Lived in| Passive Growth Vs Active Growth.

A two weeks ago I started thinking about myself and what I want to get out of this trip overseas. I started comparing myself to fictional characters.

Often, fictional characters are thrown into situations and in order to get out of them, they have to grow and become better, either mentally, or physically. They need to master a skill or they need to change their attitude to win the girl. The stories that stick with us are the ones where the character changes.

So I’ve been thinking of myself. Do I want to go about like a character waiting for the situation to dictate my change? or do I want actively seek out situations that will cause me to grow up and become the person I would like to be at the end of this trip. Passive growth isn’t working. I still have no friends, and I’m still just stumbling around pretending everything’s alright.

So things are going to change, not necessarily too much with this blog, but with me. I’m going to start actively seeking out opportunities for growth. This means getting into uncomfortable situations. But this does not mean doing anything I do not want to do. If I want to find a partner, I can’t go around expecting it to just happen, I need to actively go to places where other people are also looking and I need to be open to opportunities that come my way.

If I want to get fit, I need to eat better and actually exercise, because this idea of closing my eyes and waiting for a wish just isn’t working. I told someone recently that I liked the idea of being a runner, but didn’t want to put in the effort to actually go running. Which is just laziness. If I want active growth I am going to have to start running. Great.

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The Chronicles of Narnia |C.S. Lewis


Narnia holds a special place in my heart (or my wardrobe as the case may be lololololololololol) my earliest memory of it is probably my older sister reading it to be before bed. And doing the voices. I have very few memories of my parents reading it to me. (Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure that they did, I just don’t remember it) Even now my sister can talk about Narnia all day if you let her. And it was her birthday on Wednesday, so Happy Birthday Marley!
Here’s what happens to Narnia when you try to take the christian out of Narnia: It becomes a shell. you take the nut out and all you have are a few pistachio kernels that when you line up make lines. And then, because you need something to serve to the guests, you smoosh some cream in there and that’s your main. The problem being that cream in a pistachio kernel isn’t much to eat. It’s not good for you and it certainly isn’t as filling as actual pistachios. Do you see where I’m going with this analogy?

Now, I don’t know why Disney decided to come at the book with a hatchet, but what they did was take the very obvious Christian message out of a series of books that it literally meant to be about it. That’s like if someone decided to make a bible movie but didn’t want it to be too “christian-y” that’s how hard you failed Disney.

I’m not going to list everything wrong with the movies as nobody got time for that. and it would be a waste of space as the films are already made and the people who are going to be influenced by them already have been. I hear that the silver chair is being produced as a reboot (although why we really needed it is anyone’s guess) but The Silver Chair is my favourite. So I just hope they don’t ruin it.

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Thoughts on Travels | Bournemouth 14-03-2017


I set off again at about 9AM. The plan was this: Pier, Oceanarium, and Russel-cotes Museum if I could fit it in. I did it all in about four hours.

First, I hit the pier while I waited for the oceanarium to open. Bournemouth pier was really close to where I was staying at The Royal Exeter Hotel. It was long, and pretty, or whatever. It was calming though, just listening to the ocean.To make up time, I read for about half an hour as the pier in the off season isn’t actually that interesting.

Then I went to the Oceanarium – where my SD card decided it was full. I saw otters, which were so cute! although, thinking of Zootopia… And penguins which were not as cute as fairy penguins. (Look them up!) But they were still pretty cute.

They had a great Barrier Reef section that I am mad about because the top looked nothing like Australia and looked like a stereotypical Copacabana or something. Palm trees and a beach chair. I am surprised I didn’t see a Koala up the tree, but I suppose they’re not as ignorant as Disney’s It’s a Small World. I could write a whole post on how I dislike Australia’s representation everywhere, but I’m not going to do it here.

Lastly, I went to the Russel-Cotes Museum. I don’t know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t that much art! I had seen it on TripAdvisor and didn’t look too much into it. That said, the atmosphere of the whole building was amazing. There was a pianist playing the whole time and she was very talented I lingered in the room to hear her.

I had a lunch of fish and chips on the beach and walked along in the water for so long my toes went red (although, not too hard in the cool weather) It was a nice, relaxing walk that made me really decide that I want to live by the sea one day. So it would be just brilliant if all those chips would just fall into place there.

I’ve done country living now, Suburban living, so I’d like to Urban living and Beach living. Just to see which I like best. Gotta retire somewhere right?

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Thoughts on Travels | Bournemouth 13-03-2017

This was the day I went to Corfe Castle. I left at about 9, but I didn’t get there until 11:30 because (a note for public transport users) the bus from Wareham comes but once an hour. at 4 past the hour. I missed it by 3 minutes.

It was a lovely sunny day, Hardly a cloud in sight and honestly the whole town was beautiful. Being a National Trust member meant that I didn’t have to pay to get in – to the castle that is – I think it was about £12 or something.

It’s so refreshing to be able to touch history. I stayed in the first house at Bournemouth. No Biggie. Imma just touch this castle wall that fell down before Australia was even discovered by Captain Cook. I can touch history, and that’s what I love about being here.

People live in history here. It’s not behind glass, it’s everywhere. It’s in the shops, it’s in the streets, it’s in the homes. And that’s what I love about England.

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Zero Day | Jan Gangsei

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The Book

Follows Addie Webster: Presidents Daughter. She was kidnapped when she was small, and now, eight years later, she has returned. Things are different, people have moved on. What else could they do? But why, after all this time has she returned? And who is she now? Featuring: First Daughter, the chatty bodyguard, terrorists, teenager has to save everyone.

The Plot

– It was a compelling mystery. Are really aren’t sure where Addie stands through most of the book. It would have been interesting to look at it from an unreliable narrator stand point, but you never really got that in there.

– It was an interesting premise. Of course, to focus on the presidents daughter is just icing on the cake, but the whole “someone-returns-after-being-kidnapped-young” thing is interesting, it is unfortunate that Jan didn’t really show how messed up she’d be. Regardless of how much she ended up liking her kidnappers (spoiler) she was freaking kidnapped!

The Characters

– Despite Addie being the protagonist, I really didn’t see her shine. There was never that moment where I thought “You know what? I like this girl” which is just unfortunate.

– That said, we did manage to get a peek at her vulnerability. She wasn’t as head strong and cock sure (or is it the other way around) as most YA protagonists are, which is refreshing.

The Conflict

– It was entertaining enough. As I mentioned earlier, the mystery was compelling, which meant that the conflict didn’t have to be huge, but it did have to live up to the hype of the mystery.

– I’m of the opinion that books should really exist alone. Sure, have a series, but the whole plot should really be resolved by the end. I dislike cliff-hangers. Sure they get you to read the next one, but unless you baddy is The Big Bad (a la Voldemort in HP) slap him in cuffs and have the superserum fall down a drain. Someone else can find it next.

Point of Dis/Interest

– Obvious Love Triangle is Obvious.

Etc. Why do YA books exclusively target Teens?

Technically speaking, you need to be an adult to be a young adult. Which means you need to be at least 18. So why are YA books targeted at teens? The protagonist is nearly always still in school and honestly, the older I get the more that annoys me. I am a young adult damnit! everyone else is a teenager!

You get some good YA books that are accessible to all ages, but they’re not so much in the YA genre. While Harry Potter might still be in school, I don’t find it an annoying extra. I don’t find Harry annoying just because he’s still in school. everyone else it’s free range though.

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Lived In: I just need a hug 12-05-2017

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I have not had an honest-to-goodness bestfriend/family bug in three months, one day, and about thirteen hours. And that was from my sister who is a notorious “I don’t Hug”ger.

When you live like I do, moving every few weeks; working, literally, all the time, you don’t make many friends – which is another post altogether.

I am starved for any type of physical intimacy. I’m not talking any remotely close to getting my kit off with anyone else, I’m talking hugs. I’m talking hip bops, hell, I’d take a hair muss right about now.

And before you (parents/family) leave a comment saying something along the lines of “you just need to power through it blah blah blah” I know. I just need to power through it because the only other option is returning. This isn’t a few weeks away I miss my parents type of post. This is a post saying that I am so starved for interaction that I literally don’t know what will happen if someone pays me any sort of attention in the real world. So don’t you go posting anything like that.

I don’t have an answer for this one yet. I’ll let you know if I find one.

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Something in the Heir | Jenny Gardiner

I call this one : I’m too lazy to go out and take a picture of this one. oops

Etc. What bad writing can teach us.

Something in the Heir is a hallmark movie in a book. It is every “Royal-falls in love with a pleb” book in one. It’s got the overbearing mother, the Savvy female pleb, the giggly best friend, and of course the dreamily single Prince. I thought about doing this proper, but then I thought that the whole thing would be a joke, so instead I thought I’d just talk about what bad writing can teach us.

  1. It can teach us how to write better ourselves. I’m not much of a writer any more. Not fiction, although I desperately wish I was. And while I think sometimes my plots are alright, my writing can be a bit iffy at times. Often we can’t read our own work objectively, but if we read other people’s bad writing we can see what’s wrong. which allows us to apply it to our own work.
  2. We notice the good writing more because they stand out like Diamonds on that black velvet stand they always show them on. So not only can we learn how to correct our own work, we can learn about those little gems of writing that would otherwise be covered by other exceptional areas that other books have.
  3. And finally, the last thing bad books can teach us is… not to read bad books.

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