My favourite book

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My favourite book has to be ‘Perks of Being a Wallflower,’ by Stephen Chboski. I am going to sound all dramatic and clichéd now, but this book really saved my life. My previous favourite book had been ‘The Catcher in the Rye’, which is quite similar, but this book topped it. I don’t know whether it was because it was in a more modern setting, or because it actually made sense for Charlie to have a mental breakdown, but it just appealed to me more.

It is a book about adolescence, but not your usual teen drama rubbish. It is about introversion, which I can really identify with, and about the effect of  the suicide of a loved one, which, unfortunately, I can also identify with.

Another aspect of Charlie’s personality that is similar to mine is his  tendancy to be fascinated by words and their power. He talks about quotes and lyrics, and finding them inspiring. I am the same. And I don’t mean rubbish, pop, lovey-dovey song lyrics, that teenage girls put as their status on Facebook, and say that it’s like the song was written about her and her boyfriend, who have only been going put for a couple of weeks, but she loves him, she really does.

I’m talking about beautiful phrases, marvels of the english language, that are put to the music that you can almost hear when the words are merely spoken aloud. I love the musical and poetic quality of certain words and phrases, and Charlie mentions this as well. There is one thing Charlie says that he adapted from a song lyric, ‘I want to feel infinite’. This was very moving for me and I remembered it ever since. I am actually getting it tattoo’ed on my ribs, one of the sorest places to get tatt’ed, it means that much to me.

On the other hand, my favourite series of books has to be Harry Potter. I just love how J.K. Rowling really thought about the story and made it fit in with the real world. I was always fascinated by the idea of magic and witchcraft, but the books really make you believe that it is possible for this whole other world to be hidden away behind the back wall of a pub in London that nobody notices.

I pretty much grew up with Harry, and the books were a large part of my life [even though I never liked Harry’s character. The ‘bad boy’ Draco was always my favourite]. I have a Harry Potter themed tattoo, and plan on getting more. The books are beautifully written, and are so plausible, that I still live in hope that my owl just got lost on my 11th birthday, and it’ll arrive eventually.

Another of the unwanted daily blogs.

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So today was pretty eventful. When I finally got out of bed, that is. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Last night, I decided to watch the back-log of Primevil on the Sky Planner, but then I saw that Bridge To Terabithia and the first part of Sherlock were there too. I promptly got my duvet from upstairs and set up camp on the couch, with a big bowl of chicken noodle soup and a cup of tea.

Headed to bed at around 6am, then read 2 1/2 of my new Torchwood books., and 2 of the Series of Unfortunate Events. Then I decided to sketch up and idea I had for YET ANOTHER painting. Emerged from my bed and showered at about 4.30pm,  and was sitting at my laptop with a bowl of Nesquik when my Dad arrived home from work. He took one look at me and said ‘Sherlock?’, I nodded furiously, then went to watch it again with him. Then the mother arrived home with the rest of the clan [they had been in town getting schoolbooks. Lol, school~] and complained about me being up til 1am on the laptop. I decided not to tell her that I only went upstairs at 1 to get my duvet.

I worked on my website for a while [only about 2hrs work to do on it tomorrow. Yaaay!] and then tried out my new camera outside. Do you know how hard it is to source black and white film in Carrickmacross? I went into a chemists the other day looking for it, and they then phoned another chemist who said they had it. Turned out they only had one roll of black and white film, and it was expired, so they rang another chemist, who rang another chemist, who had 2 rolls left. It was 5:50 at this point, so I had to run down the town to get it before they closed. It was all rather distressing. But worth it.

So that was my day, but it still hasn’t ended yet. I might make a vlog later, but we’ll see. I did say I was going to make one, like a month ago. I’ll most likely just watch Sherlock and Primevil, but anyways. I shall have a proper discussion topic tomorrow, so, until then, guddonaito!

Bloggity blog

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CAUTION! Venty blog! And I don’t mean a blog that is the result of a 20 oz. Starbucks coffee [that’d be so good right now though…]. I mean a blog where I complain a bit and tell you random useless facts. So beware.

I woke this morning thinking it was Wednesday for some strange reason. This made me panic as I have an assignment due on Friday that I haven’t worked on since last week [and I was given at the start of the summer, but let’s not go there]. I then spent about 4 hours working on my website repeat assignment thing and made some serious progress. I decided it was time for a break from code, and hurried off for noodles, but when I was in the kitchen, my sister decided to use my laptop without asking. She changed user and checked her Facebook, then shut down the computer and came out to the kitchen to steal some of my noodles.

Let me reiterate. She SHUT DOWN my laptop. Despite the 125367435634835121 warnings that pop up saying that there’s unsaved work on the other user.  I still had my assignment open in Dream Weaver when I left it. And I hadn’t saved in a while. I may have cried a little. So since then I have been slaving away, while she brings me cups of tea, so I’ll forgive her for the damage she caused.

But I’m about 2/3 of the way there and I’ve actually made some improvements. Mostly cos I sorta forgot what I was doing and made a hack job of repairing stuff, and wasn’t arsed to fix/tidy it all up. But now it’s all clean and pretty :]

Moving some of my stuff out to Dundalk on the 1st. I have some of the stuff like books and such packed already and I’ve got a suitcase half-filled. I really cannot wait to go, kinda because of the independence, but mostly because of the shenanigans I know Jemma and myself shall get up to. Also, I shall do more exercising than ever, because, if not, I would be seriously fat as Jemma and I can both cook/bake. Running after Dave, cos he won’t stay put when we’re trying to hurt him, seems to be at the top of the exercising activities list. So fun times shall be had. There is the whole lack of tv/internet/other essentials from the house but it’ll all work out.

I will miss being able to sit with my tea and watch a load of stuff I’ve recorded on Sky+, like I’m about to do right now, but there’ll be other perks :] I’m going to try to blog everyday, so topic suggestions would be awesome as I am terrible at coming up with new ones.  But, however, I have Primevil to watch. So until tomorrow, gute nacht!

My Top 3 Blogs

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I love blogs of all types. I personally have a Tumblog and a YouTube channel as well as this and there are many different styles of blogs that I follow. My 3 favourite bloggers of all time have to be YouTuber, Charlieissocoollike, artist Zappa Blamma and writer Neil Gaiman.

CharlieissocoolikeCharlie is a nerdy 20-year-old from England. He lives with his friend and fellow famous YouTuber, Nerimon. He makes comic shorts, music videos and vlogs. He can play many instruments, and has a band called ‘Chameleon Circuit’, who perform songs based on the series ‘Doctor Who’. He often uses his YouTube fame to help raise money for various charities. He formed a band with some other famous YouTubers [Nerimon, Hexachordal and Eddplant], called ‘Sons of Admirals’, and helped promote ‘ChartJackers’ who both released songs for charity.

Zappa BlammaJohn is a 18-year-old student and artist from London. He is a chronic doodler and posts his creations on his own website. He sells some of his pieces to pay for his art supplies. He hasn’t had an art class since he was 13, but he doesn’t let that stop him. He did an interview last year which can be seen here. He draws mainly dinosaurs and monsters, though sometimes he does math or logic jokes in the form of short comics. He also promotes his work by attaching small adhesive stickers, or painted tiles on walls, bus-stops and doors.

Neil GaimanNeil is a famous horror and fantasy writer, and is one of my favourites. He has written alongside Sir Terry Pratchett in the book ‘Good Omens’, and his own book ‘Stardust’ was made into a very successful film. He has won many awards for his works, but finds it rather humbling and doesn’t hesitate to answer a fan’s question. He has his own website which features his journal. He blogs about the most ordinary things in his life with all the wit and wonderful penmanship that he applies to his books, which makes it great reading.

Highlights of my first year in college

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There are a few high points of my year in college, but the best were

  • My first ever day

and

  • Christmas time

On the first day, I was overwhelmed. It was all new and shiny, and kind of larger than life. I didn’t know anyone, and was afraid I was going to get lost. I recognised a few faces from the registration day, but not many. We were given a tour by Anya, and a guy started making jokes. I’m not great at that whole ‘socializing’ hogwash, but I decided ‘new step, new me’ so I introduced myself to Dave, and we’ve been pretty much inseparable ever since. I’d to go to his apartment at lunch for a free cup of coffee, which was always a plus. I discovered that we had ‘Creative Design’, which was fantastic because I had given up art in school and regretted it ever since. There was also a writing class, which was basically English, that I loved too. English had been my favourite subject in school.

I absolutely LOVE Christmas time, but it was especially great during my first year of college. I’d get to the college and disembark from the bus, bundled up in a coat, scarf and hat, and then walk the long way through the Engineering building, greeting familiar faces on their way to get a cheap cup of coffee, then the Whitaker building and out into the cold for the last stretch to the Carrolls Building. There were so many hipsters photographing untrampled snow, that I made it my duty to walk in front of as many of them as possible on my way to the door, ruining their shot. It cheered me up for the whole day. The whole place really was a picture though. It was covered completely in snow, the garish sun throwing its light on it, making it sparkle like a blanket woven from spiderwebs. People joined together to build snowmen and throw snowballs. They’d return inside to defrost their fingers by wrapping them around a cup of coffee, and peel off sodden layers of coats, stray snowflakes still melting on their hair and eyelashes.

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