After an hour pressing that dainty button on BlogSpot called “Next Blog”, I’ve finally come to the conclusion that BlogSpot is purely about artisans. All BlogSpot seems to have is webpage’s of people who are involved in photography, art, poems, writing, scrapbooking, and a few other things like music and there are also webpage’s dedicated to gardeners sharing their tips on plants and landscaping. This got me thinking; What else would you blog about? You could only really blog about your daily life, well, which parts that are the most interesting and pleasurable. Most of those parts would be hobbies and such.
Many people have decided to take their hobbies that bit further such as the likes of Blue Table Painting were the owner (Shaun Gately), left his job as a teacher in a primary school when his father died, and became an entrepreneur. He had in interest in miniatures such as Warhammer. The story goes, that his father on his death bed with terminal cancer, told him that he should follow his passion and dream with all his heart and strength. Shaun did just that and now he has an extremely successful business which he wakes up to at 5am, and runs out to with passion each morning.
Some of these blogs captures the very essence of passion in people. They write everyday or every week and share their moments in life, be it positive or negative. They don’t really mind if no one views their post that week or if they managed to get 30 views. With their hobbies they share on the internet, comes writing. They enjoy their hobbies, and they want other people to know their deep love for it, and to do that, they write about it.
I don’t have many other hobbies, come to think about it. I’m 17 and I don’t really have the wisdom or knowledge that I can share with other people. I’m still learning about myself and the world and what’s there to give if those people have all ready been through it. You keep learning till the day you die and even after, depending on your beliefs.
I list up all my hobbies and when thought about, they aren’t really hobbies. They are things in which I dabble in now and again and I don’t really have a profound interest in. Some days I would just look up things on it and nothing else; a day dedicated to which ever ‘hobby’ takes my fancy. Then the next day, I’ve lost all interest in it. I still to find my ‘comfort’ in life and it might be writing. I could go my whole life writing about not doing anything or still to find my little part in the world, when all the time it was writing that was my forte. However, I’m a fast paced person and I quickly get bored, or bore, so I don’t really develop well and take it to another stage such as drawing or learning guitar. I never really develop it and so whatever I do, I haven’t gained a skill. As I said, I’ve still to find my little part in the world which will hold my interest throughout life. Starting a hobby is hard and I’d rather find I have a natural talent for something and then I would stick with it. Unfortunately, I’ve never really been good at anything and doesn’t last long.
Right now, I’m not too sure what I have to give and preferably I’m a person who takes, if that doesn’t sound too selfish. I am the observer. I mainly stand back, listen or watch and look at human nature and what people are truly like. Sometimes, I stand back (in amazement), and see people not being themselves and its obvious if you’ve been observing all your life that they aren’t the ‘human’ form. These people act because they know that their true ‘form’ isn’t socially acceptable or that it was their parents that have told them that their ‘natural’ behaviour isn’t acceptable. If they were natural, they were told, they wouldn’t get very far in life and thus you must mould yourself to the’ horrible fake being’ in which you will succeed. A ‘horrible fake being’ which allows you to make many acquaintances, have a good job, and live a good life. I’m sorry, I mustn’t go on as I may be looked upon as being a bitch and talking about others, thus I will be left with no friends...
What is the standard ‘human’ form you ask? I believe it’s being yourself therefore, there is no ‘standard’. That’s ok if you prefer to act your way through life, but I doubt I will ever trust you.
Maybe I will have to find myself through my writing and once I’ve found myself I will be able to give and therefore receive much more.
My ‘writing’s’ are rather jumbled up and again I will say this, I am a very jumbled up person but if I write more about these type of things I will be able to iron them out quicker and then you’ll be able to understand me more. Writing is a bit like a catalyst then, to find out about yourself.
People go on BlogSpot, to discover themselves, or let other people discover them.
Leave everything, and continue your passion. Make it your job. I have yet to find my passion, even though I say it is many things such as writing. No one can really tell you what your passion is and you have learn and find it yourself. Develop it and love it. Wake up to it, live it and breathe it. Don’t settle for a job in which you earn £35,000 yet you hate waking up to it and loathe it. What are you going to do with that money anyway? Buy a new car and then after 3 months of it you get fed up. You only bought it for the thrill of spending and even then it makes you greedy.
I don’t want a highly paid job because I don’t want the money. Look at what money has done to society. It’s turned us all into greedy pigs causing global damage upon the environment.
I want to live on the basics. I don’t need a mobile phone with touch screen or the new issue of Heat magazine to keep me informed of overpaid blonde bimbos. A typewriter and a cup of tea is all I need... for now.
Sunday, 20 December 2009
Wednesday, 16 December 2009
Gook on Gook
Ok, I need to blog more. It’s a good start for any writer and at this stage of the year, I want to be a writer now. Why? Because I have a little crush for it. Ever since I got a diary in P5 for my birthday (many thanks to Holly Wales, I still remember), I have been writing in it. Yes, the very same book. I only really write if anything good has happened or significant which would be interesting to the reader in the future. It would be rather boring if they sat and read 3 pages on when and which way I got my hair cut, although it is interesting to know that I haven’t had my hair cut since June before holidays and I’m not intending for it to be cut anytime soon.
Ever since Alan Bennett first appeared on TV, no not the 70’s or 80’s, but two weeks ago when I first ‘met’ him while sitting on the sofa as I glanced up and down from the laptop screen and vaguely taking in what he was saying about himself, I’ve been intrigued in his writing and this strange writer he keeps referring to called Virginia Woolf. More and more I became interested in how he used the English language, style and techniques.
He’s inspired me to write and that has happened to me several times throughout my short life. Watching the Anne Frank film inspired me to write and write and then publish it. Of course you can never have a more famous diary writer her because of what she went through. However, I feel that my diaries are maybe that little bit more special; it started life with a girl of 9 and has now progressed to a young woman of 17 preparing herself for a turbulent but yet enjoyable life. It has seen the changes in morals, beliefs, and intruded on personal goings on between peers, parents and relationships. It is that little bit more special. Though, I’m not the only one to be writing a diary during those years as many people do find writing a sort of comfort and friend during that period of hardship. Many diaries, once the person has finished their life, couldn’t be bothered, or simply has given up on writing due to more important appointments, is simply discarded and thrown out, forgotten about, or locked away never to be read again. Only very few diaries would be published and even then they have to pass the scrupulous eye of the editor or publisher and may get turned down. My diary is no more special than anyone else’s, but I would think it to be a little more interesting than an adults.
Anne Frank’s diaries are the best known in the world and have inspired many people to take on diary writing but to no avail has anyone beaten her. To have your diary to be become a best seller, it has to be different, exciting, interesting, generally make everyone feel like they relate to you and allow them to go through the same emotions you had while writing it. You can’t make you life exciting, interesting, or different if it really isn’t like that. But if it naturally is like that and you still have time to write it all down, well you could be onto a winner. In fact, just thinking about it, a writer must choose his words wisely as even then, you could write all this exciting things down and yet not create that excitement within the reader due to using non-descriptive or the ‘right’ words.
I’m repeating myself and not really thinking this over. As you can tell it’s just thoughts being written down. Please note this.
Once I met Alan Bennett, he always seems to be saying what I write. Strange but anyway who cares. His style of writing, or talking for that matter, is slow and I don’t mean he talks slow and strings out his words for more than it is needed. It’s wordy but necessary to be able to understand it and also make it funny. His ‘jokes’ are well planned and to be able to understand them, you must listen. His plays are also award winning and when talking about his life when his was younger, I can almost relate to him which is useful, including talking about his shyness.
Unfortunately, many of today’s generation have a lack of concentration to even sit down for 10 minutes to listen, read or write for that matter. They don’t have blogs, or very very few do. Instead they have Bebo and Facebook in which it’s like “collect 500 ‘unknown’ friends and get a WKD gift voucher”, i.e. it’s a game and a goal to collect as many people as you can; people who can track you down, hack your account, get your IP address and the track your home address using that...I’ve scared myself now.
People need to slow down a bit more, read a book or two, listen and gain knowledge from their elders and then set out on life with the knowledge they have gained so that they do not make stupid mistakes. Many ‘elders’, infact I bet you all of them, have gone through ‘it’ (insert whatever dilemma you like) and can tell you before your own has happened, how to avoid it and make it less painful so you can then enjoy life that little bit better. Most people when they reach the middle age mark always say they wish they could have done or not done this or that and to really make each day count.
I choose to write because it lets me know of my past and thus let me shape my future. A little piece of my history, in ink or pencil on paper, and that makes me feel good and gives me a sort of rush to know that my children and future generations will read it and hopefully cherish it. It allows them to know my weaknesses and mistakes and hopefully allows them to make less mistakes and to enjoy their life even more than myself. I want them to know that ‘Grandma’, or ‘Omi’ as I would rather like to be referred to when I hit that age, went through it herself at 14.
I should be writing an essay on enzymes right about now. Meh
I have a passion for writing and was instructed to continue writing creatively. I will write creatively, when I have the time and that I get more into writing, but for now I’ll stick to diary keeping and once I’ve found that a little bit too easy, I will then go ahead and write creatively and for more of a challenge.
I’ve also considered journalism because I like writing and I like history. So it would be a good chance to be included in a little bit of local history; if they ever quote a local piece of work such as an article for a source, my name would be on the bottom of it and hopefully spelt right and I’ll make sure they do.
I have a tremendous interest in history and to be quoted in a future source of some sort, such as one of my diary entries on a topic in a history exam, would be rather pleasing as I’ve seen some personal accounts so far in A-level history.
Wish I could write this much so fast for school essays.
What to do, What to do?
I’m currently heading to be a pathologist. Well, actually I’m not because I have a long way to go before I ever get there and as I do, I always change my mind. Writing is a hard job, but I’d get so much pleasure and satisfaction from it and I suppose whatever job I love and feel good about, I should aim for it. Tough decision. Money or pleasure? Secure or not so secure? I rather take the pleasure but I’m not too keen on being unsecure, sure that’s what husbands are for, bread winners and someone to fall back on when it doesn’t quite work out. You’re going say that’s sexist now, but I’m not trying to be.
So, sacrifice some time to writing than a-levels and then completely change my opinion on writing and it doesn’t work out and then I don’t have good enough a-levels for the ‘original’ career? (whatever that career was)Or turn to writing, work hard at a passion, love it, wallow in it, succeed and become a best seller at something you love. Sounds good but still not as stable because everyone looks at qualifications instead and bases the person on that if I do sacrifice my studies. Hmm, I’ll have to think about this one. One can take writing courses. One doesn’t need a great salary to live and it’s better live on minimal rather than indulging in luxuries, being greedy, and then ending up in debt. Start small, keep small and then you won’t have far to fall. Easy peasy.
Anyway, I’ll stop now before going on about something else and getting lost and unable to climb back. Just a few thoughts for the day or week, I guess.
Could do a 30 day challenge soon? What you think?
New Years revolution should be...
Do what you enjoy and not what makes you miserable. You only live once so make use of it. Live each day like it’s your last, and progress in writing more.
...Nothing hard or anything.
Ever since Alan Bennett first appeared on TV, no not the 70’s or 80’s, but two weeks ago when I first ‘met’ him while sitting on the sofa as I glanced up and down from the laptop screen and vaguely taking in what he was saying about himself, I’ve been intrigued in his writing and this strange writer he keeps referring to called Virginia Woolf. More and more I became interested in how he used the English language, style and techniques.
He’s inspired me to write and that has happened to me several times throughout my short life. Watching the Anne Frank film inspired me to write and write and then publish it. Of course you can never have a more famous diary writer her because of what she went through. However, I feel that my diaries are maybe that little bit more special; it started life with a girl of 9 and has now progressed to a young woman of 17 preparing herself for a turbulent but yet enjoyable life. It has seen the changes in morals, beliefs, and intruded on personal goings on between peers, parents and relationships. It is that little bit more special. Though, I’m not the only one to be writing a diary during those years as many people do find writing a sort of comfort and friend during that period of hardship. Many diaries, once the person has finished their life, couldn’t be bothered, or simply has given up on writing due to more important appointments, is simply discarded and thrown out, forgotten about, or locked away never to be read again. Only very few diaries would be published and even then they have to pass the scrupulous eye of the editor or publisher and may get turned down. My diary is no more special than anyone else’s, but I would think it to be a little more interesting than an adults.
Anne Frank’s diaries are the best known in the world and have inspired many people to take on diary writing but to no avail has anyone beaten her. To have your diary to be become a best seller, it has to be different, exciting, interesting, generally make everyone feel like they relate to you and allow them to go through the same emotions you had while writing it. You can’t make you life exciting, interesting, or different if it really isn’t like that. But if it naturally is like that and you still have time to write it all down, well you could be onto a winner. In fact, just thinking about it, a writer must choose his words wisely as even then, you could write all this exciting things down and yet not create that excitement within the reader due to using non-descriptive or the ‘right’ words.
I’m repeating myself and not really thinking this over. As you can tell it’s just thoughts being written down. Please note this.
Once I met Alan Bennett, he always seems to be saying what I write. Strange but anyway who cares. His style of writing, or talking for that matter, is slow and I don’t mean he talks slow and strings out his words for more than it is needed. It’s wordy but necessary to be able to understand it and also make it funny. His ‘jokes’ are well planned and to be able to understand them, you must listen. His plays are also award winning and when talking about his life when his was younger, I can almost relate to him which is useful, including talking about his shyness.
Unfortunately, many of today’s generation have a lack of concentration to even sit down for 10 minutes to listen, read or write for that matter. They don’t have blogs, or very very few do. Instead they have Bebo and Facebook in which it’s like “collect 500 ‘unknown’ friends and get a WKD gift voucher”, i.e. it’s a game and a goal to collect as many people as you can; people who can track you down, hack your account, get your IP address and the track your home address using that...I’ve scared myself now.
People need to slow down a bit more, read a book or two, listen and gain knowledge from their elders and then set out on life with the knowledge they have gained so that they do not make stupid mistakes. Many ‘elders’, infact I bet you all of them, have gone through ‘it’ (insert whatever dilemma you like) and can tell you before your own has happened, how to avoid it and make it less painful so you can then enjoy life that little bit better. Most people when they reach the middle age mark always say they wish they could have done or not done this or that and to really make each day count.
I choose to write because it lets me know of my past and thus let me shape my future. A little piece of my history, in ink or pencil on paper, and that makes me feel good and gives me a sort of rush to know that my children and future generations will read it and hopefully cherish it. It allows them to know my weaknesses and mistakes and hopefully allows them to make less mistakes and to enjoy their life even more than myself. I want them to know that ‘Grandma’, or ‘Omi’ as I would rather like to be referred to when I hit that age, went through it herself at 14.
I should be writing an essay on enzymes right about now. Meh
I have a passion for writing and was instructed to continue writing creatively. I will write creatively, when I have the time and that I get more into writing, but for now I’ll stick to diary keeping and once I’ve found that a little bit too easy, I will then go ahead and write creatively and for more of a challenge.
I’ve also considered journalism because I like writing and I like history. So it would be a good chance to be included in a little bit of local history; if they ever quote a local piece of work such as an article for a source, my name would be on the bottom of it and hopefully spelt right and I’ll make sure they do.
I have a tremendous interest in history and to be quoted in a future source of some sort, such as one of my diary entries on a topic in a history exam, would be rather pleasing as I’ve seen some personal accounts so far in A-level history.
Wish I could write this much so fast for school essays.
What to do, What to do?
I’m currently heading to be a pathologist. Well, actually I’m not because I have a long way to go before I ever get there and as I do, I always change my mind. Writing is a hard job, but I’d get so much pleasure and satisfaction from it and I suppose whatever job I love and feel good about, I should aim for it. Tough decision. Money or pleasure? Secure or not so secure? I rather take the pleasure but I’m not too keen on being unsecure, sure that’s what husbands are for, bread winners and someone to fall back on when it doesn’t quite work out. You’re going say that’s sexist now, but I’m not trying to be.
So, sacrifice some time to writing than a-levels and then completely change my opinion on writing and it doesn’t work out and then I don’t have good enough a-levels for the ‘original’ career? (whatever that career was)Or turn to writing, work hard at a passion, love it, wallow in it, succeed and become a best seller at something you love. Sounds good but still not as stable because everyone looks at qualifications instead and bases the person on that if I do sacrifice my studies. Hmm, I’ll have to think about this one. One can take writing courses. One doesn’t need a great salary to live and it’s better live on minimal rather than indulging in luxuries, being greedy, and then ending up in debt. Start small, keep small and then you won’t have far to fall. Easy peasy.
Anyway, I’ll stop now before going on about something else and getting lost and unable to climb back. Just a few thoughts for the day or week, I guess.
Could do a 30 day challenge soon? What you think?
New Years revolution should be...
Do what you enjoy and not what makes you miserable. You only live once so make use of it. Live each day like it’s your last, and progress in writing more.
...Nothing hard or anything.
Monday, 7 December 2009
Meaning of Life?
During the past few months or weeks, I’ve been sitting here and really pondering and why I’m always chopping and changing on what I’m heading for in life. It’s been 17 years (and a bit) since I was born and I’ve still not discovered the ‘meaning of life’.
Many people, time and time again, have been trying to answer the question or decipher the meaning. Truth be told, and probably people already know this, but we all have our own meanings or make them. Born for a reason. Lived for a reason. Died for a reason. One thing leads to another and even up until the day you die, we all still wonder, “What the hell was that all about?” due to being distracted from the ‘structure’ that’s been forced on us.
Is it better to be just a few elements and compounds rather than an organism that thinks for its self? Torments itself with questions, reasons and meanings?
People go through school and college. They know exactly what they want to do when they are older or after education. They work hard. They give up the hobbies they enjoy and love. They work and make notes over and over again on the previous notes taken in classes. They read them over and over again and memorize it. They then sit the exam. They get their results. They’re excellent results. Best in their class or school. They go out to work. Or take a degree on their career choice. 2 months working or studying....”This isn’t what I thought it would be...”. Ends up that what you thought it would be was just inside your head. You didn’t research it enough or even took the time to read about it. Didn’t talk to people or ask questions.
In fact you did read about it and talked to people but you didn’t understand yourself. You didn’t understand what interests you have. What you like or dislike. Whether you are scientific or artistic. You went by the rules which teachers fed into you and the authoritarian ways has dissolved the last of the curiosity that you had in your childhood.
Pressures of growing up fast. Celebrities, TV shows, soaps, drama, drinking, mobile phones and technology. Rush, rush, rush, to get things done and never ‘time’ to actually stay still and watch the people around you, create, preserve, change, or find personal interests. Education has taken that out and instead poured in more exams. They even structure art subjects. Is that even ‘legal’?
Government says you must do this and that to be successful. You must learn hard about that subject and take exams in order to make a good decent living.
You don’t like the subject you are studying and its grinding you down. You do bits of it and then forget about it. You procrastinate over it and put it off every day and then wait until the last minute to do it and make a who-ha and ends up being rubbish.
Why bother doing it when in that time you could be learning something that excites you, makes you curious, and interests you and it’s something you’re good at.
I find that if I’m not pushed into learning about something and that I get information shoved down my throat on it or it’s a topic I’m not interested in, I don’t learn it any better. If I take my time learning something and get it right the first time and find that there is an actual interesting bit off the side of it, I will take the time to research it and investigate it.
However, I bet people or the government would argue that everyone needs structure in education and without it, no one would learn and rather go out and drink with the benefits money they got.
How about reverse psychology? “Ok you don’t have to go to school and you can while away the hours on Facebook and Bebo but you won’t learn anything other than someone is going out with someone or someone’s been dumped. Plus you won’t get any benefits.” After a while those people would actually turn to education because it’s a human instinct to learn. If it wasn’t an instinct, we wouldn’t have the wheel or even TV.
But let’s not have an education system that shoves the information down our throats. Let’s have a system where it gets our curiosity going and not jail us up for 6 hours. Allows us to not form a career based on facts given to us but a career that we can discover ourselves through hobbies or our own interests and give our life a meaning instead of consistently drifting from career to career searching.
BTEC? Na, that doesn’t count.
Never flaming happy? Yeah, that’s me alright!
Confused person? Yeah, me again.
“I suppose it is because nearly all children go to school nowadays, and have things arranged for them, that they seem so forlornly unable to produce their own ideas.” - Agatha Christie
Many people, time and time again, have been trying to answer the question or decipher the meaning. Truth be told, and probably people already know this, but we all have our own meanings or make them. Born for a reason. Lived for a reason. Died for a reason. One thing leads to another and even up until the day you die, we all still wonder, “What the hell was that all about?” due to being distracted from the ‘structure’ that’s been forced on us.
Is it better to be just a few elements and compounds rather than an organism that thinks for its self? Torments itself with questions, reasons and meanings?
People go through school and college. They know exactly what they want to do when they are older or after education. They work hard. They give up the hobbies they enjoy and love. They work and make notes over and over again on the previous notes taken in classes. They read them over and over again and memorize it. They then sit the exam. They get their results. They’re excellent results. Best in their class or school. They go out to work. Or take a degree on their career choice. 2 months working or studying....”This isn’t what I thought it would be...”. Ends up that what you thought it would be was just inside your head. You didn’t research it enough or even took the time to read about it. Didn’t talk to people or ask questions.
In fact you did read about it and talked to people but you didn’t understand yourself. You didn’t understand what interests you have. What you like or dislike. Whether you are scientific or artistic. You went by the rules which teachers fed into you and the authoritarian ways has dissolved the last of the curiosity that you had in your childhood.
Pressures of growing up fast. Celebrities, TV shows, soaps, drama, drinking, mobile phones and technology. Rush, rush, rush, to get things done and never ‘time’ to actually stay still and watch the people around you, create, preserve, change, or find personal interests. Education has taken that out and instead poured in more exams. They even structure art subjects. Is that even ‘legal’?
Government says you must do this and that to be successful. You must learn hard about that subject and take exams in order to make a good decent living.
You don’t like the subject you are studying and its grinding you down. You do bits of it and then forget about it. You procrastinate over it and put it off every day and then wait until the last minute to do it and make a who-ha and ends up being rubbish.
Why bother doing it when in that time you could be learning something that excites you, makes you curious, and interests you and it’s something you’re good at.
I find that if I’m not pushed into learning about something and that I get information shoved down my throat on it or it’s a topic I’m not interested in, I don’t learn it any better. If I take my time learning something and get it right the first time and find that there is an actual interesting bit off the side of it, I will take the time to research it and investigate it.
However, I bet people or the government would argue that everyone needs structure in education and without it, no one would learn and rather go out and drink with the benefits money they got.
How about reverse psychology? “Ok you don’t have to go to school and you can while away the hours on Facebook and Bebo but you won’t learn anything other than someone is going out with someone or someone’s been dumped. Plus you won’t get any benefits.” After a while those people would actually turn to education because it’s a human instinct to learn. If it wasn’t an instinct, we wouldn’t have the wheel or even TV.
But let’s not have an education system that shoves the information down our throats. Let’s have a system where it gets our curiosity going and not jail us up for 6 hours. Allows us to not form a career based on facts given to us but a career that we can discover ourselves through hobbies or our own interests and give our life a meaning instead of consistently drifting from career to career searching.
BTEC? Na, that doesn’t count.
Never flaming happy? Yeah, that’s me alright!
Confused person? Yeah, me again.
“I suppose it is because nearly all children go to school nowadays, and have things arranged for them, that they seem so forlornly unable to produce their own ideas.” - Agatha Christie
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