I'm not crazy, my mother had me tested!

The title is reference to the Bag Bang Theory, I've been watching a lot recently. Debating whether to purchase season 4 because it is just so good.

Not a lot to report, this week has been pretty slow. With my granddad being at home the stress is starting to show. I'm not sure what happened but i think my sister talked back to my granddad (just to be clear on this my sister and I never do this we have so much respect for him that its almost like an unwritten rule. I know this must seem child like but its always been like that). To put it blandly  my mum went ape sh*t and my sister had to stay in her room for the whole afternoon. He goes home in week so it wont be long before I can go downstairs in pjays in the middle of the day and watch movies without squirming if something rude happens.

Book wise I've finished 'the choice' by N.Sparks, inspired by seeing the notebook on DVD.  To be honest I was a bit disappointed. If anyone reads my blogg regular they will know that i usually dedicate a whole entry to a review but this drained me so much that I don't have enough energy. The book left me with the feeling of 'meh'.  Reading Sparks I was expecting a bit more magic after all the hype over him. The book had the feeling of it could have been written by any mills and boons author. I didn't care for the main characters enough and the apparent 'choice'  ( I wont spoil it for you) wasn't shocking, in fact its been used as a soap story line so many times its nearly cliche.   But I'm not giving up I'll give him another shot when I can get my hands on another of his books, as this was the only one they had in my library.

Also reading Chris Bradford's Young Samurai series. I read the first one a while ago and enjoyed it and it was a while before I read the next, and it was probably treble the amount of time when i read the next one. When ever I read these books I aways feel like I'm attempting to go in a cold swimming pool, (I'm not crazy I swear). I don't want to do it, but it will be fine once I'm in. I don't know why its like this, its almost as if I've forgotten how good the series is and don't have the energy to read it. Sometimes I have to trick myself into reading, like when I get into bed and the only book within reach is Young Samurai, so I'll curse and force myself to read it rather than getting out of my warm bed. Now that I've read the third one I assumed that it would be the last one, but to my horror I've found out there are 5 more after this! Poor Jack, he is never going to get home to England.   I also feel tricked, its almost as if I now have to read all of them. Grrrrrrr.

At the moment I'm trying to find  Dear John the movie on my laptop but it seems its not to be. I've seen it before but I just wanted to remind myself .

On my 35th square 109 to go.

Listening to 'With a girl like you' not sure who it is by but its from the Boat that rocked soundtrack.

London's calling

So beside the rant about disappointing books I've been pretty busy travelling up and down the country and sailing to Holland to the land of clogs and dope.

Lets start with London, hotel lovely greeted by eager to please Swiss concierge felt a bit uncomfortable by the fact that my eye was watering due to the fact I had just recently just hit myself in the eye with my own belt. Unsure whether to tip or not only had a tenner on me and felt that was a bit much, he probably thinks we are now stuck up oh well.

The Langham was lovely, felt like royalty when we pulled up and a doorman helped me out of the taxi XD One day I will stay at this hotel it was wonderful. A pianist played Pocohontus's colours in the wind' as we ate it under a chandelier. I will never forget it as long as I live

The ballet was a bit of let down due to the fact we felt a bit sickly due to the champagne we gulped down at the Langham, are seats werent that great we were leaning over the bar a lot to see. Giselle just could not compare to the Nutcracker but I guess it was ok for £10. Some of the expressions the ballerinas pulled reminded me of some of the expressions seen in anime which amused me.

The light that Camden once had for me seemed duller this time, maybe it was the fact I didnt have much money but it seemed a little bit less exciting than last time I visited. I don't think it helped that I had a sore nose  from blowing it all day either.

Phantom of the Opera was heart stopping.


Overall it was good trip but I wish I had been feeling better then some of my pictures would have been a bit better as most of them have me looking stiff and fed up. Arrrgh I hate colds!

Talk about Holland another day. Currenty listening to TS - fifteen. There are also  6 mugs and one glass in my room just thought you ought to know.

Septimus Heap

Hiiii haven't updated in a while but in my defence ive been in London and Amsterdam so I've been one busy bunny, but before i ramble about my ramblings I have to discuss this series of books I have read.

The Adventures of Septimus Heap.


Heard of it? No neither had I till since a few days ago. While being stuck in bed with a cold and nothing to read I raided my sister's bookcase and found this.  There are currently 5 books out and I've read 4 of them.

The first two books were quite good and they gave off a spark which suggested that maybe 3 would be just as good, how wrong I was. The whole plot of the first book was charming what with the mix up of babies and the long lost princess. I found that it was a nice stroke of Sage's to make the the main character seem insignificant and cowardly throughout the first half but then find his feet and reclaim his name.

I liked the character of Marcia, strong willed wizard who is not intimated easily this is definitely refreshing but was slightly disappointed when in the second book she seems just childish and silly refusing to see Septimus point of view.

I sympathised with the character of Merrin he had spent the whole of his life been told his name was Septimus Heap it was'nt his fault, he was bound to feel some bitterness to the real Septimus but I can only roll my eyes at his stupidity and his constant repetitiveness of making the same mistake other and other again   (of siding with the biggest bully in the play ground).

My favourite character was Simon Heap. I know too much about sibling jealously not to connect with him. He's hurt and annoyed that his younger long lost brother has been handed everything on a plate, I mean wouldn't you be if you had studied for years?  Maybe it was a bit extreme to pull the skeleton of your brother's arch enemy out of the water but people have done stranger things. I've read on forums that people have type cast him as the typical bad guy that waits to long to kill their enemies. I can't believe that Simon would have ever of killed Jenna he would have let go at the last minute.  He also genuinely loves the stubborn Lucy Gringe whose father is the mean gate keeper. His devotion is sweet and was the only thing i read about during book 5 the rest  I skipped.

I didnt read book 3 as my sister didn't have it but if it was anything like book 4 and book 5 I am glad I missed it out. Sage seems to running out of ideas and recycling old ones. Something goes missing main character goes off to find them not before calling on sister or aunt to let them know what has happened, something old nemesis appears something unrelated happens blah blah blah *yawn* they have to travel somewhere and then come back, and then anti climax ending where a lot doesn't happen.  I found myself scan reading most of the dialogue as a lot of it seemed unnecessary.

As the books go on the main characters seems to become more self righteous and more predictable is this Ms Sage's idea of character development?!?? As I would certainly not want to hang around with them in real life.

The illustrations in the book are lovely and I always looked forward to seeing the next one but they were always seemed to be repeated in other chapters. Was this laziness or way to cut expenses in the publishing department?? It would have been nice to see a new one in every chapter.

Another thing I liked was the catchup chapter they did it at the end where she told you what happened to less important characters which I thought was a nice touch.

I've read the reviews and have been surprised to see that there have been comparisons made to Harry Potter. Lets get things straight, when I first read HP i roared with laughter, after many rereads I still have a good chuckle. When I first read this i gave a weak smile and even if I did reread i hardly think that even a muscle would twitch in my face. Nothing can compare to HP NOTHING!!. HP is so easy to read you can just sit there and realise you've read a chapter without a blink of an eye. But with this it sometimes felt as if I was swimming in treacle.

Maybe I'm being a bit harsh they are targeted towards 12 year olds and maybe as a 12 year old I would have  like it more. I just think Sage should have stopped at number 2!

As indivudally books the first 2 books get 3.5 stars out of 5
4 and 5 get one star out 5

Worth a read I guess if you got long train journey but its not a Rowling classic by any margin.

let them eat cake

So apart from staying up late and watching trashy movies, what else have I been doing?

Hmmmm honestly not a lot.  I'm loosing the motivation I first had to find a decent job, and the one I have at the moment it really getting me down. Don't get me wrong I actually like making things like clothes and knitting things, I just don't like some of the people I work with.

But the next few weeks should be promising its my birthday a week on Friday so apart from turning the dreaded 20 I'll be going to London, and spending money I haven't got. The Tuesday after I'll be going on a mini cruise to Amsterdam, apparently a wander through the red light district is needed as well as a stop as a space cake cafe, but after much consideration I've decided not to go to the dark side, so for now ill stick to the regular kind and just laugh at my friend.

Hopefully I'll have a cake something like this it looks soo yummmmm

On the blanket side of things I have knitted 31 out of 144 I might finish this time next year.

The Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift

Last night I watched this film not out of a particular desire, just simply because it was set in Tokyo and there was nothing else on. I was hoping for a few view shots of the city and centre and that was it, surprisingly it didn't suck as much as I thought it would do.

I'm not really into action flicks but I thought I'd give it a chance. The story is nearly A typical of action flicks. Troubled teen is sent to a new school where he immediately meets a new enemy and starts to like his girlfriend. He finds some kind of sport to challenge and the enemy and also gains a group of supporters on the way (usually containing some kind of teacher on the way (it also helps if the teacher has some kind of tragic past of his own usually failed achievements so he usually channels his lost dreams through his student)).  The girlfriend ummms and arrrss over this troubled soul and usually secretly befriends him and then falls in love with him over his roguish ways. The enemy finds out there are several battle scenes where the each side seems to have the upper hand and eventually the troubled teen wins overcoming some great emotional obstacle.

Yer basically when you've see one you've mostly seen them all.  There were some refreshing new things that I did like.

• One it was set in Japan so I got to see some panning shots of the city centre. 
• Two it was amusing to see the main character make some social faux pas in Japanese society the shoe incident when he went to school did make me smile. 
• Three I liked two of the supporting cast I think they were called Reiko and Earl, it would have been nice to see a bit of character development as they seem prime examples of car nerds.
• Fourth (yes there is a fourth reason , even I was surprised)  it actually got me interested in cars. I know I was shocked to! I started to think actually drifting looks kinda cool and the cars look awesome.

However there were things that did annoy me the damsel in distress, Neela could apparently drift but you barely saw any of this. It would have been a nice twist if she could have raced the bad guy at the end and won instead but that would have damaged men's egos to much probably.  What also annoyed me was she barely spoke any Japanese I know she was supposed to be half Australian but still... She was also too waif like she didnt stand up for herself just let the two males fight over her. It would have been different if she had just parted from both of them and gone on to be a better drifter then both of them, but then that would have not been the stereotypical character for these kind of films would it.

The main character Sean annoyed me so much I was gritting my teeth. For starters Japanese school uniform did not suit him at all, and secondly his accent  drove me up the wall. It sounded like some lame impression of a Texas drawl it was awful. If that's what he sounds like in real life, my apologizes but I don't think I could listen to him for a long time in real life.

  Another thing the character he is supposed to be playing is a 17 year old. With my experience 17 years olds are thin, lanky and are JUST emerging from awkward phases. This actor is no where near that, hes tall muscular confident and looks about 35. I don't why American TV does this, they place people who are in the 30's and 20's into teen roles. It took me ages to figure out why teenagers in America looked so mature and spotless compared to British teenagers.


So overall I give it 2*'s out of 5*. It was a nice change to see a completely different cultural shift but as expected with all the macho mechanics thrown in. Won't be watching again, just not for me.

Baby the stars shine so bright

Eventually got around to changing my blog around a bit, not that I have a good excuse or anything its just down to laziness again. Do you like the changes? I do. The title comes from a new Taylor Swift song I heard recently which I love and couldn't agree with more.  You cant turn on the news without seeing someone bitch about  someone else over their choices in their life. Just let it go!  These kind of people wind me so bad that I end up doing the opposite of what I want to do just to please them.

 I care to much about what people think. I'm obsessed with being left out that sometimes I don't stand up for myself. Sometimes I think I just lay down just to make it easier for them. It sounds really stupid doesn't?   Let me try and explain if for instance I had an invitation to go to a party with a friend and I found out she did something really mean to me the week before. I'd probably forgive them really quickly just so I didn't have to go to the party on my own. That is how pathetic I can be. The thought of being on my own in a big social gathering terrifies me. Eating alone at school, having no one to sit next to in class prevented me from staying mad at anyone for long. I'm getting better at being alone that much uni gave me last year. But I still hate confrontation  I will always avoid it  all costs, maybe I need to be a bit more aggressive and grab the bull by the horns.....next time I'll have a try but will avoid wearing red.


I changed my background as well. I love stars there so ....... I don't think I can put into words what I think of them but I'm always slightly comforted by them. No matter what happens they will always be there (ok I grant you they may fade when they've burnt all their gas up, but that's not going to happen in my life time).

No matter how rich or poor I get the stars they will always be there. You probably think I'm getting a bit sentimentally but I think its quite a sobering thought, I could be so poor that I would have to sell the shoes on my feet but there would still be the stars in the sky. As well as my immortal soul these things would be the only thing that truly belonged to me.

A friend of mine once told me that a friend of hers who used to live in China couldn't see the stars where she used to live because of the smog. This is one of the saddest things I have heard in my whole life, seeing the stars is basic human right and it breaks my heart that some people have never seen one.  If one day smog descends on the whole world then that will be the day I pack my bags and hitch hike to space I don't think I could live in a world where you can't wish on a star.

Knowing me knowing you ah-haa

Apologise for the late update, I didn't fall off the planet nor was I too drunk off Christmas drink that I no longer could control my limbs to switch on the computer *sadly*.  I just got a bit lazy and couldn't be bothered to write anything.

This usually happens after awhile once I've found something cool to occupy my time. For instance I once found this site where you found pen pals in different countries to write to. awesome right? After finding someone who didn't look a complete psycho I sent them a letter to Australia. Many weeks later, letter didn't arrive and my pen pal asked for another one by this time I'd got fed up and and didn't reply. Bad manners I know but the person in question had a lot of other pen pals so I'm sure she got over it. Plus the fact we didn't have much in common and she had a strange obsession with a member of Boyzone. I think it was more of 'oh lookie a letter from Oz look how cultured I am' kind of thing.

Same thing happened with neo pets and yahoo answers and to some extent facebook. I hardly update any more as I've lost interest in it as most posts seem to consist of ' I had an amazing night with blank and blank' or one of my faves is 'I love blank so much hezzzz the best he makes my world complete' *vomit*. Im sorely tempted to delete my account as most friends could contact me via skype twitter mobile or email. Its not as if I would have disappeared off the planet, but there's also the panic that you'll find your self alienated because you dont have facebook. It is also handy to get photos off people too. I shall have to think further on this.

Anyway back to Christmas it was enjoyable but a bit samish, apart from the Eve where two of my friends and I went to the midnight mass. Before hand I got my self into a bit of state of worry as it must be at least 8 years since I have been Church. But it wasn't to bad as my friend Jess hadn't been in ages either. I believe we all agreed not to get blessed as non of us had been confirmed but for the life of me I don't know why my friend Charlotte came all over spiritual and suddenly said she was getting blessed, and because Jess does whatever Charlotte does she went to, not wanting to sit there like a lemon I joined in, and thus I had a tug of war with the vicar over the holy wine not wanting to make it any more awkward then it was I just made a slurping noise and hope that it was enough.

On our way out the vicar shook our hands and said something that I didn't catch so I just replied Merry Christmas which he looked a bit alarmed. Oh well. A passer by took our photo beside the church as it rang out midnight which was very nice, although the picture itself was good of my friends but of me it has my fringe all over my face making me look sweaty and awful so I wont be posting it any time soon.

New Year was spent with Naomi watching Star wars trilogy which was ok we brought in the New Year by dancing wildly to KP's California Girls (very fitting).

New Year's resolution:
- join a defence class (chances of doing this 10 chances of keeping it up 4)
- learning japanese kana (chances of doing this 10 chances of keeping it up 7 ish)
- learning to draw ( chances of doing this 10 chances of keeping it up 9 as i really want to get better)
- learning to play music again (chances of doing this 6 I have to find the lead for keyboard first)



I am thinking of changing the title of this blog as its just a bit to standard and I will soon no longer be a teenager *cries* The inspiration muses are not with me right now so I will have to be more creative later!

ta ta for now