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My Week = Made.

Oh.

My.

Gawd.

As the title states, my week has just been made.

In fact, my month has probably just been made.

My friend just texted me, casually asking me if I’m free on Thursday evening.

I said, equally casually, that I am.

Then she dropped the bombshell:

SHE HAS A SPARE TICKET TO SEE AN ADVANCE SCREENING OF THE FAULT IN OUR STARS!

AND SHE ASKED ME TO GO WITH HER!

I CAN’T

I JUST CAN’T

OH

MY

LORD

I AM A PUDDLE.

For all of you who have read the book and are even slight fans of it will understand my excitement.

(As a marker, I fell off my chair when I read the text. A hard thing to do, seeing as I was sat in an armchair)

It isn’t out in England officially until next Thursday.

But I am literally bouncing around with happiness right now.

GAH.

To get everyone in le moooooood (for foooooooood!)  for this extravaganza, here’s my favourite song from the soundtrack:

PEACE OUT, Y’ALL! XX

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(Attempted) Life Assertion

Sup, ma bloglings.

Upon ruminating (hurrah for big words!) on life in an existential manner today, I came to the conclusion that I am taking the wrong approach.

Instead of waiting for it to come around and smack me upside the head with a brick named Destiny, I should go out and grab life by the metaphorical horns.

But the thing is, I wouldn’t know where to start.

(That’s a question, isn’t it? O universe, great void, thou almighty entity, O supreme existence, where art thou horns?)

Okay, you’re probably looking like:

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I would be too if I was on the receiving end of my ramblings.

It makes sense when it’s in my head.

Sometimes it’s even funny.

(promise)

But anyhow, I’ve decided to be proactive about things from now on, regardless of whether I’ve located the universe’s horns or not (what am I waffling on about seriously I need to shut UP.)

Meaning I need to promise myself I will not hermitify myself over the summer holidays and do nothing but read/watch films all day.

I shall… (oh my god what am I saying…)

Have a social life.

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Source: memegenerator.net

I KNOW.

but I will MAKE time.

Urgh.

I have a feeling this is going to be hard to do.

I do love curling up in an armchair and watching V for Vendetta on loop while consuming unhealthy amounts of hot chocolate and peanut butter sandwiches.

But NEVERTHELESS.

I shall march on.

Like a marchy thing.

YES.

OKAY.

YEAH.

LET’S DO THIS

*HEADBUTTS WALL IN MASCULINE FASHION*

HUUUHHHHGGGGGGGHHHHHHH.

Eddard-Stark-Internet-Meme

IZAEZEL OUT.

(I mean, come on. Sean Bean in an umbrella hat? Nothing is better than that.)

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Blasts from the (nineties/early-noughties) past

I’ve been trawling through my music library this afternoon, and I’ve stumbled across a shedload of songs that I used to love that I haven’t given a thought to in years (man, that was a long sentence). I am actually semi-mortified that I used to genuinely like some of these, but hey, I have no pride/shame left anyway.

Plus, it made me feel like an old pensioner knowing these songs are so old.

So, anyhow, I’d thought I’d share them with you. Hope you enjoy!

Voilà!

  • Over My Head — The Fray (2005)
    Who doesn’t love this song?! Anyone remember How To Save A Life? Man, I have missed this.
  • Milkshake — Kelis (2003)
    Anyone who says this doesn’t make them want to dance with degrees of questionable legality is lying. End.
  • Sk8ter Boi — Avril Lavigne (2002)
    Okay, I officially feel ancient. Twelve years old?!  I am done.
  • Club Foot — Kasabian (2004)
    TEN YEARS?! WHAT THE SHMUCK.
  • I See You Baby — Groove Armada (1999)
    As my friend Olivia would say, this sh*t’s FUNKAAAY.
  • Overload — Sugababes (2001)
    Any one of you lovelies who regularly read my ramblings will know that I actually still like this song, and was dancing around my living room to it the other day. Just after I published that post, my brother walked in while I was mid-way through an enthusiastically-danced Sprinkler move. Well, at least I consistently embarrass myself. It’s not like it’s unprecedented or anything.
  • The Power — Snap! (1990)
    No explanation needed.
  • Seven Nation Army — The White Stripes (2003)
    Eleven whole years. Eleven. What. How. Why. Damn.
  • U Can’t Touch This — MC Hammer (1990)
    I’m not bragging or anything, but I can do the dance that’s in the video. Just saying. I’m most probably the coolest person in the room right now. Yep. We have a badass over here.
  • Canned Heat — Jamiroquai (1999)
    I can’t not dance whenever I hear this, even in public places. Actually, especially in public places. (Sidenote: one of the many great contradictions of the universe is that it is not socially acceptable to dance in public, yet they play catchy music. WHY.)
  • Just The Way I’m Feeling — Feeder (2002)
    A song I absolutely adore, enough said.
  • Hey Ya! — Outkast (2003)
    My favourite part of PE lessons last year? They’d play this over speaker when we were doing circuit training. I swear, I have never been so motivated to do bench presses in my life.
  • Don’t Stop Movin’ — S Club 7 (2001)
    Couldn’t be cheesier if you slathered it in cheddar and called it Marguerite, but that’s half the point.

 

I hope you’ve enjoyed this little dose of nostaglia as much as I have.

Later, Padawans! XX

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Ah, teen dilemmas.

If you have not already surmised this from my other posts, I do not like being a teenager.

“These are the best years of your life!” they said.
“Being a teenager is great!” they said.

hahahano

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All it is is a combination of raging hormones and conflicting information that result in stupidly insignificant things being blown up to seem like the flipping apocalypse.

I am facing some terribly petty teenage dilemmas at the moment, too.

For instance, I have recently been elected as a senior prefect at my sixth form (hell knows why, I shun authority like it’s the black plague) and we have a residential weekend at an activities centre coming up in a few weeks. We’ll be camping out, doing high ropes, archery, raft building and so on.

Sounds great, right?

Weeeell, it would be if I was close friends with any other person going.

Sure, I talk to the vast majority of them, and I’m friends with them, but not familiar enough that I would like to share a tent with them.

Hurrah.

Awkward situation guaranteed.

What’s more, I have a doctor’s appointment next week for something and I’m still not sure whether I should go, because if this turns out to be something, then it’ll go on my medical record and I won’t be able to pass a medical exam for anything for the rest of my life.

Again, hurrah.

I realise I’m complaining about miniscule, insignificant trivialities right now. And I apologise.

Let’s lighten the mood, shall we?

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Oh, Scrubs. Sigh.

INSTEAD, let’s think of reasons to be happy. (I feel like I’m in therapy right now… LET’S ALL HOLD HANDS AND SING SONGS ABOUT RAINBOWS AND UNICORNS)

…what?

Anyway.

Happy reason #1:
I have time off school at the moment, and am currently spending my days reading, watching films and drinking tea without feeling as if I’m neglecting schoolwork. Heaven.

Happy reason #2:
The Fault In Our Stars is out soon in England.
No words can express my excitement. I mean, just look at it.

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Source: hypable.com

Happy reason #3
I’ve actually managed to finish a post for once (you would not believe the state of my drafts folder, sweet mother of jasmine is it full of rubbish.)

But anywhoo, I hope this hasn’t depressed you too much.

And I hope I haven’t wasted too much of your time.

That owl makes me laugh though.

Ahem.

Anyway.

So long, amigos.

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