This Was 2009.

- get a job and keep it for at least 3 months.
- save a grand.
- start buying music.
- go abroad.
- get into college.
- get a flat in glasgow.
- buy an ipod.
- see paramore live.
- write out my portfolio.
- cut down on the swearing.
- make 5 new good friends.
- buy a whole new wardrobe (or get bought one!)
- use a diary.
- stop being a snob - asif!
- learn to walk successfully in heels.
- become an optimist.
- get at least three new tattoos.
- stop with the jealousy!
- keep in regular contact with family and old friends.
- letter write even more often.

Incase You Hadn't Noticed

I got bored of pasting blogs over.
I might save the rest for a rainy day. I might not.
I assume you get the general idea, though;I'm challenging and not much fun.

I Feel Like A Right James Blunt.

Saw the world turning in my sheets and once again I cannot sleep.Walk out the door and up the street; look at the stars beneath my feet.Remember rights that I did wrong, so here I go.Hello, hello. There is no place I cannot go.My mind is muddy but my heart is heavy. Does it show?I lose the track that loses me, so here I go.And so I sent some men to fight, and one came back at dead of night.Said he'd seen my enemy. Said he looked just like me,So I set out to cut myself and here I go.I'm not calling for a second chance,I'm screaming at the top of my voice.Give me reason but don't give me choice.'Cause I'll just make the same mistake again.And maybe someday we will meet, and maybe talk and not just speak.Don't buy the promises 'cause, there are no promises I keep.And my reflection troubles me, so here I go.I'm not calling for a second chance,I'm screaming at the top of my voice.Give me reason but don't give me choice.'Cause I'll just make the same mistake,I'm not calling for a second chance,I'm screaming at the top of my voice.Give me reason but don't give me choice.'Cause I'll just make the same mistake again.Saw the world turning in my sheets and once again I cannot sleep.Walk out the door and up the street; look at the stars.Look at the stars fall down.And wonder where did I go wrong.

Friday 13th. - February 13th 2009
So, its Friday 13th and I'm in the library wondering whether or not I should be fearing for my life.Some people see this day as a good thing (Kat Von D once remarked that her ex husband, Oliver, tattoos 13s onto people every time this day comes around) and some dread it completely - a phobia complicatedly titled paraskavedekatriaphobia, which I won't even try to pronounce, let alone memorise.Being that there are 3 bouts of Friday 13th this year, I decided to look into it a little further. Is this going to be an incredibly unlucky year for everyone? (Financially, of course it will be, but I'm not going to be another of those irritating people who go on and on about the recession.)Before the 19th century there was no mention of Friday 13th, and it is generally pretty unclear where the superstition came from. I am a complete video game geek, particularly for the Broken Sword series. I recently downloaded and played BS2.5 (seriously, get out there and download it. Its a fan game, its free and its awesome) and I noticed one mission referred to Friday 13th in connection with the Knights Templar. So, out came Wiki, and it told me that King Philip secretly ordered the mass arrest of all the Knights Templar in France on Friday, October 13, 1307 - Friday the 13th. Nah, not strong enough to be a universal superstition, I don't think. Soviet forces invaded Poland on 17th September, back in WWII but nobody is superstitious about this day... It just isn't a big enough deal to have lasted this long. (though I'm sure some of the Knight's Templar might have something to say about that!)The origin may also be Norse. Friday is named for Frigga, the free-spirited goddess of love and fertility. When Norse and Germanic tribes converted to Christianity, Frigga was banished in shame to a mountaintop and labeled a witch. It was believed that every Friday, the spiteful goddess convened a meeting with eleven other witches, plus the devil - a gathering of thirteen - and plotted ill turns of fate for the coming week. For many centuries in Scandinavia, Friday was known as "Witches' Sabbath". This one, though, I'm not so sure about. As far as witchy tales go, I'm not that into them. It rates up there with Christianity in the unbelievable scale, I'm afraid. And, no, I'm not going to get a tirade of abuse for that, because nobody's bothered to read this far. Heck, I wouldn't have. Back to the point, though, I don't see how this makes sense. Surely this'd mean that every Friday is unlucky? Wiki seems to be pretty inconclusive, to be honest. I can't find any solid argument to suggest that I should be quivering under my duvet and praying for Saturday (Valentines Day, incedentally, which I most certainly am not praying for). Actually, Friday 13th is reportedly the safest day of the year, because everyone's being so damned careful. I'm sending out a bit of a conflicted message then, guys - you don't need to bother staying safe, because everyone else is. But if you aren't being safe, you probably should. Its Friday 13th, afterall.I'd love to hear other peoples' views on this, or see if anyone has any solid fact!

That Ol' Devil Called 'God' - May 23rd, 2009.

Regardless of what I write here, I'm going to get flamed within an inch of my life.Not updated in a while and I'm not going to update properly for a while longer because... Just because.I'm writing this because I came across a couple of quotes that made me smile.Also, 'I love you til the end' just came on and made my heart go all gooey, so this'll probably take me longer than expected because this song really deserves all the attention in the world. Its gorgeous.Yesterday, I was walking through the city centre (I live in Glasgow now, remember?) and a man gave me a magazine - more of a leaflet - called The Anarchist Critic. At first I chuckled to myself at the notion that I look in any way, shape or form like an anarchist, then I began to read it and it talks a lot of sense. Not quite read it all yet but I'm enjoying it so far.First off, I'm not an anarchist. To be honest, if someone said to define anarchist, I'm not sure I could define it to any extent past "someone who rebels". I don't rebel. I live a simple life for the most part and my mind is wide open, giving me nothing to rebel against. I don't pay attention to what is 'conforming' or not - I dress in what I think looks nice and flatters my figure (or at least, I try to). As far as religion goes, I'd have to say I'm very agnostic. I don't know if there's a God, if there is I don't know what religion he/she/it would preach. I have read many things about religion in both positive and negative lights and I must be highly impressionable because, for the most part, I agree with it all.I believe it is ridiculous to consider that there is a man sitting on a cloud sending angels to do dirty work and damning the homos for getting their kicks. I certainly believe in fate and destiny - I think we have our paths set out for us, its just full of twists and forks and it is our choice which route we take. This quote, though, has made the most sense for me."I do not believe in the creed professed by the Jewish church, by the Roman church, by the Greek church, by the Turkish church, by the Protestant church, nor by any church that I know of. My own mind is my own church."Why don't we use our intelligence to dictate our lives? Fuck blind faith - if there was a God, he'd have worked hard to make you better than that. Believe what you believe, and worship it in your mind. Don't preach, don't condemn. I am saying that I don't know if there's a God. If there is, I don't think I believe in the Christian God but perhaps I'm judging him by his followers. Maybe God's sat in his cloud wincing at Christians and saying "way to make me look bad"...I'm rambling now, anyway. I've totally lost my thread.Point is, your mind is like a petri dish. You can fill it with imformation, watch it grow, fill it with new information, watch it grow and keep going until your petri dish is filled with beauty in the form of various colours, shapes and sizes, and you can nurture all of the contents so that they never die and they stay vivid and beautiful.Or you can pack your dish to the brim with this one opinion. You can leave no room for anything else. You can watch it flourish, followed by watching it grow mould and eventually die (and probably go to heaven - though this isn't just at Christians, though it may seem that way. Its about blind faith in general).That metaphor may not have quite worked as well as I'd hoped but my general point is; keep your mind open, soak up knowledge and nurture your intelligence. Explore every view, every opinion, make up some of your own. And if, at the end of your quest for knowledge, you believe what you always have, then kudos to you. You have a strong mind and strong faith.This advert also made me laugh.THE BIBLE - PARENTAL ADVISORY.Contains scenes of violence, sex, the occult, immoralit, genocide.NOT SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN.Honestly, I wish I had a God at the moment. As said, I believe in fate and I believe in destiny and it does comfort me to know that everytime I feel something bad, I know its for a reason. It helps me out a lot. But I wish I could put all my trust into a 'spiritual leader' and dedicate my entire life to that.Let the flames begin, as the wonderful Paramore would say.

Pilot.

As my old blog has been neglected for so long, I have decided to start again, on a more well-known website, which I have more chance of updating.
I'm not going to bother doing a proper blog tonight - instead, I'm going to paste over some of my old ones that I don't want to lose.
That way, you get a better idea of what you're dealing with.
Until I remember next; Sophie.x