Oh, hello, it's been a while!
I'm sorry. But it's not like anyone reads these.
~THE PAST FEW MONTHS IN PICTURE FORM~
I dyed my hair purple. Sadly it didn't last long at all.
I went to Spain! It was lovely but far too hot
I became a ginger. Actually, that was before Spain, but this is a more recent picture.
I went to see Jess for the day. That was a great day, we did some filming, and some tea-making. She's called thesparklingmango on youtube, here's a video to have a looky at some of our escapades --->
I had my hair dyed black. This was not my choice, but I'm learning to like it!
Of course, other, more stupid things happened in between, but I'm tired and it's late. Ttfn!!
Showing posts with label life changing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life changing. Show all posts
Saturday, 15 October 2011
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Friday, 22 April 2011
Concern
Bit of a serious topic here..
I was going through my tumblr when I came across a picture a friend of mine had reblogged; it was a picture of the stomach of a girl, she was tiny, must have been about a UK size 6, if that, but not entirely healthy looking, hips jutting out slightly, visible ribs, so I went and had a look at the original source. It upset me, it really, truly did. The blog belonged to a girl who said she longed for the perfect body, and self harmed as an outlet; it was full of tiny, skinny girls, some healthy, but slim, others clearly starving and sick, mentally and physically.
Lets be honest here, girls, who doesn't want to be slim and elegant? Maybe a womenly, curvy, sexy figure? Nearly nobody is completely happy with themselves, including me, I'm about 5'5"-6", UK size 12, got a bit of a belly and chubby legs, I have quite wide hips and a biggish bust, but my waist is a decent size, at 28.5", I personally like quite having a littleish waist and wider hips, but there's so many bits I'd love to slice off or make disappear. However for some people it's so much different to that, they can't see any bits that they like, hence anorexia sufferers; they convince themselves they are overweight and so much bigger than everyone else, when in reality they are literally starving themsleves to death.
And, I personally blame most of this on the media. Oh the media. Joy. 34"-24"-34". What's that? Just some random numbers? It's the most desireable proportions for a female high fashion model, you also have to be 5'8"-11". Most high fashion models are (obviously) very slim, skinny, even, resulting in an average BMI of 16.3. A healthy BMI is anywhere between 18.5 and 25. And people go around saying anorexia is just a cry for attention? Eating disorders are illnesses. Mostly mental. Imagine after, lets say years, of convincing yourself you're grossly overweight, someone comes along and tells you to stop attention-seeking and put some weight on. Now, you think you're overweight, and someone tells you to put weight ON, after you've been trying to lose weight? That must sound so ridiculous and slanderous! Plus, having horrendously low self-esteem, "stop attention-seeking!" sounds pretty darn awful.
Overall, have a little thought when you tell someone to "put some weight on!" or "you should calm down on the snacks..." tiny little snide comments like that can really push people over the edge. You can tell someone they're pretty, or beautiful, and they'll maybe believe you for the next few hours, tops. Tell someone they're ugly, fat, or stupid and they'll believe you forever. You can't undo the spoken word, so once it's done. it's done.
Rant over.
*Disclaimer* I have never suffered from an eating disorder, so if my facts are a bit off, please forgive me.
Also I'm sorry if this makes nearly no sense, it's 1 in the morning over here and I decided to do a blog post. Smart, eh?
I was going through my tumblr when I came across a picture a friend of mine had reblogged; it was a picture of the stomach of a girl, she was tiny, must have been about a UK size 6, if that, but not entirely healthy looking, hips jutting out slightly, visible ribs, so I went and had a look at the original source. It upset me, it really, truly did. The blog belonged to a girl who said she longed for the perfect body, and self harmed as an outlet; it was full of tiny, skinny girls, some healthy, but slim, others clearly starving and sick, mentally and physically.
Lets be honest here, girls, who doesn't want to be slim and elegant? Maybe a womenly, curvy, sexy figure? Nearly nobody is completely happy with themselves, including me, I'm about 5'5"-6", UK size 12, got a bit of a belly and chubby legs, I have quite wide hips and a biggish bust, but my waist is a decent size, at 28.5", I personally like quite having a littleish waist and wider hips, but there's so many bits I'd love to slice off or make disappear. However for some people it's so much different to that, they can't see any bits that they like, hence anorexia sufferers; they convince themselves they are overweight and so much bigger than everyone else, when in reality they are literally starving themsleves to death.
And, I personally blame most of this on the media. Oh the media. Joy. 34"-24"-34". What's that? Just some random numbers? It's the most desireable proportions for a female high fashion model, you also have to be 5'8"-11". Most high fashion models are (obviously) very slim, skinny, even, resulting in an average BMI of 16.3. A healthy BMI is anywhere between 18.5 and 25. And people go around saying anorexia is just a cry for attention? Eating disorders are illnesses. Mostly mental. Imagine after, lets say years, of convincing yourself you're grossly overweight, someone comes along and tells you to stop attention-seeking and put some weight on. Now, you think you're overweight, and someone tells you to put weight ON, after you've been trying to lose weight? That must sound so ridiculous and slanderous! Plus, having horrendously low self-esteem, "stop attention-seeking!" sounds pretty darn awful.
Overall, have a little thought when you tell someone to "put some weight on!" or "you should calm down on the snacks..." tiny little snide comments like that can really push people over the edge. You can tell someone they're pretty, or beautiful, and they'll maybe believe you for the next few hours, tops. Tell someone they're ugly, fat, or stupid and they'll believe you forever. You can't undo the spoken word, so once it's done. it's done.
Rant over.
*Disclaimer* I have never suffered from an eating disorder, so if my facts are a bit off, please forgive me.
Also I'm sorry if this makes nearly no sense, it's 1 in the morning over here and I decided to do a blog post. Smart, eh?
Wednesday, 30 March 2011
Growing pains
I was being egotastical the other day and looking at some old photos of myself, then I looked at a picture of me now, just to compare the difference and WOW what a change! What sort of suprised me was how much happier I used to look, always smiling, but to be honest, I think I'm happier now, I don't look it, but I guess I know who my friends are now, who I can trust.
That's me from, well, last week...
Me from two years ago....oh god....
And me from ages ago, I think I was about 11 here? Maybe? I don't remember, but look at my chubby little face, awww, I don't envy you small child version of me.
Sooooooo, have any of you ever gone through any old pictures to see how much you've grown?
P.S. I've realised I appear to have three different skin tones, I'm pretty sure that's just the camera, although I could be wrong, since as I've gotten older, I've spent more and more time inside, in my room...
That's me from, well, last week...
Me from two years ago....oh god....
And me from ages ago, I think I was about 11 here? Maybe? I don't remember, but look at my chubby little face, awww, I don't envy you small child version of me.
Sooooooo, have any of you ever gone through any old pictures to see how much you've grown?
P.S. I've realised I appear to have three different skin tones, I'm pretty sure that's just the camera, although I could be wrong, since as I've gotten older, I've spent more and more time inside, in my room...
Saturday, 19 February 2011
Reflections
This is one of the rare, beautiful times that music can be so, incredibly powerful. Never in my life have I heard a composition that made me reflect upon my life like this. It's almost scary, it's just music, isn't it? The pure amount of passion and hard work put into this one piece, by a generally unheard of musician is truly inspiring, I could only hope to create something, be it music or something else, this magnificent and moving.
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