long time no prattle!

Well hallo there!
This is but a short apology for my absence, although seeing as  my followers are still limited I do wonder how much my input was missed... Either way I am back now full of verve and ready to go! I have been very busy going on holiday and to festivals so expect some rather picture-y posts in which I make your blood boil with envy at what a grand time i had (only joking).

A toute suite!

cameras and strange names

Well howdy :)

It was my birthday yesterday (woop woop) so as a special treat to myself I dyed my hair pink, and it's acdtually gone relatively successfully!  My friends also came round and showered my with love and attention for which i am eternally grateful, thanks guys! Also i featured in my beautiful chum ronans fashion blog which was quite flattering >.< Gosh looking back it's been an eventful few days and it's only wednesday!

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I've decided that i really need to get me some batteries and start taking photos (albeit rubbish ones) on my (equally rubbishing and featuring a broken zoom) camera. But it;s sstill a camera right? that way i can bring some colour and excitement to my blogs, in my quest to secure more followers  :)  There are moments in life when you just wish your eyes could take pictures, like today whilst strolling down the road i saww a truck ith 'Eat more pies' written across the front; very amusing in my book.
Also i was flicking through a fabulous book called 'Potty, Fartwell, and Knob' which lists some really hilarious names from past census and registers :') so i took some of the best and compiled a little story for your reading (all the italics are names) :
Ivor Hardon asked Willy Mcbum to Pat Mycock's party where Jane Fuxlonger got Emma Royds a drink. 'Gladys Friday,' said Isla White , pointing to her....Something something something
okay it's not a very thrilling story, but THEY ARE ALL REAL :')
I clearly have too much spare time...

Only a little post today hope you enjoyed it :) heres another cyanide and happiness to fill you up till the next time :)

 

cheerio :) x

Did you know....?

howdy all!
i'm writing this at a very akward angle seeing as the compter desk type thing is on it's last legs and is resting precariously on a deodorant can to stop it crashing sideways into the wall. Yes, yes i don't know why my family haven't joined the modern age and simply invested in one or two ligtweight and very portable laptops so we wouldn't have to bother with this monstrosity in my brother's room but hey ho.
Know, aparently i've got quite a good capacity for learning and storing and remembering in my brains and so on,  but unfortunately,i never put it to good use. instead my mrain is clogged with  rubbish that i can't ever use, like for example:
Did you know those little lights you see when you close your eyes are called phosphenes?
And if the average male never shaved his beard it'd be around 13 feet long.
There was a woman born in hackney in 1901 called constant pain.
Now, amusing and entertain aas these may be, i have no real use for things like this, apart from using them to appear well-read or intelligent by sprinkling them into conversation as and when i see fit.
Also, when i could be concentrating on learning something useful and worthwhile, my imagination instead goes into over-drive, but sadly, i can't share some of the splendour which is unfolding in my minds eye. Again for example if i see anything remotely anthropomorphic i get so excitedi could wet myself. first time i saw this -->
i went totally mad and suddenly there were dancing tree'sand there was hip-hopping and body popping and a made parade, and everyone wasy hugging and i was a tree, oh if you could have been there...
But is it wrong of me to not put my brain to better use? Or is it accepttable to use it for my own amusement?
 i'm sure some people want to jugulate me because of all the supposed potential i'm wasting. But hey it's mine to waste!
Anyway i'm pondering on that, what say you?
till the next time
:) x

a blog about blogging

hallo :)

i'm so thoroughly bored and i've decided to do something productive with my time( although not as productive as revising), so here's a little tidbit about the difficulties i have faced when sitting down at the computer and readying my fingers to type out another masterpiece  :P

So yes,  i was thinking about whati should write a blog on, and trying to come up with a topic i feel strongly about,  and i was quite concerned when i coudlnt actually think of any. But i quashed my fears, thinking that maybe i just  couldn't think of anything i could write about in great detail. Then I toyed with the idea about writing a somewhat lighthearted and amusing blog about a [ast experience or something i'd seen which had provoked some deep thought or lesson learnt, but to no avail. At this point i was even more worried because i was left thinking that maybe my life is just incredibly boring, and i've stayed in the house for so long, that i've almost completed my metamorphosis into a hermit. :s so yes yo could see my dilemma, i'd come down with something which is commonly known  as writer's block, what was i to do? Then it hit me like a ton of proverbial bricks :D i could write a blog about not being able to write a blog! It might sound silly but like my good chum Albert Einstien said, "if at first the idea is not absurd, then there is no hope for it."  And wow he was so right, because it might seem to you that i've wasted your time, but i'm now teeming with ideas about things i could write about, so i think i'll make me a list! :D

Fanks and pip pip 
:) x
 

John, the deaf polish artist

Salut
how's it hanging. yeah something quite nice happened so i thought i would postpone that one to tell you all about it :)
So I started writing a totally different blog, when the doorbell rang, so i upped and flew down the stairs lest it be someone beautiful soul  come to ease my boredom. It wasn't . When i did open the door the man stood there offered me a small laminated card which said his name was John from Poland, and he was deaf and selling drawings to pay for an operation in Poland. Now presuming that he is being honest and that he is deaf, and/or using the money for an operation, it think it's a lot better that he's trying to put his talent to good use and not just sitting on street corners begging. It's like he's working to get what he needs, and not giving up or being lazy, so i hope he manages to raise enough for whatever he needs.
so yeah times like this i rather like people :')
anyway au revoir
:) x

bonjourno!
I thought i'd share a couple of titbits with you this fine morning :) The sun has been shining like the golden sky penny it is, and i'm on my second day of not being at school, and 'study leave' has so far fulfilled my expectations in that, i wake up at the same time i would for school, get out of my bed two hours later, roll around this house in a giant shirt eating and facebooking and doing everything but studying! How exciting for me :)
Also thought i'd share this accomplishment with you: i can now play two whole songs on the guitar, these songs being Dickhead by Kate Nash, and I'm Yours by Jason Miraz. now yes they're pretty elemantary but i've got to start somewhere. i'd quite like to tackle Golden Touch by Razorlight, but it does sound to difficult to even contemplate so i'll maybe get a bit better before attempting that one.
now before i leave i shall draw your attentions back to my to do list in my firstish blog: http://idislikemyname.blogspot.com/2011/05/heyyy.html
i did do some revision but i shan't cross that off because they're is still so much i have to do,
i did squeeze monies from my unsupecting parents, and i have been practising my rollerblading, admittedly with limited success. But hey ho i'm getting there
Farewell reader!
:) x

Good day,  good sir!
during my incredibly long and dull literature exam ( which i'm quite convinced i have failed in an outstanding way) I was left with many a spare minute to ponder on existence and life and lifestyle and so on, which left me with some pretty interesting if a little miserable findingouts(?) so sorry if i make you sad or whatever i'll put something cheery at the end :D

Because to me life doesn't seem all that worth it, all the boredom and upset and anger and misery what we have to endure waiting for fleeting moments of joy or happiness, especially for someone as relatively apathetic as me, seeing as i spend most of my time wandering round in a lethargic kind of lull waiting for someone else to perk me up. And people make such a fuss about it, as if the've forgotten the obvious: we're all going the same way, the way it ends is going to be prettymuch the same for everyone, and it's coming for everyone.

Then i started wondering about all those happy times, and how happy they make me and then i started feeling bad because i'm too hedonistic, so basically that things which like feel nice or pleasant or have a pleasant outcome to me must be intrinsically good. Obviously this means i  do things which feel good without regard to the consequences for others or for my self and it takes a great deal self control to try and remember not everyone is like me, and at any rate i dont want their happiness to be at cost to mine, because that would make me a shameless hussy x)

it also means i don't really care about the consequences that some things might have for me.
i think really, i'm just being sailly and i should post a more enjoyable blog about cats and stuop taking myself too seriously. after all like i said, we're all going the same way.

and now to cheer you up, here's an amusing comic strip courtesy of cyanide and happiness

 ciao :) x