Essay's

I have finally realised why I hate so very much to write essays! Even though I jot down missives constantly. Yearn to learn with a great insatiability, and give an commendable performance in the classroom (if I do say so myself!). It is because the consumption, and digestion of information is as satisfying as devouring food. Consuming unusual, and Moorish foodage is my favourite thing. Fortunate as it is compulsory if I care to stay alive. Now also the same as with food. Preceding a large delicious meal if someone was to demand I regurgitate, or even vomit the contents of said wonderful meal would you blame me should I resist or disdain!! Please! The requirement of essays only entertains society, and it's necessary evils. Where have the traditional pleasures of having an mentor and mastering you craft gone? The amount of people I meet in roles that have required degrees, who are the equivalent of fencing champions in the art of essay's, but struggle to apply what they know and be remotely efficient in any role, let alone the one they have acquired! I should have been born in Athens, or Italy, England even. But not at this time, not with this system.

Beyonce.

There's not many people I look up to. Not because there aren't a lot of great people, but because it's all relative to comparison. I'm always going to be morally sounder than Hitler, but not o good as Gandhi. Looking up or down in status seems sometimes a wasted effort. However there are those that aren't better than others, but inspire. I like how Beyonce (apart from the outfit)seems to have disregarded the generic 'sexy video' and just outright shows us what she's really got. Unconventional style of dancing too, but undeniable that it has taken a shed load of skill to execute. Awesome.

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Ahem...

..Okay so since I last talked to myself on the WWW in the form of a blog Barrack Obama was voted president of US. Enjoyed a murder mystery party at Halloween, turned out I was the murderer, awesome!!

James and I did a shoot with BMTH. I got to smear the showers with blood to try and replicate a scene from Saw. See-saw. Also smear a bit of blood on the boys(older than me yet still more vulnerable), and tie them up. They are also featured on Jims site where I do all the wordy bits.


Haven't seen my Nephew for a while (few months), but apparently he's taken a liking to saying 'hey gorgeous' to everyone, and has befriended a girl called Sienna at Nursery. Shall I warn him now, or let him learn from his own mistake?



Some preaching...

Kids at school made fun of me for being able to milk a cow. Pretty funny, as it is only recently that I have been becoming more aware of the cultural difference between myself and the city kids. I feel saddened sometimes, as many would have benefited from the privilege of fresh air, healthy food, strangers always saying hello to one another, and basically a belief that life in it's most basic of form still has it's benefits. Unfortunately all many have come to know are the Selfridges window arrangements. Eg this year it is themed 'More is More', as opposed to the obvious 'less is more'. Consume, consume, consume I hear them cry. "How fabulous to drape ourselves in the misfortune of others". Really people everything in moderation. I know this month I treated myself to some £200 Firetrap boots (paid £80) and a Vivienne Westwood tank top £100 (£10 Cancer Research), regardless there must be a limit?


Even though I said I would put some positive stuff on here I hope by making people aware that is a form of positivity, so on that note if you like to know about conspiracies (real ones), then you'll love this...WARNING, educational value, may be unsuitable for the American featured on it!

What?

I have just scanned my blog, andit's been looking a bit bleak recently! I will spice it up with pictures of me bumming around with famous folk soon...

Quote

"When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares."
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Henri Nouwen, Out of Solitude

Orphans in literature

I looked up 'orphan' on wiki. I kinda liked what I found!


Orphaned characters are extremely common as literary protagonists, especially in children's and fantasy literature.[3] The lack of parents leaves the characters to pursue more interesting and adventurous lives, by freeing them from familial obligations and controls, and depriving them of more prosaic lives. It creates characters that are self-contained and introspective and who strive for affection. Orphans can metaphorically search for self-understanding through attempting to know their roots. Parents can also be allies and sources of aid for children, and removing the parents makes the character's difficulties more severe. Parents, furthermore, can be irrelevant to the theme a writer is trying to develop, and orphaning the character frees the writer from the necessity to depict such an irrelevant relationship[citation needed]; if one parent-child relationship is important, removing the other parent prevents complicating the necessary relationship. All these characteristics make orphans attractive characters for authors.

Orphans are common in fairy tales, such as some variants of Cinderella.

Many superheroes, including Superman, Batman, Robin, Spider-Man, Wolverine, Iron Man, Storm and Daredevil, are orphans.

A number of well known authors have written books featuring orphans including Charlotte Brontë, Charles Dickens, Mark Twain, A. J. Cronin, Roald Dahl and J.K. Rowling, as well as some less well known authors of famous orphans like Little Orphan Annie and the Baudelaire siblings of the Series of Unfortunate Events. One recurring storyline has been the relationship that the orphan can have with an adult from outside his or her immediate family. Some of the most emotive works have been those featuring the relationship between a man and a boy, particularly boys that are coming of age.

Koh-i-nor

A brief history for those who do not know of it;

The Koh-i-nor is a diamond that has been passed around quite a bit. What with it presented as a gift/stolen/a spoil of war etc. It has been acquired in numerous ways. So much so that the Koh-i-nor it in itself has acquired many stories. The most present story is that of Maharajah Ranjit Singh. He himself deserves a posting of his own!! Following his death and the succession of Britain making Queen Elizabeth (the queen mum) Empress of india, it was 'given' as a gift to her from Ranjit Singhs son Duleep...I'm not a know it all. Presently I am reading 'The Maharajahs Box'.


The Koh-i-nor to those who are unaware of it's history, captivates with all of its superficial splendour, however has had quite an eventful past. I once read somewhere that 'it takes a sharp chisel to make a great sculpture'.After all the Koh-i-nor went through, and all sentimentality/unfavourable circumstance that it has been associated with . It seems to only ever become more defined, more sought after, and always without a true home. Still with its complicated composition and fractured perspectives it still remains to this day convincingly clear, and very, very strong!