Let's hope Derren Brown isn't right....

Good Morrow weary traveller! Come rest here for a while. I offer much in the way of entertainment here at "A full ton of words." It has been a while since I have seen your face here, how come you haven't visited? I have missed you....

Ooo "The Big Bang Theory" is on....back in about 1/2 hour....

I'm back! Now where was I? Oh that topic is too depressing, I'll change to something more time-appropriate....Ooo here's a fun topic!

Well, it's finally happened. The moment that's been over a year in the making. I have finally moved from Essex. I now live in a B'n'B in Kent. Sounds like something out of a Jacqueline Wilson book right? That's exactly what I said to my mum when we moved in. Well now that I'm home for Christmas from Stoke, I have had a chance to wander round my new home. Safe to say...it's massive!

I do have one of the 2 rooms on the top floor, and I mean the top floor.....I'm in the attic. Lucky number 7. Not so lucky is the placement of my new bed. Although conveniently placed next to the radiator to keep me warm in the winter weather, I have a wooden beam right above my head, so if I wake up in the middle of the night by a nightmare, which seems more likely the case recently, I get knocked right out again after smacking my head on the beam. You could see this as a positive because then I'm not freaked out anymore, but I really don't want to be knocked out on a nightly basis.....

Also, my bed shakes....but I'm not fussed about that....

One thing I am finding hard to adjust to is the location. I am in Kent, 77 miles away from the home of Essex, which I have grown up in for the last 19 years. Both areas are very different from each other: Essex is slightly busier and all my friends are but a bus or train journey away. In Kent, I live next to a main road and if I want to see my friends, I need to majorly plan in advance. You could argue that it makes the time I spend with them even more special....but I'd rather be able to see them whenever I want rather than on the rare occasion. I miss all my friends.....whether they be in Stoke or Essex.

Moving on, to what seems like the most important thing that has gripped the world for the last few years.....IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD!!!

*Cue people running around scared and a Derren Brown Special*

That's right! I write this a day before the supposed apocalypse. I say supposed, Australia and New Zealand have already got past 21/12/2012 with flying colours, and last time I checked they all were alive. I honestly don't believe in any of it, I just think it is another false alarm. I'm 19 and I've already survived many "end of world" prophecies. However if this is our last day on earth without the possible threat of death and people start to celebrate their last day, I can guess what people will be doing:

•          I spent the day sleeping and reading...nothing new there...
•          One of my housemates will be in Disney...at least she's in the most magical place on earth
•          My boyfriend will still be celebrating his birthday....wish I was there...
•          Celebrities will carry on their day as normal, the PR world will let them know if something happens, then they can head to a massive spaceship to form a new world on Galactic Star 4 AKA Mars (I joke.....I hope)
•          Many believers in the end of the world will be hiding in their nuclear bunkers without internet access...how will they read my blog?
•          Many non-believers will be chillaxing and waiting to prove the rest of the world wrong...this should be interesting.

However, if tomorrow was our last day, and you knew it, what would you do? Would you pray? Would you spend it will your loved ones, whether that be your family or your boyfriend/girlfriend? Would you end it all before the world died? Would you throw the biggest party ever and not worry about the consequences? I honestly have no idea what I would do in that situation. I would hope that I would have the composure to remain calm and to enjoy my last day. It's rather a depressing thought thinking about the end of the world, and thinking about what would happen if some people survived. I just hope whatever happens, happens quickly, I'm tired of waiting...

So to all the readers tonight, whether you believe the world will end tomorrow or not, I will leave a final message. I honestly don't believe it will end tomorrow, but I'm not taking any chances:

Dear reader of "WKD, Chinese, Drama:  A Full Ton of Words",

This blog has been running for just under a year, and if you have been reading my blog for over the course of that time period, then I say thank you. I really appreciate the time you have taken to go out of your way to read it.

I have not bore my entire heart and soul onto this blog, those that know me well know I'm a lot crazier than this, but I like to think that people out there know me. I'm not popular in the blogging world, but it's nice to know that when people mention blogging, I like to think that my blog name pops into your head.

It has been a great year, thank you very much for reading.

If the world does not end tomorrow, then see this message as a thank you to my readers for looking at my little blog that I started for fun. I hope the world doesn't end tomorrow so I can carry on writing stuff you to read.

Live Long and Prosper

H. x

Well it's certainly been a while....

Wait! Before you all go "flippidy do-dah" on me (yeah I made that up!) you have to understand I have been so very busy, and everytime I plan on sitting at my laptop and writing a new blog post, something pops up. Currently I should be writing a Government and Politics essay, but procrastination kicked in, and other than learning lines for Drama, this was the only thing to do. Also nothing has happened that's big enough to write a whole blog on. Several things have happened, but knowing me I'll jinx it if I talk about it so I'll just shut up about that now. Any major points to cover? No not really. My course is in full swing at the moment, so coursework has hit hard and heavy. Drama is back on, full of committee meetings, line learning and a lot of giggling fits.

Overall....a lot of time has gone by, I can't believe first semester has gone already....

Anywho, must find something to write about, or I'll just blubber on for a lifetime, and as many of my close friends know, I can do that. I can talk for England. The only things that seem to shut me up are food, which still struggles at the best of times, but "Just Dance 4" seems to do very well at it. I seem to be getting lots of high scores for showing off my best moves and beating my housemate Katie.....hehehe Katie, you wanted a mention, didn't see this coming did you? I did mention you twice so be happy! I digress, back to the point at hand.

I am very bored!

Over at my boyfriend's house I've been starting to play "Halo 4". Yes you read that right that's not a mis-print.....I have been playing Halo. I'd like to say that I kick the guy's butt at it, that I am amazing and complete some pretty awesome kills. I would love to say that I have led an online team to victory more times than I have failed.....but I'd be lying. I suck at it big time. Yes I do get the occasional lucky kill, and that I can play with some reasonable skill, but I don't stand a chance against anyone that has genuine skill. Much like in a game of bowling or pool, I only get the lucky shots, no skill involved at all.

One thing that I seem to have some skill in is coming out with some ridiculous things. Our house, very aptly named "Dramatics HQ", has created a quote book, containing some of the outlandish things my housemates and I have said since coming back to university. Mine appear to be witty, things such as "I am an internet service provider!" (work that one out for yourselves) while some appear as just down-right silly, much like my personal favourite quote, said in the middle of Frankie and Benny's which was "She just fingered your potato"......elegant as always ladies. Just to clear this up, it's not rude (dirty minded people you!) but there was a potato skin filled with cheese and bacon left on our sharing platter, and I offered to eat it. When I realised it had bacon in I had to turn it down, until my housemate grabbed it and spooned out the contents with her finger. Ta-da! Your perfectly normal explanation.

God I'm so bored.

Only 3 more weeks till I go home. I am no longer the Essex girl you all once knew, oh no. I am now a Kentish person. A Folkestone person to be precise. I live in a B&B about 10 minutes from the sea front, with nothing but a laptop and an iPod for friendship. Sounds like something out of a book doesn't it? I've already made plans to go back to the "homeland" aka Essex, but they don't come into force until the new year of 2013, that is if we can get past this dreaded December 21st that everyone keeps going on about, our supposed day of the end of the world. If this does happen, only if, then everyone I know back in Essex.....it's been nice knowing you.

Anyway, hopefully it won't take 2 months for me to write another blog post. If it does and we all get destroyed on the 21st December, then this could be my last post. If so, thank you all for reading, been lovely sharing my personal life with you all, and see you all soon....

If not....see you in January!

Live Long and Prosper

H. x

A start to the year with a BANG!

SOOO it's that time of year again when the leave start to fall, the weather gets that little bit colder and the trunks of cars are filled with an enormous amount of luggage. This can only mean one thing.....YES, I am back at University.

(In the case of this video: I am the cast of "The Big Bang Theory" and the music build-up is going to Uni.....my mum is Penny)

And it's good to be back! I have a house this year with my new roomies Sarah, Gina and Katie. I've already been here two weeks and only just got internet (I don't know how I survived so long) but everything seems to be settled now. I'm nearly unpacked, it's been a lot harder than I planned simply because I get so bored so easily. I honestly can't be bothered! The clothes are done, but we already have a ton of kitchen stuff so that's all sitting in my room gathering dust, and my posters have only just arrived, so they can grace my walls soon. I cannot explain how much of a momentous event this is. I am in my own home, with bill paying (not looking forward to that) and being independent once again. However, without my housemates I'd probably be in a cardboard box by now so I have a lot to thank them for. I'm also on the committee this year for "Amateur Dramatics Society" so this year is full of new experiences. I'm so excited!!! However, I am not changing the name of my blog to "WKD, Chinese, Amateur Dramatics" because it's waaaaaaaaaaay too long!! To make a long story short....I am ready for anything that comes my way this year. I have to believe that I can do anything, that I can push myself to be the best person I can be.

I may be a second year student, but I'll always be a fresher at heart. I love the whole fresher way of thinking: not caring about what you do, what you wear or what you say, you just do it! It's so freeing and I recommend the experience for anyone looking for an experience or a lifetime. This year, I'm going to be the organised one, the funny one, the wing-woman and the take-everything-as-it-comes girl!

Now one thing that is majorly different compared to last year is that I definitely am not living with some nasty people like I did last year during my freshers. It completely ruined the experience of freshers for me, so in a way this is my first freshers. I am so glad I live with people that I actually get one with this year. The people I moved in with after the whole freshers week fiasco were so lovely and so accepting. I really couldn't have asked for better housemates. I learned that even though you may feel powerless, you really aren't. You have the ability to go and tell someone and form that moment on you are no longer alone. You can change how things go just by telling one person. I unfortunately left it too late and only managed to say something a long time after it happened. I got my pay-back, but it would have been better if I had done it sooner, before the negative thoughts popped into my head.

However, it's a new year and I can feel that this is my year. I've already been reasonably lucky already this year, so it can only be a sign of the good times ahead....

After all, you have to live life to the full, because you never know what is going to be around the corner....




Live Long and Prosper

H.x

To my little Kiddie Christmas Cracker

That’s it! That’s the final straw! After I heard this today I knew I had to write a blog post on it.

Oh, by the way, Hello! Sorry it’s been a while, nothing interesting has happened....

So, what may you ask has made me so enraged that I have to blog about it after a month of silence? Well it’s something very close to my heart and very close to home for me. I mean that when I hear of it, and when it comes into being it just makes me erupt to the point of tears. Now even I’m asking myself “What in the blue hell are you talking about?” Well the answer is very simple: It’s my mother.

Yeah, you didn’t see that one coming now did ya?!

Before I go any further, I should urge that this isn’t a blog post bitching about my mum; in fact it is the total opposite. But today something happened that gave me the inspiration for this blog post. As many of my friends have found out, my mum can come out with some real crackers of one-liners. I’d say she is a walking Christmas cracker, but my dad has already claimed that title long ago! She’s like the little kiddie crackers you get that just about pass as Christmas crackers. As me and her have been home alone for good months now, we both get very VERY bored when we aren’t out and about. Today, we headed out to our local high street because I wanted to buy a book I’ve been waiting a year for. As we were heading home, I looked out my window to see two dogs with their owners. The conversation that followed had me crying with laughter and reduced my mother to a childish snigger, but its best shown in the conversation format. So here it is:

Me: Oooh look! It’s a Poodle and a Shih Tzu!

Mum: Doesn’t that make it a Shitz Poo?

Me: No! It’s a Poodle and Shih Tzu, two totally separate dogs!

Mum: Oh! If there was more than one would they be called Shitzy Poos?

At that point mum had to slow the car down as we were laughing so much. To me, this was comedy gold, but probably written down it’s not so funny. However, this isn’t the first time mum has had me in stitches. She once thought she knew one of my friends because she had seen their butt. As creepy as that sounds there is a back story needed. One of my brother’s friends “mooned” our house and my mum mis-took him for the person who did it. So when she proclaimed this in front of my brother’s friends, and a big group of friends at that, every single one of us was on the floor!

Other classic one-liners include:

·         Market Guy: So what book did you buy then?

Me: Oh it’s nothing, just a kid’s book

Market Guy: Oh not that “50 Shades of Grey” stuff?

Mum: Only if that was a kid’s colouring book

·         Brother: Well mum if you win the lottery and dad sleeps with a supermodel we can be rich for life!

Dad: Why would I sleep with a supermodel?

Mum: He wouldn’t be able to walk after sleeping with a supermodel!

I would name others, but they may be a bit rude. I’m not sure what age group reads my blog, but I can’t be dealing with getting into trouble.

Also, just a quick shout out to all my readers from across the water, including countries such as: Malaysia, France, Egypt, Latvia, Canada, Germany, Russia and the United States. I can’t believe we have readers in so many countries; it’s amazing, especially if you have to translate the blog into another language. I hope it’s gets through as much as I hope it will.

Now I’m off, there’s a kid’s book that requires my much needed attention.

Live Long and Prosper

H.x

I pity the fool who's illogical!

Hi everyone from around the world!!

The Olympics has arrived! And following the social trend of blogging about it, guess what I’m doing....So far the Olympics have been on TV for 3 days, and all I’ve watched is the opening ceremony, and even that was in the wrong order.

I should explain....

I work in the evenings so on the night of said opening ceremony, I wasn’t able to watch the first 2 hours. The bits I watched live were the people walking in with the countries and the lighting of the torch....which was amazing! Not gonna lie (My mum says this is my catchphrase) I was crying through the torch lighting. It was so lovely. Go Sir Steve Redgrave!!! I then proceeded to watch the previous 2 hours which was just as good. Everyone was saying that the technology bit was not needed, but I thought it was just great! My favourite bit was with Rowan Atkinson and the “Chariots of Fire” sequence....enough said.

Here, if you missed it, have a gander now:

So with the ceremony over, the games began. As I said before I haven’t watched any of it. That’s not being patriotic, that’s me being honest. Who else will willingly admit they haven’t watched it without feeling embarrassed. I honestly don’t have much interest in sport unless I am actually participating in it. I will make the odd excuse from the rule when a fit athlete makes an appearance, which can only mean one thing....Tom Daley. He is everyone young girl’s dream, and every adult’s dream child. He is studying his A Levels a year early and passing them with nothing lower than an A grade. He also keeps himself healthy and is a lovely person. He is also smokin’ hot.....I’ve never used that phrase before; god knows why I’m saying it now. Anywho, today he competed for the synchronised 10m dive with his diving partner Pete Waterfield. They started off being joint top but slumped to 4^th place, just missing out on the medal stage.

Now coming 4^th place is still a damn good achievement. To get to that point where you can say that you are the 4^th best at something in the world deserves a round of applause

But what did Tom Daley get.....abuse.

I believe in naming and shaming, so the name of the internet troller that abused on Twitter was called @Rileyy_69. He tweeted to Tom Daley “You let your dad down I hope you know that.” Now that is a horrible thing to say, especially after he lost his father to cancer May last year. And that wasn’t the only comment that he made: “Hope your crying now you should be why can't you even produce for your country” and “You really didn't try your best tommy you said you'd do your country proud and you let us all down rather support a tramp” where comments this guy decided to make over the internet. What blooming cheek! Tom has made a brave decision to go out and compete for his country....did you do that too?

People have said that I can get on with pretty much anyone, but there is no way I could be friends with someone that bullies someone else to make them feel better about themselves. I can’t stand the way people think they can get away with saying comments like that over the internet. The World Wide Web is not a mask for your mean side. If someone decided they were going to be mean to me online, and believe me there have been people that have done it, I wouldn’t stand for it. I would stand up for myself and fire back the comments made towards me, which is exactly what Tom Daley did. To think there are people out there capable of doing stuff like that and not even caring is even worse. But to add to it, the guy tried to justify and apologise for what he said, claiming that he just got so excited about Tom and the Olympics that he was really disappointed that he didn’t win and that he was sorry.

I have one thing to say to that.....WHAT THE F**K!!

You just don’t do that!! If you were truly sorry about what you said it, here’s a thought...DON’T SAY IT IN THE FIRST PLACE! God, logic obviously failed today.

I really should stop writing; I’m turning into that guy on Twitter. I don’t know who @Riley_69 is, I probably never will, but I’m starting to say mean things online, which is exactly what I am against. Too many times has social pressures changed me into something I’m not, but this time I’m stopping myself before I go too far.

Let’s hope the rest of the Olympics is filled with team spirit from everyone: The team, the supporters....everyone.

Go Team GB!!

Live Long and Prosper

H.x

A Geeky Soul Search

So I do believe a little celebration is in order....

Yes that’s correct, this blog has over 1000 views. Not gonna lie, this is amazing!! I didn’t even think I could get to 100 views let alone 1000. I just want to thank everyone who has taken the time out of their day to read my blog every time it has popped up on the inter-web. Thank you!

I would like to share one comment I received on my last blog post which made me extremely happy that I started blogging. It’s from a user called “essentialreach”. This was their comment:

“Dear H,

I've been reading your blogs recently and have found them very moving. Your passion for writing is unprecedented as is your vigour for life. I love the idea that you can achieve anything at the moment and the world is your oyster. I'm currently studying sports journalism at staffordshire university and have recently passed with a first class honours, you are example to lead by and I hope and pray you continue blogging as I feel you have great potential.

May the Force be with you

ES”

I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw that comment. I was absolutely astounded when I read it. I had to read it at least twice just to make sure I wasn’t seeing things. It’s one thing to know people like your blog, it’s another to know that someone is moved by your blog, that I’m an example to lead by and that I have great potential. Essentialreach, whoever you are I want to say thank you so much for your wonderful comment. Plus, you signed off with “May the Force be with you” which is awesome!

Anywho, back to the blog at hand. It’s been a weird couple of weeks. Due to the lack of funds in my bank account and now that my job takes up my evenings nearly everyday of the week, my social life has taken a down turn. I feel very spaced out from my friends. If you’ve ever felt this before you’ll understand why I feel like I do. My friends are a massive part of my life, so without them, I feel like a part of me has gone. Luckily I get paid soon and everything will be back on track, but for now I’m stuck in my house with nothing to do with only my laptop and the TV for company. I have never seen so many episodes of “Big Bang Theory” and “How I met your Mother” in one sitting. I’ve chatted via Facebook and texted my friends, but it doesn’t even come close to chatting to your best mate in real life. You don’t get the same emotional depth in a face-to-face conversation as you do in a text message conversation. But being the home-bound person that I am, I make do, and I do like a good text message conversation.

But this got me thinking (I probably shouldn’t do that a lot, it hurts my brain) about what my life has turned into since I’ve been home from university. I summed it up in a few points:

·         Wake up

·         Watch TV/Go online/Chill out

·         Eat food that my mum prepares for me

·         Go to work

·         Go to sleep

My life in 5 bullet points. Oh the joy! Then it occurred to me something I wish I had never thought of. My life follows a very simple pattern, one which has been used by something for nearly as many years as I have been on this planet. My life follows the pattern of a Tamagotchi. If you don’t know what a Tamagotchi is, it is a computer-like game where you have a little pet that you have to care for from birth or it will die. (Then you reset it and start all over again) The Tamagotchi will only survive if you give it food, love, attention and plenty of exercise. Basically if you do all of the 5 points above with it, it will stay alive for a long time! If you starve it of attention (and food, don’t forget food) it will die and you have to reset the Tamagotchi. Other than the major difference of that if you starve me of attention I won’t die (However, according to WTF Facts you can die of boredom) I am a living, breathing, walking Tamagotchi. That is probably the geekiest comparison of my life I could give without going into depth about “Big Bang Theory”

When August comes in  7 days time, I am hitting the social scene! I am going to go out and have fun with the money I’ve earned at work. I am going to make the most of this beautiful summer weather (Sods law the moment I step out of the house the heavens will open) and I am going to have the best summer! I hope you all have a wonderful summer, making more out of the weather than I do.

Live Long and Prosper

H.x

......Red Vine?

Wow! what a couple of weeks

It’s not even mid-week yet and it’s already been jam-packed with tons of things! I best start with what I mentioned in my last post...my exam results...

Drum roll please..........I PASSED!  I am officially a second year student of university now, and that prospect is terrifying! I now have to go back to university and have people in a younger year than me again. It’s like being back at secondary school, only cooler and filled with a lot more takeaways. I am no longer a “fresher”, but to be honest I will always be a fresher at heart. I loved my first year with every fibre in me. Yes, I experienced stuff that I hoped I would never come across again. Yes, I challenged myself to try new things. And yes, I got my heart broken a few times, but that’s life isn’t it? You’ve got to roll with the punches and take what comes your way. I am very much a believer in fate, and that everything happens for a reason, but I always believe that we can all choose our own paths in life. We always have a choice. Corny as it sounds (and believe me it sounds corny) I live by that philosophy. I also live by the saying that “In life, it’s not about the amount of breathes you take, it’s about the moments that take your breath away.”

God I’m oozing with cheesiness today!

Getting these exams results has given me a new lease of confidence. I feel like I can accomplice anything that university throws my way! Bring on second year!

In other news, I have a job!! How awesome is that!! I genuinely thought I wouldn’t stand a chance at getting the job, even though my interview went really well. I got the e-mail today saying I got the job and as I was out at the time, I couldn’t really celebrate in my usual fashion (running around shouting “I got the job!! I got the job!!” I literally skipped home, which is very hard to do with 2x2 litre bottles of Dr Pepper in my hands, and I danced and pranced around my living room. Suffice as to say, I got some weird and confused looks off my dog Daisy. I am now an employee of Sainsburys, the giant supermarket about 10 minutes from my house. I am working the night shifts, which means I might actually be tired when I go to bed. I become something of a night owl recently due to the combination of doing sod all during the day and the large amounts of caffeine entering my blood stream. I’m sure if doctors took a blood sample from me today they would find large quantities of Dr Pepper. I have a serious addiction to it, but at least the first stage of curing an addiction is admitting you have a problem.

To fill you in on another piece of exciting news, my brother has now flown off to America for 6 weeks. I am so proud of him for making quite a big decision to do this. He’s been looking forward to this trip for months, and even purchased his ticket on our birthday. He seemed so happy when we dropped him off at the airport this morning at 5am (Yes you read that right, 5am!) I, unfortunately, couldn’t stop myself from crying. It was an extremely emotional moment, seeing my brother off into the unknown, but I’m glad that he will be safe out there. I am going to miss him an awful lot. After all he is my little brother (It’s only by 2 minutes but I’m still older) and me and him have been pretty much been a constant in each other’s lives, and so him being 4,600 miles away from the person you grew up with is very hard. He would hate me for calling him my little brother, especially as he is about 6 inches taller than me, but he’s nearly 5,000 miles away, so I’ll just face his wrath over Skype. He said to me he will try and bring me back some” Red Vines”. (If you have ever seen “A Very Potter Musical” and “A Very Potter Sequel” then you’ll understand my excitement over getting this sweetie) He also said he would try and bring us back some “Twinkies” which I am incredibly excited about. To basically round this paragraph up as I appear to be rambling, is that I am so proud of my brother and I hope he has the best time out in America. I will miss him so much while he is out there.

Anywho, not really had much to say today, but I shall write more once I’ve started my new job!

Live long and Prosper

H. x