Happy London Fashion Week ! Already, I've seen so many fashion divas walking around Central London, and I am so jealous of the girlies who are going to a runway show. I have my birthday celebration today - I'm just going to have dinner with some friends and cake afterwards.
Bye Angels !
Good morning, divas ! I don't really have much news, but I'll tell you about my day yesterday. First of all, there's an opportunity to go to a fair advertising universities you may be interested in applying to in the USA. I would absolutely love to study there, as I've been to the USA quite a few times. I'm not crazy smart, especially with numbers, but I'd say I'm good at English, and I would really like to become a journalist in fashion media. Georgetown University is an option. I've visited Georgetown two times before, and I would love to go again, but it is quite a journey from the UK.
Oh ! I bagged the Harry Styles tickets. I didn't manage to get standing tickets, even though it was in blue, but I still managed to get some pretty good seats. It'll be interesting to see the show from a different angle. Last time, I was 50,000 in the queue, and 120,000 in another. This time, I was 27,000 and 29,000 in the queues, so I feel a bit of justice this time round anyway.
The mornings are so dark now ! I write this before I leave for school at 6:30AM (commuting takes such a long time), and it is pitch black. And cold, so I wrap up in a coat before having to carry it later on, because the temperature somehow soars to 26 degrees celsius.
A lot of people have this stereo-type of the UK raining and it is cold all the time. And yes, in January - May, you are right. It does rain all the time. It is definitely not cold all the time. And besides, it's not cold if you compare it to a winter in New York, or Canada even ! This summer was horribly hot. 40 degrees celsius was the highest peak it reached. And the Piccadilly Line (a tube line in London) has no air-con, so my commute to school was even worse. Now it's better.
Bye Angels !
I got a new notebook for my birthday , which is perfect because I am beginning to run out of space on my current one. I don't think I've talked about this before, but I bring a notebook with me everywhere. On the train, on the bus, at home, on holiday... it's a way for me to write down my personal thoughts and feelings, but also poetry and story ideas . I like to call it a journal, or a diary, but in reality it's a bit of everything.
I need ideas what to write about - I'm in a current phase of writers block which sucks because I miss being able to write hours on end!
BYE ANGELS !
Today is my birthday ! I got so many gifts from friends and family, I'm so grateful, I even got a Vogue subscription, which I'm so excited for because I am obsessed with Vogue. I'll post later with the events of the day because today is the dreaded Harry Styles ticket war. Wish me luck !
Bye angels.
Today in Drama class, we learnt about Metamorphosis and Franz Kafka, and his views and ideas really stuck with me. He questioned why we, as a society, do things that we're told to do. We're always being told my governments and higher powers to do this, do that, make sure this is in on time... but why do we need to do these things? We're never told why.
It was just a thought. Now Metamorphosis is on my booklist and we're doing a play of it!
Bye divas !
angels ,
Can anyone who has visited the pink wall in LA tell me what is so special about it? I keep coming across videos of people taking photos against it, and is that all it is? A background for photos to show off to your friends? It is so ironic that the bins in this parking lot are full of Starbucks 'Unicorn Frappe' drinks. It is the illustration of consumerism. And they complain about the song, 'Ain't In LA', saying that Adela is saying people from LA are all the same.
I just personally don't understand visiting such an iconic place with lots of other things to offer, but to just drive to a painted pink wall (you could probably find one locally) and take photos pretending it's 2016?? It makes me a bit sad, if I'm honest. It's another example of how social media and influence has destroyed our lives. The Unicorn Frappe, which my friend forced me to try, is disgusting. Be so for real, no one actually finished that drink. The bins on this lot, as I mentioned before, saw many Unicorn Frappes that hadn't been drank - and obviously purchased just for the photos.
The pink wall in LA sits in a parking lot. It isn't even in an iconic area.
Anyway, that was just my thought of the day.
BYE ANGELS !!!
