Lets Play Twister, Lets Play Risk

Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? hey, baby,are we losing touch?

If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon

If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool

(R.E.M - Man on the Moon)

Today's been amazing ♥

From the second of peeling back my covers, its been a bright one; I think fun and serenity have been the order of the day. Called the boy to ensure that he actually made it to his exam rather than sleeping through it, which (duh?) made me giggle and reminded me how much i missed him. And how lucky I am. Oh my gosh rediscovered how much i adore poetry (once again back to the book learning) and revision in the sunshine. I know i sound materialistic banging on about fashion and maybe i am a little. But shopping really IS the best, least scratchy kind of therapy. You don't even need to BUY anything, though the swing cut vest top with the Watership Down print is too adorable to leave on a shelf too long.

But onto the main point of the blog, basically toady's made me reconnect with an obvious truth.

That its the people who make this life worthwhile, isn't it?

I realise that this is either cheesy or pointless as they'll never read it, but i still want to let those people that matter the most know how amazing they are.

Elizabeth (Effy) Wilson We've been inseparable since the day i first say 'hello baby sister' I'm lucky enough to have a sister and an incredible friend in you simultaneously.

Jessica Laming For being the same person as me, without the awful sense of organisation and timing, being the only person I'd ever survive through guides and back to brownies with, and being the best dressed girl I've ever met.

Sophia Leader For being my absolute best friend since the year seven trip to Oswestry, and being that girl for me every time.

Eleanor Smith For manging to be wise and pant-wettingly funny in the same breath. You've been one of my favourite people since Izzys- BDMFL.

Victoria Keegan First ever friend at TGS, being as addicted to topshop as I am, and regular Knight English panics.

Sophie Brooks For evenings out (Hungry 4 Citrus) and evenings in, and being the only other person in 106 club.

Louise Skinner Because Mrs Keith-Lucas actually knew what she was talking about. And driving the car in which I've had to practice pelvic floor exercises.

Bethany Stephens For being the girl that I gossip with and who somehow manges to see through whatever walls i put up. Ginger rogers.

Kenneth Liu Because i cannot imagine you ever not being my friend, and a person who unfailingly is a great with the best music taste.

John Taylor Because you are the only person that HAS to be at a party otherwise it'll suck, and being the only person I've ever met to get an unconditional offer in Year Thirteen!

Rachid Coatsworth For making me laugh more than most can, being the wittiest person I know and finally playing me Electric Feel

BenFrancis For being brave enough to wear pink before it was cool to, and tearing up Oxford with a Mohawk.

Catherine Fry For being that girl I couldn't live without.

Imogen Buttery Because we buy the same shoes, crush on the same actors and hold the same morals. You've been there for me one too many times!

Charles James Boon For being the late night phone call guy, the Devil Wears Prada Guy, the tattoo guy, and for being voluntary family.

Louise Anderson For the rebel phase of 2006, being afraid of pigeons, the best girl to have at a party and the single most amusingly honest person in this world.

Stephen Downton For being the other Alkaline Trio obsessive and many summers of the SSC.

Liam Harrison For battenbergs, a summer trying to teach me to skate and Zebrahead.

Alicia Thompson For being the most bitchingly dressed voice of reason I've ever, ever come across. I love you more than I can verbalise.

Sabrina Kandoria Because sometimes these things bind us together forever. Baileys and Brighton girlie, Baileys and Brighton.

Jonathon Martin For the entire party holding back my hair and putting my tiara back on. And for being here for me even after everything we went through.

Oliver Mills For being inspirational in the extreme. Always a pleasure to sit next to, the people of Thailand are lucky to have you.

Joshua Sporle For evening spent wasted trying to climb out Katy's bathroom window, and the Vivaldi club remix.

Yew Jin Lee Because i still love you even though you actually beat me in our race

Sophie Sabin Pour être le seul autre qui n'a jamais remis ses devoirs dans les leçons de Mme Daniell. Je t'adore, l'année prochaine donnera un coup de pied quelques-uns.

Alix Hope Oh, they didn't deserve you anyway! She's the best and most persistent ravers i've ever met, and is one half of my all time favourite couples ever.

Adam Johnson For conversations about fat ex's, supposedly gay ex's and ex's ex's chest hair. Also for being one of the all time best boy huggers ever.

Gregory Pritchard Because he's the only boy who making golden syrup pancakes and repeatedly pouring wine on the floor with could ever be so funny seven months down the line. For putting up with my hissy fits, and being my best friend and my boyfriend in one person.

Clare Richards For being the only person I've ever met who is as obsessed with Hello Kitty and Luella as I am. Her faith is inspirationally lovely.

Josh Stribling/Harry Coezens For SH09 and actually completely getting me despite vastly differing opinions on the topic each morning.

So How Could You Say Those Things?

when you know they don't mean anything

(Taking Back Sunday - Bike Scene)

Oh wow, feeling less like a female version of the Hulk this morning (except less green and excess muscley, more 5"6 inches of jealousy, doubt and insecurity) I really do love my sister, our late night chats make me feel less shakily like an extra from an angsty scene from 90210.

That little voice in my head that tells me everythings going to be ok is actually winning out today. The sun is shining, pepsi max is on special offer and we're now onto back to back season one The OC marathons. Everything IS going to be alright.

Swimming Through Sick Lullabies

(The Killers- Mr Brightside)

Argh how can i be such a bitch sometimes?
Desperately pinning it down to hormones, and all sorts of horrible girly things. I feel horrible for feeling like I do, because it's not fair. None of it is.

I really, really wish I didn't care.

We're Part Of A Crazy World

(the insanely awesome Ladyhawke)

Oh dear sweet blogger, did you miss me?
I've done a fair bit of growing up since I lasted posted, believe it or not.
I've freaking finally swapped my green driving license for a red one and I've left school for good.
(Wow, still feels kinda funny to write that)
At the moment, my world revolves around frantic attempts at book learning, and even more frantic attempts to avoid book learning, cause its a tad b.o.r.i.n.g
But I know I need and deserve these grades, so i'm currently trying to beat myself into submission that this summer will kick some, and all I have left is two weeks before exams begin (oh how can that be possible?) and especially on the thematic history paper (two weeks tomorrow) i just don't know enough. I give the impression of radiating geekiness, but theres no guarantee that comes with that saying when i open that horrid brown envelope I'll be ok.
I miss the simple days of hanging out at Tinkers Island, or the coffee shop at the bottom of Gabriels Hill, where the future seemed so far away. That said, I'm trying this new thing of actually taking the time to appreciate how incredible life is. I'm blessed beyond belief, and i'm not going to let a teensy bit of apprehension/hindsight take away from it.
The party this time last week was really wonderful. It might have been a little spacious, but the people there made so much of it worthwhile.
My highlights from the party that time forgot (I went as a sixties chick) include but aren't limited to: driving there with some of the worlds best girlies and laughing til i nearly weed myself, nearly blowing the whole thing off for a plant show, dancing backstage/onstage/in front of the stage, the ol' favourite 'how high can you kick if you keep your leg straight game', seeing my boy for the first time in too long, Justices remix of Electric Feel, Josh's DJ set, Alix dancing to Josh's DJ set, sitting with my head resting on Greg's shoulder on the wall outside the Forum with The Maine in the background, teasing Imogen Grace about a boy, the effect of alcohol on my boy, Hungry 4 Citrus, ghostcar and the fact that the only person who could actually navigate us home was drunk enough to scream 'a baby, baby mouse!' on seeing a fox cross the road.
All in all, a dead good night really.

Confetti Rain Falls And A Quiet Street

the beauty is in what you make it, so get up on your feet

because tonight, the world turned in me

because right now, i don't dare to breathe

(Jimmy Eat World- Chase This Light)

I have to admitt, my neck of the woods looks awfully pretty at this time of year. With the sun, the greenery and the blossom it looks a little flickr-collectiony. I went for a walk with my ipod and just stood on the railway bridge for about ten minutes listening to Nada Surf. Albeit there were some weird, slightly frightened glances from passing commuters, but it was just a really serene moment. See, my minds been whirling around a lot lately, but i've finally hit on a winning combination to prevent my head feeling like its in a pressure cooker. Essentially, SH09 taught me this winning trick of what is called (within, ahem, intellectual circles) 'lectio divina' which is basically a form of meditation/Bible study which is the teenage girl equivalent of the horse whisperer, cause i can actively feel my knots unscrunch. Then when everything starts moving at a more leisurely pace, stress seems further away, and everything stops snowballing.

So, there's been a lot more deep breathing and gasping at the view of my sleepy town from the outskirts. Which is lovely, because its the place where i've come of age with style. That's one of these things i can't stop thinking about right now, that its almost all over. This era ends in just over three weeks, and i am just not quite ready. I'm getting there, really i am, but i just can't process that in september everyone starts their adult life, we're no longer school kids and we should have dealt with all this drama. I cant quite articulate eloquently exactly how i'm feeling, but its half sad, half excited. Like i can't decide whether to be teary or wide eyed about everything turning upside down.