Sorry guys, life’s been hectic lately but I’m back now!!
Originally posted on TVLine:
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“We’re all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars”
- Oscar Wilde
Quote of the day- Let’s try to be optimistic
Meaning of a Fangirl (according to myfangirlproblemstumblr.com ) Fan•girl (n): A girl who is kind of obsessed with a band, footballer, singer, actor/actress etc. Who also enjoys talking about hot guys and reading fanfics about her favorite celebrity. – There are different stages of a fangirl. They can be chill or completely crazy. Fan•girling (v): The reaction a fangirl has to any mention or sighting of the object of her “affection”. These reactions include: shortness of breath, fainting, high-pitched noises, shaking, fierce head shaking as if in the midst of a seizure, wet panties, endless blog posts, etc. Common Fangirl Vocabulary:
- I can’t even Sounds a little bit crazy, right? But, I’m actually quite proud to say I’m a fangirl. I am obsessed with a multitude of fandoms; have bought all the merchandise possible for said fandoms and am a little too emotionally invested in the goings on of fictional characters. I “ship” relationships between characters, read more fanfiction than is probably healthy and call my self loads of cute fan- names (Sherlockian, whovian, potterhead and dragonlord to name a few) So, to answer my initial question: What surprises me about fangirls?- Is that there isn’t more of them!! Seriously It’d be cool to know how many fangirls (and boys) are out there? Tell me what fandoms you’re a part of and why you love them! SweetlyMagnifique xx
“To the world you are just one person, but to one person you are the world”
Quote of the day- don’t know the author, sorry guys
“A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing.”
- George Bernard Shaw
Quote for the day- This one is so true! Don’t be so afraid of making mistakes that you end up not doing anything and not enjoying your life
So, it was my school prom last night and I had a really busy day (hence my inactivity. ) Granted, proms are becoming more and more common in the UK but I think it’s fair to say that they’re still a relatively new thing and I didn’t really know what to expect. But, now it’s over, I had a really good time and I’m going to tell you all about the events that took place before the actual event.
Well, it’s safe to say that when I got up yesterday, I was very laid back and relaxed about getting ready for prom and being on time e.t.c. (Apparently if I was any more laid back, I’d have been lying down )
Of course, after a while ( and several horrific attempts at doing my hair) I started to get frustrated and a bit stressed to the point where I got tears in my eyes and was determined to go to prom with my hair looking like a rat’s nest. It was around 1:30 when I thanked God, Buddha and whichever deities were listening for my mother. It turns out that she knows me better than I know myself and had arranged an appointment at the hairdressers in case I got frustrated and we got there just before 2:00.
After an hour and a half of sitting silently in a chair with an equally unsocial stylist nearly burning my head with various utensils and back-combing my hair to high heaven, my hair was done and looking lovely. Then it was off to get my make-up done at Boots.
I had to scoff half a sandwich in the car on the way and jogged through the rain and into the shop, had an incredibly long and interesting conversation with some of the girls that worked there- chatting about everything from school to horse meat and finally got my make-up sorted before realising that I was going to be late to prom!
On the way home it felt like we were in a car chase or something because somehow we managed to get home in 10 minutes when it usually takes us 25 and after all that I only had literally 5 minutes to change. But I did it and got to my friend’s house where we were meeting just as the volkswagen campervan we were going in was about to leave and, despite everything, including the rain ( which was bucketing down), apparently I looked gorgeous! Lucky Me!!
If that interested anyone at all and if you want to know more, I’ll write a post about how one of the least popular girls in the year group (moi) almost got voted as Prom Queen and/or a prom survival guide for people who don’t normally enjoy parties/ aren’t popular e.t.c (again, that’s me)
Hope you enjoyed and let me know what you think