Thursday, 24 December 2015


Christmas. A time associated with joy. A time to laugh and have fun with friends and family. The most peaceful time of the year. Christmas isn't just a season but a state of mind. 

I am currently staying at my Nan's house with my family. It's nice to be with family especially when you haven't seen them in a while. My cousins and Auntie came round Christmas Eve and they're coming round again in, I think, half an hour for lunch. It's Boxing Day. Why is it even called Boxing Day? Yesterday,  we opened the presents and had the Christmas dinner with the pigs in blankets (my favourite bit of the meal) and the roast turkey which was actually very nice and moist.

 We thanked Nan for dinner and then she nagged us to 'finish off the sausages' or 'have another potato'. We even had a Christmas pudding which we lit and watched the bright, blue flames surround the pudding. Christmas pudding, admittedly, isn't one of my favourite puddings but it wasn't that bad. My sibling, however, had a bowel of ice cream instead. We pulled the crackers which set the dog barking like a crazy lunatic of an animal and then we retired after dinner to the lounge where we watched BBC one very comfortably on the sofa. 

Every year we pretty much do the same thing. Christmas is a time of joy for many but I understand that not everyone gets the same privalages at Christmas time. Some people are fighting wars, some people are alone, some people are in dangerous countries without food or shelter. Christmas is a time of general well being in the world but Christmas does not stop war and hunger. It merely makes people think about others and try to help others. After all, it is a time of giving. 

There is the very well-known example of the British and German troops, stopping war on Christmas to come together. They realised that Christmas is a time of peace and that the opposition was just like them. They didn't want to fight either. So they had a rather jolly game of football. I'm not quite sure who won... but of course that's not the important thing here... The important thing is that they came together in joy on Christmas. I know many people absolutely hate Christmas. I was talking to a Scrooge the other day. They think of Christmas as 'just another day'. I mainly think of Christmas as a time to be joyful with friends and family. 

What do you think of Christmas? I would be interested to hear your opinion so feel free to leave a comment. 
Blogging again soon, 

Friday, 18 December 2015

A rant on the music in the charts

I do like my music but I don't like any of the current music in the charts. I don't like generic repetitive music. I don't like generic repetive music. Sorry did I just repeat that? I really don't like any of these trashy pop songs. Justin Bieber, Drake and Nicki Minage really don't do it for me... It's all music about sex, girls and big bums in the charts. What happened to meaningful songs with beautifully written lyrics about peace and the state of the world?

I'm a teenager but I don't like the music in the charts. At school, most of my classmates play songs they like. Or at least songs they THINK they like due to radio1 and trying to fit in with everybody else and seem 'cool' and 'up to date'. But is this music really 'cool'? I don't think so. We all have our opinions and some people actually like the music in the charts but I think the charts is stuffed full with bad songs and artists who are only making music to get their hands on a load of cash and not because they love and enjoy making music for the people of the world. 

Why aren't there more bands who make good quality music for the pure joy of it in the charts? In the 80s many of the songs in the charts actually sounded quite good. I have listened to a few and most of them, despite the obvious lack of musical tech, are better than the current songs in the charts. Are there any stand out bands in today's music? Not that I know of. There is no great, iconic band like the Beatles. SOME music in the charts is actually ok. But this can only account for no more than 5% of it. 

My point is that I think today's music in the charts is meaningless and I wonder how on earth it got in the charts and how some other, much better songs haven't. Are people buying these songs because they want to seem cool or something? It's probably because they actually like the music, I know, but I don't get why you would want to listen to the music in the charts rather than better, greater songs outside the charts... Maybe I'm overreacting here. But I would rather express this opinion in a blog post rather than leave it, wanting to be heard inside my head. Many people do agree with me. Perhaps I just have better taste in music. 

Tell me what you think in the comments. I would love to hear your opinion! 
But for now, I have finished my rant and I will write again soon, 

Sunday, 6 December 2015


do love a good party. And I mean the sort of parties where there are loads of other teenagers dancing wildly to music which booms from speakers around a dance floor or even someone's living room. The sort of parties where it's dark and you can hardly see the plastic cup in which you pour the coca cola into. The type of parties where your friend has gone off into the other dimension which is the kitchen to kiss their lover or when you escape to the kitchen because things are kicking off in the main room. The types of parties where you get down on the dance floor and show off those ridiculous moves you invented. The types of parties where you happen to  accidentally stumble into the closet and find your friend kissing your other best friend's lover.

I'm glad to say that the last point has never actually happened... I'm just having a laugh with you. The other night I went to a party. It was pretty good. It was my good old friend's surprise party which had been organised by her friend who I knew from years ago. I turned up to find everyone on one side of the hall dancing and socialising. Being quite the master of conversation myself, I went over to everyone and started to meet my friend's friends. One girl I thought I already knew and said to her 'Hi!!  Nice to see you again!!' But she just replied 'I don't think I know you'. Bummer . Move on.  I got on with an old classmate who I hadn't spoken to in ages. We were constantly exchanging 'banter' and telling little jokes here and there. We would have QUALITY talks at the drinks table and I have to admit that she found my humour very funny. We then all sat in this circle in the hall (how very first school) and watched my friend open her presents. Very nice. Very civilised. We all then listened to my friend's friend play the guitar and sing. Her singing was... alright. It was just bearable. I spoke to her afterwards and she said she had only been playing the guitar for a few weeks. I thought she was joking because she played the quitar so well but she wasn't laughing. After all this rather civilised sitting in a circle and watching your friend open her presents and listening to acoustic guitar songs, the real partying kicked off.

The music got louder and the beats kicked in. Everyone went MENTAL. At one point of the evening I remember eating all the sickly icing from a piece of cake in one go after everyone dared me to. I don't recommend that you try this. I also remember showing off this truly EPIC move I came up with where you sort of just flap your legs about. It was all hilarious. We all danced madly through the night. Another thing I remember is somehow wondering into the kitchen at the back of the hall with my friend and finding my friend's friend SNOGGING my other friend's friend rather erotically over the table. It was pretty DISGUSTING and me and my friend were out of the kitchen in no more than a second. A few of the people at the party were just sat under the table while the rest of us just danced like a bunch of crazy hooligans. I was the one busting all the moves and getting down on the floor. It was a right laugh. 

The party soon died down. However, I just wanted to keep on partying. But everybody else was knackered and well... I was as well. We took the balloons and the banners down from the wall and said our goodbye's. It was a good party. I met new people and had a right good time. 

That was my time at the party- just another event in my life which I thought would be a good blog post idea. It is nice to just let loose every now and then (but still be responsible of course!). 

Writing again soon,