Tuesday 4th March: A Little French Blog

Yesterday I was inspired to focus on my passion, and find out what my passion is. I know that I love the language of French, and I enjoy writing; I want to be a travel witer(I think), so what better way to prove my passion than by starting a little french blog! 

I will be sharing little post occasionally about my life, French culture, and anything that I feel like. Obviously, I am not fluent in French, so there will be errors, but hopefully this blog will help to develop my writing in French.

http://lesrecherchespourmapassion.blogspot.co.uk/

Monday 3rd March: Finding My Passion

At school today they put on a careers event where employers came in to school to talk to us about our future career prospects. In all honesty, I was not expecting it to be great, quite the contrary actually, as most school careers events simply tell us we need to think and we need to decide our future and then do not offer any guidance.

But the employer today, a nice man who designed Gilette razors(who said the company pays people to come in and be shaved haha), did inspire me a bit. He was talking to us about our interests, and he said that the one thing that we need to succeed is passion.

I think, at the moment, that I want to be a travel writer, or maybe a journalist in another country, and so I have decided to harness this passion and create something which I can be proud of.

Sunday 2nd March: My Head Is Orange

So, in the pursuit of a lighter blond hair colour for the spring, I dyed my hair. And now it is ginger. I went for a blonde dye, obviously lighter than my natural hair colour, and to be honest, I on't even know what went wrong.

MY hair is not a disgusting pale orange/peach/yellow colour all on the top and it looks awful, especially against my skin tone. he worst part is that the £5 pack of hair dye is going to cost me £80 to fix at the hairdressers. WHY? L i f e.

Saturday 1st March: Three Months Since Italy

On the 1st December I travelled to Rimini, Italy with school for the Comenius project with a school from France and from Germany, as well as the Italian school.

The week was incredible, it was literally one of the best weeks of my life. I have actually just found my initial review of the week, and in honour of it being three months since I went(I want to go back!), I thought I would share it.

I think that the activities that we did were a bit rubbish. I enjoyed the free time the best :) We went to a congress centre which was a bit weird and pointless thing to go to, but I enjoyed the unusual things the best: we went to this exhibition of a 'mysterious plane crash' and it had no explainations(the guide discussed it with us) which I found interesting.

 

"I also really enjoyed the amount of freedom that we were given. We didn't have to report our presence constantly, and we were given free evenings and lunchtimes to hang out together and do what we wanted. It felt more like we were involved in their lifestyle  because we were given chances to do things that they actually do, for example, we all walked to this new shopping centre, and we all went out into the city.

 

I think the best part of it all was actually just the people we met. Everyone was so friendly and nice- the hosts were so hospitable(they were like another family) and it was so nice to mix with people from other countries too. The French people were so nice, and the Germans were friendly, too. I have so many memories now of hilarious moments- I don't think there was ever a time when I wasn't crying of laughter.

 

I am actually really depressed that I will not get to see some of the people I've met again, but I am looking forward to next year (for when they all come back) so much! I think that if I had to change anything, I would say that it would have been good to have a party on the first night so that we could lose all of our awkwardness straight away, as well as one to say goodbye on the last night- but obviously this is something organised by us, not the teachers. Also, more free time; It was so nice to chill out as a big group! Obviously, it would have been better if we had stayed for a few weeks more- it would be good to have done it during school holidays, and then we could have added on more time if we wished. But these comments are really pathetic when considering the amazingness of the whole project- it is hard to look for things to improve."

Friday 28th February: Last Day of February

What the hell happened to February? I know it's the shortest month, but still. How is it over already?

 This month was good and bad. I did a lot of fun things, for example seeing Taylor Swift, seeing twenty one pilots and going to London. But it was also the month of procrastination where I needed it to be the month of hard work.

Why do I always tell myself to work hard and then fall into the routine of laziness. In March this has to stop.

Thursday 27th February: Thinking of Post Ideas

I thought, when I started on this challenge for the year, that I would have no trouble. After all, It is only a short post each day, surely no more than 10 minutes. Alas, how wrong I was.

I takes me, not only about twenty minutes to come up with an idea to write about, but about 15 minutes to write a detailed post that I am happy with. Some of my posts are more in depth, for example my reviews, but most of them are intended to be casual thought from my mind. The only trouble with that is that I can't write a post about Douglas Booth everyday(as he is always on my mind).

Wednesday 26th February: Calls From Family

We have never really been close with the rest of my family. Both of my parents have no siblings, so I have no immediate cousins, and the one family that I knew as cousins(the children of my 2nd cousins) were always so nasty to me growing up that I refuse to see them nowadays. 

Bu the one family member that never fails to leave is my Grandma. I love her, but she annoys the hell out of me. Not least with her incessant calling at least once a day. Seriously, nothing has changed, literally nothing since yesterday. And I do not appreciate my mother bitching about my lfie problems to her either.Not impressed.