Hurry Over To New Look

Spent the last few days figuring out what to write about and I've decided that another post about New Look couldn't hurt. After I posted about what I like in New Look at the moment, I knew that I wouldn't be able to resist going down to one of their stores. Which I couldn't. I ended up going two hours later,  when my Mum could drop me off. The store nearest me is only tiny and didn't have everything that was on the website, but I found a few things that were great.


Three tops and a pair of jeggings, which are more like jeans than anything else.

Mystic Zebra Print Tank Top: £12.99

The rest of the clothes aren't actually on the website and some of them have been wrapped up for my birthday. I'll post a photo of them once I get them on the eleven of February.

My Obsession With New Look

As some will know my birthday is in exactly two weeks. Eleventh of February. Everyone in my family, other than my Mum, never buy me clothes. They say I am too picky and aren't even going to bother, so this year I'm going out with my Mum and picking out a few things that I would like, and then she'll pass them round the family to wrap up. 

After looking on the New Look website I found a few things that I absolutely loved! I'm not so much into the girly tops that are uncomfortable and too revealing, but these tops seem fine. Obviously I know that photos of clothes and the real thing could be different, so if I ever see them in the shop down town I'll definitely be trying these on!

New Look have got a great selection on their website at the moment and I only got to page five or six, so have a look and buy buy buy! 

Trying out Bloglovin

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The Confusion Blogger Is Sending Me Into!

When I'm searching through blog after blog, finding ones that I love and could follow, I never seem to understand the whole process of following. Obviously I know how to and why we follow other blogs, but whenever I go back onto the dashboard, it never shows me the new blogs I am following. It's as though I'm not. 

After finding out this I can't go back to the blogs I loved, because I can't remember the url. Someone help?

If any of you have the answer to solve this confusion I have, please comment on this post of e-mail me at searchingshells@aol.co.uk. 

Journal Entry #3

This week has been hectic! Usually I only do a few things during the week, but this week I've done something every day. I feel so exhausted and tired, but that may be the tablets.  Guys, friends, hospitals and family is what my week consisted of and I wish that I had actually slept all day of Wednesday.

Monday

College from nine till four and then I met up with a couple of friends and had dinner out.

Tuesday

Had a blood test in the morning and then slept the rest of the day. In the evening (even though I know it isn't something I did, but it took an hour of my evening anyway and turned my good mood upside down) I had this guy calling me up 30 plus times asking for me to come out. I would have if he wasn't waiting for a bus which was due within fifteen minutes.

Wednesday

Went to look after a family friend's dogs, who were pains and I hope I never have to look after  them again.

Thursday

I went to college 11-4 and then went back to my Nan's house to see my Auntie and have dinner. Then I went out with a few friends in the freezing cold and hurt my legs.

The rest of my week/weekend is pretty unplanned but I hope it is made of much, I just want to sleep! I know I sound like such a drama queen or a moody cow, but I like my alone time or a day where I just do nothing. No make-up, hair products or clothes! I'm sure most other people are the same.

Journal Entry #2

Cant sleep. I've been up for hours, but still can't seem to trigger the part of my brain that lets me sleep. I have to be up and out of the door for eight, so I can go to pick up my Nan. My Nan is my rock and stays with me through things like this, my Mum is as scared as I am so she's no good. I think the appointment at the hospital is nine or nine thirty, I'm trying not to think about it too much. The doctors even prescribed me this 'special' gel that is meant to make your arm numb before, worth a try!

This irritating person keeps texting me during the night, which wakes me up every time. Some people would tell me to turn my phone on silent, but I never do. After the accident I've learnt to keep my phone switched on as you never know whats going to happen or who is going to try and contact you. 

Going to attempt to have at least an hours sleep. Wish me luck.

Journal Entry #1

Today was a mixture of good and bad, bad being the thought of the blood test! I did so much work at college today that it's hard to I even had anything to do towards the end of the day, but I did! I'm pleased with the amount of work I'm getting signed off and think it'll be fine to have a few more days off, if I need them. I even made the choice to not go to work tomorrow, having to deal with the stress of the blood test and then spend the day working, I couldn't do it. 

I met up with a few mates this evening, had a meal and then went back to one of the guy's house. We were having a laugh and talking about his new girl until he brother come in. His family is quite rough, and he constantly tells us stories about his brother being in prison, so was a shock to see him walk through the door. Me and the others left at that point, and they all walked me home. Definitely gentlemen!

The Impossible Early Nights

It's my first day back at college today, after having a week off. If I'm honest I still don't feel right and am dreading the four hours of theory if I'm ill. I haven't once gone home from college and I don't plan to, the thought of seeing a nurse is horrifying. 

I know that today I'm going to be thinking about the blood test I may have to have tomorrow, I got out of it last week and now my Mum thinks I still should have one. My Mum has even booked me into a special ward for 'scared' people over the age of fourteen. Seven hours of college is going to be intolerable if I'm stressing out about other things as well. When I was at secondary school I used to have panic attacks, and I definitely don't plan on having any at college.

I even tried to have an early night last night, but that didn't work. It seems as though whenever I want an early night, I can't get to sleep and I'm so tired whenever I do want to stay up. Last night my head was pounding and I couldn't even watch the television, I hate feeling rough and wouldn't wish it on anyone. 

Is College Overrated?

When I was at secondary school they used to tell us week after week about how amazing and useful college is; but amazing it is not! College is overrated by schools and should be thought over carefully by students. If you are thinking of going to college in September, you really should think about what course you are thinking of doing. Once it's September and you've chosen your course, you can't change to another until the next September. 

I don't regret going to college, but I do think that the course they put me on isn't hard enough for me and that's when I start to get bored. Most of the students on my course are lazy or just simply behind. I like to plan what work I need to do and then finish it properly and in not too much time. 

In my eyes it all comes down to wasting time. Sometimes I feel as though I need to waste time in order to survive the long four hour theory lesson. Within the four hours the lecturer gives us one piece of work to complete and nothing else, usually I make work for myself! Look through the criteria sheet and see what I could write a witness statement about; but that list is becoming shorter and shorter and soon there won't be a lot left. 

Space out the amount of work you do and make it to a better standard. 

It's quality not quantity. 

Acceptance By The Family

Today I'm going to my Nan house, which is where I go every other Sunday. Although I like seeing my little cousin and the rest of the family, I can't help but feeling like an outcast. My little cousin was born nearly seven years ago and since then I've been the second best. I agree that she's adorable and should get everything she wants, but what about me as well?

I hate sounding ungrateful, but I think about my sixteenth birthday all the time. I went round to see them on the Sunday, expecting something special from them, seeing as it was my sixteenth and a big deal. I opened this present to find a bookmark that could have been bought from the 99p store. I was so disappointed with them for not thinking of something special, but I've decided that that is how they are. They don't understand the importance of a teenager growing up, not the importance of the teenager being me anyway. 

My Experience With Live Journal

Tried out Live Journal today to see if it was easier to use than this. It wasn't. It was complicated and you couldn't even customize the templates provided. After uploading a few of my posts from here I realized that Live Journal wasn't for me and deleted my account. Five minutes at the most I had that account and within that five minutes I decided that I am never going to use Live Journal again. I used to have an account about three years ago, when I was less logical and sad, which I think it was way better back then. Even though I spoke to all of one person from there, it was still a better experience.

I'd love to talk to fellow bloggers on here, by at the moment everyone seems shy. I'd love to take requests from followers/readers about what my next post should be. Speak up readers!

Our opportunity to choose

Choices. At the young of sixteen these choices don't seem to be your own, even though you're meant to be an adult in the eyes of the government. 'We're your parents, we know best!' is a constant reminder of the age we are and how we are lacking responsibility. Throughout school my parents would tell me about the responsibilities I would have once I had left school, and even though I should have many, none of them were decided by me. My parents helped me choose what college I went to and what course I chose, how I would get to college, even when I would learn to drive. When I got my grades back in August my Nan started to tell me that business isn't the right path for me and that she thought hairdressing would be, which turned out to be a complete disaster and ended up with them telling me to drop out of college, at the interview! 

In September I started my business course, like I chose, and am far ahead of the course than most of the people on it. I enjoy typing and writing about what I do at work, which I chose as my work experience placement. Even now I am choosing what courses to do for my next year at college

Choices should be your own and if anybody takes that opportunity away from you, snatch it back quickly! Life is about choices and responsibility so take control of your life by acting on your opportunities.

Searching Shells Banner!

Made a banner for the Searching Shells site, but unfortunately I don't know how to put it as a banner on my layout. Oh well. I guess this is going to be a short and pointless post, please comment your thoughts about the banner. Much appreciated! 

Going out with my Mum and then visiting my Nan later. Hope all your Saturdays are being good to you as well! X

Young Love

I was out with a few friends at the weekend, down the town having a lovely hot chocolate in Starbucks. Starbucks is an open shop, which is all windows and no walls, so we decided to people spot. We recognized some people that went by, but my mind was mostly drawn to the numerous couples hanging around in the middle of the shopping center. They were sitting on the floor opposite Starbucks, all loved up, and must have only been about thirteen years old. 

It made me think about when I was their age and what I had done then to pass time. I come to the conclusion that young teenagers now days are too open about their feelings. I used to go shopping or go round a friends house. If I was in a relationship I would definitely not sit around town with five other couples making a fool out of myself, I'd go to theirs or they'd come to mine and once in a while we'd take a stroll down the beach.

This sighting is just another reminder that romance is disappearing and in its place is lust. Most teenagers are unable to realize just how important love is in a relationship, it isn't just about sex and how good of a kisser they are. I think that is what the population is forgetting; mothers and fathers forgetting to tell their children about love and how they met, or older brothers and sisters not guiding them in the right direction.

I myself do not have anything brothers or sister, so I had to find out about relationships and lust on my own. Sure, my Mum told me about how her and my Dad met, but I know that it isn't going to happen that way for me. I had a boyfriend when I was fourteen and it wasn't about sex and kissing, we never had sex throughout the relationship, it was because we liked each other and liked being together. All relationships have their rough spots, but young teenagers today won't realize that, because they aren't in a relationship at all, they just like the thought of being in one.

Do We Expect Too Much?

When I was younger my friends used to tell me about their plans for the future; how they’d be a superstar, singing songs in front of S Club 7 or a famous actor/actress, playing the character that gets to kiss Tom Cruise. But within all of these expectations, where was the ‘in between’ stage? 

Kids assume that after leaving school it’ll be a breeze; they’ll meet someone famous or maybe the love of their life. But we never mentioned about how we would get to the fairy tale ending. There was no mention of college or university, how we’d get the grades to succeed in want we wanted. 

Even now people my age assume that when they leave college they’ll find an amazing job first time round. Most people over the age of twenty are still looking for jobs because of the cut backs or lack of qualification. Are kids brought up to expect too much? In this type of world break down, should we expect anything? Food prices rise and so does petrol, but still we remain to lose the opportunity that provides us with the one something we need in order to survive.

Meeting That Special Someone

Has the ability to meet someone special gone? Have social networking sites taken over the traditional way to make friends? Millions of people use the internet to join dating sites or sites where you can add your ‘friends’, but are these people taking advantage of the idea of talking to other people behind a screen? Are they using it as a type of protection from criticism and judgement said by someone they supposedly like? In the future, when I have children, I don’t want to have to tell them about a friends request or a poke. What happened to the romantic, fairy tale, stories of meeting on the train or the beach?

Even I am a user of the social networking sites, especially Twitter, but I’d preferably talk to people I see quite often or not so often. There are people that I went to secondary school with that now have hundreds of ‘friends’ on Facebook, but cannot possibly  know them all.

After declining many ‘friends requests’ I miss the one person I do not see much of at all, but is a great childhood friend of mine. Once upon a time she was an ‘addict’ to the good old Facebook; constantly playing games, updating statuses, talking to friends, but now that she is free of this addiction I feel as though I’ve lost a good friend. Yes, we see each other every other month or so and have great catch-up talks outside a cafe or in town, but I still loved the weekly chit-chat sessions we had going on.

So I admit social networking sites are good for one thing. But does growing up as a teenager in a world based on social networking sites mean more unconfident and bad behavioural children and adults? More and more teenagers are meeting people online, without knowing who these people are at all, thinking they are a friend or maybe even more. Will this addiction help children when growing up or actually set them back into problems with communicating?

Meeting people over the internet first makes it a whole lot harder when meeting them in person. Is that what it’ll be? A world where people never meet one another face to face? Is the romantic love at first sight and fairy tale endings disappearing with time itself?

If society today thinks talking behind a screen is a good idea, then how is anyone going to find Mr or Mrs Right?