I’m sorry to start 2018 off with negativity, but I realised that I never did a blog about this, so here it is.
On the 22nd May 2017, a concert in Manchester was a target of a terrorist attack, the attack killed 22 people, including children as young as 8, and injuring hundreds.
That morning, I stood with my family in silence as we watched clips of the night, children running away, the sound of the bomb and the screams…the screams… I went into college and everyone was tense, it’s was uncomfortably quieter than usual, I went into my media class and my teacher wasn’t her usual bubbly self. We seemed sit in silence, suddenly grateful for what we have.
The rest of the day was the same, but it was what happened at home that I’ll never forget. My mum came up to me holding her phone and said, “do you recognise her?”, within a second of showing me the picture, is said “That’s Nell.”.
The last time I saw Nell, she must have been 7 or 8, she went to my primary school and was fairly close to my sister. I always remember her with a huge smile on her face, almost forced. She was always happy at primary school.
My mum said that Nell was missing, along with other children, I tried to stay positive and I convinced myself that Nell would be found, that she would be unharmed and seeking refuge at some hotel.
But that was not the case.
The next day, at college, I heard other people talking about Nell, saying that ‘the girl from around here is dead’, I wanted to cry. I did even know Nell, she wasn’t my friend, but I knew her enough to recognise her voice and personality. During my study period, I sat on my own, refreshing the news on my phone, waiting for the article to show up, and soon enough it did, “Latest victim of Manchester bombing identified as Nell, 14.” That was when I knew it was real. An innocent girl from my primary school was murdered.
Despite all of the horror that the Manchester attack threw at us, so many people showed a sense of community, hope and optimism, with the entire world joining together to remember Nell and the 21 other victims of the attack. That was when I realised that we are a community, a team, and it is our job to stop the monsters who keep trying and failing to break us.
Make the most of what you have, love those around you and keep smiling.
Have a fun life! 🙂
There are some things I’d like to do with my blog this year, here are a few:
YouTube: I’m planning on starting a YouTube channel in which I talk to the camera about things similar to here, but more spontaneous and real. Possibly helping others as well.
Stories: I might start wring short stories, as I love creative writing and showing off my imagination.
Daily blog: Some sort of diary? Short extracts about my day and feelings, this might be hard to do to hide personal information, but it’s a thought.
More personal: Maybe even more personal blogs, talking about more intimate things.
Less Personal: More relaxed posts, similar to my blog about ghosts at high school.
Have a fun life! 🙂
One of my dreams is to stand up on stage and tell an audience why having a label is not necessary, but first, I’ll state why here.
First off, I’m going to ask you a question. Do you like tea, coffee or both? If you drink tea, you don’t look at those who drink coffee and see them different to fellow tea drinkers (unless you’re joking around). There is no need for a coffee drinker to sit down with their family of tea drinkers and tell them that they only drink coffee. So why do we do that when it comes to sexuality?
Of course, it was natural for humans to be shocked when someone liked the same gender. It was seen as unnatural, people were scared to come out. But that was hundreds of years ago. It’s 2017, teenagers shouldn’t be scared to tell their friends and family that their ‘different’, they shouldn’t need to tell them at all. It’s not going to affect your brother in any way if you like a different sex to him.
I want you to think. Is it possible for you to think you’re 100% “straight”, but then come across someone of the same sex in 20 years and think “wow, I am attracted to this person”? Yes. That is very possible. Therefore we shouldn’t limit ourselves to one label. By doing that, we’re forcing our brain to believe that looking at anyone else sexually is wrong. But if you are ‘label-less’, it would still be a surprise, but it wouldn’t be seen as wrong.
People seem to forget that having a label is just an option. Like having 3 meals a day is just an option, or going to school is just an option. Because most people do it, people believe that they have to stick by these fake rules of society and make an official label for themselves. This, for example, means that celebrities feel the need to create ‘coming out’ videos, because their fans all think that this celebrity has and needs a label. But they don’t need a label.
So, with that said, I’m am official me. I do not have a label, I’m not going to stress over ‘finding out who I am’, I’m going to take on every day as it comes at me.
I am attracted to people. Enough said.
If you disagree or are confused with anything that I said, I’d love to hear from you. Comment down below your thoughts. Keep it friendly though, we’re all entitled to our own opinion.
Have a fun life! 🙂
I’ve realised that my past few posts have been rather negative. So I am going to share with you all of the good things that have happened to me in 2016.
Let’s start with the most important: GCSE’s. The exams themselves were torture, but the feeling of finished each one was amazing. Not having to go to that lesson anymore and crossing off them lessons on my timetable. But of course, the most important of all would be the last exam. My third Physics paper. The thought that I never have to do science ever again. Leaving the exam room, getting my bag and signing out at the school entrance for the final time was a sensational experience. I hated school. I never looked back. I never said goodbye to anyone. They didn’t care, I didn’t care.
Then there was results day. I was absolutely certain that I failed maths and all sciences. I was dreading opening the envelope as seeing the D’s and E’s. But to my surprise, I saw B’s and C’s. Of course I was a little disappointed that I didn’t get any A’s or A*’s. Especially when the head of English basically garunteed me one. But the fact that I passed everything filled me with joy! I couldn’t quite understand how I passed maths. It must have been the pages of 1 markers because I’m sure I failed the longer ones. But at that moment, I knew I was getting into the college I always wanted to go to.
That leads on to the long summer break. It was the longest time off education I’ve ever had since I was a baby. It was amazing, so free. I was home alone a lot. As you know, I like that. I watched episode upon episode of Pretty Little Liars, I played with my dog, I burned all of my school books. And when I went on holiday with my family, I went on my first suspended rollercoaster. It was great. But sadly, a few weeks afterwards, my grandad passed away after multiple strokes. But let’s not talk about that.
After the long break off, I started college. I was nervous but excited. My first day was great, I was with my friends, we laughed, we learned. The next day wasn’t so great, I didn’t like my media class very much (but it turns out I now really like media. It just wasn’t a great first impression.) and I didn’t like photography either (I still don’t, but I can cope with it.). But I really like English Language, my teacher is very kind, the people on my table are hilarious and the overall atmosphere is great. I have also been able to do a lot more exercises since joining college as I walk along the river a lot.
There have been other great things too, like getting a new computer, making new friends online, discovering new YouTubers to watch (and something’s chat with), and sending a letter to my role model, Josh Hutcherson, who replied with a signed photo after I thought I’d sent it wrong.
Just remember, although you may been going through tough times, there is always something to be happy about. The glass is half full.
Have a fun life! 🙂
Here we go:
1: I live in England
2: I own a Jack Russell
3: I’m oddly obsessed with the RMS Titanic
4: I take Media Studies, Photography and English Language as AS level and A level
5: I have an older brother
6: I have a younger sister
7: My favourite movie is The Hunger Games
8: My favourite game is Minecraft
9: I have no label
10: My favourite YouTuber range from Stampy Cat to Miranda Sings
11: I don’t like tomatoes
12: I have social anxiety
13: I hated school
14: I passed all my GCSE’s
15: My favourite TV show is The Big Bang Theory
16: My favourite actor is Josh Hutcherson
17: I tried sending him fan mail but I did it wrong
!!!! UPDATE: IT TURNS OUT I DID IT RIGHTS AND HE SEND A ‘SIGNED’ (it was autopen) PHOTO BACK. THANKS JOSH!!!!
18: I go to a theatre club
19: I have been in 8 of their shows so far
20: I can dance (ish)
21: I lip sync like a pro
22: I can ‘crack’ my eyelids
23: I would like to act in a horror movie
24: I like being alone
25: I am a pro ‘awkward dancer’
26: I have long eyelashes
27: I love hoodies
28: I don’t smoke
29: I share a room with my brother
30: My favourite holiday is Christmas
31: I’m slightly OCD
32: My favourite animal is a dog
33: I have my breakfast a night
34: I believe in ghosts
35: I believe in aliens
36: My favourite music genre is Musical
37: In year 4 I wet myself on stage
38: I’m scared of clowns
39: My favourite number is 12
40: I don’t drink alcohol often
41: I would like to go to Canada
42: I would like to be an actor
43: I have one brown eye and ones greeny-brown eye
44: I’m an animal lover
45: I’m for equality
46: I am prone to spelling errors
47: My favourite emoji is 😋
48: I hate spending money
49: I have size 8 feet
50: I need the toilet
Have a fun life! :)<<