Why do people say things they don't mean? All it does is hurt people.

This is a repetition of what I've said before, but I just found someone who agrees and said it much more concisely :)

"It is not a bad idea to get in the habit of writing down one's thoughts. It saves one having to bother anyone else with them."
-Isabel Colegate

I was reminded of this in a lecture yesterday - does anyone else think it's amazing that elephants can swim? and not only that, swim accross oceans?

This woman did such a simple but brave thing. It impressed me when I learnt about it in history a-level, and it seems it still does. I'm glad her funeral was a celebration and not a sad event - it appears fitting in my mind.
Also - as a side note - hearing Arethra Franklin in that setting must have been incredible.

It's not really important now, obviously Rosa Parks was the important one in this, but does anyone ever wonder what happened to the man she refused to give up her seat to? If he's alive, I wonder how he feels about the whole thing. Was he racist, or was he just a product of his society? taking advantage of the rules that favoured him (not that that makes it better). Did he or would he have attended her funeral?

As I say, it's kind of irrelevant now, but it would be interesting to know.

wanted to say this eariler but blogger wouldn't let me!

Basically - am feeling a lot better now :) Not sure what changed, but it did so i'm happy!

I miss him. I miss having a close male friend, that I can talk to anytime and go shopping with and see movies with, and who wants to do the same with me.

The feeling comes and goes, but everytime I see him I realise that I don't can't call him my best friend anymore, and that hurts. I have plenty of friends, and some of them are close ones...but it's not the same.

I think I might watch a funny movie before I go to bed, cheer myself up.

Have now started 3rd year of uni. In an amazing house, it's absolutely huge, with 3 kitchens, 8 bathrooms and 15 people living here. I've finally got a decent kitchen so can do some real cooking now. My room is also unbelievably big. Have settled into it quite nicely though and am generally having a good time :) Only real stress is work which is such a change from last year, I really appreciate my mental peace now.

Have been having lots of random thoughts as ever, but somehow haven't managed to keep them in my head long enough to write them down. I dunno, sometimes it's nice to just let a thought wash over you instead of capturing it in writing. Once you write it down it's bound by your words, somehow it makes me stop thinking about the topic as much once I've written it down - sometimes that's good, sometimes bad, but recently I've decided to just go with the flow and not over analyse.

I think keeping peace of mind is going to be one of my focuses for this term.

I just found this in my drafts section - wrote it a long time ago. I don't think it's finished, but thought I'd give it to you in it's raw form anyway. Be warned, it's cheesy...

A Perfect World:

would allow people to follow their dreams, no matter what their financial situation
would not have people judging each other
would have no religion, but a god that really is good and who does not demand worship.
would have everyone on earth able to have access to the basics of living.
would have people that do not feel the need to destroy.
probably would not have people.

Simon and Garfunkel - I am a Rock

A winter's day
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

Don't talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.

Been so long! Starting to get lazy with posting now. Helped out with my mum's Indian Independance day function a few days after the last post, but it's not really worth going into so.....

I'll start with Scotland: Went there at the end of August with my cousins. We saw the Edinburgh festival on the 1st day, and stayed in a youth hostel with a beautiful sea view.



Went on a frickin' scary ghost tour at night after seeing a random play and a few street shows. The next morning we hired a car and drove to Balloch in the Trossachs. Our youth hostel was like an old castle on the edge of a loch and was surrounded by forests and fields - it was incredibly beautiful.



After looking around the local area and loch lomond,the next day we drove up to another few lochs and Inverary, where we got lunch and proceeded to drive back to Edinburgh taking a different, more scenic route, including a car ferry. We ended up getting stranded on the car ferry for an hour (should have been a 15 minute journey) because the pier on the other side had collapsed after a storm the night before. The views were beautiful though and there was a full rainbow accross the loch for us to admire while we waited.



That was all very exciting, but meant we had to pay extra to return our car at a different place in Edinburgh and had to catch a train that got us home at 3am! Anyway, the scenery of that place was stunning, I'd love to go walking there properly one day I think.

Since then...I've driven down to Chester and back to secretly get my dad's birthday present, which was a model ship. He liked it which is always good! My aunty left for India a couple of days ago and our bathroom has been ripped apart because we have wet rot and we're having the whole bathroom replaced. Also just got a new radio cd player for my car :D

That's mostly it really. Oh, one more thing. We sent the mobile phone I was using last summer to my grandad in India with my aunty, and discovered I still had a load of old messages on there. It was strange reading through and deleting all those messages, thinking how much my relationships with people had changed in just one year. I won't go into the detail of them on here, but well, lets just say that it's funny how quickly things can change :)