Why Hello there.
It's New Years Eve which means tomorrow will be 2012. Most people have everything planned, their night of boozing, those New Years resolutions they are never going to do, what they are going to change etc
Well I don't plan on changing anything about me, I mean, yes I have my flaws and imperfections but that's what makes me, ME. I know there are things I could do with changing, but not on New Years, that's the time of failed plans. Not successful ones. The only one I've actually ever adhered to was when I was little I vowed to stop biting my nails and it worked.
In 2012, my New Year's resolution will be; Have fun! Don't panic! Work hard, well not too hard.
Simple.
Happy New Year!! Bring on 2012!
Saturday 31 December 2011
Thursday 29 December 2011
Mi amigos, the difference a year makes.
Well hello there.
I said I'd write again and here am I. A friend's recent blog got me thinking, thinking about all that has happened this year and wow! Such a lot has happened. To think in this year, I've sat some of the most crucial exams in my life, passed them with flying colours, started the second most important examination process and had to deal with a hectic social life on top of that. The latter being my friends. This year I've made some new friends, lost some old ones and held on to some of the most important.
Since starting sixth form, I've noticed how those who I used to think would be there till my dying days are slowly disappearing. Those who meant everything have barely any contact with me now. I know that nothing is forever but when you go through such a tumultuous childhood with only those who know the true you, it's easy to see why you should want them in the next stage of your life. It's difficult though, to let those which we hold dear, go. It's difficult to grow up knowing that you will never share your experiences with them.
But we all got to let go eventually. I still get upset when I see my old friends and not be able to hold a conversation like I once used to. We have different experiences and it's hard to find common ground. Half my group came to sixth form with me, the other half went to college, we vowed we would see each other regularly but alas that hasn't happened. As I knew it would.
I still love them very much but I have made new friends and as time goes on, the only bond we will share together will be that of our memories. Surviving high school and our exams will be our only common link. In the future, some may move away, some might become parents or have a highly successful career, leaving no time for a reunion. This doesn't bother me, it's life after all. It's just the letting go in the first place that hurts.
I said I'd write again and here am I. A friend's recent blog got me thinking, thinking about all that has happened this year and wow! Such a lot has happened. To think in this year, I've sat some of the most crucial exams in my life, passed them with flying colours, started the second most important examination process and had to deal with a hectic social life on top of that. The latter being my friends. This year I've made some new friends, lost some old ones and held on to some of the most important.
Since starting sixth form, I've noticed how those who I used to think would be there till my dying days are slowly disappearing. Those who meant everything have barely any contact with me now. I know that nothing is forever but when you go through such a tumultuous childhood with only those who know the true you, it's easy to see why you should want them in the next stage of your life. It's difficult though, to let those which we hold dear, go. It's difficult to grow up knowing that you will never share your experiences with them.
But we all got to let go eventually. I still get upset when I see my old friends and not be able to hold a conversation like I once used to. We have different experiences and it's hard to find common ground. Half my group came to sixth form with me, the other half went to college, we vowed we would see each other regularly but alas that hasn't happened. As I knew it would.
For lack of a better name
Hello there.
I thought I would share with you why I've started blogging. Basically I wanted to blog but I couldn't think of anything to write about.
Reason numero uno:
I started because a friend of mine facebooked a link to her blog and I liked it so much that I wanted to have a piece of the action.
Numero dos:
I was interested to see how many people would actually read my blog.
Numero tres:
As an english language student, I wanted to try another style of writing out.
So there's a little insight into why I started blogging. Will probably write another later, if I can think of anything to write about of course, to make up for yesterday.
Tuesday 27 December 2011
Merhaba
Hello there.
As you can probably tell from the title of this post, I'm a linguist. Not a very good one albeit but one all the same. I love learning languages, it's always helpful when going on holiday as it allows you to communicate with every local you meet. Not in a conversational way but a simple hello just makes their day. I first started learning French, it was an alright language, but as it was a school subject, I didn't want to take it much further to do examinations on it. Then I started learning Latin and Spanish. Latin is a dead language so not much speaking is required but I found it really helped me progress in my other languages. Spanish on the other hand does, I carried this on to GCSE but struggled with the speaking element. Both these languages fascinated me and whilst I haven't carried them on, I do enjoy revisiting them seeing how much I remember. At the current moment, I'm learning Turkish. Whilst I don't think I'll ever be fluent, I have a few turkish friends and when I go on holiday to Turkey, I do like feeling slightly superior to other people who don't even know the basic hello.
Learning languages for me is fun and exciting. It opens so many new paths and makes you so many new friends. I love doing it, wherever I go in the world, I do try make sure that I know the basic hello.
Anyways, Adios, Au revoir, Gorusuruz, for now.
As you can probably tell from the title of this post, I'm a linguist. Not a very good one albeit but one all the same. I love learning languages, it's always helpful when going on holiday as it allows you to communicate with every local you meet. Not in a conversational way but a simple hello just makes their day. I first started learning French, it was an alright language, but as it was a school subject, I didn't want to take it much further to do examinations on it. Then I started learning Latin and Spanish. Latin is a dead language so not much speaking is required but I found it really helped me progress in my other languages. Spanish on the other hand does, I carried this on to GCSE but struggled with the speaking element. Both these languages fascinated me and whilst I haven't carried them on, I do enjoy revisiting them seeing how much I remember. At the current moment, I'm learning Turkish. Whilst I don't think I'll ever be fluent, I have a few turkish friends and when I go on holiday to Turkey, I do like feeling slightly superior to other people who don't even know the basic hello.
Learning languages for me is fun and exciting. It opens so many new paths and makes you so many new friends. I love doing it, wherever I go in the world, I do try make sure that I know the basic hello.
Anyways, Adios, Au revoir, Gorusuruz, for now.
Monday 26 December 2011
The morning after the night before.
Well hello there.
Finally Christmas is over. Not for everyone of course, there are people who have large extended families which means that Christmas is spread over 2 days. But for me, it's finished. After staying up till about 1 in the morning watching all the fabulous christmas telly and drinking a bit too much, I finally surfaced this morning at about 11. I needed the lie in, because I doubt I will get much of one anymore. What with work calling me in all the time, or it certainly feels like that, and revision for exams seemingly mounting, I need all the time I can get. As i say, I shouldn't really be writing this but revising the differences between Osmosis, Diffusion and Active Transport. Then I shall be off to work, to clean the mess made by the overenthusiastic shoppers in the Sales. Christmas is finally over and now everyone can return to normal mode. Well at least for another 364 days.
Finally Christmas is over. Not for everyone of course, there are people who have large extended families which means that Christmas is spread over 2 days. But for me, it's finished. After staying up till about 1 in the morning watching all the fabulous christmas telly and drinking a bit too much, I finally surfaced this morning at about 11. I needed the lie in, because I doubt I will get much of one anymore. What with work calling me in all the time, or it certainly feels like that, and revision for exams seemingly mounting, I need all the time I can get. As i say, I shouldn't really be writing this but revising the differences between Osmosis, Diffusion and Active Transport. Then I shall be off to work, to clean the mess made by the overenthusiastic shoppers in the Sales. Christmas is finally over and now everyone can return to normal mode. Well at least for another 364 days.
Saturday 24 December 2011
Forgot to mention one little thing!
The line in the song, Santa baby, "Forgot to mention one little thing..."
The most obvious thing ever, MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!
Eat,drink and be merry! Not too merry, if you're driving of course :D
It's the thought that counts
The main priority on my mind on Christmas Eve is usually, I hope I get everything I asked for. But not this year. Normally I'm buzzing and so excited, wishing that Christmas day would just hurry up and get here. Yet, I'm not this year, this year, Christmas hasn't arrived. Yes, there are odd times when I'm like..Christmas is tomorrow but as you grow up I find that excitement dies,slowly. What I am looking forward to tomorrow is not MY opening of presents but when my mum opens hers. Finally having a job means that whilst I have had No time to look for things, to find that perfect gift for her, it means that I can afford to buy her that little something extra. I do normally go with the usual perfume or bubble bath but I do love finding that little zing, that one thing which I know when she opens it, will make her smile. At the end of the day, if she doesn't like what I've brought her, I don't mind. Likewise with me. Its the thought that counts and all I could ever want; especially at Christmas is to have her there with me. Sounds simple and corny, but I like to think that it's true.
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