the blog post: Hooked on a feeling by Blue Swede

I'm out of here white tailed deer- L

Tuesday, 2 September 2014

Books, Books, Books.

I have a passion. An uncontrollable, soul devouring passion. A passion for the English language and it's creations. I love the way words can show emotion. How authors can take an idea and suddenly something so small becomes a new world of possibilities. People who didn't once exist suddenly become real, words that were once just sounds soon have a meaning and life is brought to that minuscule idea or dream or fantasy!

The best thing about it is it a/effects (still haven't got that one down) everyone! You speak it, you hear it, you write it, you read it. It doesn't matter where you come from it's there! The blind FEEL it! Now, to introduce to you my bookshelves:



Sadly, having moved house in January, I rid myself of many a book. However, I quite like the look of my little collection of books so thought I'd share it with you- my fellow friends of the internet. Now, I'm not going to go to far into it in this particular blog post; I am instead, going to (along side with my usual blog posts) write a post about each shelf individually! This way I can write my thoughts in more detail and you get the suspense of waiting for me to upload *insert evil laugh* 

That is it for now, I shall leave you with my song of the blog: Runaways by The Killers

Peace out rainbow trout- L

Promises and Expectations

When given a task, I will do all in my power to complete the task to the best of my ability. I like to think this goes for most people too. When people are given a job to do, especially if it's something they want to do well in; they're likely to try their hardest to accede the expectations of the people they're working with.

However, recent experience makes me wonder if people have the same drive to help others to complete a task to the best of their ability. Let me set the scene:
*
You're driving in your car on the way to an important meeting, when out of the blue you get a punctured tire and are forced to pull into the hard shoulder to replace your tire. You open the boot, and much to your dismay, there's no spare tire. Luckily, you see a friend drive by, they see you and pull in behind you.

You: I've got a punctured tire and no spare. My meeting's in two hours, there's no way I'm going to get there!
Friend: I've got a spare, I'll get it and bring it to you.
You: Okay.

Your friend goes on their merry way and you sit and wait. And you wait. And you wait. Until you decide to text your friend.

You: Are you on your way?
Friend: Yeah, sorry- I had to refuel.

You view this as a valid reason for their delay and wait. And wait. And wait. Until you decide to ring your friend again.

You: There's only an hour left until my meeting, are you sure you can get me that spare tire?
Friend: Yeah, I'm just really busy at the moment. You've got loads of time to get to you're meeting bud. It'll be fine.

Slightly angered at their nonchalance you continue to wait. And wait. And wait. With now only half an hour left until you're meeting you're left with a decision to make. 

Do you try to get your friends attention again? Try to get a ride from someone else on the busy road? Or call your boss and say you're going to be late and miss the meeting?


This situation infuriates me.


If anybody makes a promise to me, or sets out to help me- I expect them to do so to the best of their ability. If the roles were reversed I would help anybody to the best of my ability and it dissapoints me to think that some people may not treat other people the same way that they would treat themselves.

Don't you think the world would be a better place if we helped each other out to the same extent that we help ourselves?

Anyway, that is all for now. This blog posts song is: Cherokee by Europe

Too-da-loo kangaroo- L

*This situation is completely hypothetical and probably enormously inaccurate. I'm totally ignorant when it comes to cars.