A childhood dream has been achieved, I now have reading glasses. Achievement unlocked (bleep blop).
I feel as if I am now a certified hipster. I wants my qualification.
In other, irrelevant news, I watched The Great Gatsby last night. It seems to me, with my limited knowledge of American literature (Of Mice and Men. Love that book), that the idea of the American Dream being unattainable is quite common. Even though Disney hounds us with the dream-is-a-wish-your-heart-makes-refined-sugar-cr*p. I want to explore this idea further, I should probably read the actual book though. I'll just sparknote it for now.
There is more to me than my hipster glasses.
EDIT: I lie, I have also read To Kill a Mockingbird. This is also great American literature. It too is about how the American Dream of equality/opportunity is unattainable. I'm also a massive John Green fan. Does he count as a great American author yet? Or do we have to wait until 50 years after his death?
27 June 2011
15 June 2011
When Op Shopping, finding shoes that do not fit is a common problem. From the wracked depths of my soul comes poetry on the matter.
when my toes
will not squish into granny's
must we be cursed with
what we cannot
my feet are
in the world
|MY DREAM SHOES .|
Far too small.
Far too big
|Two photos are needed to explain these babies. |
Again too small.
With tights in winter, dresses in summer.
It will never come to be.
8 June 2011
I have practise exams this week.
Today I have read a sizeable amount of Terry Pratchett, wandered the town centre dressed in my ball dress and blogged. Naturally.
How was your day my internet friends?
Mine has been great, though maybe not for my English marks.
I used to think only British school chums corporate people wore blazers. I guess trends can easily influence my mind. This librarian-esque jacket was my mothers, it was bought for my dedication and is the same age as me.
Time to get my A into G. I will now make brilliant mind maps on 'Brave New World'.