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Tuesday, 17 July 2012

I don't know how many of you watch me on YouTube. But if you do, you might have realised how little I've been posting lately.

IT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH, I KNOW!

I currently have about 4 different projects on the go at the mo (teehee!) and I'm planning on filming another video today, so I'm hoping that there will soon be a flurry of videos appearing very shortly.

STAY TUNED!

That's all, folks,

ScotsGirl x 

Wednesday, 11 July 2012

I Don't Think I'm Normal

But then, I guess, that's why I'm me. Me, and no-one else.

I'm pretty sure that there are some grammar freaks freaking out about that last sentence.

Oops.

But then again, why don't I think I'm normal? Well, aside from all the obvious stuff, like DNA, characteristics, and genomes, my personality - especially recently, has gone off on a meander. By this I mean that recently I've gone on a film binge, catching up a lot of movies that I've not seen in a while - Disney, for example. However, something very strange has happened. I've started to cry at movies. And not just when you're supposed to, either. I mean literally about once per movie I well up and tear just a little bit - usually when the happiest part of the movie is.

Okay.

I'm crying with happiness an awful lot.

I'm definitely not normal.

But then again, I wouldn't have me any other way.

Love,

ScotsGirl x 

Tuesday, 10 July 2012

I seem to be developing an unfortunate habit of posting only about once a month. This is not good enough.

Today, luckily enough for all of you, dear readers, I am having a bit of a nostalgia moment. Technically, I finished compulsory school a few days ago (Saturday) and as such have voluntarily decided to keep going with school. But, as I can finally look forward to the perfect summer - or as perfect as it can be with all this dratted weather here in the UK - I figured that right now would be the perfect time to look back on some wacky memories. So, let us begin.

I was shy and introverted growing up. When I started my secondary school I began to make more friends - and five years later it is still these same people I am hanging out with, staying at their houses, keeping them company. And although some people would maybe consider changing their friends, I - well, I wouldn't. These people are kind and honest. They have been there for me through some of my toughest times as a teen - bad breakups, family emergencies - and have generally become a family of sorts. We watch out for each other at school, around town. We're not afraid to poke fun at one another and to hang with the consequences because that's what friends - no, sisters - do. I consider my best friends as part of my extended family, and although it may sound soppy, I hope that it shows.

Of course, life could not be life without its fair share of hiccups along the way. At the last count, I've broken two toes, 3 fingers, a thumb and an elbow growing up. Owch. However, I've decided that the worst kind of pain is definitely the emotional kind - the kind that thumps you in the stomach and lies there for days, making you ache inside. Again, I couldn't have gotten through my family dramas and my bad breakups without my best friends. Thank you guys, for always making me smile :)

One of the memories, which has always stuck with me since childhood, is the time I broke my elbow when I was 7 years old. I remember we had been playing 'tag' on the playing field in prep school and that in the field was a small slope. Like an idiot I ran straight down the slope, lost my footing, put my hands out to stop myself - and well, lets just say that my elbow has never been the same since! What I remember most clearly about that day is a friend who, looking back, I haven't spoken to in a very long time. She ran for the teacher, before running back and helping me up and walking back with me to the teacher who was waiting at the playground gate. I don't think I ever did say thankyou to her for that - so if you're reading this, thanks. I know, its about 9 years too late, but better late than never, right?

It's important to remember that there are always going to be people who will have an impact on your life, good and bad. We can't help the fact that things will get us down from time to time, or that troubles will surface right when we least need them around. All we can do is rely on ourselves and the people who we care about and who (hopefully) care about us, too. We are judged on the choices we make, not what others make for us, and I think it's important to remember that.

Hope I've given you some food for thought (and also not embarassed anyone!)

Love,

ScotsGirl x

"It is by chance we met, it is by choice we became friends." - Sabrina Ward Harrison

Monday, 9 July 2012

I Hate the English Weather

Everyone keeps telling me that it's going to be an Indian summer, that August will be really nice and hot, that I won't be able to watch Ice Age 4 any time soon because of the queues for tickets.

This irritates me for a number of reasons.

For a while I didn't actually know what an Indian summer was until my French teacher told me what it meant. It basically, to the best of my understanding, means that summer will still be summer! Just, y'know....later. Which is frustrating. I am FED UP of this RUBBISH weather. I went out twice yesterday - during a month's worth of rain. I looked like I had drowned, according to my mother. T'was not fun.

Even if August is really nice and hot for London - and I hope it will be for my friends sakes - I WON'T BE HERE TO APPRECIATE IT.
I'm going to France for my summer holiday (*eep*) and I'm very much looking forward to getting myself a tan - a novelty, considering how good my track record for tanning is. August should be nice and hot, but preferable I would like a nice warm July as well.

And finally, in case you didn't realise......THE BOYS ARE BACK IN TOWN (the boys are back in town!)



Yes, our favourite woolly mammoths, sloths and sabre-tooth tigers are back! I suspect the title speaks for itself but I'm just going to add one thing - MONKEY PIRATES. 'Nuff said. I suspect that a lot of people will be reading this and going, 'what? this is a teenage girl?!' to which I reply 'Yes, yes I am. but WHO CARES?'

Seriously, though, I am a GIANT child at heart. I mean, come on, I grew up watching these guys. It's like saying you can't watch Toy Story because you're too old for that. You can't watch Harry Potter because you're too old for that. You're not allowed to go and watch Monsters Inc. 2 because YOU'RE TOO OLD FOR THAT.

Yeah, so not going to happen. I can't wait to see these movies, and as I'm going with some of my closest friends it's going to be a ball.

Love,

ScotsGirl x