The perks of being a wallflower.

And I thought I Edward Cullen was the most marvellous fictional boy in literature.

Charlie.

The titular wallflower, the boy who writes in his diary that manifests as this book, the character I've most been able to identify and empathise with in my entire life.

Inspirational, is the only word I can really describe this book as. As I write this it's 3am, or thereabouts, and all I want to do is... something, anything, something productive. I can't wait to properly start the day and make something, or plan something, or do something. I want to find somebody else who's read this book so I can talk to them about it. I read somewhere that 2 people decided not to kill themselves because they read this book, and I was always skeptical of a book having that kind of power, but I can see why. It's because the book makes you feel the way Charlie feels, such as when he says goodbye to his friends, you feel sad as though it was you, but the important thing is how Charlie helps you understand that it's okay to feel like that.

My personal favourite part of this book is a moment where he is told that being a friend is about being yourself, and not about moulding yourself around what your friends want. And to be a good friend is to be honest, and to not change how you act around anyone.

I don't really know why I'm writing this down, as the only people who'll read this probably know all this anyway. I just think it needed to be said... or at least, I needed to say it. Whether it has any effect or not, I needed to clear my head.

Quotes from the book;

I guess I realised at that moment that I really did love her. Because at that moment there was nothing to gain, and that didn't matter.

This one kid with crooked teeth named Leonard called me "teacher's pet" in the hallway after class, but I didn't mind because I think he missed the point somewhere.

The inside jokes weren't jokes anymore. They had become stories. Nobody brought up the bad names or the bad times. And nobody felt sad as long as we could postpone tomorrow with nostalgia.

This could well be the only blog I write that has any real meaning behind it, so in that respect, it's unique. So I'm keeping it as safe as I can in as many places as possible, because right now, in the wake of reading this book, everything's so... okay, and I want to be able to remember this feeling because it probably isn't going to last long.

As it stands...

... I am the only one of our original 3 bloggers to at least have attempted to do one every day. So far Skank has missed two days where I only missed one, which was due to a party, a damn good party too.

Yesterday I officially began my christmas break, two weeks with nothing college-ey to do, just chores and other menial tasks. Hopefully I can catch up on my reading and my sleep, while also getting presents, money and damn good food.

Today I began reading The Perks of Being a Wallflower, I love the first... bit (it doesn't come in chapters) and cannot wait to read it all, I've heard so many good things about this book that I'm sure it will be a letdown, as is the case with most things that are hyped these days.

Well, I'm off to kill more zombies and then recover more, until tomorrow!

Nothing to report

So here is a string of sentences.

I'm thirsty. It's 11pm. I'm going for a shower soon. I'm a badass at flying helicopters on GTAIV. I'm really freakin thirsty. I still haven't listened to Boyce Avenue. I have one day left at college. That day consists of one lesson. That lesson consists of work that I've already finished. I've wrapped some peoples presents. I haven't wrapped other peoples presents. I finally found a present for my mother. I'm really bad at wrapping presents. I'm not really looking forward to tomorrow. I'm going to get a drink now.

Goodnight.

Jumping in puddles

All in all, pretty average day. Pretty average work finishing up, pretty average mock exam, pretty average card games.

I've been worrying about my temper recently, I think it gets out of hand sometimes and I dislike the idea that I'm pissing people off when I'm around them, so I'm gonna work on that, starting now, and try to be a better person.

Two days left! And a total of 3 lessons, 2 technically, since Personal Tutor Session doesn't actually count as a lesson does it? Either way, I'm nearly done, despite the fact we have no christmas tree and I haven't wrapped anybody's presents, I can't wait for the christmas break, some proper sleep and lack of responsbility will do me good I think.

Finally sent my finished UCAS form off today as well, which is exciting, I suppose I'll start getting uni rejections soon, nothing I can do about that now.

If you're gonna blog...

May as well put something with substance in it, whether the substance is good or bad. You know who I'm talking to.

3 more days of college and counting, should have all my work done by tomorrow with luck, thus leaving me two final days to chill, or be assigned random useless work by my teacher, I guess we'll see. Oh what an interesting day that will be.

Finished Twilight today, Edward really is wonderful. I'm not sure how exactly she spawned 3 more books from this series though, but I'll start finding out tomorrow when Skank brings me the sequel, before that I'm gonna bomb some more Prowlers. I feel under pressure knowing there's a queue of people after me who are waiting to borrow this book.

In other news, Sophie asked me to mention her on this, so uh... Sophie, she... exists. And is female, supposedly.

This is all I have to say, sleeptime!

A comedy of horrors

I like it here, in the exact spot I'm in now. Everything's just... okay. Ignoring the fact I have college tomorrow. Things don't bother me as much as they do when I'm out and about, I suppose this has something to do with my preference to be physically alone but still talking to people. I dunno, I would say more on the matter but I can't focus on anything too well at the moment.

Four more days of college until christmas break, hopefully a nice relaxing time, but I'll miss my friends. So I'm gonna do my best to get out of the house as much as possible over those two weeks. Speaking of christmas, I have to wrap presents, quite possibly my least favourite part of christmas.

If you haven't seen Thumbsucker, you should.

I ordered The Perks of Being a Wallflower today, along with the many books I've recently ordered and will be getting for christmas, that's going to be a lot of fun to digest (not literally)

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Drunk drunk drunk durunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk drunk durunk drunk dunk dunk

Not actually that drunk, jhyust a little, typcing may be somewhat illeggible, I guess I@lll find oyut tomorrow.

Mr Brightside is playing, and yuh... that's it, we played Buzz! It's fun, thoyugh takes forever top set up, it felt good to pie Steph outtathe gamne twice

I literally have njothing to say here, just had to do it before midnight.

SDober blog tomorrow! Goosd to gety back into routine