Remind Me

I was thinking earlier about the probability of language. I think that'd make an interesting post when I have more time.

Confident

I've been told to approach my French speaking exam with a confident, positive mental attitude, and so I am. Unfortunately I don't know what I'm supposed to, and I'm.fully aware that there is very little chance of it going well, so really I'm just confident that it's going to go badly.

It's Been a While Since I've Blogged

... But I think you know the reason why. It's a mix of personal reasons and exams, but it's the personal reasons I'm worried about.

Well, not really worried about, just... A little cautious of. I'm aware that I'm going to be unbearably happy for a while, and I'm going to end up talking about this for a long while. But just bear in mind, when I'm rambling on, I've been waiting for this for a year and a half, and all through that time, I've been listening to other people being unbearably happy in that area, although sometimes not quite as happy, but you get what I mean. I guess what I'm saying is that you shouldn't let me obsess over this if it bothers you, even in the slightest. If you even feel irritated or annoyed by me, I'll tone it down. I'll probably need to anyway.

Erm

That is definitely not the way I intended things to go... But I'm sort of glad it's over with. But still... Reply please?

RE: Littleradge - Glasses

This is my response to Littleradge's video, I Broke My Glasses.

In his video he talks about how people who wear glasses have been stereotyped as nerds, and how because of that, some people wear glasses without a prescription in them because apparently, being a nerd is the 'in' thing. Now don't get me wrong, I love my glasses and I love being nerdy, but really I don't think glasses and nerdiness are particularly related.
There are so many different opinions on wearing fake glasses flying around in the comments that I'm not even going to attempt to justify any of them. I'm going to stick to my own self analysis for now, and maybe build on other people later.
I wear glasses. I have done for three years now, and I still have mixed opinions on them. On one hand, they help me see. I can barely see my hand in front of my face without them, and without them I generally feel like I'm half naked, but sometimes I do like to take them off. This is partly because I've been told by my optician that if I rely too much on my glasses my eyes will gradually get weaker, which is already happening, and has happened a lot over the past three years. But then sometimes I just don't feel like wearing them, soI take them off for a while. This is really impractical in lessons, but when I'm walking around without them I start to feel really self conscious, so really I just don't wear them very much at home, unless I'm watching TV or something where I really do need to be able to see or I'll get a headache.
It's nice to have a change sometimes, though. When I first got glasses, I had two pairs with different arms but similar frames. I liked the ability to choose which ones I wanted to wear, becuase as a person who occasionally has the mind of a small child, I enjoy variety. Now I have one pair of glasses which were really shockingly expensive, and a pair of prescription sunglasses which are actually a prescription behind what I need, but the last time when I needed the prescription changed on my glasses, I needed something to walk around town in while they changed the lenses so I wouldn't accidentally stand on a small child or something. Since then I still haven't taken my sunglasses to get the lenses changed, but I probably will with my next prescription.
My aviators offer a nice substitute should I ever get bored of my regular glasses, but they're only really useful outside, otherwise I do look ridiculous. I have a pair of 3D glasses with the lenses popped out, and I can't really see myself when I wear them, but from what I can see, I don't suit them. I don't really think many people suit 3D glasses frames, because they just look stupid. If you don't need glasses, why would you want to announce to the world that you're visually impared on some level? You're not really even doing that, you just look ridiculous. They are not jewelery for the face, and they shouldn't be just an accessory. As a person who needs them to see, I just don't like the fact that people wear them because they think it makes them look nerdy. Nerds would not wear those glasses to look nerdy, because it kind of defeats the point.
I'm getting a little tired of needing my glasses. As soon as Specsavers let's me I'll try contacts, just for a change, and then at 18 I'll have laser eye surgery. The idea of the surgery really creeps me out, and I really do not want the procedure, but I'd like to be able to see. I know that if I did have it done, I'd miss my glasses, and so really that's the only time I think it's okay to have fake glasses. Michael Buckley wears his old glasses with clear or no lenses because that's his image, but he's had LASIK eye surgery and can see perfectly. I think that's what I would do - keep a pair of glasses with clear lenses, but even that seems a little sad to me, because it's not as if I'm a YouTuber or even minorly popular. If I got rid of my glasses, I don't think anyone would mind, and if I tried wearing fake ones, it seems pointless to me, even though I might miss them.
I'm clearly still undecided on this. I'll get back to you.

I have the Time but Not the Interest

I have bigger fish to fry at the minute, to be honest. Sorry.

My School Years: Nursery

My first memory of nursery was before I'd even started, and two of the teachers came to my house and asked me if I wanted to go to nursery. I have no memory of speaking to them, as I'm sure it won't surprise you to know I was a very shy child. At this point I must have been like 3 or 4, and from that meeting all I remember is sitting on one of the teachers laps and being scared of the other.
There were three nursery teachers at that time. Mrs Bunce, who was lovely on all accounts, Mrs Pashley who scared me a little but still I'm fairly sure she was nice, and Mrs Fox, whose name I think I've spelt wrong, and I remember most for stealing our chips in later years. I think my teacher was Mrs Pashley, at least she was for one of two years, but I'm fairly sure there was a switch at some point, and if there was, I think my other teacher was Mrs Bunce. I don't remember ever being taught by Mrs Fox, she was just always there.
I'm fairly sure I was in the afternoon class, which lasted from like 11 to 3, but I don't think we ever had nap time which apparently other schools did. I know we had a huge room, or partition of the room, which had really high ceilings and had a really soft carpet and was filled with cushions and beanbags, but I don't ever remember going in there. We might have gone in for circle time or story time once or twice, but mainly it was just thus thing that everybody wanted to go in, but it must have just been for the morning class, which I really don't think was fair.
I could probably map out the nursery classroom from memory right now. The sand and water boxes, the map mats with the toy cars, the duplo bricks (I was always brilliant at duplo), the special role play area, the kitchen which always smelt like biscuits or buns, and every day a few children would be picked to bake, and I don't remember ever being picked. I'm sure I was but I don't remember. I don't think the teachers actually liked me, because I was so quiet I doubt they ever noticed me. The outside area was magnificent. Through all my years in that school, I always wanted to go back to that playground. Nursery was where I made my first friend, who remained my best friend until year 7, and I remember me and her sitting under trees and then racing to the race track and grabbing trikes and ride on cars. In our second year of Nursery, the school bought us a working traffic light which worked by switches on the back, so the teachers didn't like operating it all the time, although I think it was Mrs Fox who always used to work it for us. She was also the one who patched me up, too. I was a very clumsy child, just as I'm a very clumsy teen, and I must have fallen over so many times in that playground, and she must have given me hundreds of plasters over the years. I was terrible for it. If any of the teachers liked me, I think it was her.
I'm running out of time here, so I'm just going to say, I loved nursery. It was one of the best school years of my life, and I have my reasons for sharing that with you.

Temporary Post: That's What You Think.

You say these things, but I see no reason.
The freckle on your nose? I've never noticed it. Or what you said about your eyebrows and nails, despite how close we've grown over the past five years.
I'm jealous of your eyes. The colour is incredible and you've got a knack for eye makeup I know I'll never achieve.
Beached whale? Are you kidding me? You see yourself through a funhouse mirror compared to what everybody else sees. Stop degrading yourself.
Your hair is amazing, effortlessly brilliant. I have to work at mine for hours if I want it to look halfway decent. Luck you, you suit wavy and straight.
Those skinny jeans you bought look amazing on you, and don't let anybody tell you otherwise. Would I have let you out in public in them if they didn't? No. Would I have let you buy them in the first place? Definitely not.
If you want to get motivated, I will motivate you. Just ask.
And sticking your fingers down your throat doesn't make you thin, it makes you ill. In the more ways than one, and if I hear of you ever doing that again I'll stick my finger in your eye.
Your scars are part of who you are, like Remus', and if someone doesn't accept you for who you are then they're a pile of shit, thinking shit, talking shit. Flush them away. Obviously I'd prefer you not to have them at all because I hate it when you're hurting enough to do that, and I hope you see that there are always other ways to get through things, but no matter what you do, I'm always here for a hug and support.
Everybody has self esteem issues. EVERYBODY. Nobody is good at talking to people they really like, because it's just not human nature to be good at that. Either way, I'm sorry for pressuring you to talk to Batman Boy.
I'm always there to talk. You know that.
I've never known you not stick up for your friends. I can't count the amount of times you've stuck up for all of us, and you know the group, we're a team, we do that for one another. You and Elli took the litter picking when all of us were too cowardice to own up, which I'm not proud of.
It's not surprising that you're still stuck on him, really. Anybody else would be. Hell I'm stuck on a guy who doesn't even like me. At least you were in a relationship.
Don't you dare ever attempt to rake pills or cut too deep or whatever other method you might think of. Maybe you don't realise how much you mean. I've told you this before and I don't want to.say it again or I'll cry so I'll simplify it. I love you dude. You're my partner in crime, my duetist, of that's a word. My fellow obsessee. In the words of Amy Farrah Fowler, you're my bestie. I'd be lost without you maan, and even if we do eventually drift apart, you're still too awesome to leave the world.
You're not worthless dude. You're a good person. Bin Laden was worthless. Hitler was worthless. Man whose name I can't spell so I'll call Madam Insane was worthless. You're not. You have talents. You have skills, you have awesomeness, you have friends, you have a personality.
Never forget who you are.

Oh.

Damn. I had a brilliant blog planned. I feel like I've been letting myself down lately.

New Chapter, No Apreciation

I put up a new fanfiction chapter yesterday afternoon. Usually I get a review within a few hours, but I've still got nothing. Not one review. It's slightly downhearting.

I Suck At Schedules

I can't even keep to this blogging every day thing. And I've just realised that half the holiday is gone and I haven't started a single piece of homework or revision.

Shit.

Emergency blog

Boo

No Time.

Writing.

THE BEST COFFEE EVER. ...c'mon, surely it can't be that-- EVER.

I just made the best coffee ever. If this wasn't probably really really bad for me, this would be how I would always insist to have coffee made for me. I did it almost completely by accident too. I mean, it wasn't a complete accident - I was purposely experimenting with coffee (ie. to what extremes I can stand it, as I have been for a while), but this wasn't supposed to be a "how awesome would this be" kind of experiment, it was more of a "I wonder what would happen if..." kind of experiment. Obviously I wasn't expecting all of the doors in the house to suddenly fall off their hinges or anything, although that would be pretty cool, if it wasn't so weird and expensively repaired.


Okay, so here's what happened: 

• While the kettle was boiling, I was putting coffee into my cup, as you do. I put the regular one in, and then as a little experiment, I put an extra two in. 
• Of course I realised this would be pretty bitter, and although I like it strong, I also like it kinda sweet, so I put three sugars in too for good measure.
• The kettle seemed to be a way off boiling, and I didn't have my phone on me or anything to fiddle with, but it occurred to me that my dad says that coffee tastes better if you put the milk in first. I don't know how true that is, and I plan on experimenting with that factor sometime soon, but I thought I'd give it a go. I put a little but of milk in to start with and stirred, so what I ended up with was a weird sort of brown, lumpy gloop. I know it doesn't sound attractive, it didn't really look it either, but there was still that little bit of me that thought "try it," so I did. I got my little teaspoon (incorrectly named, I suppose, since I mainly use them for coffee, but whatever. I also use them for yoghurt, but nobody calls them yoghurt spoons), I got a little bit on the tip, and I ate it. It wasn't the best, I wouldn't go out of my way to eat it, and the first thing that hit me was how really really bitter it was, but I could still taste the sugar and the milk in such a way that I guess it tasted a bit like a coffee milkshake, which I do like. I'd give it three stars, because the after-taste was rather pleasant. 
• I added quite a bit more milk, just to go for symmetry, really - really strong, really sweet, really milky. 
• Waaaaaaaaaaaateeeeerrrrrrrrrr... and stir. It took rather a lot of stirring to get rid of the floaty coffee pieces, and even then there were still a few, but they add to the flavour and I quite like them to be honest, I always have done. And then, I tasted. 

The Verdict: 

I really like this! It's strong, it's sweet, and it was instantly at the right temperature, which I owe to the milk. There's a lot of flavour in there, and the sweetness and the bitterness seem to have found the perfect balance, so it's just... amazing. maybe next time I'd have a little less sugar, and we're going to run out of coffee and milk pretty fast if I keep going at that rate, so I'm gonna have to cut those down too, but I really loved this coffee. It's the best I've had in a while. But coffee is the one thing I can have in pretty  much any form. You give it me without milk or sugar and I'll drink it without complaint. I'm really not fussed. In fact I should probably start taking it without sugar as standard. Ah well. 

I FINALLY DID IT!

No, no no. Not that 'it'. I blogged! Well, I video blogged. I vlogged!

The quality is terrible and I hate the sound of my own voice because it really does sound awful, but I'll learn.

"Fear" by S. Alexander

Fear is the basis of cowardice and cowardice is the opposite to courage, but fear is not the opposite to courage. In many cases, fear is even the basis of courage, and so it is an extraordinary thing.

Holy Musical B@man!

I.
Cannot.
WAIT!

Basically everything about this sure to be fantastic StarKid production is a top secret. They made everyone who went to the live show sign a contract saying that they wouldn't post anything about the show online. Everything, from the casting to the plot is 100% confidential. The best friends of the cast didn't even know that the show existed until they were in rehearsals! The whole thing has been kept a complete secret until a few months ago, and since then, the anticipation has been growing by the second. The live show is done with now, but still nobody knows when the show will be uploaded to YouTube. I wish there was some form of notification system that would let me know the second the first part is uploaded, because this is the first StarKid production I've known about from the start, and I'm dead set on being one of the first ones to see it!

The show should be uploaded to YouTube sometime this month, but the exact date is unknown. Hopefully when it gets closer to the time there'll be some form of count down.

I think Batman is probably going to be played by Dylan Saunders, and he's definitely muscular enough to pull it off, but knowing StarKid, I wouldn't be surprised if it was Lauren Lopez. Robin is probably Brian Holden, and I can totally imagine him in a Robin costume. I've been tipped off that Jim Povolo is probably the Penguin and I'm going to take her word for that. I'm not entirely sure who Harlequin is but at a guess I'd say it's probably Lauren Lopez if my guess at her being B@man is wrong, and Joe Walker is most likely to be playing the Joker, which I can really imagine and look forward to. Apparently Nick Lang has a lot more stage time in B@man, but basically the above list covers the extent of characters I know of, so after that, I can't even make guesses.

Until then, may we all live in anticipation and impatience. Au revoir.