Mind wanderings...

Holaaa

Firstly, I haven't posted in a while, sorry, I went to Florida for two weeks... In that stupid hurricane :/
Anyways, I just started my 2nd A-level year and realised in less than a year I go to uni *dances*
I intend on moving to London, leave my family and live my own life. I'm kinda scared, I'm moving from Cardiff which is a fairly huge step, but I have the opportunity and I want to take it And on a major plus side I'll be able to go to more gigs, seriously Cardiff sucks gig wise. I have a tendancy to love fairly unknown bands and their the ones that only play major towns and Cardiff doesn't really count as a major city :/ Even though Doctor who, Torchwood, Sarah Jane adventures aaaaand Tracy Beaker are filmed here mkaing my shopping and walk to school fairly difficult.
Anyway enough rambling I thought I'd write about some things about Florida

1. They have a shop called 'Dillards' which I found pretty amusing.
2. When you ask for a tea they bring you iced tea, if you want normal tea you have to ask for hot tea.
3. There was a MASSIVE hotel called 'GAYLORD PALMS' which is pretty hysterical. I don't mean any offence to any gays.
4. When they hear British people speak they are sooo happy and think its the best thing ever.
5. They put Scrubs on TV obsessively, not that I'm complaining, Scrubs is amazing

That pretty much concludes my holiday, which sounds pretty tragic :/ But i did have a reeeeallly good time

And thats the sratchings of an idiot (:
Adios

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So the summer holidays start and the only thing I do is go out with friends wandering around the town, everyone irritated at the fact that none of us have money and we would get a job but all the uni people came home for summer and got all the jobs. I ignore the fact that I have half a DT project to do by the end of summer because the end of summer seems like a million miles away.
It's funny how fast time can go really.
Then like two weeks ago my dad announces that we're going on holiday for the last two weeks of summer. That suddenly rang alarm bells in my head and I realised I had to weeks to do the project. Not cool.
Anyways, I started it and after a week I had done what I thought was a fair amount. It all goes downhill from there...
I spent about a week stressing about AS results. I know their not as important as A levels but their the results I have to apply to uni with and so I was a bit about them.
Anyway my point of this thrilling tale is that time goes way too fast when you don't want it to.

On a ligher note, it's less than a month till the Boosh Book comes out Looking at the previews it's going to be funny. I love Bollo's bit

i decided I'd show a few of my poems now rather than later, I'll probably forget otherwise *rolls eyes*

I wrote some of these when i was going through a tough time so they may seem a little odd.

Confrontation

Well I guess it goes like this;
You go from a worrying low to a scary high,
But it’s really hard to notice
‘cos you keep it all inside

You say you feel like a vase;
A never changing, mundane façade
Yet inside your hollow and empty
Telling not one person of your feelings
Why is the truth so hard?

A past so painfully trapped in your memory
The haunting more chilling than the supernatural
Whilst people turn to God
You turn to no one, the big bang theory wont help now

Another new day, the same routine
Is this the ultimate problem?
Your one lifeline, your best friend
The one you’d trust with all your life
The one you’d happily take a bullet for
Lost in the blur of other cities
An amazing world hundreds of miles away

Well I guess it goes like this
You need to explain and express
You need to know and understand
Because you know, nothing good will come of this

Innocence

A shiver down your spine
Another childhood flashback
You thought you were ok
Yet here you are
Scared. Untrusting, Alone.

You said ‘A past so painfully trapped in your memory’
But is it really trapped?
Or do you keep bringing it back?
I suppose its both

You’d think the night would bring the peace
But it doesn’t
The nights are the worst
You brain enters its deepest, darkest recesses
And it plays like a film
A man you trusted, your childhood innocence
And the horror occurs

Of course, it’s taboo to talk about
And it sounds like a lie, a story
A childhood so overshadowed
You forget who you were
You forget who you are

Just Close

I look into your eyes
Their so happy and full of life
And I know one thing
Your honest.

I love to be around you
You make me feel so beautiful
Both inside and outside
I never want it to end

We greet with a joking head nod
And you hug me so tight
And kiss my head
I feel so safe.

I’d call it love
Or a crush at least
But when you tell me you love me
I freeze and can’t return the phrase

I can see it hurts you
You tell me it does too
I guess we’re just close
Shame there’s nothing more.

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Heyyy...

Basically I decided to start a blog as apparantly they help people let everything out so i'm trying it (:

Here's some probably not very interesting info about me
I'm a 17 year old girl and live in Wales (Moving to london in 1 year for uni )Oh and providing I get accepted, i got my AS results to day and I'm not too happy with them, but its all done now so it's silly to wish i had tried harder I guess

I love music and drawing and general stuff like that. I write poems quite a lot so I shall be putting some up on here. At the moment i'm writing this film. I don't think many people would like it and i might not even show people cos i'm quite crappy at showing people my work >< It's a romantic drama kinda film so if anyones interested/ has questions about it feel free to tell me, I dont bite (:

That's all for now... I'll probably be back later