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What makes you feel accomplished?

Ooh that’s a good question.

A couple of things really - very simply, knowing that I’ve done something well or that I don’t have anything left to do. But I think I feel a lot more accomplished and satisfied knowing that what I’ve done will help or have a positive impact on someone else’s day/week/life.

does anyone wanna ask questions? I’m both bored and slightly procrastinating. Ask me stuff if you want, imma reply to whatever people send : )

(P.S - festive asks are very much appreciated)

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day log #7

Right.

I’m rather irate.

This year I decided to go quite all out for my mother for Christmas, because she so deserves it, and do more than the one token gift from a teenager that is kind of common place now. So, I ordered her two gifts online and had a bit of a kerfuffle with the courier because ASOS said it had been despatched but the courier said they hadn’t received it. That parcel has eventually arrived.

However, I decided that wasn’t enough and ordered a pretty pricey lipstick as an extra gift for her. The courier sent me a text to say it had been delivered - it hadn’t. They delivered it to someone who is not me.

Now, this person has signed for my parcel. They signed for it. This means the driver asked if they were [insert my name] and this person said yes. It is not their parcel.

I am genuinely confused as to how someone can hear that a driver is trying to give them a parcel that clearly isn’t for them, and they can take it? If it was a confused moment and they genuinely intended on returning it themselves, then fine, but if a driver has said a name that isn’t yours or you see that the parcel doesn’t have your address then how can you take it?

I can’t get over how someone could do that, especially at Christmas time. You’d have to be such a selfish, low person honestly.

The driver is trying to get my parcel back for me, but the fact that this person has signed for my parcel doesn’t really give me a good inclination.

This log sounds so whiny but I’m just shocked that people would do that and not try to get in contact or return it.

So the message of this log is please, especially at Christmas, don’t be a dick. This season is about giving, not stealing, and, however bad or tempting the impulse is, please think about the person you are going to be affecting. Your actions have consequences, we all play a part in society, so please don’t prey on the giving attitude of others.

(I will hopefully put a positive update in a future log, I’m very much hoping they give it back and it was a simple mistake, because otherwise I will be reporting it for the theft that it is.)

day log #6

I’ve been sick for the past week and still feel exhausted. I basically slept the entire time (but did manage to do some online Christmas shopping).

Will be honest, have not missed the study area at school - the year below don’t seem to understand what a quiet work area entails. Currently using the school wifi to rewatch gossip girl and write this - luckily haven’t missed a bucketload of work whilst I’ve been away.

Agh this log is so boring for the first one in a week but honestly not much is happening. Since I’ve been off school (and people have been at uni interviews) there’s been no drama, thank goodness.

Next week the Christmas events really start up so more festive logs soon.

making plans for my gap year

So.

As you could probably work out from either the fact that I’m doing A Levels, and that I tag everything as senior year, I’m leaving school at the end of this academic year. I’m not choosing to go to uni this year though, instead I’m following in the hallowed English school tradition of doing a gap year (pronounced gap yaaaar - if you don’t get the joke look up Jack Whitehall talking about it).

I won’t be 18 at the beginning of my gap year though, which means I can’t do a lot of the traditional gap year-y things, so planning it has been rather difficult. I hadn’t been able to find anything I wanted to do...until this week when I got offered two jobs in the space of twelve hours. I shall now be travelling and working as a nanny for a family and also working as a charity liaison for my alma mater.

So, what the aim of this post is is to reassure anyone who doesn’t know what they want to do when they leave school that they shouldn’t worry. I know that teachers and parents can get on your back about what you want to do, but honestly the universe has an amazing way of making things fall into place. To those of you who have absolutely no idea, just make the most of this year - you’re about to finish a process that you’ve been a part of for over a decade, so just take any opportunity you can (within reason of course) and enjoy this time. If people pressure you remember it’s your life, not theirs.

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day log #5

Does anyone else find the process of actually talking to and trying to get together with someone exhausting?

Even when the person is so nice it’s this long, drawn out process of trying to work out what kind of person they are, if your circumstances somehow match up out of everyone in the universe etc. etc.

Tomorrow I have a ballet exam but I’m going straight to an early family Christmas, so in every photo I’m going to have slicked-back, rock hard hair (aka I’ll look like a boiled egg). Is there a way to make that festive?

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some classic festive jams ♡

White Christmas - Bing Crosby

Little drummer boy - David Bowie, Bing Crosby

It’s the most wonderful time of the year - Andy Williams

Santa baby - Eartha Kitt

The Christmas song - Nat King Cole

Mele Kalikimaka - Bing Crosby, The Andrews Sisters

You’re a mean one Mr Grinch - Thurl Ravenscroft

Step into Christmas - Elton John

Happy Xmas (war is over) - John Lennon

Last Christmas - Wham

Feliz Navidad - José Feliciano

Wonderful Christmastime - Paul McCartney

Winter wonderland - Bing Crosby

Sleigh ride - The Ronettes

Merry Christmas everyone - Shakin’ Stevens

Stop the cavalry - Jona Lewie

Lonely this Christmas - Mud

Christmas Wrapping - The Waitresses

I believe in Father Christmas - Greg Lake

day log #4

It’s officially Christmas period.

I spent the morning making posters for our sixth form Christmas decorating party - listening to Christmas tunes of course.

I’m spending tomorrow working at a Christmas market as well, so festivities all round.

One of our school colours is red so the sixth form quite nicely blends into the festive period. Looking at an empty common room with ‘let it snow’ playing over my headphones though does give a sense of a strange emptiness to do with the holidays. I never used to understand how people could get seasonal affective disorder when I was younger (I’ve always been obsessed with Christmas so it’s never seemed like a sad time to me), but now that I’m in the situation of leaving home soon and also having to study over the Christmas holidays I can understand it. The juxtaposition of the bright lights and happy, cheesy songs with the feeling of loneliness that many people get at Christmas makes it quite a trying time I think. Especially if you’re in the Northern Hemisphere and the nights only start to get shorter on December 21st. I must say though, going to Sweden during the winter has to be one of the most magical experiences. Yes, it’s dark most of the time, but the amount of Christmas lights and candles all over Stockholm really does create the most warm and loving atmosphere.

If anyone does feel alone this holiday period please feel free to drop in and talk to me, this time should be holly and jolly for everyone.

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day log #3

Yikes.

My German speaking teacher was meant to have a lesson with me today and I waited for 40 minutes and she didn’t turn up (speaking lesson last half an hour and each period is 55 minutes, so I now can’t do it) and I was sitting in common room and I saw her come in. Now, even though I did the honest thing and waited for her instead of waiting 5 minutes and then going to lunch, I still darted out the side door and went for a walk - just in case she decided she wanted to do it then, when I need to get lunch before choir, which starts in half an hour.

This sounds like a really badly thought out Tom and Jerry episode.

Last night was parents’ evening, and it went well (looking at it objectively). I’ve always found them really hard because I get really hard on myself when it comes to high pressure situations like that, so then when anyone says something which sparks me thinking I’m not good enough I get even more in my head and begin to implode. For example, one of my bio teachers suggested I quit choir in January to focus on exams, but quitting to me makes me feel weak and like I can’t handle it, so I just started to implode in the middle of the hall. I like to call my anxiety and hinderances my imp (pretty sure I read about a coach who calls his players’ anxiety and negativity this when I was in year 7, been using it ever since) because it seems like another being to me, but then when I have it under control again it’s almost like it’s sleeping. Feeling much better about everything today; sometimes it’s nice to get a perspective on a situation, but remember that what you felt in the moment isn’t invalid, it just comes from a different atmosphere and time.

Today is a new day guys, always remember that <3

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day log #2

So...

I’m at a loss for words today.

It rained and hailed all day today, which I normally really dislike, but it was kind of beautiful. I walked from the school into the local town on my own because I had to got the bank, but ended up having a nice lunch alone. I think I’m finding more as I get towards the end of my ‘school career’, as it were, that I’m more comfortable in my own company. There’s something incredibly blissful about not having to watch what you say in case someone twists it in a malicious way.

happy tuesday :)

Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all others.

Marcus Tullius Cicero

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