Our first vlog. Comment, view, rate, like, whatever you do on YouTube these days 🙂
EDIT: I’m opening up a Q&A! So, go on answer me any questions you want. Idea originally from Portia @MrPigeon
It’s that time of the year again. FESTIVAL TIME.
This year I’m going to Wireless Festival with two of my friends in July. Mutay was supposed to come along as well, but she couldn’t make it because of school. Wireless Festival is going to be so cool and I’m pretty psyched because P!nk is headlining the event. July 2nd 2010 cannot come any sooner!
School started back today, except I didn’t have to go in because there was no point in going to my English lesson because my teacher would bust a nut because I haven’t completed my coursework and because of the late start we only would have had a half hour lesson anyway and my Media Studies teacher wasn’t in either. I think my Media teacher may be stuck in Hawaii because of the whole Icelandic volcano ash thing going on over here and how the flights have all be cancelled and he went there for his honeymoon (the fact that he is now married creeps the hell out of me.). If that’s the case the, SHIT FUCK BOLLOCKS. My class need him to complete out coursework and our deadline is the end of the month. Or it could be that he just wasn’t in. That to.
Mutay and I are vlogging on Wednesday. I’m EXCITED. Obviously we have questions to be answered and stuff but I want some natural comedy to come in there too. Hopefully, it won’t be too bad.
No updates on the certain guy situation except he did leave an offline message saying he was REALLY sorry but he’s just been busy. I’m glad I didn’t push it like last time (that’s a whole different story for another blog post which involved me being a n00b and sending a message that wasn’t meant for him and blah blah blah) but I still think we need to talk. Properly.
I watched ‘The Other Boleyn Girl’ today (instead of doing some work, like I intended to do) and I really liked it. Anne Boleyn was portrayed as such a bitch in this film, though. She was the one who got Henry to annul his marriage with Catherine of Aragon and break away from the church. She was a woman on a mission. Obviously, there were some bits that were historically incorrect like the fact that Anne Boleyn’s sister, Mary, may have been older than Anne and not younger than her like the film suggests. Also, the film portrays Mary as sexually inexperienced when in fact she was a consort to the king of France. Wikipedia can tell you so much. ‘The Other Boleyn Girl’ was also a book and I’ve ordered it off Amazon (£1.99, bargain!). It looks quite interesting.
Speaking of books, I’ve been procrastinating and not reading my prescribed texts from school and instead have just finished reading ‘I Was Jane Austen’s Best Friend, A Secret Diary’ by Cora Harrison. It’s about Jane Austen’s cousin, Jenny Cooper (who was actually Jane Cooper but the author didn’t want two Jane’s), who keeps a diary about everything that happens in her life and Jane Austen is her best friend. She falls in love with a Captain Williams and gets married when she is only sixteen! Whirlwind romance, much? I’ve also got ‘The Lady Elizabeth’ by Alison Weir to read. So much historical fiction. I love it!
In one of those whimsical moments I came up with a short story (when I say short, I mean short not like two or three pages than some people like to write – that to me constitutes as a chapter and they may as well write a book) which you can check out below or here.[spoiler]
Yliana wasn’t happy. For most of her life she had gotten what she had wanted but right at this moment, things didn’t seem to be going her way. She was supposed to be with William, right now, but because of her father and his silly notion of wanting to appear more noble than he actually was, Yliana was forced to stay were she was.
Why couldn’t her father see that William was the one who made her happy? Not some stuck-up nobleman who just so happened to own a large piece of land and had just been named heir to a fortune left by his uncle. Why couldn’t her father see that money wasn’t everything?
Yliana had made up her mind. She’d run away. She was an only child. There would be no one to miss her, surely. Well, there was the small exception of her mother but to be fair she had looked after her for almost 20 years now. Yliana had to go out and make a life for herself, hopefully with William.
She could just imagine it now. They would live in the deep of the countryside and have three small children running around and playing to their hearts content. She’d get up in the morning and collect the eggs from the hen houses and cook breakfast for her husband and children, and whilst her husband was working one of his many poems or writing the start of a novel that they both knew he would never finish she would be teaching their children all sorts of things. Like, how the world works and teaching them their alphabet. And in the evening they would all gather around the fire and she would play the piano and her children and William would all sing heartily along.
Yliana sighed at the picture. She wanted this. She needed this. She didn’t want to be stuck here, miserable. She wanted to be happy.
Yliana sent for her servant to get her some parchment, ink and quill.
She’d start the letter to her father, right now.