I'm 14, I live with my mum, my sister and my cat and love sitting inside writing a blog post, readin other blog posts, watching YouTube videos, listening to music and planning for the future - however, school is evil and takes over 6 hours of my day - making it something like 7 hours with the added walking to and from school and all the homework they throw at me.
I guess I could start with some cheesy quote about life but I'd rather jump right in with where all of this sort of began.
Just some background ;
I was born on March 8th 2001 in some hospital that I can never remember the name of. I am told I was a particularly happy baby so I guess that's good. Apparently when I was really young I got these marks on my skin that looked like bruises so my mum took me to the doctors and I had to get a blood test. It didn't go down well. Every time the nurse came at me with the needle I'd kick and scream and blood went everywhere. On the walls, the floor, the nurse, probably my mum and me as well - but it turned out that nothing was wrong with me. I have absolutely no memory of that whatsoever.Well 3 years after I was born, my sister came along - and my mum said she was so moody and wouldn't let anyone look at her - unlike the bundle of joy that I was...moving on....
As a child me, my mum and my sister moved around a lot and I haven't ever been in one school for the full amount of years required because we'd move about halfway through. The two most recent moves were probably the biggest of my life. The second most recent one was when we moved house and I started at my primary school in year 4. In year 4 I met my Chummie and even though it's been a dramatic ride, we're hopefully going to still be friends when we leave high school because we're Chummie's and Chummie's stick by each other for ages and ages...
So we started high school together, me and my Chummie and we're definitely going to finish it because my most recent move has left me, my mum and my sister in a secure place to live for as long as we want (because our land lord is really nice). So I guess moving has been a big part of my life...
Blogging ;
I guess I've always loved writing - because even in my earliest memories, I remember reading and writing, and I've always looked up to authors - especially Jaqueline Wilson, I was actually lucky enough to meet her and her puppy at the Battersea Dogs and Cats Reunion Event thing and had a proper fan-girl moment where I saw her and frantically searched for a pad and a pen and then forgot my phone so I couldn't take a picture with her and I was really annoyed, but then I got the autograph and I was literally happy for the entire day. So Jaqueline Wilson - if by some bizarre chance you are reading this, thank you for being so kind and literally making my childhood dreams come true. (I know that was horribly soppy, but it's true...So I guessed the reason I started blogging in the first place was so that other people can hear what I had to say. It is the only other way for me to express my feelings other than writing them in a little diary just do that I can look at it in 20 years or so - if I still have it and say something like "oh, well that was .... interesting" and put it down to never be seen again. I'd rather share what's crammed into my mind with you guys and if you do like it you could tell me in the comments or just by subscribing to show that you actually care. I feel like I've been able to speak to a whole bunch of people through this blog and you might not actually understand exactly how much this means to me - the fact that we're almost at 1000 page views. That's pretty much 1000 people or so that I've shared stuff with and that is just amazing and terrifying and really great all at the same time and I'd just like to let you know that I'm so happy. I really am happy so thanks a whole lot...literally no words can explain how amazed I am right now. THANK YOU
Kalli xxx
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