Wednesday, 21 August 2013

Art.

After my previous post I think it's very important in life to relax and do the things that make you happy. As a result of this, I have started painting again. I loved art but that unfortunately ended at A level when I decided to study Media Studies for my degree. But with the ridiculous amount of months off that uni gives us to remind us that we don't actually have any money to do anything, I rekindled my love for painting. Seen below. 


Turning Twenty.

Being born in July, my birthday is always the last one out of my friends to be celebrated and I love this because I loved being the youngest and feeling young. But those days are gone because last month I turned twenty. Twenty is such a daunting age, it's the decade where important events are going to happen such as marriage and even children, and this fact scares me. I loved being a teenager and now I feel as though I should be more responsible and mature because I'm now in my 'twenties.' With one year left to go at uni, there's also this panic that I haven't done much in my life, how many irresponsible things do I have left to do?! Due to this fear I have booked my first girls/ clubbing holiday to Kavos and my first festival to Bestival. I got diarrhoea and literally hated my life after all the drinking in freshers week, so god knows how I'm going to survive with the additional heat. And I hate camping. But both will be an experience and remind me that I am still young with very little responsibilities. I have also started reading classic novels as I feel I am not that intellectual and how am I supposed to start my career in the next few years when I don't know that many long words?! So Pride and Prejudice and Great Gatsby have been completed and I am now reading Wuthering Heights. I will probably look back at this when I'm 30 and chuckle to myself at how ridiculous I was. But being anxious about the next ten years of my life and being old in general, is a rational fear and I aim to get through this by only planning by immediate future i.e next week or by a stretch, the following year. By doing this I know I will be fine. And hey by the time I'm 25 I will only be a mere 6 years older than a teen and a longgg five years away from being 30. Who knows what will happen. 

No Facebook.

Last October I made a conscious decision to deactivate my Facebook account. After a manic session of 'de-tagging' and panicking that the boy I was dating has now seen the cringey drunk picture of me from Saturday night, I realised I cared too much about what people thought. The constant stalking of people I wouldn't even call 'friends' left feelings of envy and the stress of what my Facebook picture should be, wasted so much of my time. Alas, I deactivated my account. I was a bit annoyed that Facebook doesn't actually allow you to delete your account, leaving you with the option to long back in whenever and wherever. It is a bit creepy how the Internet has so much access to your personal life and this made me even more dedicated to keeping it deactivated. Yet people seem so shocked when I say 'oh actually no I don't have Facebook,' 'what?! You don't have Facebook? So how do you keep up with what people are doing' or 'oh you're trying to be cool and not have Facebook.' Both statements equally as irritating. Luckily in this century we have been gifted with what we call mobile phones so this may ironically seem like the old- fashioned way, but I keep in touch with my closest friends through texting and calling on my mobile phone. And I am not trying to be 'cool' or edgy by not having Facebook, I feel I have been much happier now that I'm not worrying that some people are going on five holidays a year and I'm not. However, despite this shift away from one social media site, I felt I couldn't remove myself from social/online media entirely. Thus, my Twitter site that I started in 2011, was resurrected and I began tweeting. This was shortly followed by me downloading Instagram when I bought my iPad. I got carried away by following Cara delevigne and the other young supermodels and obvers the Kardashian clan. However, strolling through their images everyday I feel less envious as I cannot say they're even an acquaintance, their lives are completely different to mine, it's just simply a form of escapism. So with these two forms of social media to update me on news, celebrity gossip and fashion, I am still not inclined to get my Facebook account back and so the re-activation temptation has long been forgotten.