A quite place

Heyo guys!
                  Do you ever have that place where you can rewind? Where you can sit down and forget your problems? Well I was inspired by Will Darbyshire's video. I know I've done a similar post like this but it's still different.

In Will's video he explains that when he's in his place he realises his problems don't really matter.

I think this has much truth. Recently my favourite teacher had to leave school due to travel reason and we all had a good cry in our drama club leaving party. After I met up with some friends and we visited my secret lake near my house. It's basically this small lake hidden behind a load of bushes and it's next to a wear-house and main road (I'll take picture and show them in a later blog post). Anyway, we laid on the bay and it was so nice. The silence was so beautiful. I laid there and realised is my teacher going to move on? Yes. Am I going to move on? Yes. Will she be sad? Yes. Will you be sad? Yes. 

Will that last forever? No.

My teacher will probably get married to her boyfriend and start a family. Have a new drama club and so many other things. But I'm happy I left an imprint on her story.

That lake doesn't have problems. That lake doesn't care. I've learnt the world moves on. We are characters in our own story. Characters leave, die, hurt us and enter them. But we always turn the pages. In other people's stories we're just a person drinking coffee in their Saturday shopping trip. A car zooming by. A love. An enemy. But we will never be the 100% man character of someone else's story. 

Don't panic about that. Be comforted by the fact that you have your own story. And that the pages will always turn. And eventually we'll reach a new chapter. No matter what.

Schooooools Out!

Heyo Guys!
                   As most of you know school is coming to a close! (Thank god) 1 half term and a week to go until we (or most of us) move up! My school's really weird though, about 3 weeks into the last term we move up a year, unless you're in year 11, then you finish exams and leave all together if you want. Because of this special occasion I'm going to do the thing British people do best! Rant!

Woah, woah, woah. This is going to be a thing where I cuss and scream about moral rights or something, it's just a rant about what my personal school is like. If you like rant and tell me about your school below. You won't believe how fun it is to just write it all down.

(PS I am very grateful for my free education, I'm glad I'm lucky enough to have one. But in most cases it's the actual school that's the problem.)

A problem that is happening right now:

So, about a year ago during the start of the 6 week holidays I dip dyed my hair electric blue. By the time I was back in school it had faded loads, now it was a metallic faint greenish which blended with my dark hair. I wore a plate just to be safe. The third day at school was our welcome back assembly.  walk through the door and instantly, my least favourite teacher (lets call her Miss. Monger) grabs me and spits 
"Stay behind at the end." I do and obviously it was because of my bright blue distracting neon hair. She said this to me and I quote. "Why do you insist on dying your hair such stupid colours?!" Like because it's my hair and it's my body?
Anyway, one of my good friends 'Mush' dyed her blonde hair blue and walked into school no problem. In fact, when I was taken out of assembly again (about a month ago) me and a couple girls were told off for wearing 'too much' makeup. I wore liquid eyeliner and that's it. Now I don't because I was close to isolation. So, mush got told off for her eyeshadow. Not her hair. Eyeshadow. Can you see why I'm upset? Not to mention the year 7 with purple hair and the year 11 with candy floss pink hair!

What do you think?

I'm going to pop off because I'm not going to bore you with 100 reasons why I hate school...

Take care!

Little Old Me, logging off my Little Old World. Xxx

ITS GONNA BE MAY.

Heyo Guys, 

                  sorry I didn't blog last week, I didn't have access to my computer so I'm doing it today instead.

So, I wanted to do a post about optimism and so on. April was shit for me personally, it was just probably a series of unfortunate events. How was your April? Tell me in the comments! This is what got me thinking about this post though.

I came home from a long day, I had been too a geek convention and my mum bought me and my sister a book to share. This book was "All I Know Now." by Carrie Hope Fletcher. Now, everyone was downstairs and I just lingered into my room and just stood there. I just observed my bed and its folds in the sheet and the quotes written in my black wall. I observed hovered carpet. And it was so small and I realised that. My  eyes were then met on my windowsill. Carrie's big yellow book sat staring at me. And I smiled. A big, warm, true smile just spread across my face. I took a step back and though about me. And I didn't think of the crude world I lived it I thought of my little world. I realised my room is my world. I realised the internet was my world. YouTube was my world. I knew I was happy with it. I was truly happy with it. 

There's this quote by Robin Williams who still is my inspiration.

"We get to choose who we let into our weird little worlds."

And I've finally found truth in that.

I mean sure, it won't help me pass my GCSEs, cure my mental state or improve my relationships with people but I've found my true happy place. I knew before the internet was my escape but I never realised how much it truly meant to me.

So, basically what I'm saying is go to your happy place and just appreciate your weird little world and just go 'this is where I am happy and no where else matters but here' because you're going to have the best fucking May in your little world because you can do anything in your happy place. Never forget that.

I'd love to see what your worlds are and I'd love to spread this message around so by all means write a post of your happy place on your own blog.

Stay strong.

Little Old Me, logging off my Little Old World. Xxx