[Yes, I'm Serious;xo]

Okay..
I have absolutely no shame in telling you that I have officially jumped on the Hannah Montana bandwagon. As someone who has mocked the High School Musical fans and Miley Cyrus wannabes for months, I can now see the error of my ways.
When I first saw the trailer for Hannah Montana The Movie, I admit that I was tempted to actually watch the film (but secretly, in the dark privacy of my own room), but when my boyfriend asked me what I wanted to see at the cinema last week, I couldn't contain myself any longer, and admitted what should never have been uttered aloud! But was I really so desperate to see this movie that I would do so in public?
Luckily, my boyfriend's sister and niece passed the cinema, as we were outside considering our options. And then my desperation caused my to commit a terrible crime..I kidnapped my boyfriend's five year old niece, all in the pursuit of Hannah Montana, (surely it's acceptable to watch a children's movie, if you're actually with a child)!
And do you know what? It was so worth it! So who cares? Hannah Montana is my guilty pleasure film..I love Miley and yes, I know the dance to Hoedown Showdown! And don't judge me until you can prove that you sat through the whole film without smiling! Go on..I dare you!
Peace;xo

P.S: By kidnap I mean borrowed with her mother's permission (:

[Parklife;xo]

Why is it that as soon as the sun comes out, couples see it as an invitation to enjoy nauseating displays of public affection, much to the dismay of passers-by? Today at the park, there was not one couple, but TWO couples practically seconds from ripping each others clothes off! I mean this action wasn't exactly PG you know? I mean, get a room guys! What would your parents say?
Also, I couldn't help but laugh at the three posh, private school boys playing football in their shirts and ties. Me and my boyfriend were making up a sports-like commentary of their game, and how scandalous it was that not only had 'Winston' removed his shoes, but he was also wearing odd socks!'Miles' and 'Geoffrey' must have been utterly disgusted by their friend's common behaviour! What a poor reflection on the upper class!
Who knew the local park was such a good spot for people-watching (a cruel sport I know but so amusing!), and with the sun shining, the flesh comes out, making the game even funner! Surely I'm not the only one that finds the sight of a middle-aged man flashing his milky-white chicken legs in khaki shorts hilarious? (And don't even get me started on the socks and sandals combo!)
Comment with your park stories!
Ciao;xo

P.S: I saw a woodpecker for the first time ever today!Is it too blonde of me to admit I didn't know they really existed? (:
P.P.S: For the record I am actually a brunette, and mean no offence by the above blonde comment!

[Another's Treasure;xo]

It feels good to have finally re-discovered the magic of thrift, vintage and second-hand! In a time that is so economically depressing, it's great to know that there are still hidden treasures buried in carboots and charity shops. After all, one person's trash is another's treasure! I myself, love rummaging through stranger's old crap! On my latest expedition to the local carboot sale, I aquired a vintage silver cuff, an old leather handbag and an old edition of Jane Austen's 'Emma', all totalling less than a fiver! What more could you want?So remember, if you don't want it, then someone else might! If you're holding onto that 80's catsuit hoping you will SOMEDAY be able to get it past your thighs again, then give up the fight and make yourself some dosh at the carboot! Or if you've still got those Christmas presents you hated, but never got round to return them, then do the decent thing and head down to the charity shop!What the world needs right now is for everyone to help each other out a bit!
Peace;xo

[Hello Stranger;xo]

Finally my internet deprivation has come to an end!After weeks without access, I can finally return to web-land! Oh how I've missed it so. =]So, the other day, me and my friend were sat chatting near the river, when a middle-aged man on a bike cycled over and struck up conversation. The three of us were talking for almost an hour. I was amazed at the ease of conversation I found with this stranger. On leaving, he declared us 'a credit to the city and our generation'. It's nice to know that not everyone has the same stereotypes of people my age. Nowadays, most people would be intimidated and afraid to approach teenagers. All I have to do is walk past an elderly lady and she is clutching her purse, assuming I'm planning on mugging her! It's a shame that no one in the world today can trust each other.But they say you learn something new everyday, and that day I learnt not to be afraid to talk to strangers, and I hope that the man on the bike learnt that we're not all the same, despite the bad reputation ASBOs and teen crime has given us!
Peace;xo

[Me & My Evil Twin;xo]

I know that as a gemini, it's to be expected that you're erratic and unpredictable. 'It's a typical trait'.'It comes with the territory'.But my moods are even giving me whiplash!Remember that poem:'There was a little girl that had a little curl right in the middle of her forehead.When she was good, she was very, very good, but when she was bad, she was horrid'?Well my mum has always said that that poem was about me! Living with me is like living with two people, two polar opposites, me and my evil twin.And I know it's part of my personality, but I wish I could find some peaceful middle-ground in all this. Some balance. I was born at a time that meant I would lead two lives!Gemini's hold a kind of mystic power I think.And although it must be hard for other people keeping up with me, I guess it's exciting!I just feel sorry for them is all.And sometimes wish there was a more mellow part of me,Just for everyone else's sake. (:

[New Addition;xo]

Just a few quick thoughts.Today, my mum brought home a beautiful journal for me. Usually I'm one of those impatient people that writes for writing's sake just for the pleasure of using a new book. But this time I'm going to be patient! I have decided that a good purpose for this new addition to my huge box of half-full notebooks, would be as a travel journal. I've never had one of these before, because I've never really been anywhere exciting enough to write about.But if you have been following my blogs, you will know that I am very eager to travel the world (Read my post 'Jack-In-The-Box'). In fact I hope to stay in Scotland for atleast a fortnight this Summer, so maybe that is when words will first grace my new journal's pages. By next Summer, I would like to be driving, and spend the Summer driving round Europe in a 60s camper van (:Having the constant reminder of a completely blank journal in the back of my mind (such things just aren't heard of to me!) will hopefully spur me on to chase my dreams, even if just to fill my clean pages with scribbles!So I promise myself that until I travel somewhere journal-worthy, my pen will never touch the virginal paper of this book!
Secondly, after reading someone's blog post of things that made them smile, I have become more conscious of the fact that I am smiling, and so I pause to recognise why, which in turn makes me appreciate the little things. It's funny how one person's simple words can change anothers views! I would like to thank my fellow blogger for inspiring me to say thank-you for the things I would otherwise take for granted. So I would like to say a few little things that made me smile today:
-The prospect of an untouched journal!
-My dog sneezing (:
-When there were to many bubbles in my bath
-When my mum bought me a metre stick of bubble-gum (never to old to love sweets!)
-When me and my brother haggled and traded on our Easter chocolate

I would also like to acknowledge the Hillsborough tragedy, which occured 20 years ago today. My heart goes out to all the friends and families, who lost someone that day.
'You'll never walk alone!'
Peace;xo

[School Daze;xo]

I am probably very at risk of sounding old before my time here, but when I found an old school photo whilst tidying my room today, I had to smile. I'm 17 (due to turn 18 in June), and it has just kicked in that, that part of my life is over now! Like, really over! I didn't realise how much I would actually miss it, how much I took it for granted, and how many friendships I thought would make the cut, have inevitably drifted away from me. I wish I knew a few years ago, how I would feel upon leaving school (I cried on the last day!). I see now how much I wasted, not the education (I'm proud of my grades :D), but more the experience. The past 6 or 7 years of my life have gone way to fast. Isn't it scary when that happens? And so far I don't like reality, the 'real' world, the grown-up world as much as my easy school days. I guess I should have listened to all of those grumblng adults when they said, 'these are the best days of your life!', because so far they were right!
Peace;xo

[Pass It Forward;xo]

Well today I took my dogs to play in the park and met my boyfriend there. We were sat talking on a picnic blanket, the dogs chasing each other in circles around us, when a scruffy little black dog bounded over to us. A passer-by asked if it was mine, and when I replied that it wasn't, she explained how she had seen it run across the main-road and into the park. Me and my boyfriend noticed a phone-number on a tag on the dog's collar (we called the dog Brian! :D). We called the number, and the owner of the dog met us in the park. She was pleased to know he was safe.Usually, in these situations, I am one of those bystanders that minds my own business, and doesn't like to get involved (assuming someone else will take responsibility). But today, I felt happy to know that I had helped a lost pet get safely back with it's owner, when it could have otherwise been injured in the road.Now I realise that responsibility isn't such a bad thing! Helping people is very rewarding! And I know how grateful I would be if someone returned one of my pets when it was missing! This good deed of mine, reminded me of a film I once saw. The film 'Pass It Forward', makes a very good point, that kindness is infectious! Basically, someone does a good deed for someone, then that person does a good deed for someone else, passing the good deeds on and on.The deed needn't be so big a task either. Smiling at a stranger can make their day! I think everyone should spread good deeds. And this epiphany of mine, has made me set myself another new challenge. From now on, every time something happens that I am thankful for, I will pass the deed forward by performing random acts of kindness.This won't be easy I know, after years of being quite a selfish, ungrateful person. I hope this will help me become a better person! So I would like to thank Brian for running past today, and giving me this idea!
Wish me luck (:

[Summer List Continued;xo]

So this is a follow-up blog from my recent post 'Summer List De-constructed'.I want to inspire people to have the best Summer they possibly can, so I am posting a few more tasks that are on my Summer List, in the hopes that people will decide to write their own!If you haven't yet read my 'Summer List De-constructed' post, then give it a read, and get back to me with your ideas (:
-Find something to believe in;
-Contact an old friend;
-Make a time-capsule;
-Learn some sign language;
-Go on a bike ride;
-Walk barefoot in the grass;
-Meet someone new;
-Carve a loveheart in a tree;
-Kiss a girl;
-Hunt through an old bookshop;
-Get lost in a maze;
-Dance in underwear;
-Send a postcard;
-Walk the dog in pyjamas;
-Read a classic novel;
-Write a song;
-Make a daisy-chain;
-Compliment a stranger;
I hope that the completion of these tasks will help me have a fun and memorable Summer! There will be another portion of my list posted soon.Please help by commenting with your ideas..They can be fun, daring, inspiring or just plain random..I really don't care. I just want an electric Summer, with no wasted days at all.Comment me (:
Peace;xo

[Jack-In-The-Box;xo]

I live in one of those towns where people tend to be born, live and die in. Alot of the people living here, grew up here, and got jobs here, and had babies here, and will never leave. The idea of that is my worst nightmare. It's not that I hate my hometown! Not at all, In fact I love it, and will always be proud of where I came from, but the world is so much bigger to me. I'm scared to do anything in the form of planting roots here, incase I get attatched. The last reason I would want to stay somewhere is because I don't think it will get any better, or because that place is as good a place as any. Right now my feet are itching so bad. I want to get away now. I want to soak up everything the world has to offer me. To me, the worst things to feel in life are boredom, loneliness and monotony. I don't want to do anything reckless though. I haven't the courage to run away, although escapism is something I always wish I'd tried when I was younger. Maybe if I had, I wouldn't feel so stuck right now. I dream of full suitcases and a train journey. And right now is perfect timing: before adulthood, when it's still okay to be immature sometimes and make foolish decisions, but far enough from childhood to be taken seriously.I thrive on change and re-invention.And right now the biggest dream inside me, is getting anywhere, far away.I'm excited by the world that is bursting with opportunities!Just a few more years.
Peace;xo

[Dear You..;xo]

Okay, so, there is alot that I would like to say to people, but can't.So I am going to write a few anonymous messages to these people.I know they will never read them.Or even know that it's for them.But I think it's always important to say what you feel..Even if no one's listening! (:
Dear You;Now I don't know what happened. That's a lie. I do! You happened..there is never any reason to lie. I just want it to be how it was before. I want to know where I stand. Is honesty too much to ask? But I guess I can't help but love you.
Dear You;You can not leave me again. Even when I don't see you often, I like to know you're close! Even though there are moments, I know this one is forever. It's a rare and beautiful thing to answer the phone to someone you haven't seen in months, and talk like you saw them five minutes ago.
Dear You;It has never been as good as it was when you were here! I'm sorry I took you for granted. I miss you so much. I wish you had never left me, but I don't want you to come back..I'm too afraid that I wouldn't know you anymore. Where ever you are and what ever you are doing, I love you incredibly.
Dear You;With you it's simply bitter-sweet. We can not hide from the changes that have happened in the past two years. I can't go back to how things were before. Sorry, but it's lost now. I am happy for you and hope you have a very happy life.
Dear You;You are my biggest inspiration. I am sorry I take you for granted. I am so happy that we have grown so close over the years. Thanks for always being their for me!I can't wait to share many happy memories with you, and re-pay all your kindness!I can't describe how much I love you!
Dear You;We have finally established a relationship! And we never argue anymore! You are the funniest person I have ever met, and it's so nice to have someone be so caring and protective about me! You will never understand what you mean to me.
Dear You;Why weren't we friends sooner?We are so alike, and I love our witty banter and sarcastic bitching sessions!I hope we spend more time together soon!I love you muchly!So those are my anonymous messages.I feel better already =D
Peace;xo

[The Black Man;xo]

The Black Man came one New Year's Eve at my grandparent's house (I think it was the Millenium). Me and a few of my cousins sat in the tiny hallway by the back door. The back door was one of those panelled with frosted glass.And the story began. The character known only as 'Black Man'. I imagined him to be either a black-painted minstrel with white lips and black, shaggy hair under his hat, or maybe he looked like the chimney sweep covered in soot from my WaterBabies books (Both scared me when I was young!)Whichever it was, he was a man that was black from head to toe, and lived at the bottom of my grandparent's garden, where my grandad had his 'secret garden', with it's veggie patch and chicken shed. Sometimes, the black man would sneak up to the house and look through the windows or listen at the door.Just as the story finished, we heard the approaching footsteps of the Black Man coming down the path, and soon his shadowy figure came into view, blurred through the frosted glass. He was getting closer. When a few steps away, he turned on his torch.We didn't wait to see him after that!To this day I swear he was there, coming closer to hear his story told. It wasn't my imagination. My own creation had manifested into reality!Was it an uncle playing tricks? I don't think so.I think it really was the Black Man.Maybe he wasn't the terrible, scary monster he appeared as in my imagination? Maybe he just needed a friend!Whatever it was, I wish I had waited for him to reach the door, seen his face, ended my own story.I don't know if my cousins remember the story, but it has never come up again. And I will never find the Black Man now.My grandparents have moved from that house now. So now I can never meet him. I hope whoever lives there now is a nice family that keeps his garden tidy for him, and tells his story to visitors.
Love to The Black Man..
Peace;xo

[A Jar Without A Label;xo]

Is it ever possible to just live life without being defined by labels?Labels are predictable and restricting! They affect even the way we see ourselves!Preppy, emo, bisexual..What does any of it mean?I'd rather people were surprised and excited by me, and wondering what I will be like, what I will be wearing and what I will be doing and saying.People WILL stereotype based on a few words!If we label ourselves, then we even begin to define ourselves based upon those labels.If you define yourself as 'the earthy type', then you are worried to eat a McDonalds and use straighteners, because you feel like a hypocrite to yourself!And I'm not talking about morals or religion or beliefs. Those are different. But I mean the way we act, and the person we are.I change so much:My style, my dreams, my attitudes.I mean life is so full, that you might aswell try everything once! I am open to every experience, and I don't want to waste anything life throws at me.So I want to keep people guessing, and never say never, because,'There's nothing worse than being ordinary'..(Mena Suvari, 'American Beauty').So, I will never let labels (My own, or others) define or restrict my life.I'd rather be remembered for my eccentricity and excitement, then as a mosher, or the geek girl, or that girl that always wore a red hat.There are better things to be known for, and I will find them!Make a statement, leave your mark, and don't label yourself!Be whatever you want, when you want!
Peace;xo
Comment your opinions!

[A Love Letter To My Body;xo]

This is another blog based on a youtube video posted by mememolly,Thanks girl! (:
-Dear hands, you're my favourite part, sorry I don't clean you as much as I probably should, and I work you until you cramp.
-Dear feet, sorry I don't give you enough to do. I promise I will get you out more. P,s- thanks for not growing bigger than a size 3.
-Dear ears, sorry for all the holes I have pierced through you! I promise not to play my music so loud from now on.
-Dear eyes, thanks for everything guys. Sorry I cake you with mascara and sorry I didn't wear my prescription glasses in year 4 :(
-Dear nose, sorry I'm so mean to you. I guess you're really not that bad!
-Dear lips, sorry i always let you get chapped and then chew the skin off :(I promise to look after you more, and cover you in lovely-tasting lip-balm! =D
-Dear teeth, thanks for causling me no real problems. Thanks for needing no braces or fillings. Thanks for smiling so big! I promise to stop rotting you away with all the sugary coke.
-Dear hair, sorry for all the colouring, brushing and straightening. I know it's a hard life but please grow faster!
-Dear boobies, sorry I don't appreciate you more. Sorry for giving you jip! I promise never to let you reach my ankles =D
-Dear belly, sorry for filling you with so much crap. I promise to cut down! Thanks for not getting big and wobbly. I will repay you by never piercing you.
-Dear arms, I wish you were stronger, maybe I should give you abit more work to do? Hmm.
-Dear legs, sorry for hurting you with silly shoes with huge heels and forever covering you in cheap Primark clobber. You really are a high-class pair who deserve some sexy new trews. I promise, you're first on the list when the cash rolls in! Also, sorry so much for all the cuts and bruises you have endured over the years. I shall be eternally grateful for your loyal service and re-pay you by keeping you silky soft and shaved (:
-Overall body, thanks for everything and I wish to look after you better this year. You've always been there for me and it's time I did the same!;xo

P,s- Bellybutton: Sorry for that time when I drew a face on you and then made you talk.

Love you, Kneller.
Ciao;xo

[Anyone's Favourite Person?;xo]

I was prompted by a You-tuber (Mememolly: awesome videos, look her up) to ask myself yesterday;Am I anyone's favourite person?And tbh, I am not sure. Am I anyone's favourite person?I would like to think I am,But I would rather be sure!It made me sad to think that perhaps no one values me more then someone else.
Then I thought about who my favourite person is.And I couldn't really answer that either.So upon this little ponderage, I propose to become someone's favourite person this Summer, and discover my own (:It's something to add to my endless, and constantly growing Summer to-do list!I'm on the path to self-discovery![I will keep you posted]
P,s- Are you anyone's favourite person? And who's yours?
Comment me!
Ciao;xo

[One Year From Now;xo]

Questions to myself to be answered a year from now [ 12/05/2010 ]:
Hi You!Or Me? =SWhatever..
1. Are you still at college? You best not have dropped out again!
2. Have you had anything published yet? Have you even been trying!
3. Are you still with 'the boy'? How are things with him? Better then they were when this was written I hope?
4. Have you found a part-time job yet? Please say yes!
5. Can you drive? Did you pass first time? Congrats!
6. Did you complete your Summer list? All of it? Was your Summer awesome!?
7. Have you found that special friend? Do you still see L? How's she coping?
8. Did you have an awesome 18th. It best have been!
9. Did you stick with the fringe! Say yes you sexy biotch!
10. Omg, does the little brother have a girlfriend!?
11. Are the parents aging gracefully? Or having yet another mid-life crisis?
12. Have you given up trying to learn Russian..if so, start again! Yes right now!
13. Have you started making the grandparents anniversary book? Uh oh..get started woman!
14. Is a certain aunty still single? (Please let her be married!)
15. And finally, the most basic question..are you doing well? Are you inspiring people? I hope you're the person you wanted to be this time last year. If not, you've failed yourself :(Keep trying. Be that person you said you wanted to be by next year..Have you changed?What would your fifteen questions be?
Peace;xo

[Inspire Me;xo]

Can a single image change your life?Or set you on a different path?This is the question that fashion designers, stylists and photographers were asked in the article 'My Inspiration' featured in Vogue's May issue.Significant people from the world of fashion have come forward to share the photo that has inspired them the most.
After thinking about what I would choose as my inspiring image..I found that what I at first thought would be a simple decision, is actually a really difficult one.I never realised how much photography affects my life.
I would like to ask all bloggers to think about what their inspiring image would be, and comment this post with the name of their image and reason for that choice.
Peace Guys;xo

[Power To The Fringe;xo]

So..No one ever told me how empowering a full fringe is these days!About a month ago I opted for a full, heavy rock-star-ish fringe.You know, channelling my inner Daisy Lowe (Omg I heart Daisy),Or my inner Irina Lazareanu (Omg I heart Irina)..And since the dreaded chop,I am a completely different person!!
There is an attitude that comes with sporting a fringe. An attitude that says,'Yeah I rock, and I don't care about anything'.I feel invincible =D
(Which is actually probably a pretty dangerous thing!My bite doesn't match my bark if you get my drift)
So this blog is my own personal celebration of all things erm..'Fringular' (: Ha..Good word no?And also a little promise to my fringe that me and it (not sure what gender a fringe is =S Hmm..) are now friends for life!(Which you all bear witness to!)

Comment this blog if you give power to the fringe.If you don't have a fringe..get one! And join in my celebration!

Ciao;xo

[Blossoming;xo]

So, I'm all for forbidden love and unlikely romances as it is, so when an inter-species, lesbian romance is born before my very eyes, I couldn't be happier =D
What with the recent departure of little caramel to guinea-pig heaven *Little tear rolls down cheek*, the best thing for Kitty (the girlfriend he left behind) is a new companion.
Since beginning her affair with Sheba (The scruffy terrier/jack russel mix), her grieving seems to be over!As I look at my dog, and my guinea-pig, cuddled up together in a loving embrace, I realise that love really is everywhere, and if a broken-hearted widow guinea-pig and a snobby, bitchy dog can find love with each other, then there really is someone out there for everyone!
Its 12:02 and Kitty should probably be back in her hutch by now, but I haven't the heart to break up this gorgeous union just yet (:
Peace;xo
R.I.P Caramel.

[Ed's Car Wash Scale;xo]

Okay.So I would like to address a serious issue now. That issue is OCWD, or 'Obsessive Car Washing Disorder'.It's a scientifically proven disorder that is rising in numbers, especially among young, egotistical men, but lonely, balding, middle-aged men are also very much at risk!
Nah, I just made that bit up, but seriously though. Ed, the guy across the street washes his car so damn much, it's got to be because of some kind of condition right?I don't know what his obsession with that silly little penis-extension of a car is. I mean I see him clean it more than he drives it. And it's never even dirty! (And yes, I know that means he is doing his job well then!) but surely for cleaning to be successful, there must be dirt in the first place in order to have some requirement for said cleaning?
Am i crazy here?I think not, and to establish that fact, I will document my neighbour's bizarre behaviour by counting the number of times he washes his car per week.I will also go beyond enemy lines, to deliver ACTUAL video footage of this man in the act. Is it a strange ritual? An unusual pass-time, or something more sinister?Hmm?Kneller reports!
Ciao;xo
P.s- If you or someone you know has been affected by any of the issues raised in this blog, please speak out and inspire car washers everywhere!Alternatively, I urge you to seek help by contacting car washers anonymous before it's too late!!

[Decisions, Decisions;xo]

So, I have finally decided what I want to do with my life!I've tried sixthform once, and college once, and part-time work once.So I realised it was time to fix up, look sharp!And I have finally decided *drumroll please* ..to go back to college! Okay so not that exciting, but the next part is (well I think so anyway)..after college, I am going to go to University to do a Ba Hons degree in journalism and public relations! (Ooh Aah =D).
Do you know what that makes me?I'm a genius! That's what!
I don't know what I will do with my degree yet..maybe be a journalist, or work in marketing or fashion public relations, who knows?But I am really excited that I finally have something to work towards after months of indecisiveness!
Someone please be excited for me! =P
Fine..I will sit in my little bubble of ecstacy all by myself then.

[Summer List De-Constructed;xo]

So, is it only me that finds Summer to be the biggest disappointment every year? You plan all these amazing things, and end up wasting all the sunshine, and most of the holidays doing absolutely nothing memory-worthy!Well no more!
I start college in September, so if I want to be wild, crazy and reckless, and have loads of awesome memories and stories to tell by then, this Summer is the time to start!So I have written myself a Summer to-do list containing over 100 tasks I MUST complete before the holidays end! Some are fun and daring, some are just plain idiotic, but they are all, a sure-fire way to the best Summer ever!
So back to the purpose of this blog..After my own epiphany, I wanted to ask everyone if they really made the most of their Summers, or like me, felt that they had wasted many oportunities this time of year?I challenge everyone to ask themselves what they would put on their own lists? Write your own list! Be risky!Let me know what ideas you have for your own lists, maybe I could add them to mine?And prepare for the most memorable Summer ever.
Although my list is too long to post fully, here are a few of the tasks:
-Do karakoke;
-Run into the sea fully-clothed;
-Sleep outdoors;
-Dance on a table;
-Go on waltzers;
-Roll down a hill;
-Sit on a rooftop.
I will post some more from my list when I have more time..Get started on your own list and let me know how it goes!
Ciao;xo

[Introductions;xo]

So this blog is a replacement for an old one, so I'm going to post some past blog posts of mine so all the pretty strangers know Kneller and the story so far.