Coachella (RANT)

This year I finally did it, I went to Coachella!….in my dreams.

Ugh, as I write this we’re in the middle of a Coachella related social media frenzy and I’m jealous beyond belief.
 If I see one more #Coachella photo on my Instagram I could scream

Have you guys ever been to Coachella? Or even America? Let me know in the comments!

That said, every single photo on my Instagram feed is of Coachella and I still ‘like’ them so I guess I’m not as bitter as I seem?

Why can’t I just finally embrace the mermaid I truly am? Let me live as the most Tumblr being possible, just for a weekend?

Oh wait, but I’m like, umm, a lot of miles away. I’ve no idea how many actually, let me just google it.

5,000+ miles. Wow.

Ughhh, why so far omg let me go to Coachella please please please thank you please

You know what, who needs Coachella anyway? 

Pffft, I’m much happier right here than I would be at Coachella

I mean, the crowds there are huge and who can deal with that?

Plus I doubt half the people can even see the stage when they’re watching a show.

Right, before I get into a huge ramble about why I’m better here than at Coachella, I’m going to go hahah. Comment below if you’ve ever been, or know someone whose been, to Coachella!

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Awful Teacher (RANT)

Right, hi, hello – I need to rant. I’m not going to bother with an introduction, instead I’m going to get straight into it because I need to get this off my chest and my friends and I have already ranted about this a lot.

Okay, firstly, a very short back story: Due to ‘personal reasons’ my amazing English teacher is not teaching my class for the next 8 weeks and for the past few lessons the literal devil, in the form of a substitute teacher, has been ‘teaching’ us. I use quotation marks because no one in their right mind could seriously count that as teaching.

This teacher is truly a demon. She pronounces key words incorrectly, she doesn’t listen and most importantly she doesn’t teach. We’re currently working on poetry and our actual teacher let us contribute and build upon ideas when analysing so that the whole class was involved and with our combined knowledge, each analysis of each poem ended up detailed, accurate and worth high marks. This teacher, however, put a (may I say, extremely awful) YouTube video on and expected us to learn from that. Let me just repeat that: she made us learn important analysis that we need to know for our exams…from a YouTube video. 

As her inability to pronounce words bothered me greatly, I wrote two words on a sheet of paper (enjambment and caesura) and put my hand up, preparing to ask her how to pronounce them even though I knew perfectly well what the correct way was. I literally had to wait 10 minutes before she finally came over to me. Oh, but it gets worse. Instead of telling me how to pronounce them, she proceeded to try and (wrongly) explain what they mean. 
Frustrated, I kept telling her that *insert actual teachers name* had already taught us this and that I already knew what they meant but she continued ‘explaining’ them, angering me more. However, I’m a top student and have never even received a detention so I stayed calm and didn’t confront her, simply repeating that I already knew what they meant and correcting her errors. After she finally told me how to wrongly pronounce the words, she then had the nerve to tell me I’d spelt one of them wrong (spoiler alert: I hadn’t – I literally went and got a dictionary to check  and oh, who’d of guessed it, she was wrong). 

That all happened on the second lesson I had with her (the first was pretty uneventful as most of the class was missing for a sporting event). Moving on to the third lesson, well, let’s just say everyone has the same view as me and we all dislike her strongly. The first offence she made that lesson was literally just the poem she chose to analyse. We had, up until that point, been working through our anthologies in order (which only makes sense seeing as that’s how the exam board recommend you do it) but this teacher chose a really random one from the back of the book. 
Having already angered the majority of the class, she then doesn’t even let us read the poem before playing the first YouTube video she saw that coincidentally was really bad at analysis. She also refused to let us look at any context for the poem, which may I add is a key part of our assessment.

Having not even had the opportunity to read the poem and with no idea what was going on, many students simply put down their pens and decided against any form of analysis as protest. I attempted to take a few notes from the lesson but mainly just used my own ideas.

 Usually we spend anything from one to three lessons of detailed analysis on a single poem and usually at least half a lesson on context. This teacher gave us half a lesson with a youtube video to analyse the poem with no context at all before moving on to the next poem. Oh, did I mention, the next poem she chose to analyse was actually before the one we’d just done? It’s also apparently the hardest poem to analyse in the entire anthology…and all we had was an awful video…ahah, watch us fail our exams.

Another point was the fact that none of us really got much work done because we were all taking it in turns to argue with her. Though not starting any arguments myself, I did contribute to them simply by stating fact and pointing out many of her countless errrors. One of my friends asked her what a word meant and though my friend genuinely didn’t know the meaning, even she could tell just how wrong this teacher’s words were due to her inability to explain. In fact, this girl simply stood up half way through this teachers ‘explanation’ and went to the back of the room to get a dictionary and find out herself.

I’m the end, almost everyone in the class took it in turns to ask to go to the toilet simply just to escape from this teacher and lesson. Of course, the teacher must have noticed something was going on and this annoyed her greatly but she was too oblivious to realise much else.

 She spent most the lesson telling us things (which we all later looked up and saw to be untrue), wrongly correcting our correct spellings, wrongly pronouncing words, arguing with students, not listening to us, wrongly answering questions, not letting us read the poem we were analysing, not telling us any context, rushing us through poems and ‘teaching’ through a YouTube video. Oh and many more things I simply cannot be bothered to list.

Rant over (for now): do you guys have any ‘teacher horror stories’? Let me now in the comments!
[UPDATE: I wrote this rant around half a month ago and I can safely say we never saw the demon teacher again after those few lessons. Whether that was because every class she taught reported her for being a bad teacher or whether she just wasn’t needed, I don’t know. We still don’t have back our actual teacher but the ‘English specialist’ we have teaching us now is bareable. Though he did say that we were going to be taking ‘much notes’ in a lesson (rather than many) so he’s definitely not perfect]

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Highlighter

I’m very new to the world of wearing highlighter but omg, how did I live without it? Seriously, it’s my new favourite thing ever! When I wear it I feel like a shimmery sparkling mermaid unicorn Tumblr person and I love it!! As I write this, I’m sat outside drinking out of my copper mason jar as the sun begins to set, all with perfectly shimmering cheekbones reflecting off the beams of light shooting through the trees.

I honestly think it’s become my new favourite makeup item and is quickly becoming a key part of my minimal daily makeup routine. It’s got to the point I think if I could only wear one makeup item for the rest of my life it could easily be highlighter.

 

In all honesty, I’m very tempted to buy a rainbow highlighter, obviously just for fun and for photos. I also think I’m going to end up with a vast highlighter collection and in all honestly, I want it to happen!
Do you wear highlighter? Have you ever tried it? Tell me your stories down below!! (Comments are the best, let’s be real!)

{947}  My LifeOnline {15/04/17}

My First Post (Reshared)

Ahhh, this is going to be cringey! Today I’ve decided to reshare my very first post as I know a lot of my current readers haven’t seen it. I’m going to leave it completely unedited so be prepared for spelling and grammar mistakes!
Comment below when you uploaded your first post! I’ll make sure to check out your blogs and see if I can find your first ever post! 
I actually saw the idea for this post on another persons blog but no matter how hard I look, I cannot for the life of me find the post. If you created this idea or know who did, comment below so I can credit the rightful owners! 

With that said, here is my very first post:

Well, hello there!
Honestly, I have no idea how to start this, what exactly I’m going write, what I’m doing with my life, what the meaning of life is- woah, too deep…lets just backtrack. 

Okay so this is my first post…obviously. I mean, if you read the title you would know but I guess if you can’t read…wait. Obviously you can read. That was stupid, huh? *Awkward laughter*

Moving on, I decided a while back I wanted to start a blog. I used to have one but the posts felt forced and too…perfect? I would only blog the good things like traveling and amazing, not awkward, stuff. Yeah, it’s really nice to share the good stuff but maybe not all the time. If you take all the not so good out of your life are you really you? That’s why I decided to start completely fresh. This blog is where I can truly share my life, embarrassing stories and all. I’m just really hoping people can relate.

Prepare for many awkward, possibly embarrassing and probably relatable rambles. Anything from awkward situations and friendships to tripping over in public and general clumsiness. Though I’m probably going to add the odd, probably unnecessary, photo in as a thumbnail because J love photography.

Well, i’m gonna stop talking (or writing) now…and probably start writing (or saying) a couple more of the many posts I have planned. 

Make sure to comment below just so I know someone can relate or at least that someone’s actually reading. Okay, now I’m actually going to stop…I don’t really have any final words so umm, bye?

{938} My LifeOnline {13/04/17}

900 Followers Reaction

Guess whose back with another ‘Followers Reaction’ post? Well, me, obviously. Oh well, here it is:

Wow, okay, this is crazy! As I write this, I’m 15 followers from 900 which is honestly insane!

You know, I’m really loving daily blogging this month! If I wasn’t so busy, I would totally daily blog!

Ahhhh, 9 followers to go!

It’s so close to 1000, how is this even possible?

5 to go omg

897 followers….what?

Eek, 899!

Guys, I just got a notification for WordPress…could it be?

Oh. My. God.

Over 900 followers…what the actual hell.

Okay, give me a moment *screams*

Just kidding, I didn’t actually scream. I’m actually sat here playing my ukulele so I don’t think screaming would suit it too well

Right, I’m getting sidetracked….900 followers?

Well, uh, what do I say? God, I’ve thanked you guys enough in all the other ‘Followers reaction’ posts, don’t want to get repetitive am I right?

Oh, and I don’t want to be this walking clichè:

‘Wow, I never expected this! I am eternally grateful for each and every one of you and I love you all to the moon and back! Thank you all so much, you can’t believe how happy this makes me!’

*Cringes eternally*

*Seriously can’t stop cringing please let me delete that*

No offence to anyone whose actually written that because let’s be real, I’ve totally used all those phrases before and I’m not even ashamed. (Okay, I lie, I’m totally ashamed) I mean, they’re kinda true,just way too overused!

Comment below your blog follower goal and I’ll make sure to have a read of your blog! ❤

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Phone Calls

I, like many people my age, really hate making phone calls. However, sometimes it’s just a fact of life that you’re just going to have to grin and bare it…or more, grimace and overthink it.

So, the other day I had to make an important phone call. What it was about is irrelevant but it was  important I didn’t mess up. Naturally, I wrote a list [EDIT: Sometimes I swear I’m turning into my mum] and worked out the topics I needed to address. 

Once I’d finally plucked up the courage to phone the number, you’ll never guess what happened. That’s right, the person I was phoning didn’t even answer. With no idea what to do about that, I emailed them to say I’d tried to phone and that I’d try again tomorrow.

Two days later, I gathered the confidence to phone again. This time, the person answered but they couldn’t talk at that moment and asked if I could call back in half an hour. Looking back I’m sensing a theme here, I originally said a day yet it took me two and then when I was meant to call back in half an hour, I didn’t until an hour later just in case.

Hallelujah, this time the person answered and you know what? The phone call wasn’t even that bad! I definitely overthought it, however, I still don’t like phone calls. Or at least, I don’t like most phone calls: I called my friend the other day because I saw a really cute puppy and just felt the need to tell her.

Do you like to make phone calls? Or are you more like me and only make important them when you have to (or to tell someone about a puppy which is also pretty important)? Comment below!

{915} My LifeOnline {11/04/17}