1. I will admire women and not wish to be them

There's a change of direction...

In this blog.

It will now focus on resolutions, because that's where I need to be right now :)

So this is pretty amazing. These sort of pictures I lived in just a year or so ago...

I was thinking about how much time I spend on the internet myself recently - I've been able to cut down quite a lot, due to many factors. One - I've been busy with applying to uni. Two - I've been reading quite a bit. I've finally got to the point where concise quotes with meaning don't matter that much to me, I sort of miss the genuine nature of paper in books, the thinking process - I think I've finally managed to convince myself to stop searching for the answer on blogs. Isn't that what we often do, I wonder? Am I the only one? Going through thousands of pictures, quotes, in the case of NOT tumblr - going though articles. Sometimes I really do feel like I have found something, something inspirational, but on the other hand, it's sort of closed up a whole world of possible sources of inspiration about me. I remember being able to write an epic about a red 'stop' button on a bus. Is it me, or the internet? I wonder sometimes, just what effect it has on creativity...

I have a new laptop!

Last week, the life of my Asus ended with a virus from TV Shack (I KNEW I shouldn’t have gone on it, damn my love of One Tree Hill), so I had to live off my mother’s for a while. Good for my internet addiction of course, but bad because any task took twice as long to complete.

Now though (as the old one is beyond repair – even the disk drive doesn’t work! So I can’t reinstall Windows) I have a wonderful Dell Inspiron in PINK. I can’t believe it myself to be honest, but there we are, it’s shiny and lovely. And I finally have Windows 7! I haven’t quite got the hang of using all the features yet, but it’s certainly fantastic, just for the post-it notes app :P

Guillaume Nery base jumping at Dean's Blue Hole, filmed on breath hold b...

This is insane.

The Big Memory Share

Today I found this amazing site, developed by the Leeds Memory Group - The Big Memory Share. It's a survey, where you can submit your earliest memory and the memory you consider the most striking - for instance 9/11 or Diana's death.

Here's what I submitted as my earliest memory:

Trams and construction

This memory composes of two parts - I believe my earliest memory to be of myself as a child of 3 on a tram going to my grandparents' house. The seats were shiny red, to sit on them was a privilage in rush hour. I remember having my little red oval bag that used to belong to my mother and feeling proud and grown-up to be carrying it. Later in that memory I remember weeping when I got home, because I couldn't find my construction set that I used to love playing with, one I believe I forgot at said house.Specifically, I vaguely remember the layout of the apartment where I was looking for it and what the set looked like - mostly reds and greens and how I could construct a cylindrical tower with it. This memory seems brighter in my head as I remember the negative emotions more vividly.

My flashbulb memory entry is as follows:

9/11

All I remember is feeling like it was an exciting film until I realised it was real and all I felt was 'adult'. What struck me the most that day was the fact that we had our American friends visit that day and they drank, laughed and talked happily, saying it wasn't any of their relatives or friends hurt. I couldn't understand it. My grandfather seemed more concerned about it than them. This frustrated me the most about the day.

You can also read other people's earliest memories, there are some funny and sad ones...

Song On The Radio

I think my earliest memory is from when I was 4 or 5 years old. It was one summer when we were in our old house - we moved when I was 6. I can remember swinging on the swing in the garden and it was a sunny summers day. My parents had the radio outside and the Bangles song 'Eternal Flame' was playing. I swung higher and higher in time to the music and song along at the top of my voice...but I was too young to know the word 'eternal' and sung 'is this burning, an e-turtle flame' instead! It didn't make sense but I thought they were singing about turtles.

Female, 25 Northern Irish

Parents Arguing

My parents were rowing and broke my doll's hairbrush in the row

Female, 58 English


My Mother Returning From Hospital With My Baby Sister

I remember that morning sitting in our kitchen with my grandmother looking after me. I was three weeks away from being 3 when my sister was born. I remember having rice crispies for my breakfast and a red plastic toy falling out of the box into my cereal bowl. I remember seeing an ambulance drawer up outside as I looked through our kitchen window. It was a grey October day. I remember my mother walking down the drive in her dressing gown and holding my baby sister. I don't remember the colour of her dressing gown or the baby's shawl or anything else that happened during that day or the days ahead but those pictures are very vivid in my mind.

Female, 39 English

Things I adore Thursday

Getting the public bus, my oversized and cheap pink watch, small classes, my feathered headband, getting results from things I do, pinky promises, people looking forward to my creative writing club, writing letters, Inception, physics and the amazing things our universe can do, how the birch tree tries so hard to spread seeds everywhere, giving birthday presents, doing the shopping with the Giraffe, getting lasagne out of the oven - cooked and magically tasty, autumn sun, old earrings, a trip downtown with old friends for lunch and reading Una Bella Vita and understanding what effect this lovely place had on my life, realising  I know some talented people, like Sophie with her photography and of course hugs.



The song and the video is just old school and gorgeous!



Fantastic film.


LOVE