Well, hey there! Who are you again? Yeah, sorry guys, I know it's been a while, and to be perfectly honest, I have no excuse for you. But... here I am now, and I guess that's what counts, right?
(psst, stop lying yo)
Anyway, I am here today to give you a little... lift off. Houston, I'm here to solve your problems.
School has been... school. It's stupid because people are telling you that being a teenager is meant to be the best part of your life; it's meant to be the point in your life where you discover who you are, and what you want to do with the rest of it. But they never told us that it came with a price. How can you have a life if you're being pressured to get good grades? How can we live right now if we're being forced to think about the future at such a young age; an age which most of the older generation remember so differently.
Yes, I am sick of adults stereotyping us; saying that all kids drink, do drugs, don't pay attention in class or WHATEVER. But I'm also sick of people telling kids to grow up; why can't we just be kids for a little bit longer? I don't want to think about mortgages or taxes, I just wish I could think about the normal, 'teenagery' stuff.
And the worst part? Us teenagers are used to it. Everything we see and do goes towards our future. We are walking down a tunnel and only seeing the end of it; we aren't seeing the little exits along the side. We aren't seeing that happiness is more important than worrying about our future.
To be alive and to live are two completely different things. And, sadly, we cannot have both. This makes me angry; adults see us as being lazy and 'this isn't what it was like back in the day'. Well, you know what? Back in the day, with your hot pants and NSYNC merch, things were easier. Just because you were a teenager once does not mean in any way that being a teenager now is the same thing.
We've got it hard. And we've just got to deal with it.
(I have just realised that I didn't start this post with the intention of ranting. I meant to encourage you guys. Whoops. Should we start again?)
And now? Three weeks of freedom (except not really, cause revision... shhh) and I intend to live, and not just be alive. I am making the most of this holiday because it's the last one before exams.
My advice to you? Well, I've realised that this post is going everywhere, but here I am; about to give you advice...
If there's anything to take away from this post:
LIVE, DON'T JUST BE ALIVE.
I've said this loads today, but only because I mean it. I am sick of seeing no point in learning about competition in animals, or why 9 to the power 0 is 1 (Why? Just why?).
As I said, I am here to be your Houston. Your lift off. Whatever, anyway, that's not my point. My point is that we all work so hard, we are all expected to work so hard, and at the same time, we are expected to take on other responsibilities, being questioned by those older than us as if we are a different species.
I'm not saying school isn't important; because it is. And, sadly, without it, we're off to the land of nowhere. But I am saying that school isn't the most important thing that a teenager (or anyone, for that matter) needs to think about.
We're now in the Easter Holidays. And this long break is the perfect time to think about what is important to us. And please do NOT let it be school.
Another way of saying it:
To be alive is to have your lungs working.
To live is to feel something in your heart.
(Please breath, though. That's kind of important.)
Fly On, soon it will be over. I promise.
Luce xx
PS: The song for today is called Lose It by Oh Wonder. I've chosen it because I first heard it at 1am, and immediately I got up and started dancing. Yes: on my own. On my bed. In the dark. Shut up. Also, it is perfectly suited for today. In my opinion, it's just about forgetting everything and losing yourself in the moment. I hope I can do that.
PPS: Thank you so much for sticking by me! I'm so sorry for not updating!
PPPS: This is all going to be worth it. Seriously, I know that at the minute it probably seems like loads of work, too much homework and not enough free time. And I hate to say it, but it's probably not going to get a lot better in the next few years. But we can do everything in our power to make it worthwhile, and to make it as stress-free as possible. (Yes, Mum)
Honestly, though, you're doing so great. So it's okay to have a break once in a while. Please do.
Wednesday, 30 March 2016
Saturday, 2 January 2016
So I listened to my feet, for once...
Hello!
So, I've now been off school for a week- but almost everyone else in the country broke up for the holidays yesterday.
What are you going to do with yourself? I always tell myself that I've got to do something new and exciting- and I try to stick to it.
Well, I discovered a new TV show- that's pretty exciting, right? It's called The 100 (you might have heard of it: maybe, maybe not...) and it is honestly the best thing ever...
Basically, there was a nuclear war on Earth, and all it's surviving habitants fleed into space- where they survived and reproduced on a huge spaceship called The Ark. Three generations later, they want to see if Earth is breathable and liveable. So, of course, they send 100 of it's teenage delinquents (they haven't really got a lot left to lose) to test the Earth out, in an attempt to redeem themselves of whatever crime they've committed. A lot happens from there, and you can only find out it you watch it...
Seriously, it's good!
Now, what I'm about to say might be slightly hypocritical, because I know that in the past, I've struggled to keep to this.
It's Christmas, you've got three weeks. In those three weeks, don't just sit about on your laptop with a blanket, eating popcorn and crying (which is exactly what I'm doing right now, might I add...)
Adventure is just around the corner, if you're willing to look for it.
Go out! Do things you'd never expect you'd do. Try something new. Make friends. Make memories.
Do something that you won't want to forget.
Tomorrow, I plan on doing something extraordinary.
Then I plan on adventure.
And then, who knows about that?
You do what you want to do, you go where it feels right to go. You smile. You laugh. You enjoy this holiday, because next year, I will be revising for my mock exams (ew)- and then?
Then my life is over.
Fly on, and let your heart follow your feet...
Luce xx
PS: I need to add to this.
I wrote this three weeks ago.
I didn't post it because I thought- let's see how one post can go in three weeks?
Let's see where my feet take me.
And boy, has it been an adventure...
I've been to lots of places, I've actually talked to people, I've done things I never would have last year.
For example, I've been to Edinburgh...
I've actually kept a conversation going with a complete stranger for more than two months...
I've been outside, I've smiled, I have done so much!
That's only a small part of it!
I actually lived.
I haven't jumped off a cliff and survived, I haven't skinny dipped, I haven't made a pizza the size of my bedroom. I haven't done any of the wild and crazy things that you see in a movie or read in a book.
I did the little things. I survived. And, boy, I made memories I'm never going to forget.
Now it's New Year's Eve, and I've got approximately half an hour left to confess all my sins, or to appreciate what I've been through this year, or whatever cheesy things people always try to do.
I confess that I love food. I confess that I love sleep.
I confess that I can sometimes be a little awkward, a little selfish, a little moody, a little out of place.
I confess that a lot of the time, I don't even know what I'm doing.
(I confess that I have no idea where my confessions are going, just so you know...)
I confess that this year has been the best so far. I confess that this year, I've done things I never would have done this time last year. I confess that this year, I've jumped out of my comfort zone and I have done lots of new things (crazy things, yes, stupid things, yes- but they are all things, and these things I am proud of).
I confess that I don't want to let this go. Not just yet. And I confess that, I am more grateful for everything and everyone than I let on.
And God, whatever happens in 2016- I won't be ready for it, I know that for sure. But I'm going to go with it, because that's what Kanye would do.
(Looking back at this- yes, I am from the future- I realise that the Kanye thing might have been a silly thing to say, but, it's a new year- and the past is the past, my friend...)
So here's to good times, and to even better ones that are coming my way.
We're watching the Big Ben thing now. And now it's midnight (happy new year, by the way). I can hear the fireworks go off from outside- all of my neighbour's are celebrating (even though all of them are like 3 years old)
Literally all I can think is- this fireworks show's gone on forever, hasn't it? It lasted about fifteen minutes. And then when it's over, I stay up a little while after.
I think, I've got to do something this year. I've got to make something, or just something that will make me remember 2016.
And then I found Pinterest (the holy grail of amazing ideas that we try but they always end up looking like a run over hedgehog or something). So, the thing I'm going to do in 2016 is...
Every day, I'm going to take a picture. It can be of anything, it doesn't have to be of great importance. But then I'm going to put it together in a photo album and see everything in one place. The whole year in one book. It sounds weird, but I'm looking forward to it.
And ack, school is almost here, and then I have to face homework and tests again. But then again, I have 2016. I have literally the whole year ahead of me.
So enjoy it!
Fly on, you've got 365 days to do it...
Luce xx
Happy New Year, everyone.
Make mistakes!
(But don't forget to laugh about them...)
So, I've now been off school for a week- but almost everyone else in the country broke up for the holidays yesterday.
What are you going to do with yourself? I always tell myself that I've got to do something new and exciting- and I try to stick to it.
Well, I discovered a new TV show- that's pretty exciting, right? It's called The 100 (you might have heard of it: maybe, maybe not...) and it is honestly the best thing ever...
Basically, there was a nuclear war on Earth, and all it's surviving habitants fleed into space- where they survived and reproduced on a huge spaceship called The Ark. Three generations later, they want to see if Earth is breathable and liveable. So, of course, they send 100 of it's teenage delinquents (they haven't really got a lot left to lose) to test the Earth out, in an attempt to redeem themselves of whatever crime they've committed. A lot happens from there, and you can only find out it you watch it...
Seriously, it's good!
Now, what I'm about to say might be slightly hypocritical, because I know that in the past, I've struggled to keep to this.
It's Christmas, you've got three weeks. In those three weeks, don't just sit about on your laptop with a blanket, eating popcorn and crying (which is exactly what I'm doing right now, might I add...)
Adventure is just around the corner, if you're willing to look for it.
Go out! Do things you'd never expect you'd do. Try something new. Make friends. Make memories.
Do something that you won't want to forget.
Tomorrow, I plan on doing something extraordinary.
Then I plan on adventure.
And then, who knows about that?
You do what you want to do, you go where it feels right to go. You smile. You laugh. You enjoy this holiday, because next year, I will be revising for my mock exams (ew)- and then?
Then my life is over.
Fly on, and let your heart follow your feet...
Luce xx
PS: I need to add to this.
I wrote this three weeks ago.
I didn't post it because I thought- let's see how one post can go in three weeks?
Let's see where my feet take me.
And boy, has it been an adventure...
I've been to lots of places, I've actually talked to people, I've done things I never would have last year.
For example, I've been to Edinburgh...
I've actually kept a conversation going with a complete stranger for more than two months...
I've been outside, I've smiled, I have done so much!
That's only a small part of it!
I actually lived.
I haven't jumped off a cliff and survived, I haven't skinny dipped, I haven't made a pizza the size of my bedroom. I haven't done any of the wild and crazy things that you see in a movie or read in a book.
I did the little things. I survived. And, boy, I made memories I'm never going to forget.
Now it's New Year's Eve, and I've got approximately half an hour left to confess all my sins, or to appreciate what I've been through this year, or whatever cheesy things people always try to do.
I confess that I love food. I confess that I love sleep.
I confess that I can sometimes be a little awkward, a little selfish, a little moody, a little out of place.
I confess that a lot of the time, I don't even know what I'm doing.
(I confess that I have no idea where my confessions are going, just so you know...)
I confess that this year has been the best so far. I confess that this year, I've done things I never would have done this time last year. I confess that this year, I've jumped out of my comfort zone and I have done lots of new things (crazy things, yes, stupid things, yes- but they are all things, and these things I am proud of).
I confess that I don't want to let this go. Not just yet. And I confess that, I am more grateful for everything and everyone than I let on.
And God, whatever happens in 2016- I won't be ready for it, I know that for sure. But I'm going to go with it, because that's what Kanye would do.
(Looking back at this- yes, I am from the future- I realise that the Kanye thing might have been a silly thing to say, but, it's a new year- and the past is the past, my friend...)
So here's to good times, and to even better ones that are coming my way.
We're watching the Big Ben thing now. And now it's midnight (happy new year, by the way). I can hear the fireworks go off from outside- all of my neighbour's are celebrating (even though all of them are like 3 years old)
Literally all I can think is- this fireworks show's gone on forever, hasn't it? It lasted about fifteen minutes. And then when it's over, I stay up a little while after.
I think, I've got to do something this year. I've got to make something, or just something that will make me remember 2016.
And then I found Pinterest (the holy grail of amazing ideas that we try but they always end up looking like a run over hedgehog or something). So, the thing I'm going to do in 2016 is...
Every day, I'm going to take a picture. It can be of anything, it doesn't have to be of great importance. But then I'm going to put it together in a photo album and see everything in one place. The whole year in one book. It sounds weird, but I'm looking forward to it.
And ack, school is almost here, and then I have to face homework and tests again. But then again, I have 2016. I have literally the whole year ahead of me.
So enjoy it!
Fly on, you've got 365 days to do it...
Luce xx
Happy New Year, everyone.
Make mistakes!
(But don't forget to laugh about them...)
Saturday, 12 December 2015
Guess Who's Back, Back, Back...
Agh! It's almost been two months! God, so long and I really can't apologise enough.
I need to say a big huge sorry to everyone who has been reading my blog. I have been so so busy that I just haven't had the time to tell you about anything.
So, here goes, a huge catch up. As I'm writing this, it's snowing and it's now my first official day of the Christmas Holidays...
But how'd I get there?
I'll start on the first weekend of November. Me and my friend (who's blog is here, and it's totally amazing and you should check it out. Actually, saying that, it's probably only you who's reading this- and it's probably not a good thing to be stalking your own blog, so hey...)- we went to the zoo. It was so much fun!
I mean, it's great to spend time with family- but actually being there with a friend was a completely new experience. I had so much fun, and the whole weekend was a blast.
Then came school- which was the hardest part. That is what has been taking up my life for the past six weeks. School. Homework. Tests. Repeat. It's so boring, and now it's getting a lot harder. I mean, two hours AT LEAST per night of homework. Who would want to do that to us?
Of course, with that there have been many happy memories. And I have to say that the best ones came this week. The last week of term.
Have you ever seen those really adorable quotes on Tumblr about friendship? How everyone is so close, and most people wish they were that Tumblr? This week, everyone's Tumblr dreams have come true.
We're all so close, and it's amazingly adorable. We had a party in the dark, we did Just Dance (where we totally broke the rules but who cares?) we went bowling, we gave out Christmas presents... Need I go on?
So I just wanted to take a moment to say thank you. And I guess that my message for you all in today's post is that whatever the hell is going on with your life, whatever the hell is going on at school, or at home, or just in general. Although life might seem really really bad or whatever- there's always going to be someone who will just stay there.
For me, there's not just one person. There's twelve of them.
So thank you.
Now I'm off school, and it's snowing, and I plan on having the best Christmas ever. Yes, Netflix is calling. However, this is my last free Christmas, because next year I'll be revising for mocks (ew). So my other message to myself and to anyone who's reading this: make the most of it. Do what you want, go along with things you wouldn't usually, try something new, stay out late, binge watch, just do something new.
Have fun!
God, that sounds so cheesy- and looking back I now see why everyone calls me the 'motivational speaker'. But seriously, don't hold back.
I will try and keep you updated over Christmas. I'll let you know what stupid things I get up to.
Fly on, because nothing (not even snow) should hold you back...
Luce xx
PS: My song of the post is weird, and I would never usually reccomend something like this. But, basically I was watching TFI Friday (the one with Martin Freeman in it) and on the end Idris Elba was on. The wierd thing is, he has an album out- but he doesn't sing on any of the tracks. Well, the first song on that album was on the show and I loved it! Well, actually, I don't like the rap part, but I love the 'yeah' part- if that makes sense. So yeah, check it out, here it is:
Murdah Loves John- Wretch 32 and Tanika
(I can't find it on youtube, but you can get it on Spotify!)
PPS: IT'S SNOWING!!!
PPPS: Hey, if that snow gets on your face, who cares? You are a snow queen, and you are the best snow queen that has ever graced this earth (except from maybe Elsa...)
I need to say a big huge sorry to everyone who has been reading my blog. I have been so so busy that I just haven't had the time to tell you about anything.
So, here goes, a huge catch up. As I'm writing this, it's snowing and it's now my first official day of the Christmas Holidays...
But how'd I get there?
I'll start on the first weekend of November. Me and my friend (who's blog is here, and it's totally amazing and you should check it out. Actually, saying that, it's probably only you who's reading this- and it's probably not a good thing to be stalking your own blog, so hey...)- we went to the zoo. It was so much fun!
I mean, it's great to spend time with family- but actually being there with a friend was a completely new experience. I had so much fun, and the whole weekend was a blast.
Then came school- which was the hardest part. That is what has been taking up my life for the past six weeks. School. Homework. Tests. Repeat. It's so boring, and now it's getting a lot harder. I mean, two hours AT LEAST per night of homework. Who would want to do that to us?
Of course, with that there have been many happy memories. And I have to say that the best ones came this week. The last week of term.
Have you ever seen those really adorable quotes on Tumblr about friendship? How everyone is so close, and most people wish they were that Tumblr? This week, everyone's Tumblr dreams have come true.
We're all so close, and it's amazingly adorable. We had a party in the dark, we did Just Dance (where we totally broke the rules but who cares?) we went bowling, we gave out Christmas presents... Need I go on?
So I just wanted to take a moment to say thank you. And I guess that my message for you all in today's post is that whatever the hell is going on with your life, whatever the hell is going on at school, or at home, or just in general. Although life might seem really really bad or whatever- there's always going to be someone who will just stay there.
For me, there's not just one person. There's twelve of them.
So thank you.
Now I'm off school, and it's snowing, and I plan on having the best Christmas ever. Yes, Netflix is calling. However, this is my last free Christmas, because next year I'll be revising for mocks (ew). So my other message to myself and to anyone who's reading this: make the most of it. Do what you want, go along with things you wouldn't usually, try something new, stay out late, binge watch, just do something new.
Have fun!
God, that sounds so cheesy- and looking back I now see why everyone calls me the 'motivational speaker'. But seriously, don't hold back.
I will try and keep you updated over Christmas. I'll let you know what stupid things I get up to.
Fly on, because nothing (not even snow) should hold you back...
Luce xx
PS: My song of the post is weird, and I would never usually reccomend something like this. But, basically I was watching TFI Friday (the one with Martin Freeman in it) and on the end Idris Elba was on. The wierd thing is, he has an album out- but he doesn't sing on any of the tracks. Well, the first song on that album was on the show and I loved it! Well, actually, I don't like the rap part, but I love the 'yeah' part- if that makes sense. So yeah, check it out, here it is:
Murdah Loves John- Wretch 32 and Tanika
(I can't find it on youtube, but you can get it on Spotify!)
PPS: IT'S SNOWING!!!
PPPS: Hey, if that snow gets on your face, who cares? You are a snow queen, and you are the best snow queen that has ever graced this earth (except from maybe Elsa...)
Friday, 23 October 2015
Pressure, Pressure, Pressure
Hello, it's nice to be back on here again. So much has gone on, and honestly, it's difficult to keep up with it all.
School. School, and, guess what? School. Don't get me wrong, it's great to learn and it's great to get a job and a life and all of that. But I'd also quite like to have a life now. Homework has been ridiculously heavy, over two hours a night. And what's worse is the teachers expect you to do all of this and more. I mean I worked it out that I end up doing school work for about 12 hours of the day. I need to sleep as well, and I need to get out.
It's actually ridiculous. And the amount of tests we have as well, it's like we have no time to learn what we need to know for these tests in the first place.
One of my friends explained this really well. It's like an equation triangle. In one space, you've got homework, another you've got sleep, and in the last one you have a social life. You can't have all three, you can only have to.
So it's either sleep and social life, social life and homework, or the obvious one- homework and sleep.
Luckily, I now have a break. A week, to be exact. And I couldn't be more grateful.
(Of course I have homework to do during this 'break', but hey, let's not get onto that...)
For the first time in a long long time, I feel more grown up than I felt in school, being bossed around by teachers, or ruled by homework. I'm getting a train on my own for the first time, and I know it sounds little but I finally feel responsible for something other than school.
I just wanted to thank everyone who's put up with me. This is harder than I thought it would be, so god knows how we're going to survive the next two years.
Somehow, we'll find a way. I know it.
Fly On, please, just fly on
Luce xx
PS: My song for you this time is Trees by Twenty One Pilots.
PPS: Always remember that you need some down time, get your homework done and everything but please- have a life, have a hobby, have someone. It'll help you.
PPPS: You're doing great, trust me. :)
School. School, and, guess what? School. Don't get me wrong, it's great to learn and it's great to get a job and a life and all of that. But I'd also quite like to have a life now. Homework has been ridiculously heavy, over two hours a night. And what's worse is the teachers expect you to do all of this and more. I mean I worked it out that I end up doing school work for about 12 hours of the day. I need to sleep as well, and I need to get out.
It's actually ridiculous. And the amount of tests we have as well, it's like we have no time to learn what we need to know for these tests in the first place.
One of my friends explained this really well. It's like an equation triangle. In one space, you've got homework, another you've got sleep, and in the last one you have a social life. You can't have all three, you can only have to.
So it's either sleep and social life, social life and homework, or the obvious one- homework and sleep.
Luckily, I now have a break. A week, to be exact. And I couldn't be more grateful.
(Of course I have homework to do during this 'break', but hey, let's not get onto that...)
For the first time in a long long time, I feel more grown up than I felt in school, being bossed around by teachers, or ruled by homework. I'm getting a train on my own for the first time, and I know it sounds little but I finally feel responsible for something other than school.
I just wanted to thank everyone who's put up with me. This is harder than I thought it would be, so god knows how we're going to survive the next two years.
Somehow, we'll find a way. I know it.
Fly On, please, just fly on
Luce xx
PS: My song for you this time is Trees by Twenty One Pilots.
PPS: Always remember that you need some down time, get your homework done and everything but please- have a life, have a hobby, have someone. It'll help you.
PPPS: You're doing great, trust me. :)
Sunday, 27 September 2015
White blood cells, why do you fail me now?
Ahhh, good old blog. Welcome to the time of the year where we go from summer to autumn- and that can only mean one thing.
The flu.
It's been around from the very beginning, and yet we still haven't found a cure. And it's this which makes me question my existence, and the existence of the entire human race.
First, you've got the tissues.
"Oh, what bed? How can I even make my bed if I can't see it? Oh, that's right, there it is; under the mountain of tissues..."
To be honest, I don't think they actually do anything apart from make you look like Rudolph. And they crease really easily- do you know how annoying that is?
Then, you've got the wimps:
(Which is me, but just bear with me, 'kay?)
Apparently, there are two different types of the flu. Regular flu, and man flu.
Regular illness. Macho illness.
BECAUSE THERE'S A DIFFERENCE.
I also got a box of tissues the other day, but no, they weren't regular tissues... They were *drum roll* MAN TISSUES!!!
BECAUSE THERE'S A DIFFERENCE.
This annoys me so much, and I know it's a sort of joke, but when I'm in this critical state of self-doubt and pity- I can't be bothered with man jokes.
The feminist inside of me can't even be bothered to come out and rant about the female influence in the tissue and marketing industry. Don't. Even. Bother.
I almost forgot to mention the fact that you go from feeling like the north pole to goddamn Hawaii.
I ain't messing around with hula skirts, y'all.
No comment, Luce. No comment.
I just want a hug, a blanket, a cup of tea and Netflix. Let's just forget about school.
IF ONLY.
If you see me next week at all: run. Run far, far away. One so that you don't have to hear me rant and two so that you don't catch the plague.
You'll know when to come back because the sneezing will stop.
Fly On, and remember your man size tissues!
Luce the... Goose?
Luce the... Mousse? (Yes, the chocolate pudding)
Luce the...?
Luce
Yeah, Luce
Luce xxx
The flu.
It's been around from the very beginning, and yet we still haven't found a cure. And it's this which makes me question my existence, and the existence of the entire human race.
First, you've got the tissues.
"Oh, what bed? How can I even make my bed if I can't see it? Oh, that's right, there it is; under the mountain of tissues..."
To be honest, I don't think they actually do anything apart from make you look like Rudolph. And they crease really easily- do you know how annoying that is?
Then, you've got the wimps:
(Which is me, but just bear with me, 'kay?)
Apparently, there are two different types of the flu. Regular flu, and man flu.
Regular illness. Macho illness.
BECAUSE THERE'S A DIFFERENCE.
I also got a box of tissues the other day, but no, they weren't regular tissues... They were *drum roll* MAN TISSUES!!!
BECAUSE THERE'S A DIFFERENCE.
This annoys me so much, and I know it's a sort of joke, but when I'm in this critical state of self-doubt and pity- I can't be bothered with man jokes.
The feminist inside of me can't even be bothered to come out and rant about the female influence in the tissue and marketing industry. Don't. Even. Bother.
I almost forgot to mention the fact that you go from feeling like the north pole to goddamn Hawaii.
I ain't messing around with hula skirts, y'all.
No comment, Luce. No comment.
I just want a hug, a blanket, a cup of tea and Netflix. Let's just forget about school.
IF ONLY.
If you see me next week at all: run. Run far, far away. One so that you don't have to hear me rant and two so that you don't catch the plague.
You'll know when to come back because the sneezing will stop.
Fly On, and remember your man size tissues!
Luce xxx
Saturday, 12 September 2015
Standing Up
Hello! So tonight, you'll be very surprised that I actually have something to write about...
I'm now a proper teenager by the fact I've started my GCSE's- which is annoying, but also, at the same time it's quite cool...
If someone asks why I have no social life, I can now use my GCSE's as an excuse- even though the real reason I have no social life is because I actually have no social life...
Bring it on!
If you're new to the show, then there's one thing you should know about me. I'm a preacher. And I'm gonna preach it when I say that I'm very lucky in the school that I'm in. So I think it's important that people, especially our generation, stand up for what we want and what we think is right.
So yeah, that's my theme for tonight: standing up.
Recently, I've been very annoyed at what other generations think of us. 'Oh, they're always on their phones!' 'Why do they all do drugs?' 'What's wrong with good, old fashioned principles?'
This annoys me so so much because in reality, we're not like that at all.
First off, we are actual human beings, and we have an actual soul that isn't being sucked away by heavy metal rock bands and spiky jewellery. We can wear and listen to whatever the hell we want- you can't control us, it doesn't matter how hard you want to try.
We have thoughts, and opinions- and what we say matters. If we're going to be the future, the new you, if you want- then how are we going to do this if you don't give us a chance?
I'm simply asking all the adults out there to respect that and to see that who we are, what we do and what we say matters. Not only to ourselves, but to the future.
This is getting way too deep now, so I'll change the subject.
On the theme of standing up, I've done something absolutely crazy recently.
There's been an antibullying project going on in school recently, on the theme of 'make some noise'...
It's basically a competition where you have to write a song, poem or rap on the theme- record it, and send it off for the chance to win Wicked tickets (I know, right?!)
So I did the stupid thing and I wrote a rap. As a joke, but it turned into so much more...
The whole year has been involved with recording this rap and filming the video. We finally finished today, but honestly- I'm so proud of everyone that took part in it. And we better win, because I've put in so much effort for this!
The theme is standing up to the bully, and the realisation that everything can be okay- if you believe it will be.
Seriously, if you're being bullied- you can tell someone. If you're the bully- you can get help.
If you stand up- whether you're standing up to a bully, or standing up and admitting what you've done to someone else- it's a huge deal, and it's the first step to everything being okay.
You see the sign far away in the distance? It says 'the land where everything is okay'. And I promise you, one day you will get there.
If you believe that you can, then you will.
I hope all of you beautiful, amazing people are okay and please please please don't be afraid to stand up.
Talk to someone you trust- and if you can't do that, talk to me and let out some steam.
Fly On, cause you're worth it...
Luce xx
Sunday, 6 September 2015
Be Jealous Of My Squad *cringes*
Hello people! Do you still remember who I am? I've been away for so long, but now... I'm back!
I know that I've been away for aaaaaggggeeeeesss; but I promise you, I haven't been doing nothing. I actually lived! (I'm not saying that being on this blog gives me no life, but being away from it gives me time to actually have something worth writing for you!)
It's still the summer holidays for me, I go back in two days (*internal sobbing*) and I literally can't wait for it, but at the same time I'm dreading it. I'm looking forward to seeing everyone again in a classroom, and I NEED to have my timetable before I explode of impatience. But school means homework, homework means tests and tests means that before I know it- my GCSE's will have crept up on me.
If you're having a mental breakdown right now just reading this, there's no advice I can give you. You can panic. It's school. There is no excuse, no way out. You just gotta deal with it, bruh.
Moving away from the headache-inducing madness we commoners like to call school- should we not make the most of the holidays before hell starts again?
I've been busy, let's just say that. First off, I went to the Lake District- and experienced my first proper spa treatment. Now, for the guys out there- this isn't big news, us women (or in my case, teenage girls) love to put horrible gooey stuff on our faces; so why is it such a big deal when someone new decides they like to put horrible gooey stuff on their face too? But for the women, or teenage girls like me, this is like your crowning of womanhood. This is like your first baby step into a big world full of manicure's and weird fish eating your feet and massages.
Because it was me, it was embarrassing. I had a facial, but the thing was: I was very hungry. I hadn't eaten all day, and it was just after what would be lunch time when I had it done. So, of course, my stomach was rumbling. In fact, no, that's an understatement; it was howling away like it was a wolf calling for its pack. And yes, it really was that bad. Needless to say, I won't be going there again.
But that was last week, and this is... well, this is this week. The last week of the holidays, and I'm just dragging it out as long as possible. How come it's already Sunday?!
I had a very Tumblr squad goals week. This week was basically friends week. I had two sleepovers, both of which were just adorable and you should totally be jealous of me. Because I'm exactly the sort of person other people get jealous of...
And then today, it was just like an explosion (LITERALLY; I'll get to that in a minute, hold on to your socks...) of cuteness. One of my friends is a professional runner, and she'd been signed up to do a colour run for a charity she's ran for before. If you don't know what a colour run is; it's basically a fun run where at various points you come to colour stations. You just walk through all these explosions *whoop there it is* of colour and it's really pretty but it also tastes extremely horrible.
It was so fun, and it's the thing every group of best friends should do together. You all need to do it, please, I'm begging you.
I think it's important to have friends. And I think that it's important to stay as close as you can with them. Because they're there, and you shouldn't take them for granted. You've got to smile with them, you've got to have fun with them- because although you've got all the stress from school or from family or whatever, it's still really important to be happy.
And I know that it's probably just a typical teenage thing to say what I've just said (I can feel you rolling your eyes through the screen. Yes, I'm watching you...) but that doesn't mean that it's not true.
I should probably have put that bit in bold. It's like one of those quotes that you hear off a vlogger or someone in an interview or something.
I don't think things are going to be as often on here anymore- but I promise you, I will try my best. I like to fill you in on things, keep you updated, y'know?
So... enough from me, I think. Back to repacking my pencil case, I think.
Fly on, can you see the gates of hell?
Luce xx
I know that I've been away for aaaaaggggeeeeesss; but I promise you, I haven't been doing nothing. I actually lived! (I'm not saying that being on this blog gives me no life, but being away from it gives me time to actually have something worth writing for you!)
It's still the summer holidays for me, I go back in two days (*internal sobbing*) and I literally can't wait for it, but at the same time I'm dreading it. I'm looking forward to seeing everyone again in a classroom, and I NEED to have my timetable before I explode of impatience. But school means homework, homework means tests and tests means that before I know it- my GCSE's will have crept up on me.
If you're having a mental breakdown right now just reading this, there's no advice I can give you. You can panic. It's school. There is no excuse, no way out. You just gotta deal with it, bruh.
Moving away from the headache-inducing madness we commoners like to call school- should we not make the most of the holidays before hell starts again?
I've been busy, let's just say that. First off, I went to the Lake District- and experienced my first proper spa treatment. Now, for the guys out there- this isn't big news, us women (or in my case, teenage girls) love to put horrible gooey stuff on our faces; so why is it such a big deal when someone new decides they like to put horrible gooey stuff on their face too? But for the women, or teenage girls like me, this is like your crowning of womanhood. This is like your first baby step into a big world full of manicure's and weird fish eating your feet and massages.
Because it was me, it was embarrassing. I had a facial, but the thing was: I was very hungry. I hadn't eaten all day, and it was just after what would be lunch time when I had it done. So, of course, my stomach was rumbling. In fact, no, that's an understatement; it was howling away like it was a wolf calling for its pack. And yes, it really was that bad. Needless to say, I won't be going there again.
But that was last week, and this is... well, this is this week. The last week of the holidays, and I'm just dragging it out as long as possible. How come it's already Sunday?!
I had a very Tumblr squad goals week. This week was basically friends week. I had two sleepovers, both of which were just adorable and you should totally be jealous of me. Because I'm exactly the sort of person other people get jealous of...
And then today, it was just like an explosion (LITERALLY; I'll get to that in a minute, hold on to your socks...) of cuteness. One of my friends is a professional runner, and she'd been signed up to do a colour run for a charity she's ran for before. If you don't know what a colour run is; it's basically a fun run where at various points you come to colour stations. You just walk through all these explosions *whoop there it is* of colour and it's really pretty but it also tastes extremely horrible.
It was so fun, and it's the thing every group of best friends should do together. You all need to do it, please, I'm begging you.
I think it's important to have friends. And I think that it's important to stay as close as you can with them. Because they're there, and you shouldn't take them for granted. You've got to smile with them, you've got to have fun with them- because although you've got all the stress from school or from family or whatever, it's still really important to be happy.
And I know that it's probably just a typical teenage thing to say what I've just said (I can feel you rolling your eyes through the screen. Yes, I'm watching you...) but that doesn't mean that it's not true.
I don't think things are going to be as often on here anymore- but I promise you, I will try my best. I like to fill you in on things, keep you updated, y'know?
So... enough from me, I think. Back to repacking my pencil case, I think.
Fly on, can you see the gates of hell?
Luce xx
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