Okay, in true Caitlin fashion I'm writing this blog instead of tidying my room. Apologies to the gas man that's coming to check the radiators tomorrow. Although I like to think that I'm helping him become a better radiator-checker. Instead of doing mundane checks on a really mundane radiator every time he comes to my house he gets to go on a wee treasure hunt; the treasure being the aforementioned radiator. I think he secretly enjoys it.
And also in true Caitlin fashion I ended up at the doctors today. Turns out I've got a urine infection and I'm on antibiotics. My main issue with this? I'm not allowed alcohol while on them. And I was supposed to be going out on friday night. Hating life 2K12.
Anyway, blogging. I asked for inspiration, boy did I get some. Basically I'm going to do a different blog as often as I can be bothered on each of the different topics given.
To start off; Beth: Orangeade is the best. Limeade is a distant second, but will never be on par with Orangeade. Never.
To start off; Beth: Orangeade is the best. Limeade is a distant second, but will never be on par with Orangeade. Never.
I'll write a New Year Resolution blog closer to New Year, and a Merlin blog after the finale so I can sum up all my feelings. Until then, I'll just work through the random topics provided by Rhona in the last blog. Onwards and upwards I hope.
So on to the main topic of this blog:
Things I Wish I Could Do/Want To Learn.
1. Martial Arts. Absolutely no doubt here. I grew up watching all the good and crappy martial arts films with my dad so I've always liked watching it. Hell, one of my favourite films ever is a martial arts film (films will be a later blog). But I think the level of martial arts performed by the likes of Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee was always so high that it never seemed achievable for a mere mortal such as myself. And then 2006 came; the first Alex Rider novel Stormbreaker was released in cinemas and I just wanted to be able to do it. I mean I was 12, I knew it was all achieved through camera work and stunt doubles who had trained for years, but I guess the fact that it was supposed to be a 14 year old kid doing all the stuff just made me feel like I could do it too. And the fact that in the film Alex can do all different kinds only made it seem ever cooler.
Unfortunately, despite all my begging and pleading my parents never did pay for me to go to a class. I would go now if I didn't think I was too unfit for it; which I am, purely and simply. Maybe once I start going to a gym and become fitter I might start going to one. That's the aim, and I'll do it someday. Whether I'm any good or not will be determined, but I'll have finally achieved it and will be proud no matter how shit I am.
Unfortunately, despite all my begging and pleading my parents never did pay for me to go to a class. I would go now if I didn't think I was too unfit for it; which I am, purely and simply. Maybe once I start going to a gym and become fitter I might start going to one. That's the aim, and I'll do it someday. Whether I'm any good or not will be determined, but I'll have finally achieved it and will be proud no matter how shit I am.
2. Singing. Don't get me wrong, I sing all the time. Loudly, badly and proudly. But hey, I get pretty high scores on Singstar, Band Hero and High School Musical 2: Sing It. Unfortunately just because I can match the notes doesn't mean I have any decent singing voice, as anyone who has heard me sing will tell you. And I agree, I sound like a cat being strangled, but I don't care. I enjoy it, and a song can change the way you're feeling. If you're sad, singing loudly along to a track you love just instantly makes you feel that wee bit better. And unfortunately for my family, it has the adverse affect on them. So yeah, I will sing no matter how bad I sound, but I really wish I was a decent singer. Not like pre-drugs Whitney Houston talented, but decent enough to not make people cringe in horror.
3. Play the Guitar. About 3/4 years ago when I still had a paper round I told my parents that I had a plan. I had never saved up and bought myself anything larger than a dvd, and I wanted to change that. I decided that I was going to save up and buy myself an acoustic guitar with my own money. I wanted the sense of achievement of having managed to buy something relatively expensive (for a 14 year old) by myself and without my parents help at all. I was going to do it.
But my parents had other ideas. They hadn't been able to think of a good birthday present for me (we normally get one big present and then tons of smaller ones). So when they heard me talking about buying a guitar they just assumed that I wanted a guitar for the sake of having one, not for the sake of buying it for myself. Cue me waking up on my birthday, going downstairs and finding a pretty decent (i think) Fender guitar sitting downstairs for me. I was both happy and slightly disappointed at the fact that once again, my parents had got me something instead of me getting it independently. And I know, cry her a river, her parents bought her something oh no *cries*. But the idea of doing it myself was a big deal for me.
And then came the next argument between me and my parents. I knew I was no good at guitar, they thought I must have been alright to want one. I've got no idea what the thing should sound like so it's pretty much always out of tune. This just means that whenever I try to play it, I get moaned at. Then when my parents don't hear me play it for a while I get moaned at for not using it. The fact that I can only really try to learn how to play when there's no one around coupled with the fact that I only get the tv when there's no one around means that I really don't play it that often, and I genuinely don't really know how to. I can't read music or anything.
So long story short, I'd like to learn how the play the guitar. Although automatically being great would also be quite nice.
*Just double checked online and turns out my guitar is a Fender CD-60 (Sunburst). I don't know if that's good or not.*
3. Play the Guitar. About 3/4 years ago when I still had a paper round I told my parents that I had a plan. I had never saved up and bought myself anything larger than a dvd, and I wanted to change that. I decided that I was going to save up and buy myself an acoustic guitar with my own money. I wanted the sense of achievement of having managed to buy something relatively expensive (for a 14 year old) by myself and without my parents help at all. I was going to do it.
But my parents had other ideas. They hadn't been able to think of a good birthday present for me (we normally get one big present and then tons of smaller ones). So when they heard me talking about buying a guitar they just assumed that I wanted a guitar for the sake of having one, not for the sake of buying it for myself. Cue me waking up on my birthday, going downstairs and finding a pretty decent (i think) Fender guitar sitting downstairs for me. I was both happy and slightly disappointed at the fact that once again, my parents had got me something instead of me getting it independently. And I know, cry her a river, her parents bought her something oh no *cries*. But the idea of doing it myself was a big deal for me.
And then came the next argument between me and my parents. I knew I was no good at guitar, they thought I must have been alright to want one. I've got no idea what the thing should sound like so it's pretty much always out of tune. This just means that whenever I try to play it, I get moaned at. Then when my parents don't hear me play it for a while I get moaned at for not using it. The fact that I can only really try to learn how to play when there's no one around coupled with the fact that I only get the tv when there's no one around means that I really don't play it that often, and I genuinely don't really know how to. I can't read music or anything.
So long story short, I'd like to learn how the play the guitar. Although automatically being great would also be quite nice.
*Just double checked online and turns out my guitar is a Fender CD-60 (Sunburst). I don't know if that's good or not.*
4. Being Less Awkward. Yeah I wish this was a skill I could learn. Once I've been around people for a while, (or if I instantly connect with them) until I'm comfortable around them I tend to be quite awkward. I think it's because I'm not really an outgoing person until I feel I know people well enough. I'm never the first person to stand up and be like "Hi everyone! Love me!". Or at least not externally. I'm going to get all deep here and explain why I think this is. Basically I think this all comes down to family. I've got a pretty large extended family and yet out of all the cousins and aunts and uncles the person I have the most in common with is this guy:
This picture is not meant to be creepy, it's the first one I found on facebook. I swear.
Yep I'm 18 years old and the person I'm most similar to out of all my teen and preteen- aged cousins is the 5 year old boy. Go me. Seriously though, all my cousins are so preoccupied with how they look and taking constant photos of them all together at family events that I'm either left with the 1 year old, or talking about Spiderman. So I think that because I know I'm not really like most of my family and get left with the wee ones, I'm not really that confident at all meeting new people. So yeah, being less awkward or at the very least more outgoing would be quite nice.
5. Hair. This is a really short one, but I wish I was really good at doing my hair. I've got straightening it down to a tee. But that's all I'm really good at. Except growing it, it grows pretty fast:
5. Hair. This is a really short one, but I wish I was really good at doing my hair. I've got straightening it down to a tee. But that's all I'm really good at. Except growing it, it grows pretty fast:
I mean, there's only 6 months between these photos. Ignore the face on the right,
I'm ill and don't exactly photograph well #sadface.
That's all I can think of just now. In my defence it's 0130am, and I think I got about 3 hours of sleep last night. Basically the only adverse affect a urine infection has it that I need to pee roughly every half hour. Which isn't fun when you're trying to sleep and have to be awake for a driving lesson. Good times.
Holy crap I had a driving lesson this morning (Thursday) and it suddenly hit me that the next driving lesson I'll have will be at 0715am before my driving test. Unless it snows and my test gets cancelled. BUT STILL! Not sure if I can cope; scary times.
Who knows, maybe while procrastinating from doing the online tests I was supposed to do today but missed because of stupid doctor queues I'll think of more things and write a follow up.
And guys, regardless of what anyone says, when a middle aged man hands you a clear plastic bottle thing and tells you to pee in it, it is horrifically mortifying. Especially when after returning from the loo and having filled the bottle said man opens it and sniffs it. Yuck.
Who knows, maybe while procrastinating from doing the online tests I was supposed to do today but missed because of stupid doctor queues I'll think of more things and write a follow up.
And guys, regardless of what anyone says, when a middle aged man hands you a clear plastic bottle thing and tells you to pee in it, it is horrifically mortifying. Especially when after returning from the loo and having filled the bottle said man opens it and sniffs it. Yuck.
#IWillNeverBeADoctor
And on that lovely thought, it's goodbye from me until I next have a spare half hour to write a blog in, Adios!
You can't do a merlin blog after the final!!! I won't be able to read it because I won't see the final straight away! Don't do this to me!!!
ReplyDeleteOn another note: you don't have to get fit then do a martial art. You get fit as you learn. Seriously as long as you go and try your hardest and have fun, no one really minds if you suck at it. As long as you show enthusiasm. People don't like it when you get at their sport
I'll wait until you've said you've seen it!!
DeleteAnd I know, but I am so unfit I would not be able to cope :L.