09.6.11

School, Pottermore and a new layout

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I’ve started school again! This year is my last year, which to be honest is kinda scary. I’m really looking forward to going to university. I can’t wait to have my independence. I want to be able to make my own decisions and make my own mistakes, and if that means getting fat from all the chocolate I’m planning to eat for breakfast then so be it. But at the same time it’s very daunting, and it’s beginning to dawn on me that this is it. After this year it’ll be over, and I’ll never go to school again. So it’s kinda scary.

Also I got on Pottermore! I have literally been brewing potions all day non-stop, because, dammit, Slytherin can’t win it’s not right. I got sorted into Ravenclaw, which is what I always considered myself to be. I would be annoyed if I wasn’t because I already own a Ravenclaw scarf and it cost like $35. My wand is a phoenix feather which makes me feel like a special snowflake because apparently they are the rarest.

Lastly, I made a new layout! It’s meant to be the Doctor and Rose, I hope you can tell that! Surprisingly few headdesks and tears in making this layout, I think I must be improving my coding skills. And I’ve updated my about me page! As always, if any typos or mistakes are spotted please let me know!

That is all for now, I’m going to go find some way to avoid homework now.

07.26.11

People Watching

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When I’m bored I like to make up stories and lives for strangers I see in the street.

I’m not sure whether it falls into the categories of creepy or stalkerish, but I thought I would put that out there regardless.

Like when you see two people sitting near each other on a train, and you don’t know if they know each other or if they’re just complete strangers. But you see that they are reading similar books so you imagine that they are eloping, or engaged, or maybe they have just met for the first time and decided to swap books for a chapter because they were bored and thought the other one was cute. And then afterwards they would explain to each other what the chapter they just read was about and they’d meet up everyday on the train on the way to work and do it again. Or maybe they are actually brother and sister and the story I just made up becomes very yucky and gross.

Damn, that was kinda good (well, until I ruined it with the sibling thing). I should turn my talents to writing cheesy, romantic literature. I’d make millions.

Or today, I was waiting in the car at the petrol station waiting for my mum to finish paying for petrol (as you do in petrol stations) when I saw this old woman. And she seemed like a proper, knit-you-a-hat-and-gloves gran. So I imagined she collected samurai swords. And she was like a proper ninja in her youth and could probably still beat me in a fight.

I don’t know, it’s just something I do to pass the time.

I wonder if anyone has ever imagined a story for me.