Ok, so I'm really sorry guys, things have been, well not quite hectic but they have been busy. I've recently given in my beloved iPad, back to school, and I no longer go to school...Now I'm pretty much...free...
I know it's something to be happy about, but lately that freedom has become somewhat busy...and I don't mean by sitting around doing nothing all day, you see, when I finished with all my exams and whatnots, I took up crochet and cross-stitch again, and that has been taking up my time. I would have posted sooner, but that delayed me.
I am also quite late in finishing the next chapter in the story on my other blog, theshadowsdescent.blogspot.co.uk/ I've laid out the foundations of it, and I do know what I want to write, but it just seems like right now I actually have no time for the computer. Literally! So for now please put up with the fact that I am not writing very much on this blog, but I promise when all my projects are done I will get back to writing.
These projects are not so easy to finish, see, I'm crocheting a present for my mum on her birthday this year, and a cardigan for myself. I'm also cross-stitching a piece for my mum, because she's been nagging for the past three years for me to finish it. The only reason it took three years is because of my A-levels, so now I have to finish it. Not only that I also have to find work, suggested by my mum, although, we are going on holiday in the next two months, I'm not sure if they're really going to let me get one. But oh well. At least I tried.
Anyway, sorry it's short and not very in your face, but I seriously need to get back to "work" so like always, do with this post as you will, and God bless. ^^
Friday, 28 June 2013
Tuesday, 14 May 2013
All Things Must Come To An End
Have you ever felt as if you're close to something, yet you are still so far from it? Well, that has been me for the past couple weeks, I've been revising for my exams, and not been concentrating on making meaningful posts, so apologies for the late update.
Having said that, my exams are at the beginning of June, (June 4th, 11th, and 17th to be exact) and I will be leaving an institute that I have been in for the past 8 years. EIGHT YEARS!!!! That is pretty much near half my lifetime on this earth so far. Its hallowed halls and sprawling greens are what I have been accustomed to for so long, that I cannot believe that I will be off to a different place, it seems surreal.
While, I feel like it is a new beginning, and I can't wait to get there, it is also an end. I am truly sad to leave a beloved and hated place behind, all my friends have left already, since I retook a year, but regardless of it, the place itself is what I will miss the most. I've known it's buildings like the back of my hand, and I doubt I will forget it any time soon, or its people. It is the place I've grown up in. Gone are the restless dreams of a child, or the longings of a dreamer. In it's place, a determination to find the joy at the end of my long and hard wanderings.
I remember, when I was just starting out here, I was the clumsy, eager little girl who didn't exactly know how to make friends. Granted I was a bit dramatic, and as someone once told me "I should have been an actress", but now, that drama has found a safe place to store itself, in the back of my mind and my career path has found its way to a place close to it.
Eight years, it does seem a long time, yet living it myself, it isn't long at all. Yet I feel as if I will be leaving (as quoted from a song I listened to recently) "The safety of the boat". Long have I been in the arms of the Church (The Catholic Church - and yes I am a devout Catholic) and I do feel safe, but now that my dreams will soon be realized, I've never been able to figure out how to be a Catholic in the wider world. There are so many other people and religions bigger and better than me, and I'm scared I may just lose myself along the way.
But I know in the end He will protect me. I just have to trust him.
So here ends a post that marks the end of a child trying to fit a woman's shoe. The next you hear from me will probably be when I find myself dreading my first day at university, or when I have just taken/will take a driving lesson, or even when I'm on holiday. Who knows, but what I do know is that you will be coming back, to read more of my mind, and I hope what you find is not someone who is distant and far from you. I may be in the same country, or town as you when you read it, and I will be able to feel happiness knowing that you reader, have found a mind similar to yours.
Until next time, God bless (which ever God you believe, and if you do not believe, God bless you anyway, that you may find him in your life) and as always do with this post what you will: show it to friends, read it in isolation, whatever you want.
Having said that, my exams are at the beginning of June, (June 4th, 11th, and 17th to be exact) and I will be leaving an institute that I have been in for the past 8 years. EIGHT YEARS!!!! That is pretty much near half my lifetime on this earth so far. Its hallowed halls and sprawling greens are what I have been accustomed to for so long, that I cannot believe that I will be off to a different place, it seems surreal.
While, I feel like it is a new beginning, and I can't wait to get there, it is also an end. I am truly sad to leave a beloved and hated place behind, all my friends have left already, since I retook a year, but regardless of it, the place itself is what I will miss the most. I've known it's buildings like the back of my hand, and I doubt I will forget it any time soon, or its people. It is the place I've grown up in. Gone are the restless dreams of a child, or the longings of a dreamer. In it's place, a determination to find the joy at the end of my long and hard wanderings.
I remember, when I was just starting out here, I was the clumsy, eager little girl who didn't exactly know how to make friends. Granted I was a bit dramatic, and as someone once told me "I should have been an actress", but now, that drama has found a safe place to store itself, in the back of my mind and my career path has found its way to a place close to it.
Eight years, it does seem a long time, yet living it myself, it isn't long at all. Yet I feel as if I will be leaving (as quoted from a song I listened to recently) "The safety of the boat". Long have I been in the arms of the Church (The Catholic Church - and yes I am a devout Catholic) and I do feel safe, but now that my dreams will soon be realized, I've never been able to figure out how to be a Catholic in the wider world. There are so many other people and religions bigger and better than me, and I'm scared I may just lose myself along the way.
But I know in the end He will protect me. I just have to trust him.
So here ends a post that marks the end of a child trying to fit a woman's shoe. The next you hear from me will probably be when I find myself dreading my first day at university, or when I have just taken/will take a driving lesson, or even when I'm on holiday. Who knows, but what I do know is that you will be coming back, to read more of my mind, and I hope what you find is not someone who is distant and far from you. I may be in the same country, or town as you when you read it, and I will be able to feel happiness knowing that you reader, have found a mind similar to yours.
Until next time, God bless (which ever God you believe, and if you do not believe, God bless you anyway, that you may find him in your life) and as always do with this post what you will: show it to friends, read it in isolation, whatever you want.
Tuesday, 9 April 2013
A River Flowing
There is a reason to everything. It is because things happen, and things don't happen that others do. For example, a phone won't ring unless someone decides to call and acts it out. Everything has a cause. This post would not happen if I didn't want to post. It's a funny thing when you think about it. If we didn't do anything, nothing would be done. Something has to happen for it to be done.
This year is my last year in secondary school. It's strange just thinking about it. I didn't think that it would ever happen, and yet it is. What I must do now, is to think of the future: what is to come, yet I must live in the present. How can I do that? It is said, "Things are easier said than done." How much of this is true? What do I want? I want to know what will happen, I want to know everything that could help me. I usually go in life, without thinking, and end up either overjoyed, or totally embarrassed. Most of the time it's the latter. I can't handle that, that's why everything must be known, understood. That's why, this year is both a joy to me, and a curse. I want to leave the life I have known, but I don't want to embarrass myself at the same time.
Most of the time I would stay in a corner, my comfort, my home. But it isn't enough for me to do that. If I want to do something, I have to get out. But most of the time I'm scared to. Why? The embarrassment, the humiliation! I can't handle it, and yet I must.
Life truly is like a river flowing. We are the rocks that follow it. We must. We have no choice. We bump each other, we climb each other. We do everything we can to reach that ocean at the end. When we do what then? We look back? We forget? We're relieved that we have finally reached our rest? No one can say. But if I do know one thing, it is this:
We cannot spend our lives comforting our own wounds, because others have bumped us, because others have climbed over us to get to that ocean, we have to move on like they do. And it is up to us to keep our rock strong. If we don't we would end up a grain, in that ocean, not knowing how we ever turned into it. We must keep our boulder-like foundation, we must keep strong. We must be that rock, not just to ourselves, but to others as well. We must push them forward, we must guide them along that river, to join us at the end, in the ocean. We must fall, we must climb. That is all we must do, until we reach that ocean. I hope when we do though, we can look back, we can see the journey we've taken not just on our own, but the journey we've taken with others. We can look back at the marks we've made in the bank. We can look back at the marks we've made on each other. We can finally be at rest, knowing our mark was made in that river, our world.
This year is my last year in secondary school. It's strange just thinking about it. I didn't think that it would ever happen, and yet it is. What I must do now, is to think of the future: what is to come, yet I must live in the present. How can I do that? It is said, "Things are easier said than done." How much of this is true? What do I want? I want to know what will happen, I want to know everything that could help me. I usually go in life, without thinking, and end up either overjoyed, or totally embarrassed. Most of the time it's the latter. I can't handle that, that's why everything must be known, understood. That's why, this year is both a joy to me, and a curse. I want to leave the life I have known, but I don't want to embarrass myself at the same time.
Most of the time I would stay in a corner, my comfort, my home. But it isn't enough for me to do that. If I want to do something, I have to get out. But most of the time I'm scared to. Why? The embarrassment, the humiliation! I can't handle it, and yet I must.
Life truly is like a river flowing. We are the rocks that follow it. We must. We have no choice. We bump each other, we climb each other. We do everything we can to reach that ocean at the end. When we do what then? We look back? We forget? We're relieved that we have finally reached our rest? No one can say. But if I do know one thing, it is this:
We cannot spend our lives comforting our own wounds, because others have bumped us, because others have climbed over us to get to that ocean, we have to move on like they do. And it is up to us to keep our rock strong. If we don't we would end up a grain, in that ocean, not knowing how we ever turned into it. We must keep our boulder-like foundation, we must keep strong. We must be that rock, not just to ourselves, but to others as well. We must push them forward, we must guide them along that river, to join us at the end, in the ocean. We must fall, we must climb. That is all we must do, until we reach that ocean. I hope when we do though, we can look back, we can see the journey we've taken not just on our own, but the journey we've taken with others. We can look back at the marks we've made in the bank. We can look back at the marks we've made on each other. We can finally be at rest, knowing our mark was made in that river, our world.
Last Riddle - Given and Taken
So here's last week's riddle.
And I'm guessing no one actually wanted to guess, and because of the lack of responses to these riddles, I'll be ending them with this one. So the 10th and last riddle is this:
And I'm guessing no one actually wanted to guess, and because of the lack of responses to these riddles, I'll be ending them with this one. So the 10th and last riddle is this:
It is made,
It is given,
It is a bond,
That can't be broken,
To break it,
Means unhappiness,
To keep it,
Is utter bliss.
You probably guessed it, but it was:
A Vow.
No reason, just thought it up...Ok so the next few weeks I'll just be posting up random sayings, as well as rants. Unless you want more riddles, COMMENT! That is all I ask. Good day!
Tuesday, 2 April 2013
Riddle 10 - The Cheese!
Here's last week's riddle guys!
That is all!The picture this time, is mine, but it was made in a time when I didn't know what to do with myself, so I decided to make up these sorts of pictures. There is no link on it, because it is fully mine! It's actually my Twitter background. ^^
It is a part of us,
That we cannot see,
Without it's presence,
We cannot be.
To have and lost,
Is not to not have at all,
It makes us blind,
But with it we stand tall.
So who am I,
I cannot say,
But you can show me,
Some other way...
Sorry it's cheesy, I couldn't think of anything else.
But did you get the answer?
It was...
Heart
So there really wasn't a reason for this, but I guess, it was something right? Anyway, this next one will probably be better.
It is made,
It is given,
It is a bond,
That can't be broken,
To break it,
Means unhappiness,
To keep it,
Is utter bliss.
Again it's a bit cheese! Oh well...
Again answers can be posted as a comment so please...COMMENT!!!!
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