I'm really sorry, but I'm going to put the blog on hold. I'd really like to do some nice long posts, but I really don't have time. I'm sure people can guess how the exam situation stands!
Anyway, when I have some more time I'll just pop along and do another post, whenever, and I'll visit everyones blogs again to comment. I'm really looking forward to that!
So see you all again soon - maybe in a few weeks!

Poetry

I really dislike poetry. I have always. We had poetry readers in primary school, and I never really clicked with them, finding the whole thing dull. We've studied poetry and read it so many times - I've never gotten into it.

I admit, some poems can be beautiful - Robert Browning's that we studied in English last year: Porphyria's Lover and My Last Duchess. These two I think had real meaning, and were honestly intriguing. I seem to find many poems pretentious. And sometimes, how dull and repetitive and boring they can be. Writing poetry seems almost an easy road to walk down, a cheat's path, in comparison to writing a story or book.

Mind you, that doesn't stop the half of us from trying to write poems, myself included, at some point in their lives. Maybe somewhere there is a huge underground bunker filled with discarded poems from school, and lines folk have scribbled in notebooks.

I think it isn't often the poetry itself I have this problem with. I think it's the ease with which a catchy or misleadingly thoughprovoking poem can be written. Surely one can just sling some sentences together, and change lines at random intervals, and have some odd adjectives and nouns floating about, and you've got yourself a passable poem?

Maybe I'm looking at this too hard. Maybe I should just concentrate on the words. Then I'd never get frustrated by non-existent meanings or pretention.
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On other subjects, two days ago I managed to get my hands on Twilight by Stephenie Meyers (you wouldn't believe the waiting list at the school library, or the amount of male year 7s who are interested. In the UK it's now only 15 days till the release of the film, so I guess people are getting a read in quick.) In all honesty I think the book was amazing: so good in fact, that I've read it twice (I read quickly). Stephenie Meyers is definitely a phenomenal writer. Not going to mention much here in case people haven't read it, but I've got my fair share of theories lined up for the next 3 books.

So now I'm in the queue for New Moon. It has been lost down at the library but my friends, the librarians are on the job. It never ever hurts to be friends with the librarians. If you aren't, you definitely should be - the perks and special treatment you get is really useful.

I really don't want to see the film. I know it can't be as good as expectations, or as the book. No one would ever get the right setting, or the right actors, and they shouldn't change the plot at all (but they definitely will). It's all a shame, sometimes, I think. I'll watch it anyway though.
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Also, the December/January issue of All Things Local is out, and with it, my column! Unfortunately the website for the magazine has not been updated yet, so no one can read it. Sniff!

Busy as always - increasingly so. I've a bunch on GCSE mocks coming up, about 5 before I break up for Christmas and the rest of them (17. Ouch.) in January. A few interesting developments I don't think I've mentioned yet, I started ballet with Caitlin at dancing which I am loving a lot although not quite as much as tap. I might get to do grade 3 in the Summer (I never took up ballet as a child, as it was too boring and slow but now I'm getting really into it). And I danced in the house plays at school last night. The house plays are always so much fun.