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INDECISIVE. CREATIVE. CURIOUS.

"I'd give up shopping but I'm not quitter"
"Live. Love. Life"
"Dance as if no one is watching, Sing as if no one is listening, live every day as if it were your last"
"One life, Live it."
"Replace fear of the unknown with curiosity"
"Smile, its the best thing you can do"
"Wanting to be someone else is a waste of the person you are"
"I believe in pink. I believe laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing; kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles."
"Fashion comes and goes, style is eternal"
"In order to be irreplaceable, one must be different"
"Listen to the lies and you'll soon learn to trust no one"
"dont tell me the skys the limit when theres footprints on the moon"
"someone, somewhere out there is some who loves you for exactly the kind of person you are, complete with all the floors and failings"
"sometimes tears can express feelings easier than words"

Sunday, 26 September 2010

"just get to the point.."

Truth is, I'm not to sure where I'm actually going with this?
I have so so so many thoughts that run through my head, i thought writing this blog would be as easy as writing a diary?
For me, I really don't think it is?! I plan, or at least try to write here everyday, and everything that i have been thinking about throughout the day flies out of my head as soon as my wriggling fingers touch the key board.
Most likely that not many people read this thing, its more of a little keepsake for me to blab on to.
I've been ever so careful not to ever write anything specifically aimed at anyone, i don't want to be made out to be a 'bully'.
I guess this blog title is quite a lovely little quote 'the futures brighter when hearts are lighter'
It makes so much sense to me! writing on here lets my thought (well, those that I remember when writing this) flow out and make much more sense when I re-read them!
anyway, yeah, I don't know where I'm going with this?

LOVE XX

Thursday, 23 September 2010

Give me a break!? PLEASE!

Wow. have I been asleep for the past two weeks or something?!
where the hell did all this homework and course work come from?!
Its a JOKE. Art coursework seemed a bit of a doddle until three hours into school when I was told that Johnson expected five, yes five, pages of work done by Wednesday! yeah, good luck with that one!
French: pahh! you expect me  to write three minutes worth of writing about 'my life' for tomorrow. That should be fun! I could practically  talk for England and the pressure of actually having to think of anything to write about my life is stupid! The 'speaking in French' part sounds interesting enough for me...


The only thing keeping me going at this moment in time is BIRTHDAY BASH tomorrow night!
Niiceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

LOVE XX

Tuesday, 21 September 2010

These days are moving fast ahead...

One and a half years and I've finished school. Oh my how it has gone fast!
It doesnt seem like two minuites ago that i was back in year seven!
However saying that, im glad to not be back in year seven. Youngest, clueless and smallest. Walking down the corridors i think, 'surely i wasnt that small...' Either they are getting smaller and smaller each year or I've grown way way way more than i thought i had!

Well how time flies when your having fun... *cough cough*

LOVE! xx

Monday, 20 September 2010

BOOM.

Wow my moods change fast!
Quite literally within the space of at least 20 minutes or so my mood will decide to change, and NO i don't approve of it. My head is not on the right side for me today! So so dosey! This week is going to be a tres slooooowwww one!

School work just really isn't appealing to me. I don't have that much and I'd rather it stayed that way! Art is practically a death sentence! nothing good has yet come out of it! I'd rather it just skipped a couple of months and my art 'skill' was 'brilliant' and i could just get on with it. I don't have the patience for this preparation.

Sometimes I wish I was five again, when choosing which coloured pencil to use was the hardest thing ever.