Category Archives: Me!


I am a YouTube addict, I’ll admit it. My parents would say it’s at the extent that I even need to go to special meetings because of it. But as I promised a post today and I thought it appropriate to make a post about my favourite Youtubers, so in no particular order;


Probably one of the most hilarious youtubers I’ve came across in a while. The things she says in her videos about What Girls Do…etc. I quit literally l of my chair laughing- invented the ‘go away’ face
Recommend: How to get guys to like you, How to avoid talking to people you don’t want to talk to


Damn funny student from Sheffield, he isn’t exactly everyone’s cup of tea but I love him anyway. Tends to talk shit a lot (He made a Justin Bieber parody of Boyfriend called “If I had a penis”- take that as you will) and has a hilarious talent when it comes to narrating gaming videos
Recommend: The Experiment, YouTube Survey 2011!, The Carnage Continues


Another British YouTuber that brightens up your day with anecdotes about his unbelievably awkward facepalm-worthy life and a constant reminder that no matter how shit your life is, Dan Howell’s is somehow more so.
Recommended: How I Got Fired, Left-Handism


Does Natalie Tran need any introduction whatsoever? I mean really? Where have you been if you’ve not heard of her? My mum rates her.
Recommend: All of it!


Musician first and YouTuber second, Alex Day’s single Forever Yours peaked at Number 4 on the Uk Christmas Charts. He doesn’t give a damn what people think of him, made his own card game, founded a band that sings about Doctor Who, lives with Charlieissocoollike, and has a liking for Taylor Swift. Awesomeness on a whole new level.
Recommend: Lady Godiva, Embarrassing teenager

I could list so many more; Charlieissocoollike, amazingphil, nigahiga, but I simply can’t be bothered my lazy ass. Haha, and links to videos? You obviously have working internet, google it yourself.
That’s all for today so I’ll see you all sometime after the weekend.

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My Beard Says Hi

FREEDOM! Finally I have been released of the shackles that are my school for the holidays!
Mother has hinted (excruciatingly unsubtly) about that I’ll be spending 99.9% of my holidays studying- which I know is what I have to do, just telling me all the time and mentioning it in every sentence isn’t exactly encouraging. I mean I know what I have to do, it’s just nagging me about it makes me less likely to actually do it.
I couldn’t believe that the enquiry into the phone-hacking scandal is still on-going, and even Piers Morgan is being accused. I looked up to this guy professionally, he started small, became the editor of a national newspaper, and is now living it up big in the US of A- yes, this is what I aspire to. Put it this way, I want to have been important and have made a significant enough impact on the world to have the Google Homepage changed in honour of my birthday.

Seeing the pictures of Kim
Jong Il lying in state, I felt uneasy. That’s all I’m going to say on the matter, it’s a subject of which most people have a similar opinion, and I’m not going to raise my views on a subject I know little about. Uneasy, that is all.

On a lighter and more pleasant note, Merry Christmas Everyone! I’m not sure for certain what exactly I’m getting but it’s something anyway. In the next few days I’ll be running about visiting relatives which is, of course, delightful.

And hey, I forgot to mention, don’t be afraid to email me, ( or click a link
On one of my comments or whatever) seriously, a bit of Human contact makes my day as you know, I live in a cave, and the only comfort I have is my facial hair. Only joking, I actually live in a treehouse. With elves.

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Party All Weekend! LOLJK I watched the dog crap

My mum and one of my sisters are away until Sunday after so myself and my other sister were left at home with our 12 week-old puppy. We were instructed that dad would be home around 4pm and if we needed anything we were to walk to our grandparents house for lunch or food or drink or whatever.

After watching three hilarious episodes of last year’s Come Fly With Me, I made the decision to walk up to my grandparents house, only to realise I’d have to go back to my house fifteen minutes later and let the puppy out (obviously a puppy doesn’t understand it when we tell him ‘Pissing on the carpet makes mummy angry’) so yeah I spent half the day wandering around my garden with a puppy in the freeeeezing cold thinking hurry up and shit, please

Back at my grandparents, and after a feast of Cheese and Onion crisp sandwiches, I feel asleep on the sofa as my Grandad flicked through the tv channels asking me if I watched certain programmes. I woke up to find my sister had made cupcakes and my grandparents both asleep. We agreed to go home and watch our Sky tv in our own house. I watched Friends while my sis arsed around up in her room.

Damn, I just realised the shit load of homework I have… Sunday’s gonna be fun…although I refuse to go to church and use the work as an excuse.

You have no idea the pain I was subject to in PE on Thursday.
I had to run a total of about 1/2 a kilometre in under 2:30 minutes. I came 7th! I actually placed! And I didn’t get a stitch! Only afterwards I felt like I couldn’t breath. I could only manage one word when people spoke to me.


“How did you find it?”
Me: no
Friend: “what place did you come?”
Me: no
Teacher: “Wanna do it again?”

Im hoping the sky would hurry up and snow so people would stop putting it as their Facebook Statuses. They say shit like that, I put up gobshite such as “Almost went to jail today…damn these Monopoly games are getting hardcore”

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Peer Pressure- Religion

Okay, calm down young litter of blog
Hounds (I have no idea where that came from) It’s the first official Peer Pressure post! *applause* And it’s on religion! yay! I’d actually had this post in my drafts for a while…so here goes!

I was born in to a Protestant family. And yes, I go to a (dominantly) Protestant school. But no, I don’t go around with a A Union flag wrapped around me, and a Glasgow Rangers tattoo on my calf shouting “NEVER NEVER NEVER!”.
I have friends from both sides of the divide. Really close friends. I hold nothing against other religions, but some arrogant people think I’m strange. They think that Catholics and Prods mixing is just pure bullshit.
Take for example this conversation I had with a sort of friend of mine.

Him: bunch of us are going to the park on Saturday…you going?

Me: oh no, it’s my friends birthday…sorry maybe another time

Him: what friend? Maybe I know her.

Me: she goes to the Intergrated School her name is ____

(Intergrated schools, Prod and Catholic mix schools)

Him: I think I know her…doesn’t she have a brother?

Me: yeah two

Him:…but they go to [local catholic school]

Me: yeah I know…and that’s a problem how..?

Him: they’re catholic…

Me: yes I know that! They’re my friends, why is it a problem? We’re all human.

* awkward face, walk away, end conversation*

That bugs me. That really really bugs me. At times i really want to tear down the flags, both tricolour and union. I really want to tell Orange Men to get a grip. I really want to tell Dissident Republicans and Loyalist Paramilitaries to just stop. No one wants this. No more death, no more bombs, no more fights or flags or parades or fences or violence.

Most of my friends are Christian, the Born Again kind, the repentant, “God Bless your heavy evil devil ridden soul” kind of hobnobbers. I always find that Christianity to them is like some sort of safety blanket.
“Your really annoying,”
“well that’s the way God made me,”
No, thats the product of genes, DNA chromosomes, conscience, psychology an not forgetting your parents. Any theist has nothing to do with it.
If I was a bitch, I’d say that aloud.
Or in any difficult situation,
“My grandad died,”
“oh how sad,” any other person, like me, would have no Idea how to overcome this extremely awkward situation but the christian can say
“oh how sad, at least hes at
Peace, walking with the Lord for now and eternity…ill pray for you,”
BANG! sympathy and comfort beats awkwardness and atheism 2:1. Fair play, fair play.
I’d say I’m not spiritually “fulfilled”. I’m not a Christian, far from it, I swear and tell obscene jokes, I’ve never used a bible passage as a Facebook status and don’t plan to. I mean the bible begins with “In the beginning, God created the heaven and earth.”
Your sitting there thinking, hold up, Where did God come from and how long has he been sitting in a vast waste or nothing? This isnt the beginning! It’s like a really bad Inception remake!
But I’m not an atheist either. I can’t imagine what happens after death and I’d rather not go into it, but think about people who’ve done really amazing thing in their lives? They just…die? That’s it? Nothing? Eventually forgotten?

My friends tried to turn me Christian. Invited me to meetings. Gave me a bible. Prayed for me. Prayed with me. Read bible passages to me. Talked to me. Then they finally struck a chord they new would sound perfect.

Charity Work.

Yeah that’s right, I’m not all cold hearted, I love the idea of charity. Doing something Funny for Money is my dream. They said about church funds etc. oh no I thought if I say no I’ll look so cold hearted…but I’m not a bible basher
They still do. They still ask me if “I’ve made my decision”. I say I don’t know, but I know even I was to fake it, I’d never really ‘believe’.
I think of it this way,
Religion is based on the past, and when people ask questions, people get angry.
Science is using the past and present to move forward in the future, and when questions our asked, people are interested.

Will I ever find my spiritual potential? Probably not. Will I Get married in a church? Probably not. Will I ever fully believe in God? No, I doubt that highly.

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Random outbursts of music, and dramatic words on pages

Little bit random, I just literally belted out the chorus of Kings and Queens (complete with the ‘Aaaaaaaaaaa-aaaaaaa-aaaaaaa’s and everything) when my mother walked in like it was just so normal and set washing on the bed.
I always burst into spontaneous song. Like today I sang my Glee inspired version of You Can’t Stop the Beat all through LLW (LLW is our version of like, talking about feelings and being friends and rainbows and ponies and pixie dust and all that developmental crap).
I also belted out the chorus to Mumford & Sons Little Lion Man really randomly in RE and my mate Shorty (you guys know Shorty right? More on him later, he’s becoming a ladies man- best part is he doesn’t even know it)
Anyway, Shorts acknowledged the fact that I was singing a song by The best band in the whole entirety of the whole wide world ever and I got serious kudos/brownie points whatever the Frig you want to call it from the males in my class- never a bad thing.

“YOU LIKE MUMFORD AND SONS TOO? Seriously? You do? Cool…that’s Cool…”

Yeah boys, I’m female, and I have a frigging amazing taste in music-
Get in line!

I got told off in school for talking… AGAIN!
It was only a sub, so I sat laughing and answering back like the cheeky wee arse I’m not. But then I totally aced a question she asked and she seemed pissed off when she had to congratulate me on my undebatable argument about the topic we were discussing. This is me all over, the “Told YE so!” side. Another hilarious example of this was last Wednesday;

Our school has a “library period” in which they expect 24 thirteen year olds to sit in silence staring at a page of some the fine *cough cough* literature that is provided by the school. My music teacher (yay the one that doesn’t like me) supervises. I forgot my book and whoop-dee-doo the week I decide to be honest is the week shes handing out essays to write – my subject was “how I value my library time”
I thought to myself “right bitch, if you got yourself into this, your gonna get yourself out with one hell of a bang”

So I sat, I thought, writing essays were never difficult for me, I’m one of those people in the world that fly through English firing out essays everywhere- I just find it easy- writing is something I love, it’s half the reason I do this blog- so I actually can fire out pieces that wouldn’t be accepted at school and people actually want to read them.

I wrote a lot of crap about how books capture one’s imagination, let me give you a snippet!
“books allow us to get lost through every word and line and forget about the reality we live in, and let our imagination run away with what might lurk beyond the next page we turn,”
It’s all lies by the way, it was a load of dramatic garbage I scrawled a page. And my teacher said she enjoyed every word. Mission accomplished.

I’m afraid I have run out if stuff to say at this moment in time- ooh shocker I know, but I’m busy, I’ve got like…homework and texting and facebooking and stuff to do. (like how I list my priorities?)
Anyway, peace out and see you on the flip side and all that crap.

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I’m a day late, I’ve stayed up all night with my friends!!

That is all. 🙂


Wednesday Recap for y’all

Easily said, today wasn’t as awesome as I anticipated, I was subject to humiliation on several occasions by the crowd of human beings I refer to as ‘friends’.

Has anyone heard of or listened to this really amazing band called Mumford & Sons? I’m actually in love with their album Sigh No More. The songs, Awake my soul, The Cave and of course the Best song EVER- Little Lion Man having been playing and repeated on my iPod for so long I think it’s going to explode. It’s not usually the type of music i listen too, but recently I’ve gone from Taylor Swift (I know, I know- take the piss all you want) to a girl who likes The Script, Snow Patrol, 30 seconds to mars, Florence & the machine, Paramore and of course Mumford & Sons. It’s proper unashamedly-dance-around-your-room music in my opinion. ( < WTF did I say 'in my opinion'?- everything on this blog is in and based on my opinion and sad excuse of an existence).

I've come to the realisation that tomorrow is my last day being non-teenage. And what an *ahem* eventful twelve years it has been! Let's see- significant events….well I learnt to walk, talk, potty trained, learned to write and count and all that jazz, moved schools, have been subject to two younger siblings and a few cousins, moved house, made friends, lost friends, made enemies, the list is endless- that and the fact I can't be arsed listing anymore.

As you lot know, I dyed my hair,like, a month back, and it was the CRAPPIEST COLOUR EVER I'm serious! 28 washes? 28 WASHES???! 28 WASHES MY BACKSIDE L'OREAL! It Lasted like six! So I switched brands and colours and I got soo many compliments (from complete randoms) it's quite unreal.

okay lawds, I'm off, got a big schedule, I've got sleeping to do and stuff. It's 10:30 over here ye'know and I've spent my afternoon drawing a kettle- so yeah, I'm wrecked.

"the awkward moment an Ireland player thinks the Aussie scrum half is a rugby ball and carries him ten foot up the pitch" Best.Moment.In.Rugby.History. Ever!!

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Major Cringe, but LOL

Me and my friends went to see The Inbetweeners Movie last night, I haven’t had the pleasure of watching the tv show, but by golly, it must be pretty rude if the movie was anything to go by.

It was a 15 movie, so me and my friends decided I should by the tickets-as I’m the tallest and I’d put about half a pencil’s worth of eyeliner on in the car to add on the years.

“All over 15?” the ticket man asked

“yep!” I said, I mean, did he expect me to say no?

So five thirteen year olds marched into the movie that we had been warned was extremely funny and brilliant- but really rude. Well I knew I would be ok, my parental unit wouldn’t hate me, they knew I’d seen and heard ruder. And I got ALL the gory details of the birds and the bees in science last year.

Jesus christ, it was very very inappropriate. It was bloody hilarious, but my god, they could have toned it down a BIT.
This is my second viewing of a 15 movie, I somehow got into Bridesmaids
Earlier this year, and it wasn’t even that bad, it was more the language.
I know I sound like such a bloody blanket, but I had to voice my opinion on this.

It was very funny, (is it weird that I find Simon from the Inbetweeners attractive?) but I think I’ll read up movies before I read the tickets.
It’s safe to say Will and Neil are the funniest.

And ill never trust anyone to rub sun screen on my back again. LOL.

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Birthday predicament

Yeah- as the title says, I kinda have a dilemma.
Im feeling like My mum is pressuring me to do something for my birthday, and I said I didn’t really want to do anything just to avoid fuss as I had a pretty rough year, and invites would certainly cause arguments.

This of course, is a lie, I’d love to get like, my entire class (give or take two or three) round my house for something really immature like fancy dress or a bouncy castle!
My problem is that I have to please everyone, I’ve noticed that this need to be little miss friendly with everyone is more a downfall and actually causes me to appear two-faced.
So after I told my mum that Id just throw an open invite to the movies or something, she suggested that I chose five friends max. To get dinner at a restaurant beforehand – her treat.
At first I fretted, if I invite this person, I’ll have to invite that person or if I don’t invite so-and-so, whats-her-face won’t come.
But I realised, half these people I’m worrying about don’t give a crap about me. It’s my birthday and after the year I’ve had, I’m gonna have a good time and not sacrifice fun for the sake of being “nice”.
So I’ve made my decision, I’ve picked five friends, and I’ll tell the appropriate people to come to the cinema that Saturday night, and if anyone questions my actions, I’ll tell them straight . I have a pretty good idea about who might crash the party or ask me why they didn’t hear about it- so I’m mentally preparing.

I’ve got myself in a good state of mind and I’m proud of myself.
I shouldn’t need to be friends with everyone, it’s not good for a person, so, I’m mentally rehearsing phrases along the lines of “…..because were not really friends anymore ….”
It’s time for me to be honest, not a beeyatch, just honest.

And I leave you with these Wise words,

“that’s what the world needs- more bastards”

Ah the wise wisdom of Alex Day!

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Bits and bobs WILL RUIN YOUR LIFE!

My mother is quite a clean freak.
She just can’t stand clutter. It drives her crazy, so in that sense I don’t take after my mum.
I personally don’t mind a bit of clutter, it adds a personal touch- well that and I can’t be bothered getting off my arse and picking it up. This evening, mum did her usually bedroom inspection while I sat on the bed texting.
“there’s still bits and bobs on the floor, you need to pick them up,” she’d said warningly.
“its only bits and bobs, ma, calm the bap woman!” I spluttered shaking my head.
” maybe to you, but bits and bobs build up and build up into a huge mess which I’ll end up tidying!” my mother then proceeded to give me the raised eyebrow ‘don’t argue with me on this matter’ look.
Yet my parents think I don’t think things through. If I constantly ignore my mothers rants about my untidiness, she will eventually end up tidying it up herself, and then gives me a big talk about how ‘this is the very last time’ and ‘i should take more responsibility’ blah blah blah.
Maybe I like my PERSONAL space to have my PERSONAL belongings splayed on the floor.
Maybe I like having yesterday’s clothes hanging on the chair.
Maybe, just maybe, I like having books piled high on….well…just about everything.

I suppose the point I’m trying to get at here is, i do things a certain way for a certain reason- an that is that it’s just me. And I was born this way baby!*

* soz for the cheesy gaga quote, and btw, did you see the VMAs? Seriously Gaga, what was up with the ‘acting like a man’ thing?? Well anythings better than a meat dress.

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