Monday 22 March 2010

Life Through Lyrics

I've come to realise something recently: I live my life through lyrics. This probably isn't much different from anybody my age, but I like to think that I really do.

So, what I thought I'd do is just, well, post a bunch of lyrics that I feel sum up my life, who I am, things I want to accomplish etc. These are in no particular order (OK, that was bordering on game show host results style, apologies...), here are a random collection of little quotes, phrases, lyrics etc that I love.

"So dear, dear Katie,
what have you done lately? I've heard it's all going on..." Dear Katie - James Blunt

"And isn't faith believing, all power can't be seen?" To Where You Are - Josh Groban

"If you hear nothing, learn from nothing, then you teach nothing when it's your turn." Understand It - Tim Minchin/Rosencrantz

"Let it fall, let it fall, let it fall, please don't stop the rain." Please Don't Stop the Rain - James Morrison

"
Even when the rain falls, even when the flood starts rising, even when the storm comes - I am washed by the water." Washed By the Water - Needtobreathe

"And I still hold your hand, in mine, in mine when I'm sleep." Goodbye My Lover - James Blunt

"Don't give up, it's just the weight of the world." You Are Loved (Don't Give Up) - Josh Groban

"
For somebody's sake now, please close your eyes woman. Please get some sleep...Well too much silence can be misleading. You're drifting I can hear it in the way that you're breathing." No Other Way - Jack Johnson

"
You take my over analyse away. It's you and me against the world today." Brave Face - Delta Goodrem

That's it for now. I've run out of ideas and it's almost time for me to sleep (something I've been looking forward to since waking up this morning...) I may make this a weekly thing, sorta talking about the lyrics that inspired my week or something similar. Feel free to comment and speculate on why the lyrics may mean something to me, I'm interested to hear what you think :) Feel free also to comment leaving lyrics you've been inspired by. Again, I'd love to hear some :)

Besos
Rachel

Wednesday 17 March 2010

Very Late #FollowFriday

For those not on Twitter, basically it's a list of people you NEED to follow :)

@podski111
@fizzy_lizzie16
@stephishere
@F1698
@IchBinCallum
@cpahl2000
@baa_
@beth_lunn
@LukeeGee
@JaseBrant


@watsoncomedian
@Jason_Manford
@mermhart
@deansmith7
@james_mcquillan
@HowardEbison
@joshgroban

@fern_brown
@rlg20693

And of course myself aka @iRachey (you can follow me from the Twitter 'widget' on the left hand side of the page)

Besos
Rachel

Tuesday 16 March 2010

Gratitude

So, since just after Christmas I've been both blogging (semi-successfully) and trying to be an optimist (also semi-successfully). I think the second goal is less publicised - I think I've pretty much only informed myself of this aim, until now. I didn't do too well at the optimism at first, I've spent a long time being pessimistic, so I guess the adjustment was tough. I think I'm doing okay now though, I think I'm a convert.

My English teacher keeps telling our class that somebody with experience is better for giving advice than somebody without it (or something very similar, same principle), and I'm starting to think she's right - because now I'm realising that optimism is a great deal more bearable for day-to-day life than pessimism, and I feel like telling everybody.

I think I've always been a sort of...spiritual...person. Perhaps in a religious sense, perhaps not. I don't really understand it, but somehow it makes enough sense as it needs to - and that's good enough for now. I'll explain those confused ramblings now, shall I?

Recently, I've started viewing things from a considerably different opinion to before. I've started trying to find something to be grateful for in everything bad happening to me.

"You're a bitch. You look like a lesbian and a transsexual, you stupid bitch." I am grateful to be able to live with myself, knowing that I don't have insecurities as bad as the people who try to put me down. I am grateful to have met someone full of such hatred, knowing that there are people feeling worse than me.

"I don't know where your coursework's gone, someone may have stolen it. It's happened before." I am grateful for the honesty of the person who told me that. I am grateful for the many, many jokes that my friends and I have had over it since. And for those wondering, it never turned up - I am grateful to have been given an A for a piece of work that was never actually graded.

"I've seen you crying but I've never seen you this upset." I am grateful that somebody cares, that somebody pays attention, that somebody notices (and also because that little quote there has stuck in my head and I don't intend of forgetting it anytime soon).

If you're not understanding how any of that relates to being spiritual, I suppose I mean that it's a very Christian approach to take towards things. I've struggled with paranoia recently, it's not been fun and it's been hard. But I'm over it now, I can easily laugh when people think they're offending me or affecting me. I can laugh at how people think they're being sneaky by talking about me and laughing whilst actually looking at me. During times like these, I am grateful to have the moral highground.

I used to care what others thought, not only people I vaguely knew, but my closest friends. Now, I really don't care what people I vaguely know think, and my friends should know the real me - if they don't, well, they're not real friends. I've realised that insecurities are only a problem if we let them be. And I'm not going to be the loser in this battle...

In other news in my life, we have a newly decorated living room...and I've had a permanent paint fume induced headache for a week. Oh well, I'll get over it. I've also realised what my Spanish teacher means when she says that it annoys her when one of her languages comes to her, but not the one she wants, when she's trying to think of a word. I've started doing it with English/Spanish and also Spanish/Croatian. Can't be a bad thing though, it means it's staying in my head. Seen as I have an extended summer holiday this year (well, sort of anyway), I'm thinking of beginning another language (as in teaching myself). Any suggestions guys?

Besos

Rachel

PS: I know the visitor counter on the left hand side looks rubbish, it's mostly for my own purposes (i.e. knowing how many people have visited the blog). I'll look into making it look prettier soon (:

Monday 1 March 2010

Happy 1st Month Anniversary and a Message

So, apparently (I think) today is the one month anniversary of my blog, and if not, it's certainly close. It would be easier if February had slightly more days than just 28 - I mean, come on, who thought that idea up? 28 days as opposed to 30 or 31, madness...

I wish I had something celebratory and upbeat to say today, after all, it is a rare occasion for me to blog during a school week, particularly on a school night. But, unfortunately I don't. It's quite the opposite.

In fact, I don't even have anything in particular to say - but I feel like I should not only because it's the one month anniversary, but because I feel like I have a point to prove.

I'm just a person.

I hurt just as much as the next person. I beat myself up over failings just as much as everybody else. I want people to accept me for who I am just as much as you do.

And when people don't realise this, it's often too much to bear. Especially when I've done something that they should have been doing and then they've had a go at me over it. This makes no sense, I realise, I don't like elaborating on things like this in case the people I'm talking about read it - it's not worth the hassle.

This fact has gone round and round in my head these past few days, though mostly right now as I'm dealing with ''a situation'' that's neither pleasant nor good. I have Spanish work to do this evening, I'm almost glad as it will hopefully distract my mind from thinking.

On the plus side, though, Dusty had her final vets appointment at 4:10 this afternoon and she's doing well. I didn't get to see ''the nice vet'' which is perhaps good as I was almost in tears (long story) and he's that nice that even him just saying ''hello'' may have set me off crying. Not good. But she's doing well and there doesn't seem to be a problem with her.

Whoever or whatever worked their magic for her, thank you :)

Con el amor, la confusiĆ³n y la frustraciĆ³n,
Rachel

PS: I'm rather proud of my Fern getting 50/50 on a piece of coursework and 49/50 on the other. She's just that amazing :)

PPS: I've just remembered I have a jab on Wednesday. Oh dear...