A few weeks ago I didn't get what all the fuss over the royal wedding was about. However as the big day got closer the anticipation and excitement began to emerge in me. After a slight mishap with the step mum's 'little motor car' getting stuck in Tesco car park for half an hour, (and me having to rescue her), we all settled down to watch the service, much to my dads disgust. A few hours later we are settled down to watch 'My Big Fat Royal Gypsy Wedding' to compare the two...much to my dads disgust.
I'm supposed to be revising for my millions of upcoming exams....you are witness to how well that's going. In the Google search bar I have English revision typed in, however I have the 'blogger' window open, accompanied by YouTube playing JLo, BBC Radio 1- UK Top 40 and Facebook. Despite all of that I'm going to blame the distraction on my sister who is watching crap on the Disney Channel and my mum who wanted me to get the bleach so she can clean the bin. (Because that's not OCD at all).
Yesterday I remembered how I used to be so scared of silly things like... a commode. Yes, I know it's stupid, but there you go, every time I went to go and see 'nana in the big house' (my great grandma who lived in a retirement home) I would stay as far away as possible from the commode. I have no idea why it bothered me, it just did. I then announced that to my dad, Bunny and Prissy, who all started to laugh at me. When the laughter had died down Bunny said, 'I actually don't know what you're talking about.' When we explained to her she said, 'Oh, I thought it was some kind of kitchen appliance I hadn't heard of.' It reminded me of the time I started quoting Disney's Robin Hood I said 'I've got a dirty thumb!' as in what prince John says. Bunny who was sitting next to me leaned over and checked to see if actually had a dirty thumb, looked at me as if I should have been in a straight jacket then went back to work on her laptop.
There is never a dull moment when you're around my lot.
Saturday, 30 April 2011
Wednesday, 27 April 2011
Happy New Years!!
Today all I seem to be doing is typing then backspacing, then sitting and looking at the little cursor line flashing as I decide what to write. I guess listening to Finch and Stiffler argue over Stifflers' mum, from American Pie 2, isn't helping. My sister keeps complaining that me writing this blog is sad. However, she is sitting in a pink jumper matched with pink pyjama bottoms, taking pictures of the dog, that she is undoubtedly going to upload onto the laptop, cover in cheesy little love hearts and stars and make her profile picture on facebook. Closely followed by secretly (or not so secretly) Googling Justin Bieber porn. Bunny just told me to write about true love. Yeah, OK. She says 'In life you get the man that you need, not the man that you want.' This is coming from the woman who just told the room that she should be cloned and pickled. It makes me wonder how many families are like mine. When you visit someones home they act like a perfect family. You can picture them going to church on Sundays, or playing Scrabble on Thursday family game night. Is that what families are supposed to be like? Or is it just what the media have brainwashed us to believe, that this is the proper etiquette?
I babysit quite often for two of my aunties and today I looked after Jacob (3) and Carmen (2). Sometimes I wish that I could magically go back in time and be about three again. Everything was so simple. My biggest worry was my peg being moved down a zone at playschool. I also love how kids are so funny in their innocence (not unlike my lovely step mum). Jacob asked me where his mummy was today, I said 'up your bum', it's sort of a running joke. At this point he put his hand down his trousers to check. He then says 'No she's not! That's Carmen!' I then fall about laughing as he runs away to play with a baby doll.
Everyone always tells me not to wish my life away. And up until recently I didn't really understand what that meant. I'm always thinking about what life is going to be like when I live by myself or when I start uni, but I also look back and regret doing or not doing things. So I guess I should stop looking back and stop looking too far forward or I'm going to miss things that are going on right in front of me. As annoying as my family can be or how sick I am of school, I know that they will always be and have always been there for me and that when they are gone I will miss them. I realised today that I still haven't thought of a new years resolution. So now, my resolution is to make the most of what I've got while I've got it and not let a single moment slide by without the recognition it needs.
I babysit quite often for two of my aunties and today I looked after Jacob (3) and Carmen (2). Sometimes I wish that I could magically go back in time and be about three again. Everything was so simple. My biggest worry was my peg being moved down a zone at playschool. I also love how kids are so funny in their innocence (not unlike my lovely step mum). Jacob asked me where his mummy was today, I said 'up your bum', it's sort of a running joke. At this point he put his hand down his trousers to check. He then says 'No she's not! That's Carmen!' I then fall about laughing as he runs away to play with a baby doll.
Everyone always tells me not to wish my life away. And up until recently I didn't really understand what that meant. I'm always thinking about what life is going to be like when I live by myself or when I start uni, but I also look back and regret doing or not doing things. So I guess I should stop looking back and stop looking too far forward or I'm going to miss things that are going on right in front of me. As annoying as my family can be or how sick I am of school, I know that they will always be and have always been there for me and that when they are gone I will miss them. I realised today that I still haven't thought of a new years resolution. So now, my resolution is to make the most of what I've got while I've got it and not let a single moment slide by without the recognition it needs.
Monday, 25 April 2011
A Crazy Mind
Today a friend asked me what I was going to write about today. My answer was 'I don't know, whatever I'm thinking about at the time.' The problem is now I have nothing on my mind apart from; What the hell should I write? The freshest thing in my head right at the moment is my recent visit to a so called 'Teen Chat Room'. The only thing is out of the 135 people online at that point I bet only 25% of them were actually teenagers, and the rest just dirty middle aged men trying to get lucky online. I'm also wondering why so many people feel the need to go online to make friends and/or talk dirty to each other. You may be thinking I'm spending so much time complaining about it when I was on there in the first place. This is true, however it also entertains me by how many horny teenage guys send me private messages telling me things I'd much rather not know, it's a small pleasure I get, similar to 'Googling' your own name (which I am also guilty of doing.)
Another thing on my mind is of course guys! I mean come on I'm sixteen, they are always on my mind! My current problem consists of a very nice sixth former. It may not sound like a big problem... but it is. Around this time last week this particular guy was going out with a friend. Well, I say a friend, she's more like someone I talk to and who is very close friends with other friends of mine. (If you can even follow that). Anyways, last night I was complaining to anyone on facebook who cared about how badly my chemistry revision was going when all of a sudden, pop! That little red bubble that shows you have a notification tells me that this particular guy has commented on my whiny status. About half an hour later we have decided to meet up when school starts again to help me. Now if you've ever seen a cheesy American film where the smart, funny guy offers to give you a hand on homework, it ALWAYS ends up as tutoring in more than chemistry if you get what I mean. There is also the case of the ex... A moment ago Bunny (the step mum) popped up on chat saying 'Tell me again why you aren't going out with (we'll call him Dan) Dan?' So at this point I'm very awkward and feeling guilty for even breaking up with him when she follows up with 'Why don't you invite him for tea?' So I just smile and nod and wish desperately that she might just forget. And even now we still aren't quite finished on this subject. Another guy who I have liked for a very long time now attended a party that I was at last Thursday. At around one in the morning we started getting close to each other (nothing to extreme, not even a peck on the cheek). For a very shy boy messing around upstairs accompanied with my best friend and her boyfriend, complaining over me being the 'big spoon' when all for of us climbed into the huge king sized bed and started acting like loonies, seemed like a huge milestone. Sadly, I haven't heard from him since. There is also another guy who is totally hot! However is also the biggest prick on the planet! And that's all that needs saying on that one.
Wow, looking back on all I've just written makes me feel like a real floozy! Just putting it out there that I'm not. It's true that I like a good flirt and always have my eye out for fit guys, but as I said earlier I'm sixteen, it's how I'm programmed to work.
Now I'm sitting in my mums family room watching Prissy drool over her Justin Bieber book, Beth attempt to do cartwheels on the front lawn (I just keep seeing a whirl of arms and legs fly by the window.), my step dad writing something in Prissy's pink cupcake covered notepad, and feeling the constant stare my mum is giving me whilst nagging me about having her turn on the laptop. So over and out my beautiful readers!
Another thing on my mind is of course guys! I mean come on I'm sixteen, they are always on my mind! My current problem consists of a very nice sixth former. It may not sound like a big problem... but it is. Around this time last week this particular guy was going out with a friend. Well, I say a friend, she's more like someone I talk to and who is very close friends with other friends of mine. (If you can even follow that). Anyways, last night I was complaining to anyone on facebook who cared about how badly my chemistry revision was going when all of a sudden, pop! That little red bubble that shows you have a notification tells me that this particular guy has commented on my whiny status. About half an hour later we have decided to meet up when school starts again to help me. Now if you've ever seen a cheesy American film where the smart, funny guy offers to give you a hand on homework, it ALWAYS ends up as tutoring in more than chemistry if you get what I mean. There is also the case of the ex... A moment ago Bunny (the step mum) popped up on chat saying 'Tell me again why you aren't going out with (we'll call him Dan) Dan?' So at this point I'm very awkward and feeling guilty for even breaking up with him when she follows up with 'Why don't you invite him for tea?' So I just smile and nod and wish desperately that she might just forget. And even now we still aren't quite finished on this subject. Another guy who I have liked for a very long time now attended a party that I was at last Thursday. At around one in the morning we started getting close to each other (nothing to extreme, not even a peck on the cheek). For a very shy boy messing around upstairs accompanied with my best friend and her boyfriend, complaining over me being the 'big spoon' when all for of us climbed into the huge king sized bed and started acting like loonies, seemed like a huge milestone. Sadly, I haven't heard from him since. There is also another guy who is totally hot! However is also the biggest prick on the planet! And that's all that needs saying on that one.
Wow, looking back on all I've just written makes me feel like a real floozy! Just putting it out there that I'm not. It's true that I like a good flirt and always have my eye out for fit guys, but as I said earlier I'm sixteen, it's how I'm programmed to work.
Now I'm sitting in my mums family room watching Prissy drool over her Justin Bieber book, Beth attempt to do cartwheels on the front lawn (I just keep seeing a whirl of arms and legs fly by the window.), my step dad writing something in Prissy's pink cupcake covered notepad, and feeling the constant stare my mum is giving me whilst nagging me about having her turn on the laptop. So over and out my beautiful readers!
Sunday, 24 April 2011
Let there be Light
I've never posted a blog in my life, my only guide is coming from the films 'Julie and Julia' and 'Motherhood' . And to be honest I don't really know where to start. My name is Georgi and I'm just your average sixteen year old girl whose head is full of major dilemmas like; What outfit I should wear tomorrow? Does he like me? I hope mum doesn't find out about last week when I got sent home from a party because I was throwing up the bottle of Smirnoff I drank in half an hour.
My blog will be about the everyday dramas in which me and the people around me come into contact with. I won't be using people's actual names aside from my own, purely because my step dad is afraid that he will lose his job if somebody finds that he has been giving his stepdaughter advice on guys and telling me that he finds women showing their butt cracks attractive. (don't ask...).
If you follow my blog I'm pretty much certain you will be hearing a lot about my family and friends, so why not give you a head start? My immediate family consists of my mum, my step dad, who would like to be referred to as 'Kody', my dad, my step mum, who shall be called Bunny and my two sisters, 'Beth' (11) who is the biggest cry baby! and 'Prissy' (14) who is the most annoying thing on the planet and has a strange fetish with Justin Bieber. I have quite a large friend group, who I often refer to as the Nerd Herd, but my close friends are 'Rachael' and her boyfreind 'Cam' and 'Leanne'.
At the current time I am in year 11 studying all the normal boring subjects at school with added Media Studies, Science, Spanish and Geography. Blah blah blah. My ambition is to become a doctor... and if that fails I guess I'll just have to marry some rich guy.
When I was twelve my mum, sisters, step dad and I moved to North Vancouver, Canada and spent two years there. In those two years I didn't see any other members of my family which was hard for a big family girl like me. But now reunited I'm happier than ever before and ready for whatever the world will throw at me next.
And there it is. You have successfully completed 'The Basic Outline of Georgi's Life 101'. So I say 'Let there be Light' on the start of many happy blogging days.
My blog will be about the everyday dramas in which me and the people around me come into contact with. I won't be using people's actual names aside from my own, purely because my step dad is afraid that he will lose his job if somebody finds that he has been giving his stepdaughter advice on guys and telling me that he finds women showing their butt cracks attractive. (don't ask...).
If you follow my blog I'm pretty much certain you will be hearing a lot about my family and friends, so why not give you a head start? My immediate family consists of my mum, my step dad, who would like to be referred to as 'Kody', my dad, my step mum, who shall be called Bunny and my two sisters, 'Beth' (11) who is the biggest cry baby! and 'Prissy' (14) who is the most annoying thing on the planet and has a strange fetish with Justin Bieber. I have quite a large friend group, who I often refer to as the Nerd Herd, but my close friends are 'Rachael' and her boyfreind 'Cam' and 'Leanne'.
At the current time I am in year 11 studying all the normal boring subjects at school with added Media Studies, Science, Spanish and Geography. Blah blah blah. My ambition is to become a doctor... and if that fails I guess I'll just have to marry some rich guy.
When I was twelve my mum, sisters, step dad and I moved to North Vancouver, Canada and spent two years there. In those two years I didn't see any other members of my family which was hard for a big family girl like me. But now reunited I'm happier than ever before and ready for whatever the world will throw at me next.
And there it is. You have successfully completed 'The Basic Outline of Georgi's Life 101'. So I say 'Let there be Light' on the start of many happy blogging days.
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