Hello.
I'm going to say this first, if you're expecting a blog post about ambitions and dreams which we all want to fulfill in our lives - then you've come to the wrong place.
In fact you should probably stop reading this right now, or you should carry on because curiosity has gotten you interested. Your call.
The dreams I am about to discuss are those which occur when you are currently awake and asleep at the same time. I'm going to say this: They are messed up. They are also the ones I tend to remember more.
There was one time, a few months ago, I had two dreams in the awake/asleep state and both of them left me confused. In the first one, my mum chopped my dog's leg off.
I think I need to give you some context.
At the time my dog had hurt his right leg, so was wearing a bandage around the leg. In the dream, my mother had chopped off his left leg, the one which was okay. In the dream she claimed she did this so he would "match" but he just had three legs. When we were discussing this in the dream she was just brushing his leg on the kitchen work top. I should also mention that there was no blood. It's like the leg had just come off. In the same dream we had driven to a car park. Where my IT teacher happened to be. The conversation went a little like this:
"Megan! You want to talk coursework, yes!"
"No, not really." (I'll just mention at this moment in time I had completed all my ICT work and it was now my free lesson, why, in my dream, she wanted to discuss coursework which had been graded I have no idea)
"Great, I'll be back in five minutes!" She hurries off.
And this is all I can remember of the said dream. I can tell you now, I woke up pretty confused.
The second dream involved my best friend and her finger falling off.
Yes, you read that right.
In the dream we were currently teaching her how to play stuck in the mud, a game which I have never understood, so I have no clue how I was teaching her in the dream. The only reason I never understood that game was because in my primary school we played a messed up version where several people held someones fingers and then ran away. I told you I didn't understand the game. It turns out the normal 'tag' game of stuck in the mud is what we called 'tiggy scarecrow.' I have no idea what our version of stuck in the mud is really called, there was certainly no tig involved.
Anyway, we were teaching my friend this game and as a girl holds my friends middle finger it falls off. Strange enough, right? It got stranger when my friend said, as the girl held her finger in absolute horror, "don't worry, it does that all the time, just put it back on."
What.
In addition to this, the said best friend, once dreamed that we went to Pluto and took selfies in front of it.
Dreams. Weird stuff.
Bye!
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Monday, 2 September 2013
Thursday, 29 August 2013
Idea's
Hello.
It occurred to me, that idea's are strange. Or the stuff of getting a really good idea in the first place is really strange.
By 'stuff' I mean the 3 hours procrastinating and the 6 hours actually trying to think of an idea.
Then after the nine hours the only decent thing you've managed to think of is totally cliched and obvious.
This happens to me often.
This is my second ever blog post and trying to find an idea to write about wasn't that difficult. Not all. In fact, I thought of a lot of subjects and topics to write about for this. However, can I remember any of them? Not at all. This may have something to do with the fact all the ideas were formed at 2.00am this morning whilst I couldn't sleep. I've noticed this is a regular occurrence in my life. In the day, the moment I need a really good idea, my brain is blank. It's like I don't have a brain capable of thinking, but put me in bedroom with the lights off and tell me to sleep? Then all the juices start flowing.
This sounds like a really good thing right? I mean, all I have to do is wait until night fall and then all my creative ideas, that are actually useful, are available. The only problem with this is that I forget. Or my ideas are usually in paragraphs, full in detail, and I have no effort to write them down. I think I have probably written a novel during the night whilst trying to sleep, or at least probably finished the story/book I am currently writing. In this case I usually remember the overall story line or a phrase. Typically though, I remember nothing. The only think reminding me that last night I had an idea, is the nagging voice in the back of my head saying "Megan, do you remember that thing you thought of last night? Do you? DO YOU? You don't. Well what a shame because it was really good stuff." Then I stare at myself in the mirror halfway through brushing my hair with the look of utter annoyance on my face because sleep stole another important and amazing idea. Again.
Why, I can hear you asking, why don't you just write these idea's down? Well, in short, I'm probably too lazy and tired at the time to get up, and write down these ideas. Next question: Why don't you put a pad and pen by your bed? Well, usually, when I paper beside my bed I don't have pen. This is the same if I have pen. I don't even know why I never have them both in the same place. It would make my life so much easier. The amount of time I have spent looking for a pen, or a piece of paper (and usually I end up writing on the back of an envelope or a really important letter).
I'm going off topic. I do that a lot.
Another thing about ideas, is that you'll think of a decent one and then after declaring that the idea is good and you will use it, another, usually exceptional and much more original and creative than the first idea, is thought of. The bad thing about this is that it is usually too late to change it. Hence, you spend the entire time regretting everything and hating the way your mind works. This also happens frequently to me.
Forming ideas is hard and difficult, which can be really annoying and self-aggravating. Then, miraculously, a really exceptional idea forms in your mind and the world is correct again.
That's if you remember it, of course.
Bye for now!
(Wow is that too cheesy? I told you in my first post I was awkward at this okay. Maybe I should leave the exclamation marks alone.)
It occurred to me, that idea's are strange. Or the stuff of getting a really good idea in the first place is really strange.
By 'stuff' I mean the 3 hours procrastinating and the 6 hours actually trying to think of an idea.
Then after the nine hours the only decent thing you've managed to think of is totally cliched and obvious.
This happens to me often.
This is my second ever blog post and trying to find an idea to write about wasn't that difficult. Not all. In fact, I thought of a lot of subjects and topics to write about for this. However, can I remember any of them? Not at all. This may have something to do with the fact all the ideas were formed at 2.00am this morning whilst I couldn't sleep. I've noticed this is a regular occurrence in my life. In the day, the moment I need a really good idea, my brain is blank. It's like I don't have a brain capable of thinking, but put me in bedroom with the lights off and tell me to sleep? Then all the juices start flowing.
This sounds like a really good thing right? I mean, all I have to do is wait until night fall and then all my creative ideas, that are actually useful, are available. The only problem with this is that I forget. Or my ideas are usually in paragraphs, full in detail, and I have no effort to write them down. I think I have probably written a novel during the night whilst trying to sleep, or at least probably finished the story/book I am currently writing. In this case I usually remember the overall story line or a phrase. Typically though, I remember nothing. The only think reminding me that last night I had an idea, is the nagging voice in the back of my head saying "Megan, do you remember that thing you thought of last night? Do you? DO YOU? You don't. Well what a shame because it was really good stuff." Then I stare at myself in the mirror halfway through brushing my hair with the look of utter annoyance on my face because sleep stole another important and amazing idea. Again.
Why, I can hear you asking, why don't you just write these idea's down? Well, in short, I'm probably too lazy and tired at the time to get up, and write down these ideas. Next question: Why don't you put a pad and pen by your bed? Well, usually, when I paper beside my bed I don't have pen. This is the same if I have pen. I don't even know why I never have them both in the same place. It would make my life so much easier. The amount of time I have spent looking for a pen, or a piece of paper (and usually I end up writing on the back of an envelope or a really important letter).
I'm going off topic. I do that a lot.
Another thing about ideas, is that you'll think of a decent one and then after declaring that the idea is good and you will use it, another, usually exceptional and much more original and creative than the first idea, is thought of. The bad thing about this is that it is usually too late to change it. Hence, you spend the entire time regretting everything and hating the way your mind works. This also happens frequently to me.
Forming ideas is hard and difficult, which can be really annoying and self-aggravating. Then, miraculously, a really exceptional idea forms in your mind and the world is correct again.
That's if you remember it, of course.
Bye for now!
(Wow is that too cheesy? I told you in my first post I was awkward at this okay. Maybe I should leave the exclamation marks alone.)
Tuesday, 27 August 2013
Introductions.
Well.
Hello.
In my experience, introducing yourself is really difficult and is typically followed by an awkward silence while you think about what to say next. Let's be honest, meeting new people is great and brilliant, but so awkward. I always find it mind boggling (boggling, nice word. I like it) how people can introduce themselves so easily with no hint of awkwardness. I have no memory of meeting the people who are in my life right now. I must have introduced myself at some point, or did I just place myself in their company without a "Hello, my name is Megan. I saw you standing here you look friendly, hi." I honestly cannot remember.
The last time I had to introduce myself was about 6 weeks ago, at my Post 16 induction day. I keep trying to convince myself that the incident wasn't all my fault, I mean, if he hadn't of mumbled I wouldn't of mistook his name for "Hello," would I? I basically asked him for his name twice and then he sat quiet for the next two hours. He was clearly wishing he hadn't of come to our school for an education because his first encounter was with a girl who couldn't tell the difference between "Hello" and "Luke". Hopefully, I'll forget that little introduction, just like I have with the rest. Hopefully he will too.
I have a strong belief that introducing yourself in writing, is a lot easier, than say, in person. The main reason being that if I said this out loud to a person I had never met before, they would have turned around and walked straight out of the door by now, because really this is a very long way of introducing yourself. Also, I dictate the conversation topics so no awkward silences, not here. If you haven't figured out by now, I really dislike awkward silences, they make me twitch and do the *laugh but I'm not actually laughing because it sounds like air flowing through my mouth, why are you staring at me like that* thing.
Well, I personally feel like we have reached the point in conversation where I'm beginning to get so nervous that I begin to talk really, really fast. Not that I'm nervous about this of course, no, it's only the first post of hopefully many that will give you an impression of who I am and what I stand for. I don't think I've done any of that so far. Or maybe I have. I think I'll leave you to decide that.
Well.
Goodbye.
(Another thing I find very awkward is saying Goodbye, but I'll think I'll leave that topic for another time)
Hello.
In my experience, introducing yourself is really difficult and is typically followed by an awkward silence while you think about what to say next. Let's be honest, meeting new people is great and brilliant, but so awkward. I always find it mind boggling (boggling, nice word. I like it) how people can introduce themselves so easily with no hint of awkwardness. I have no memory of meeting the people who are in my life right now. I must have introduced myself at some point, or did I just place myself in their company without a "Hello, my name is Megan. I saw you standing here you look friendly, hi." I honestly cannot remember.
The last time I had to introduce myself was about 6 weeks ago, at my Post 16 induction day. I keep trying to convince myself that the incident wasn't all my fault, I mean, if he hadn't of mumbled I wouldn't of mistook his name for "Hello," would I? I basically asked him for his name twice and then he sat quiet for the next two hours. He was clearly wishing he hadn't of come to our school for an education because his first encounter was with a girl who couldn't tell the difference between "Hello" and "Luke". Hopefully, I'll forget that little introduction, just like I have with the rest. Hopefully he will too.
I have a strong belief that introducing yourself in writing, is a lot easier, than say, in person. The main reason being that if I said this out loud to a person I had never met before, they would have turned around and walked straight out of the door by now, because really this is a very long way of introducing yourself. Also, I dictate the conversation topics so no awkward silences, not here. If you haven't figured out by now, I really dislike awkward silences, they make me twitch and do the *laugh but I'm not actually laughing because it sounds like air flowing through my mouth, why are you staring at me like that* thing.
Well, I personally feel like we have reached the point in conversation where I'm beginning to get so nervous that I begin to talk really, really fast. Not that I'm nervous about this of course, no, it's only the first post of hopefully many that will give you an impression of who I am and what I stand for. I don't think I've done any of that so far. Or maybe I have. I think I'll leave you to decide that.
Well.
Goodbye.
(Another thing I find very awkward is saying Goodbye, but I'll think I'll leave that topic for another time)
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