Song of the Day: "New York, New York" by Frank Sinatra

In remembrance of the 9/11 attacks, I have decided to post a song by none other than the great Frank Sinatra. I greatly admire their resilience 10 years ago today, and perhaps someday I will be lucky enough to visit such a  vibrant and strong city.

I want to send all my good thoughts to the families of the people who lost their lives and all the services of New York that participated in the safety of such a great city. Continue to stay strong.

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Song of the Day: "I Need Some Sleep" by Eels

This song could easily sum up how I feel today, I really do need some sleep. See if you can guess where you may have heard this song before?

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Too late, Too Dark, Too Stuffy

I feel that my brain always functions best after 2AM, but of course it must involve me skulking around in the night in my house like an absolute creeper. I can have so much to think about and mull over in my head, because it takes me literally forever, (if not more) to fall asleep.

If the world was at it's safest, I'd feel comfortable to walk around in the night and take everything in. I can't stand still and think. Well, I can, but I feel useless standing still whilst I think of "great" things. If I am to think about philosophical topics, I must of course do something whilst I think of it. Just in honour of the thought.

So, what I've been thinking at this hour, instead of sleeping because it is unnecessarily hot even with the fan on, is about my increase in reading. Don't get me wrong, I've been reading for as long as I remember, I've always been encouraged to read. But as I deepen into literature that strays away from my childhood; Harry Potter, A Series of Unfortunate Events and Roald Dahl, I'm venturing into more complex novels.

But as I read more of these novels, I can't help but to feel pretentious. The more I read, the more I feel like a pretentious character. It would possibly not seem apparent on the outside, I don't really think I strike off as pretentious apart from the fact that people are aware I read quite a bit and I don't indulge in only mainstream activities but in a way, I feel like I am. This is probably because I think a lot, and I tend to over-think a lot. Often I tend to feel selfish, because I keep everything in my thoughts, but I never say them out loud.

Then I feel alarmingly pretentious when people tell me things that I always think about and I just nod my head and say "Yes" and "I know", always in agreement. I wonder if the person I am talking to wonders "wow, she claims to know everything." Or perhaps they may think something along the lines of like "She's pretending to know everything, I've never heard her utter anything of the sort before." Due to my lack of voicing opinion. This is terrible for a person who wants to do the things she wants to do in the future.

No secrets, just thoughts.

Just thoughts all in my head, kept under lock and key.

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Plath

Today started abruptly, as I jolted awake and was immediately aware that I was to meet my friend in a short couple of hours and I was, indeed, a mess. I don't think I could congratulate coffee enough for being such a lifesaver. I can't imagine the places I'd be without it.

Anyway, yes, I made yet another trip with my friend Sophie to the library today. On the rota, the task was "Get Work Done For Personal Statement". I was confident I'd get a fair bit down, but instead my time was spent reading Time magazine, inspecting pieces of Russian art and reading Sylvia Plath's biography. I decided to take it home. "Take" as in borrow it of course.

Well, here she is! I really enjoy her pieces of work, especially Ariel and I thought The Bell Jar was truly captivating. There are times whilst reading the novel, I feel like I can relate to how the protagonist feels, and it makes me worry, considering people reckoned The Bell Jar was a semi-autobiographical novel, and if you were not aware, Sylvia Plath was mentally ill and had committed suicide at the age of 30.

But then again, not everything is the same for everyone. Situations are dealt with differently by each person. In all honesty, "we are all unique" pretty much sums it up. So far I have reached the point of reading about Plath's maternal side of the family. As I read the story of her maternal grandparents, I feel as if I am reading a novel and then I realise that this is actually somebody's life. This is why I find biographies difficult to take seriously; I mistake reality for fiction and forget that these words depict the accounts of real events in history. Not quite sure why I am so fascinated by this.....

Sylvia Plath led a very colourful life. A life which could be considered almost "normal" to society's judging eyes, almost fulfilled. A life that could be mistaken for any person with a healthy mind, so I am looking forward to reading about the shadowed events in her life which could explain the reason for her angry and ambitious poetry.

    

I'm going to leave you here in the midst of Plath and dive into some work if my wireless keyboard decides to live.

Goodbye!

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I haven't seen one of these in a while

My sister rushed upstairs today to tell me that there was a rainbow. I had suddenly turned into a magical pony as  I pranced all over my room panicking and looking for a camera. I needed to take a picture ASAP before it would fade away.

I got the picture though!

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Sorry!

I've been ill for a couple of days, I'm sorry for not updating! I think I've reached the conclusion in which these "Song of the Day" post will be a little less frequent, and I'll post on my Twitter (which you can access here) when I'll have another one up!

Again, I really do apologise for the lack of posts, but when my mind is in correct working order, and I'm not sneezing every couple of minutes, I'll be sure this blog will be abundant with thoughts and opinions and complaints.

I hope you've all stayed on the right side of health, and please enjoy the rest of your summer holidays!

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Song of the Day: "Pretend (Reprise)" by Lights

I discovered Lights quite some time ago whilst browsing around YouTube, and I fell in love with her music video of "Second Go" which involved her haphazardly painting a bright house room with bright colours. However, that isn't the song I wanted to show you today. I wanted to show you "Pretend" by Lights. Her voice is really sweet and is a reminiscence of innocence.

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