Make your sirens call, sing all you want. I will not hear what you have to say.

Okay the time has come. I have packed my books, my alarm clock, my pants and all the other stuff I have. I'm moving out tomorrow.

I'm going to university! (don't laugh, I am clever sometimes*)

I'm looking forward to meeting people, I genuinely am, it's just that.. well, I get a little annoyed with the people that I have already added on facebook. Not because of what they're saying or doing, that's fine. There's two reasons:

1) My immediate thought is "Who the flippertygibbet-on-a-stick are you??" Because of course if I don't know you at all, I have no interest whatsoever in whether you like this or that song, or feeling really rough because you got completely trousered last night. It always takes me a moment to remember how I am in anyway connected to you before I can continue in my News Feed reading joys.

2) If you write something funny, or something in anyway amusing to me, where is the line? Okay, maybe I can click 'like', but often it's a bit weird. Mainly because I get the feeling that they must think exactly what I think when I see their names (See: Reason 1). Also, because I don't know this person, how do I know if that's funny or not? If Susie is famous for losing her watch all the time, and so has to buy cheap ones constantly, then it might be quite funny if she posts a status like "Lost my watch while I was actually looking at it. HOW?" On the other hand, if this watch was an expensive present from her recently deceased father, clicking the 'like' button seems less like a good idea.

Okay that's totally extreme, and that example in particular has never happened to me, but I have looked at something that a 'future friend' has written and had no idea how to react to it. Of course, the rule is that you don't respond in this case, but this situation just winds me up until I get very irritated by it and write a frustrated blog post.

Right I'm going before I write anything else.

Maybe I'll update you when I get there, but if we have a lesson to learn from Moldova it's that I probably won't for a while :P

Kisses.

*Sometimes. Okay, occasionally. I was on one occasion. I'm not revealing which.

(Being Human is back SOON)

Ever noticed how adverts for those rain poncho things never actually feature, well, rain?



WHY ARE THEY WEARING THOSE THINGS IF IT ISN'T RAINING? Argh.

Ranting again? Must be a pointless holiday.

New Years Celebrations are a load of nonsense.

Nobody actually cares what the date is - it will only matter in fifty years or so when I'm old and will be telling children about how it was all wonderful in the old days. I can hear myself already..

"In those golden summers of '09 we all used to go to the Ikea restaurant and get cheap food together while looking out over the dismal grey city.. Oh you could never imagine the simple pleasures of those days, little Jim."

Then again, it wouldn't matter what year I said because they probably won't be listening anyway.

The number of years since we switched to A.D. rarely has an effect on our daily lives, and we all know it. Reaching the year 2000 was a bit of a novelty perhaps, but 2010 is surely nothing special.

Anyway I hope that the next 10 years are roughly as good as the last 10 were.

Facebook.

Today I'd like to talk about something serious and important. It is a crime that many, many commit every day without even thinking about it. I personally feel like a victim of this crime and I truly believe that if shown the error of their ways, most of these criminals would realise what they are doing and stop without a moments hesitation.

The joining of groups and fan pages is slowly turning Facebook into world of monotony and drudge. Every time I go on, it looks a lot like THIS.

It's driving me mental. I miss terribly being able to go on and find out how my actual friends are doing. I don't go on because I want to know which of the randoms that I'm friends with are fans of Texting or even worse, something like this:

Saying " It's ok " but secretly knowing it's killing you inside

How can you even be a fan of that?! (at least 5 of my friends are, and ONE MILLION OTHER ACTUAL PEOPLE OH MY FACE)

Each dreary page is as dull as the last, with a profile picture pulled straight from Google images in the hopes of drawing out a flat smile from the blank faces of the plebs who join.

But I really want to know is, why do people join? Surely the idea is that you join the pages of a few musicians and TV shows, so that if your newer acquaintances want to know a bit more about you, they can have a quick look at the list on your profile and learn a bit about your tastes in entertainment. Instead they are now just met with a lengthy characterless list of groups and pages which are notable only in that 60,000 other people have also joined. Why would anyone want to be defined by something that so many other people are thoughtlessly claiming at the same time?

I do still like Facebook, but it's just like nobody else is at all frustrated by it. Readers, I know that you're doing it and I will get you. Some day, somewhere. Maybe even while you're sleeping.


...Hope you had a good Christmas lol.

Willy Wonka, Willy Wonka, the amazing chocolatier

Helllooo :D I'll keep it short:

+ Went to Cadbury world today. SO MUCH CHOCOLATE. I may explode at any given moment.

+ Watched Chocolat - Johnny Depp is unfair. Tarantulas are scary.

+ Was watching news when I got home, apparently they're spending loads and loads of money on Birmingham New St station, giving it a big staircase thing and big ol' glass roof and whatnot. It's completely ridiculous because the station is completely fine the way it is. It just needs a lick of paint, perhaps. But spending all that much when there's people dying of starvation in the world? I hate to sound like a broken record but it really does make you sick. The same goes for Hollywood. I've little objection to high-budget films, because they entertain people and they are often very creative. I do, however, object to the glamour of premieres and the ridiculous lifestyles that people live. It's all very well wanting to look nice for the cameras, but it's just plain selfish to go out and get some high priced bit of cloth with a label hanging off just so that you get a special mention in a stupid gossipy magazine.

Sorry, did I say I was keeping this short?

Hahh. Never mind then.

IT'S CHRIIIIIIISSSTTTMAASSSSS (soon.)

Yes, I have a new layout thing. I don't care if you don't like it, I do.

And there's a reason for it, too - it's pretty obscure and weird (and I'm mainly using it as an excuse) - but it's a reason! You see, as a child I had this ridiculous (but erm cool) obsession with Lighthouses, I had a book called "The Lighthouse Keepers Lunch" which I read ALL the time, and I could still tell you what happens in it to this day. This obsession was the reason I made my parents trudge all over the place trying to find a lighthouse that I could go inside.. Every time we saw a lighthouse we had to go and knock on the door, unfortunately, there was usually nobody in. However one time they were showing people the inside of a lighthouse and I was delighted... That is, until we actually got inside and it was damp, smelly and dark - nothing like the actual house that featured in my much loved story book. And that kids, is how I first met the concept of 'Fantasy' ;) Even several years later, when I was in my late years of Primary School, the church that we went to was called the "Lighthouse Church" :D ...obviously that was nothing to do with me, but it was a pretty awesome coincidence all the same :)

And so the connection between Christmas and Lighthouses is.. um.. that they are both things that I like? :P Oh and the layout will go back to normal on the day after boxing day (if I remember)

I have bought all the presents and I have wrapped most of them too!

Have a good Christmas, everyone.

-Lindley xx