Not even sure what actually happened today and I’m just literally blogging off my phone because I can and I haven’t prepared today’s Wednesdays Evening post. I’m not even sure what this is about but heyho. Let’s talk about how much I hate adult life of today shall we. Haha
Today one of my best friends decided to ring me at 5:15am forgetting that they are currently 4 hours ahead of me. They were like oh it’s like 9:15am so I photo screened them the time difference done it a few times today. Then half an hour later my job decides to message me to say they need me and I’m like at least I’m half awake nearly.
Then I finally got out of bed about another half an hour later. Hardly awake what so ever then out of the door by 6:45am back home at 9:30am for 4 hours. In that four hours pretty much sorted out something what my friend wanted me to do; afterwards went round my local Sainsbury’s shop and I thought I do a bit of house keeping to get two loafs of bread because someone did the dishwasher, came home had breakfast and etc. Then fell asleep the rest of the time so I can catch up some extra sleep. To which I manage to be completely awake and on caffeine for the next run of my job at 14:15pm (2:15pm) got home at about 16:30/16:30pm (4:30/4:45) to find a parent buying two more loafs of bread. To their realisation that they didn’t know I left a message or brought some already. So extra bread for me to steal in the middle of the night but not sure how long that will last until I react to it.
I thought I’ll do a bit of the house keeping and help get a few bits to get by. Yet I’m trying to get myself back on the right side of everyone but yeah. Sometimes being an adult has its good times and funny moments. Now I’m gonna chill. As you may of noticed that I’ve not even corrected any of my writing in this or anything else. It is what it is with any planning involved. Might need to remember not to do this again on my phone haha. Night people sorry for late posts for somethings. Now you know what a day I have had off the record. Also remember the actual pictures are on the iPad not on phone jeez! Someone give me a holiday please.
I just want to say thank you to everybody so far reading my blogs; I am internal grateful for continuing to come back each day, reading my stories and other blogs that are surrounding them. I’m so glad that you guys like them very muchly not sure if that’s a word but it is now haha.
The fact that you guys are giving me so much positivity of being able to continue to write; I know that 20-30 views along with 10-20 visitors isn’t a big deal to anyone but to me, I am glad that I’ve got the regular people who like to come back and read them time and time again. I’m having awesome time writing these sort of things as if I know what I meant to be writing; that’s what she said, but at the end of the day you guys are the ones that are making it happen and by that you’re getting good blogs out of it all.
I wonder if you remember earlier this week on Monday 5th January 2018 that I had launched a payment/donation page along side my Hustle and Bustle Advice of Blogging this week about it. If you can donate anything it would be grand if you are under the age of 16 please ask your parents permission to help donate the two charities that are listed in the page in the top box. I have also attached the button down below also. You’re help, kindness, generosity and thoughtful many will help others in a long run. Let’s turn this world into a positive one for who we are.
Fun fact that I’ve just created at least three in one night before today’s blogs post probably saying that by now I would of fallen a sleep writing this if I’ve finish this by the end I’ll write I haven’t fallen asleep on this one for tonight’s post. The fact is that I am on a role right now for blogging so no time to sleep even though I’ve got work and etc but right now I don’t care.
“So how do I do that when I write emotional stories and publish it afterwards?” “Like Lizzysweeklyblogs have you seen her blog posts recently?” To be honest I struggle at the best of times if you ask me oh wait you did. Ha. Well to be honest music and just typing in first liners generators so that I can get some idea of what I can feed off the lines of them. Meaning to get a story out of the lines as I mostly get a good story out them; yet with some of the songs you can just bulk out the lines in a story cut some of the lines out that you don’t want, put in what you want use your emotions and feelings inside you onto the paper or screen.
The arts of writing is that everyone has a story to tell; everyone has a voice, everyone has a life, everyone has experiences and it depends on how they want to show it to the world. I for one can’t keep a diary I’ve tried but never works out for me in the slightest but I transfer it all into a story to where I get the characters tell the story of how they feel, what’s happening and etc. I genuinely feel better about it because it just gets my anger, helplessness, and most importantly helps clears my mind also.
So you could say story writing for me is like my journal or diary of how I am feeling on the day. Yet I’m sharing it with the characters who aren’t real and I don’t have to talk about it to anyone else who is real. It’s all there in the story. You just have to be patient with the whole system to be honest and most importantly find your own style of writing at the end of the day.
It took me all day to write Tuesday’s online blog (20.2.18) until I had the realisation of how anger and hurt I was feeling. Then this song that I haven’t heard in a very long time came into my head then it was like the past week I was like yeah I don’t know what to do since you’ve been gone never felt so alone. I had work it out how I was going to write it with that sort of line of words because I still loved them no matter what was going on in my head.
Story writing for me is a work of art once you’ve got something to write about write about it because at the end of the day the characters are the one telling the story and so are you but via them. That’s how I see it you. It’s like directors working with actors on a film set; for me it’s me working with characters so they can understand me and I can understand them, it’s quite cleaver how it all works once you know what your doing. Sometime I don’t even know what I’m doing most of the time.
Yep that’s me done for a Wednesday Evening Post this week and I haven’t stopped half way through last night. So that’s a bonus which I normally do because I get distracted quite easily; no I’m not what you think it is can’t remember the letter for it, I think it’s ADHD or something close to that, it’s just me with a few other things. Good night peeps.
Wether you believe this or not I don’t care it’s your opinion because I know the truth.
I’ve been sitting in the back seat with no chance of falling in love with someone nor hoping that I would believe that I was pretty enough for anyone. I even now that I have days that I don’t believe that I think I am. Yet the fact that it’s all in my head and knowing I’ve got amazing friends and really close friend you know him Caspian yes maybe we are going out. Yet I know that the amount of loving he gives me is more important than walking me home. What I mean by that no matter how much insecurities I have and etc he still loves me just the way I am.
I can’t deny the way my looks are even when I compare to other people but I know that I’m prettier than most other people who think they’ve got it all. I rather punch them or something because they are just full off themselves; when I discovered that I like who I am, why I am I thinking of the negative because it’s not sexy at all. Caspian always keeps knocking knocking at my door when I keep on being negative towards myself; as I open up not just him that came to my rescue he came a rush with calvery with Jp and Nemo, it’s like from the top to the bottom I’m that woman sunshine that he wants and he knows the reasons and so do them to never leave my side.
I always force myself to wear make up and everything like the picture in this blog post because I know how hard it is to get myself motivated and let the negativity towards myself take over. Yet this year I’m taking control of my life and know that I can do this. Believe in myself more than I should do.
(Don’t worry this isn’t a scam all of my information came from a good friend of mine)
You think your whole world is normal or think your whole world could be upside down just one tiny little thing. Yet what happens if your just 8 or 5 years old witnessing your parents get murdered on your door step? That’s what happened to these two brothers who’s whole world just turned upside down.
The eldest brother didn’t have time to think about what happened; it was what’s going to happen next if the murders found them, and where they going to be killed too. He had to get his brother out of the most dangerous and frightening place.
Taiya is 8 years old and his brother Kehinda is now 6 years old. These two brave heroes who kept each other alive; from witnessing their family in a community fight to their family home burnt to the ground. At the time that this was happening Taiya was at 8 years old and Kehinda was 5 years old; Taiya has to persuade his younger brother to come with him because it was no longer safe for them to be there anymore, but also Taiya was also the only living family he had left that could protect him and find somewhere to live to be safe from any danger that may come their way.
One day Taiya had seen an on coming van that was going to Asba; as it had stopped they sneaked onto the bus without being caught, as they had arrived at Asba and sneaking off the van.
They tried to ask people for help. However they just completely ignored them and carried on doing their daily chores; despite how hard Taiya and Kehinda’s hard work in asking for people’s help, they were drawing to hunger and tired by that stage but weren’t given up. Yet a friendly and kind gentleman of whom had been watching them for awhile had came up to Taiya; explained that he had thought he was doing a marvellous job of looking after his brother, even if they both witnessed a horrific murder and coming all this way to get help.
The gentleman explained that it was his turn to look after them because he knew a place that they can stay as long as they want, along the way he explained that Ofuobi Foundation Home is for children who are in need and they can both stay together as one family unit along with meeting with new people. Taiya can also can be himself and grieve along side with his brother with the support and care that the foundation gives out.
They stay in contact with the friendly gentlemen who had helped them; I believe that they wanted to give something back to him, by showing him that they can grow up as two fine handsome men. Getting their story out there to share with the world what they had to endure as young children; from one nice civilian that they came across, they want to try the world who may help even more by donating no matter how much they can afford.
In aid of helping like Taiya and Kehinda is by helping by donating no matter how much to Ruffles Care Bear who is the mascot of this blog who loves to looking after children to make them feel better.
Welcome to Wednesday Evening Post 2018! First one of the year. Didn’t actually realise how tired I am after drinking a cider can’t even remember what it was now but it was my favourite anyways. No I’m not drunk. So don’t ask a stupid question I’m just tired that’s all.
This year I rather not get a new year resolution or resolutions because they never seem to stick or anything plus I forget or they break in day one. So what’s the point in making goals if they aren’t going to work. Goals on the other hand I think I can stick to those quite easily if you ask me.
Goals of 2018
- Save as much money as possible
- Work on my blogging and writing throughout the year
- Be as positive as I can be
- Over come things that I thought I never could
- Prove to myself that I can do things for myself
- Be able to achieve a successful writer (on going goal since between 5-7 year old kid.)
- Keep on proving my dyslexia with my writing (have come along way since school) given up on maths.
That’s about it to be honest. Sorry I just went straight into it because I know I’ll start talking jibberish and not get anywhere. I am now going to say good night as I’m starting to fall asleep now. Good night.