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is it sad that i walk around keeping my eyes peeled for anything dentistry related? nah, i don't think so either

Everything aches

My knees squeak, my back aches and my shoulders sag.

Perhaps badminton 3 times a week isn't the best idea. Or maybe i should start doing yoga.... :/


ouchy it hurts to walk upstairs

I'm glad i've grown out of this stage

Love can wait

Lately it seems that everywhere I turn people are in love.

-Every book i pick up has some romantic, epic love component.
-Every film or tv show has stunning romantic quests.
-Just walking down the street- hands are held, lips meet, clandestine lovers' smiles are shared.

None of which I can remotely relate to...

So I've just been sitting here thinking about life and love. Have i not lived life to the full unless i've been in love? Is that the purpose of life?

Also why the continued focus on lovers' love? Is the love one feels for their family and friends less important or powerful than the love felt for one's 'soulmate'.

I am only 19. I am in no rush to find 'the one'. In fact the more i think and walk through life's haze- i realize that perhaps it is more trouble than it is worth. Why is everyone so desperate to find 'the one'? Why can't you be just as happy being an independent person? I had a conversation with a friend about this the other day- not many people live their lives intending to stay alone forever. Why not?

The other day i had an epiphany of sorts. A massive, air purifying epiphany. I had a sudden clarity about what i wanted from life and myself. Most certainly i have realised that if i am not 100% content and sure about who i am within myself- how could i have any hope of dedicating so much time and devotion to a significant other?

Just ramblings from a thoughtful mind.

Graceling By Kristin Cashore

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You might wonder why a blog post at this hour? I literally just finished reading 'Graceling' by Kristin Cashore. Since the events, characters and phrases from the book keep echoing and resonating around in my mind i feel that i must post about it now. Otherwise i may never sleep and hope to wake in time (im supposed to be up in approximately 3 hours...) for uni. 

I enjoy the buzz so much of being thoroughly sucked into a story- even now my mind is racing with the crazy adventures Katsa endured :) So i wont say too much for fear of spoiling a brilliant read for future fans.

I picked up the book 3 days ago i believe- and haven't been able to set it down ever since. If you don't believe me- see if you can get hold of it. It didn't take me long to get sucked in (about 2 chapters i'd say).

It features an interesting notion of people gifted with a grace and one kick-ass heroine- which reminded me a little bit of the book 'Poison Study' by Maria V. Snyder (which features Yelena- another very strong lead). In fact now i think about it- i'm mostly drawn to stories with independent and strong female lead characters. No wonder 'A Thousand Splendid Suns' bugged me so much... I hate reading about struggling women. Interesting self-discovery...

Anyway back to main point of this post: if you can get your hands on this book i would definitely recommend it: effortless prose, descriptive landscapes, compelling characters and a plot that is ever evolving- always engaging. Splendid job Kristin Cashore

Vogue Fashion Night Out

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Another year of Vogue's Fashion Night Out with my sister i think it's beginning to become a bit of a tradition :)

We arrived a lot earlier this time- starting off in Green Park (DKNY, Chanel and Coach) and then heading toward Oxford Circus (Selfridges, GAP, Topshop). It's exciting- like one big fashion party, with all the usual high street shops pumping out music and handing out popcorn and drinks for free.

Also i fulfilled the 'note to myself' (previous post)- of buying more shoes- today i bought 2 shoes from Topshop. It came to just under £50 all together- so feeling pretty pleased with myself. =)

Glee has done the Fashion Night Out video this year- which is just too good not to post!

I made my mom a cake for her Birthday this year

Below i have posted pictures so the steps of cake decorating can be explained in a visual medium- which i'm sure is preferable to a written one in this instance. Anyway i shan't be making another cake for a while since this one took about 5 hours and a lot of effort. It was worth it in the end though i have to say! :) The actual recipe for the cake was a chocoloate loaf cake recipe from Nigella Lawson's 'How to be a Domestic Goddess' cook book. I then put it into a circular cake dish instead (and i think i doubled the recipe...). Anyway the exciting parts of it were actually whipping the cream (from double cream)- which i've never done since now. And making the marzipan roses of course. Anyway hope you like the cake =) 

maybe i should stop sharing so much.... lol

The Umbrella

I'm thinking maybe it's about time i started bringing an umbrella round with me again. You know the season's changing

The nap

I had a 4 hour nap when i got home from uni today. Just thought you'd like to know :)

This is absolute brilliance

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Writing for the Theatre

" Beware of the writer who puts forward his concern for you to embrace, who leaves you in no doubt of his worthiness, his usefulness, his altruism, who declares that his heart is in the right place, and ensures that it can be seen in full view, a pulsating mass where his characters ought to be. What is presented, so much of the time, as a body of active and positive thought is in fact a body lost in a prison of empty definition and cliche. "

-excerpt from a speech made by Harold Pinter at the 

National Student Drama Festival in Bristol in 1962

9am start tomorrow... which means a 6:30am wake up for me. and it's currently 1:15am. nice.....

note to self: go to bed earlier

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First Day of School!

So today was my first day back at uni- starting 2nd year. Admittedly i didn't share little Nemo's enthusiasm for the first day of school. Not too pleased to have to wake up at 6:30am- and the 30 minute frantic turning upside down of my house, in order to locate the whereabouts of my misplaced oyster card. Shortly followed by the oh-so-fun run in the rain in desperation not to be late for the very first day back...

1 hour of standing on the tube, bumping into people and furiously checking my watch later...

I found myself in the lecture theatre beneath the hospital listening to 2 hours worth of introductory lectures. (yay.... -_-)

By afternoon i was falling asleep in a lecture regarding salivary glands and their respective secretions- only to wake up with my friend's phone staring me in the face (as she tried to sneakily catch a shot of me asleep- bumhead).

Even amidst all the "fun" involved in being back to studies i must admit that i really missed that place! With it's unpolished walls and ridiculously hot theatre rooms. I love being a uni student! :D

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Baby Dreams?

So recently i've been having a multitude of dreams all featuring babies. Now when this happened to Clare in 'The Time Traveler's Wife'- by Audrey Niffenegger it was obvious to the reader that she very much desired a child.

But i am only 19 years old, still- i like to believe- in the prime of my youth. So why all the baby dreams? I always awake from the dream feeling a little upset that it isn't true....

What is happening to me?!??

Rise of the Planet of the Apes

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Probably one of the greatest films i've seen in a really really long time! and the soundtrack was incredible! (provided below for your listening pleasure)

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A Thousand Splendid Suns

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Just finished reading this today (don't worry this post doesn't contain spoilers for those interested in reading the book). 

I must say that even though i found the book immensely powerful, thought provoking and moving- i did experience a flush of relief when I finally turned the last page over. The plight of the women in this book are a little distressing and i have found i prefer compelling stories with strong, stubborn, powerful heroines who can backchat with clever, sarcastic comments.

Hosseini has an obvious gift for writing and storytelling. It is an easy story to get sucked into and i found the characters and events very believable- perhaps a little too believable... at one point i remember realising i had been sitting clenching a fistful of my dress in absolute dismay- over the events that were presently occuring in the book. 

Would i recommend it? Absolutely- i was so touched, i recount turning over the last page of the book, my eyes full of tears- blinking furiously to keep them at bay. Splendid job Hosseini.

This was supposed to be Taylor Momsen, but since it bears absolutely no resemblance to her- i usually refrain from telling people that.... but i still kind of like how it turned out