Boys, boys, idiots and boys.

In my last post, I was debating a situation involving a lad in the year above. Remember? No? Didn’t think so.

Well… I just bit the bullet so to speak and just told him that I’d had enough. Not in those words, obviously, before you bite my head off for being mean.

The thing is… I had a day off school for the strikes on Tuesday and was hanging out with some friends for the day. He knew this. He knew because he’d asked me about four times previous to said day off. I swear the boy has the memory of a goldfish…

Getting back on track. So, I’d mentioned that I was with friends and if I didn’t reply for a while, that was why. But what did I get?

Hiya xx

Hiya xx

U ok xx

Hiya xx

U ok xx

Hiya xx

Wuu2 xx

Hiya xx

*sighs* I’m not even joking. These were half an hour-to an hour and a half apart. If I didn’t reply the first few times, did he not realise that I probably wasn’t going to reply to the next five?! I DO NOT NEED A SPAM OF ‘HIYA’s’ for crying out loud.

At the end of the day, I just felt intoxicated. It was too much; NEWS FLASH: excessive amounts of messages are not hot. Anything but.

Soooo, I just kind of wrote a long winded paragraph full of bull about having a lot of stuff going on  and needing time to myself to sort things out (that much was true), not being ready for a relationship, that he needs to reduce the texts a little, etc etc. I felt so bad, because, of course, I know what it’s like to be on the other side. Buuuuut, at the end of the day, it was infuriating.

He was insistent that we could ‘make it work’ and I just kind of sat there like… hahahahahahahaha no. I’m so nice, aren’t I!

All in all, he seemed to be okay with it, and said he’d leave me alone for a bit.

Did he?

No. No he did not.

The next day:

Hiya

Hiya

U ok?

Have you sorted things out yet?

I cannot sort my life out in a day.

So I told him this and he apologised and again, said he’s leave me be for a while,

Surely he must have done so this time?

Nope.

I think there was a gap of a day. And then came the ‘Hiya’.

I felt obliged to answer so it was small talk like always. I was shopping in town at this time so when he asked what I was up to, I said so. Now, maybe this is just me reading too far into it… But, when he said ‘If u don’t mind me asking who with’ The suffocating feeling returned. Did it really matter? Was he jealous? It just so happened that I was just with my mum and sister, but it just appeared to be very suffocating.

Next came the sob story: the ‘fallen-out-with-a-‘good-mate’-and-I-regret-ever-being-born-and-everyone-hates-me’ sob story to be precise. Oh well done, try to make me feel bad for you.

Ugh.

But I’m just so done with him.

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And so is the story of… Let’s call him A.G.3. Awkward Guy 3. Pretty apt? Yep.

Moving on to other boys… More interesting boys. *cue excessive winking*

I have decided that the guy who sits next to the twat in front of me in French… *drum roll* is hot. And not so much of a massive twat as I first thought. In fact, he’s really nice. And he talks to me. That’s a first. Plus I have his Snapchat. And he’s tall. Tall guys are just… My dream. He’s beaut. We spend French lessons taking the piss out of the idiot, now named Imbécile which is hilarious. Ahhh, French has suddenly become much more enjoyable. Let’s call said hot guy, …T.H.G.i.F – Tall Hot Guy in French. How creative.

Nom nom nom.

'Did someone say cute boys?'

‘Did someone say cute boys?’

I’m currently having an ongoing war with Skate about who’s hotter. Myself or him. Totes flirtay leik. I’m very much enjoying it.

Bon nuit mes amis.

xx

Ghost town?

Side note: If you don’t like the idea of the paranormal, don’t read this post. Or simply skip to the bottom half of the post which I have started in bold as this contains no creepy stories, just a random thought I had. Hope you enjoy.

A thought popped into my head this morning as I walked by the river in Richmond today. At first it was fleeting, but then I began to really think about it. Firstly I must say that I know this is illogical, unrealistic and totally untrue. It was just a thought that makes you think ‘what if?‘ because what’a the point of having an imagination if you cannot consider these impossible things?

So this post, as you can guess from the title, is based around the mysteries of the paranormal, you know, ghosts and things.

I don’t know whether you believe in ghosts and to be truthful, I’m not sure whether I do either. There are so many stories and tales about ghosts being around us, living around us, along side us: haunted houses, the ghosts of long-dead queens (one of which supposedly haunts Hampton Court and runs down the halls screaming as she apparently did before her execution during the rule of Henry 8th) and experiences of the general public. For example my neighbour has a friend whose daughter is friends with a girl living a road away from our house. That’s irrelevant but anyway. These two girls, teenagers, we alone in this friend’s house, watching TV when suddenly there was an incredibly loud noise, described as, I quote, ‘like a washing machine had dropped from the ceiling into the floor‘, and not even half a second later, they were physically thrown back off the sofa onto the back wall by a humongous, incredibly forceful gust of wind. They now won’t be alone on the house by themselves, they’re too scared. In addition, the people who live there have also said that you can often hear footsteps running down the stairs. Moreover, a visitor to the house saw a little girl playing in their back garden, dressed in old, traditional clothes worn in the Victorian era, but when asked who she was, the family were shocked as there was no possibility of a young girl getting into their garden… And when they turned round again, she was gone.

OKAY GUYS, if you’ve been skipping the first half, you can read from now on.

So, we’re constantly told about these things and some believe them, some don’t. But a thought occurred to me.

What if we’re the ghosts?

Yes, I know, this totally impossible and a crazy idea… But what if?

What is we were reborn as ghosts, living in a world of the dead, oblivious to the fact that we are the dead, not the living? What if the living are here right now, right next to us, blissfully unaware that we are here? Who says the after life can’t be like this one? Why shouldn’t ghosts listen to music and go to concerts and have an education and live a new life until they are old? Or what if this world, the world of the dead, is so totally different to that of the living? What if the living world is one that is far more advanced? Or maybe it is stuck in the Victorian era? (I’m not sure whether people who aren’t English will know about these different eras considering it is not relevant to other countries, and if you don’t, let’s just say it was a long time ago.) So what if we are experiencing this life in acceptance that this is how the world is because we don’t know any different? Maybe we are the ghosts that the living will experience and be afraid of and maybe the spirits we may experience are other dead, living in a parallel world? What if this world is parallel to thousands of others, each in certain generations… Maybe ghosts can die. What if this is our afterlife? What if this is Heaven or Hell? What if this is the ‘Inbetween’? Yes, I did just make that up. The reason I called it the ‘Inbetween’ was because there is so much happiness that it surely cannot be Hell however there is so much pain and suffering that it could not possibly be Heaven.

I’m not religious, so I don’t particularly believe in Heaven and Hell but I do like to think there is an afterlife. I was brought up by a Christian mother so some things kind of stuck with me. And it just made me think.
What if?
I’d love to know what you think about the paranormal and afterlifes, etc. Maybe we all died and are here in preparation for the regeneration into the world of Sexy that George and I discussed. …Only he and those who have read our extremely long comment thread will understand.

Anyway, let me know your views in the comments, I really enjoy discussing these things!

Xx

P.s. I’m writing this in the car on the way back from London so that is why ou have a random post published in an illogical order without the 30 Day Challenge or any of the others I said I’d so. I am doing to do them, I promise, but when this is published, you will probably not get another one for the night. Enjoy your day 🙂

30 Day Challenge – Day 12

Yeah, yeah, I know I didn’t publish the post I said I was going to do last night, stop complaining , I was tired, okay? And I doubt I’m going to publish it tonight either as I have to get up early tomorrow (9am, seriously, how am I going to find the strength to get up at that unearthly time?!) The bad thing is, I’m actually being serious… Yeah, so anyway, here’s Day 12.

Day 12 – things you want to say to an ex.

HAHAHAHAHA well since I don’t have an ex, I’ll just note down a few possibilities for the future ahahaha nope, you’re going to be alone forever

a) Hey, how are you? I’m sorry, okay. Please don’t be an asshole.

b) I fucking hate you, you bastard.

c) LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE

d) Your new girlfriend is a bitch.

e) See, this is what you’re missing. *sticks finger up*

f) Oh, we’re good? I’m glad. How are you?

g) Yeah um, see ya.

h) My ass is way better than hers.

i) I still love you, please come back.

j) I still love you, but you were a prick, so piss off.

k) What the actual hell are you wearing?

l) Do you like pizza? I like pizza.

m) I wrote a song about you. Explaining what a shit boyfriend you were.

n) So now I have to see you every day? Well this is going to be fun.

o) I’m worth so much more than you.

p) We can get back together, let’s try again.

q) You really shouldn’t use that language, young man.

r) I can play guitar better than you.

s) I never liked your music anyway.

t) And I don’t know why I thought you were hot.

u) I wish you all the best.

v) Fine, marry her, I don’t care.

w) You’re moving… To Australia? So um, that’s why we broke up? HOW COULD YOU LEAVE ME?!

x) I’m going to stalk your Facebook page.

y) I’m going to stalk your Twitter.

z) I’m going to stalk your Instagram.

Okay so I don’t even know what half of those were, but there you go, that’s what my mind produces at ten to eleven. I’ll try my best to write proper posts tomorrow.

xx

Overstepping the mark?

Uurrggghhhh why do boys have to be so confusing?! I mean I bet we girls are too but still.
Urgh
So you know the strictly-friends-guy who I met up with a few days ago? (Ninja, I think I called him. Renamed Deluded.)
Well quite frankly, he’s just getting irritating. Clingy, I suppose. And it’s so effing annoying.
He constantly messages me, snapchats me… And then snapchats me even more when I don’t reply.
If you don’t know what Snapchat is, though I assume a lot of you do, it’s an app where you send people pictures that last for up to 10 seconds.
So anyway, these are almost all throughout the day, every day – you see how this could get annoying? Plus, a lot of the time it’s ones captioned with things like:
a) ‘oops you caught me with my top off!’
b) *whilst wearing a t-shirt* ‘I’m sexier with my top off’
c) ‘guess what?’ ‘I’m sexy!’
d) ‘how do I look?’

Yep, those are actual examples. How am I supposed to respond to that?! Usually I ignore it or am just like ‘right.’ Or something dismissive. He’s really not attractive either. Just clearing that up.
And there’s the messaging. Skype, iMessage… FaceTime… What is this, seriously?! I’ve got to the point where I just ignore him for the majority of the time. I seldom ignore people if they message me, because I’m always happy to talk to people, I’m touched that they want to talk to me. But there’s a line. And he’s just overstepped it. I think skyping me at 2am is a bit excessive. If I make it known that I’m awake and it’s a close friend of mine or someone who I don’t talk to so much, it’d be fine okay, I don’t mind. After all, I’m occasionally awake at that time. However, I had talked to him that day. For nearly the whole day. Must have been something important? HAHAHAHAHAHA no. It was just to tell me that he’d started working out and that he was doing one handed press ups and planking while typing. I get that he wants to look impressive, and don’t we all? But I did not need to know that at 2 in the fucking morning. The next morning he said ‘I’m really starting to see the results of my exercise’ um a) after about half an hour?! I highly doubt it mate, you don’t get abs just because you did 5 press ups. b) what did he want me to say? ‘SHOW ME‘?! Obviously that’s not going to happen! And oh yeah, the next day he was like ‘I’m really keen to show someone the results. Well don’t bloody well show me! Show it to your girlfriend oh yeah, YOUR GIRLFRIEND. Why’s he telling me this?! Guys who are reading this, PLEASE GIVE ME HELP OMG. Because you know the male mind much more than I do so I don’t know, tell me your ideas on why he’s doing this please?!
At first he was fun to talk to, and I had a good time when we met up at the cinema the other day. But now it’s just repetitive and boring and I just want the conversation to end. If he suggest calling, I usually make up an excuse not to, but eventually I run out of them and I don’t want him to feel bad you know? But urgh, limpet alert!
*insert limpet joke here*
On a call, all he does is play a game on his Xbox that I’m not interested in and talk about it, tell me to watch while he kills these guys and then silently plays the game again. When he’s not doing that, he’s talking about superheroes and films I’ve never heard of and have no intention of watching. Don’t get me wrong, superheroes are awesome, Batman and Black Widow especially but seriously?! ALL THE FREAKING TIME?! It’s Ironman this, Captain America that. I don’t caaaaarrrreeee! I haven’t seen many Marvel films or other superhero films, so I don’t know what he’s talking about and he knows that but talks about it anyway. Then he’ll talk about the £600 computer he’s getting, just for gaming. How the keyboard is ‘so amazing’ because it has a wrist rest for when you’re using it a lot and it’s so worth the 80 something pounds extra. And OH MY GOD THERE’S AN ALIEN FACE ON THE SIDE THAT GLOWS DIFFERENT COLOURS HOLY SHIT! *note sarcasm* I mean, I’m sorry if I don’t understand gaming. I’m not a gamer myself, and I couldn’t care less about the keyboard. Maybe the first time. But not the tenth. And if he’s not doing that then he’s trying to play playing guitar. He’s alright, he plays tab mainly, which I’m crap at so I can’t really say anything but he’s not the most amazing player in the world, despite what he thinks. Plus, the tab he mainly does is easy shit man. I’m not dissing his playing okay, because tab is hard to do but he honestly thinks that he’s one of the most incredible guitarists around. Um no. He just likes to show off I suppose. And when you’re proud of something then you do. But the same songs are played every time: Misty Mountains from The Hobbit, the Indiana Jones theme, the James Bond theme. Yeah, they’re good songs but UURRGGHH EVERY TIME. And then he goes on to ‘Everlong’ by Foo Fighters, which is an amazing song and one of my favourites, but he just repeats the same 10 seconds of song. He constantly mentions how his teacher said ‘You’re no beginner’ when he had his first lesson a few weeks ago. WOW. THAT’S BECAUSE HE WASN’T A BEGINNER! He’d been playing for months before that so what did he expect. Bragging much?
I know this has been a massively long rant, but it’s just annoying and confusing and I dot know whether I need to say something in order to avoid hurting his girlfriend? Just what’s going on with the whole trying to impress me thing and everything? It’s just incredibly annoying, you know? What do you think I should do, I need advice here guys! And lads, is this just typical ‘boy’ or is it excessive and weird? I’d really appreciate your advice on this 🙂

Xx

P.s. I wrote this in the car on the way to visit my grandparents and I can’t be bothered to redraft it so there was today’s shitty post.

P.p.s And I’m back now so I can continue with writing shit. Yay.

30 Day Challenge – Day 6 – 10

1. Yes, I know I missed Day 6 yesterday, I ended up being at a sleepover which was a spontaneous decision so sorry not sorry , I’m catching up now.

2. I’m going away to see mes grandparents until Friday so I won’t have wifi (shock horror) so I’m going to do all those days up to then now.

3. Hey, how’re you doing.

Here we goooooo!

Day 6 – The person you like and why you like them.

Oh dear.

If you’ve been following me for a while, then you’ll probably know who this is.

Hmmm… I think it’s time for a list.

1. He’s LSFSBoaG. (For those of you who don’t know, that stands for Le Sexy F*cking Stupid Bastard of a Garcon)

2. No I can’t be bothered to do the little French flicky thing on the C.

3. He was introduced to me by a mutual friend in December.

4. It’s really stupid and pointless liking him.

5. I like him because of his mysterious personality, his ability to play guitar and the fact that he actually talks to me.

6. I don’t even know if I like him any more.

7. Not in that way anyway.

8. But we’re friends.

9. So I guess that’s better than nothing.

10. Besides, he’s moving.

Um…

*cough*

Day 7 – Your opinion on cheating on people.

No.

Just no. If you don’t want to be with someone any more, just tell them. I get that it’s hard and all and you might not want to ‘hurt’ them, but seriously dude, you’re going to hurt them more by cheating. And if you’re cheating because you can’t decide who to be with, well, as Johnny Depp once said,

If you love two people at the same time, choose the second one, because if you really loved the first one, you wouldn’t have fallen for the second.

 

So don’t be an asshole. 🙂

Day 8 – Something you’re currently worrying about.

I’m a worrying kind of a person. I wish I wasn’t but there we go.

Mmmmm… I actually can’t think of much right now, but mainly college and why EBBF has added me on snapchat… Should be interesting…

Day 9 – Your last kiss

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHHAHAAHHHAHAHAAQUACKHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA.

HAHHAHAHAHASNORTHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHCHOKINGHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAFALLSONFLOORHAHHAA.

HAHAHHAHAHAHAA- Okay that’s enough.

That’s a funny one.

I can’t answer that.

Because I haven’t actually kissed anyone.

HAHAHAHHA. Now isn’t that funny.

Day 10 – Your views on drugs and alcohol

Well. Alcohol – I think it’s fine in proportion. I don’t like how it can affect people, but it’s not something that I’m against. I’ll most likely drink in the future so yep, fine by me as long as it’s not excessive amounts.

Drugs? Nope. I get why people do certain ones, smoking weed or whatever but I wouldn’t, personally, and I wouldn’t advice anyone else to. But it’s their life and they choose what to do with it.

And there we go, that was kind of crap, but I was doing random sentences over 2 hours so my apologies.

Have an awesome week, and I will return on Friday!

xx

What is your ‘first kiss’?

So, I had a thought this evening. And it probably seems like one of the stupidest questions ever. And one of the soppiest. Sorry not sorry.

What is your ‘first kiss’?

Because, I suppose it depends on your perspective and viewpoint (and whether you’re a hopeless romantic who watches too many chic-flicks, comme moi).

Is it really, the first kiss you had, no matter who it was, when, where or why? I mean, would you class that kiss that you had at a school disco when you were 7 as your ‘first kiss’? Or perhaps one when you were drunk at a party playing Spin the Bottle?

Or is it… the first kiss that really meant something.

anime-kiss

Do you see what I’m getting at here?

Because I always thought of ‘a first kiss’ as being something that really meant something, you know? It was something that mattered. I always thought it’d be with the person you love, rather than some stranger. But on the other hand, a first kiss is, basically, the first time you kissed someone, but with added romantic stigma.

Haha, I was a really soppy kid.

And does your first kiss really matter? How significant is it to other people? And can you have multiple ‘first kisses’, for example, your first kiss with a different partner?

What are your views on this? Either vote on the poll (getting techy here) or let me know in the comments and make me feel like I’m not the only one who thinks about these things.

 

“You’ve been watching ‘Soppy Friday Night with Girlwiththesilverlocket, thank you and good night.”

xx

Things I love about summer.

Personally, I adore summer. It’s just got a ‘feel good’ vibe to it, if you get what I mean. AND IT’S WARM. (rarely in England but there we go, we’ve just had a so-called ‘heat wave’ so we should be thankful.) 😀 As with every season, summer has it bad features: the over-powering heat, the fact that we can never keep cool in the heat seeing as no one has air conditioning, so you are doomed to lie on your floor without moving for days on end… unless you spend your day in Tesco by the refrigerators. Not a bad idea, actually… There’s ice cream… …Yup… That’s my summer sorted. And then there’s the mosquitos. Argh. Annoying little things they are. Why do they even exist? *danisnotonfire voice* WHAT IS THE POINT OF THEIR EXISTAAANNNCCEEE?

But all that aside, it’s still one of my favourite seasons. And I’m going to write a list. Because lists are cool.

1. Sun – The really obvious one. But hey, it’s something that the majority of us look forward to, especially after long winters. Sun kind of just makes everything a bit better. Even if you’re stuck in school doing your most hated classes, it’s just a little better when the sun’s shining, right?

2. Warm weather – This is also really obvious and links in with the previous one. Still, it’s something we all like, come on. And we don’t get much of it here in England, so there.

3. Summer breaks and holidaaaayyys! And no school! – It’s just nice to be away for a while somewhere nice, even if, like me, you just go somewhere a few hours away (I’m trying my best to go abroad next year though… Portugal looks likely, yeeeessss) Plus it gives you a chance to stalk dem fit guys and girls.

…I am such a creeper.

4. Pimms – WHO DOES NOT LIKE PIMMS?! Probably a lot of people, stop making judgements. It’s one drink that is really summery and fruity and nice that only really appears in this season, so yep.

5. Ice cream – I know you can get this all year round, but you can’t beat ice cream when it’s actually hot.

6. Tanning – Yaaaaaaaaay, getting the ‘golden glow’. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I don’t tan.

7. Meeting up with friends – Any day, any time really. Whenever you feel like it without having to worry about homework or school the next day or whatever. Though my friends are all on holiday right now, so I am a loner. Maaaa.

8. Staying outside for ages – It doesn’t get cold or dark for ageeeees, so you can stay out until midnight. not quite

9. BBQs – Nom nom nom nom nom nom nom. FOOD. Food is good. (Hint: To you UK people, the chilli beef kebabs from a supermarket that rhymes with… Lainsbury’s are really nice.)

10. Fruit – Finally all the nice fruit is available, by that I mean stuff like strawberries and raspberries and shit. Yes, I know you can get them all year round, but in summer you get British ones and local ones and they’re nice okay.

11. Lie ins – Because you’re not at school, you can stay in bed for the entire day, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! Though I’m looking after my friend’s chickens and cat again while she’s away so this week I can’t do that. Meh. But I get paid so you know, the early (10 am) mornings are worth it.

12. Dresses and skirts and shorts and florals and all that nice shit – Yes. Summer fashion. I LUFF IT.

13. Lemonade – This just deserves a section of its own in my opinion, okay, because I like lemonade and yeah. When it’s nice and chilled and you can just sip it and stuff, like yup. Yep yep yeppedy yep. *skips down street with glass of lemonade* When I visited York last week, there were these people selling fresh lemonade, which consisted only of freshly squeezed lemons and cold water. And boy, it was good. If you ever go to York this summer, get some. Because it’s refreshing. Nom nom nom.

And so concludes my list. I want a list of things to do this summer, just really random things, so PLEASE COMMENT IDEAS BELOW I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVEEEERRR! Whatever crazy, or not-so-crazy ideas you have, please let me know, I’d really appreciate it, if you guys actually suggest stuff I’ll make a post about it and it’ll be fun and let’s all do challenges and stuff because it’s summer and we have six weeks off here (five now) so JUST DO IT. PLUZ.

Love you all.

xx

AND YES I HAVE A NEW THEME AHAHA SUMMERY.

I really need to sort out these categories.