So, You Think You Have A Problem

Huh, you've got a disorder which allows you to moan and complain all day, you say? Girl, please. There are women being suppressed, starved and enslaved elsewhere and you're upset because he didn't compliment your 'quirky' new hair-do?

Recently I've been hitting the books; and no, not those flimsy ones on fad diets and the likes. I'm talking about those big, ole dusty rocks sitting at the end of our nearly abandoned Libraries. I'm telling you, an hour or two browsing through pages as wrinkly and dull as the librarian's face and you'll feel like you've just been taken for a ride in the Doc's DeLorean. Back to the matter at hand - I was researching the psycological behaviour of humans through the ages (thrilling, I know) and you know what I found out? Nothing. So I went to the Guru of all things wonderful and utterly repulsive alike, Mr Google himself, and I asked him; "Why, good sir, do we humans complain so?" And he replied "Why, it is all down to science, my fair lady!" Wikipedia had me at 'neurology'. I decided to head down the more practical side of the Internet for the less educated and I happened to stumble across this gem of wisdom:

"I'm sure psychologists and psychiatrists have long, fancy terms for the "disorder" of complaining, but it really boils down to a choice, the choice to see the glass as half full, life as the beautiful thing it is, and your particular situation is not as bad as you portray. Are we so happy we have to bemoan it?" - Keith E. Renninson

Now, I really get this man and his way of seeing life. I was delighted to find that his article wasn't filled with complex words only a brain surgeon could understand. This brings me to the sole purpose of this prolix explanation - So, you think you have a problem.

Everywhere I turn, whether it be at parties, out shopping or any other public event, there will always be that one woman turning her nose up at everything and exclaiming things a little too loudly such as "Oh, how I despise the colour theme of this room. It gives me a migrane." However, they either just need a good slap back into reality or they really do have a disorder or syndrome. No, the women I want to point the finger at are the ones who publicise their problems every. Single. Day. Oh, Miss So-And-So is "h8in lyfe 2k11"? Okay, sure, we're here for you, As labelled 'friends' via Facebook, it is our duty to be a tight community, as it were. But did that certain friend of yours really have to comment asking 'WHY' you were upset? It just spirals on down into a dark pit of  emotional doom. The 'victim' tries to entice the online viewers with such comments as 'OH, I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT' or 'DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT, I'LL BE OKAY. LEAVE ME BE.' It's bad enough reading the ordeal once, but it happens on a day to day basis. I don't know about you, but I don't want to come back home after a fair day of life to enter the world of depression So-And-So is experiencing once again. This doesn't just occur on Facebook. It happens at work, at college, on the bus. These people are everywhere, just waiting for the right moment to pounce and gain their reward of sympathy whilst bringing the happiest of people down.

Now, it's not just the girls; boys do it too, but in a very different way. They do not publicise their feelings on Facebook, they do not gain pleasure from the attention of peers, they aren't as frequent in moans and groans. But when they do lose their tether, all hell breaks loose. Their mood swing hits you like a bulldozer. Unfortunately for me, I'm one to take sympathy on the boys and their boyish problems. They don't use them for attention and admiration, like some ladies do. So, I have a selection of male buddies who I am always glad to help out any day/time of the week. But sometimes, things go a little too far. For example; a friend of mine once lost a chance with this girl he's had a 'crush' on since Primary. Okay, fine, so I expected crying, low self-esteem, and all the other typical symptoms. But when that girl who probably isn't even worth his time is the only conversation material we have going for a month, things get a little repetitive. And to round it all of, he drops a nice, big, juicy cherry on top full of "I'm a failure! I may just shoot myself into outer space! At least no one would miss me!" Um... Excuse me? Who's the most excellent friend and psychiatrist rolled into one? Ta-dah?

Being realistic here; you'll always know one or two human beings like this throughout your life. You may even become one yourself (God forbid). But always remember - that cup of yours? It'll always be half full or more. Unless it contains poison; in which case, pour it into a plant pot and blame the cat if your mother's favourite orchid perishes.

Drifting

So, it's nearing Christmas and although deadlines are looming upon me like thick, black fog, I just cannot help but slack off. Even my Media Studies project is going downhill. I'm drifting through ICT in a haze of confusion. Mrs Sutton's spreadsheets do not make any sense what so ever to me and I missed a double lesson with Mr Brooks on friday. Don't get me wrong, I was relieved to be rid of those two particular lessons. But it does mean more work for me when I get back. I'm still not really sure where I stand with Photography. I vaguely know what I'm doing with Mr Byron. But the lack of photos, puppets and film for Mr Galli is making it very difficult for me to even start my animation (which was primarily in for last week). Even English Language has become a mess. I still have not found a good enough style model for my coursework, AND I couldn't find an aritcle funny enough to analyse. On top of that, I have to write an entertaining article myself, which should be finished to a professional level and in for thursday.

So there's the overview of Holly's eductaion so far. If it were to be shown in a graph, that line would be tumbling down faster than an avalanche.

We're not even going to go into my social life. Lets just say, I have limited friends right now.

Enough complaining - here are the online services I've used so far:

• MSN
• Facebook
• YouTube
• Spotify
• Google
• Hotmail
• Blogger
• Vimeo
• Digital Spy (an online forum)
• Online newspapers

Not really sure why we're keeping a record of these services... Or what we're going to do with them. Wish Mr Brooks would explain more.

Excuse me, it's time for my meds

I think I've realised just how much I've outgrown my current life. My school is pushing me away, my friends are dispersing quickly and I'm just hanging on to threads. I would love more than anything right now to just move away, meet new people, do new things. If only it were that simple.

I'm sat in Media Studies right now. Done all the work possible - just waiting for new material to work with. Thought I'd casually blog for you guys. Not feeling my best if I'm honest... I've only spoken to three select people today, not including teachers. Feeling slightly ignored and unwanted...

Christmas is growing nearer and nearer, and to be honest, I haven't been this excited for it since the year I found out that Mr Santa was in fact a Mrs Jones.

I'm getting an authentic Elder Wand in my stocking this year. Avada Kedavra, c*nts.

WELCOME TO THE GOOD LIFE

Thought I'd open my new post on a positive note. I went to see Madina Lake on friday. Smallest and BEST concert I've ever been to. The atmosphere was brilliant and the bands were awesome. MASSIVE thanks to the Lemon Grove. Definitely worth the travel to Exeter. The ticket was only £12.50 as well. Suck THAT up Plymouth Pavillions.

Currently listening to: Kanye West - Homecoming
Current coursework situation: a whole animation for photography in for this week, analysing a newspaper article and then writing one for English, finding a style model for my English coursework, filming and editing footage in media, tweaking my photography portfolio.

So much to do, not sure where to start...

Running out of imagination these days. A Level will be the death of me. Even my conversation material is going downhill.

Still - not long until the christmas holidays!

FINALLY

Finally getting somewhere with coursework! I have recently finished my over-due photography coursework, the research stage in my media blog (www.54543tavistock7164.blogspot.com), Unit 2 strand A ICT, AND I wrote a short story for English.

Now, a small problem I am having with coursework is keeping the balance between the subjects with double teachers (all of them). It seems as though I excel in the classes with the teachers I prefer. So I have done Mr Byron's work for photography, but not started Mr Galli's. I do all my work for Mrs Rowe in English, but not Mrs Blake. Overall, I'd say I was half behind on coursework, and half on target. Not sure how I feel about that.

In other news, I started my part time job yesterday evening as a waitress at the Elephant's Nest. Pretty awesome. Haven't been paid yet, which complicates things as I need money for tonight!
Speaking of tonight - I'm going to Plymouth to see Evanescence live! Words cannot describe how excited I am. I am literally quivering.

Now, back to the matter at hand. Many online services have been used personally by me. Let's take a cheeky peak;
Facebook, MSN, MySpace, YouTube, Spotify, Vimeo, Blogger, imb and rotten tomatoes, educational things (www.mytavi.com and www.creatavi.co.uk) and a transactional website (www.attitudeclothing.co.uk)

Holly out.

Trouble Of The Octagonal Sort

This week the 6th Form HQ (AKA 'The Octagon') was closed once more due to 'messy' behaviour. Now, correct me if I'm wrong fellow students, but who else noticed the spotlessness of the room as we were told to peer through the windows. It was like having your nose rubbed in a dump you didn't even take. So, basically, the place was closed for a few days. Now, The Octagon, being the main source of 6th form food where we want and when we want, you could imagine there was some distress amongst students. Me in particular (I do like my food close at hand). But there we have it. Our place of food-worship has now been re-opened in the hope that it will not be left in a state again. *Sigh*

In ICT

Too behind. Scarily behind.
Racing to catch up with the rest of the group. No matter how hard I try, everyone is always ahead of me. It sucks.

On the bright side (I think), I'm getting a job this evening as a waitress. Pretty cool. Only in it for the money of course. But I think finally, I'll be able to buy everything I've wanted. This will be my second job.

I also really want to start exercising regularly as soon as I catch up with my work (so after christmas at this rate).

In conclusion, by the end of this year I will have two jobs, be exercising regularly, working on my A levels and trying to socialise as best as I can. Sounds like a balanced lifestyle according to that booklet they made us do in tutor (I swear it was targetted at 5 year olds). It's rediculous! How can people expect that much of us these days. There are not enough hours in a day.

I've decided that once this ICT unit is over, I'll be using blogger permenantly. YAY. Posting my YouTube vlogs up, etc.

Online Services: blogs, msn, facebook, imb/rotten tomatoes, film sites, online stores, official film sites.