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#18 - Go to Disney

I don't think words can quantify how much I love Disney World.

I own all these photos.

#17 - Try Churros

These are amazing. I had the frontierland churros at night and they were incredible.

Be More Rookie - Playlist - Autumn's Coming

As part of my "be more rookie" idea/project/inspiration I made a playlist on 8 tracks and then a pretty, handwritten track list. As part of my lack of sleep, I miss spelt Autumn. Apologies.

#13 - Read two books a week

#8 - Get my results and #9 - Get easily into my next school

I had to get a very high set of grades to get into my current school and I did, despite my round-the-clock migraines. I got in and I am so happy that I did because I could not be happier.

Open Day Issues

Tomorrow is my sixth form's open day.

Now, open days are not my forte. In year 6 I got a family who took four hours to go into five classrooms. In year 9 my friend Lucy and I tried to access our lockers, which had turned into a male loo (it was an all girls) and had to hide for five minutes while we heard everything that went on in the cubicles. In year 10 I couldn't hear my prospective students name so couldn't introduce her to any teachers.

But Sophie, you're in a levels now, surely you're in a subject classroom, and I mean, you know a lot now about Biology, it must be okay?

I am guiding.

I don't know my way around the school.

I don't know about any other subjects.

I will have to show round someone entering sixth form or I will be of no use.

I have never been into one building.

How am I going to talk knowledgeably?

I only know 11 teachers names.

This could be interesting.

Lord help my school.
I love it though. Hopefully that will come across.

Night.

Happy Birthday HJG

My day was fantastic. I was euphoric until...

I realised I'd forgotten it was Hermione Jean Granger's Birthday.

At this point I was wracked with guilt. Hermione is me. We have the same hair even (apart from mine is saved with hairdryers). I am in 6th form so I could have worn a piece of merchandise or something.

I AM 17 IN 8 DAYS WHY DO I CARE SO MUCH.

So, at 8.30pm I danced around my kitchen, badly, wearing my time turner, reblogging every Hermione gif ever and painting my nails red and gold.

And then I relealised, not only had I missed Hermiones Birthday but I'd missed Alaska Day.

So in apology here is your fictional character calender

January 10th - Alaska Day (wear white flowers in your hair)
March 1st - Ron Weasleys birthday
March 29th - Hazel Grace's half birthday
May 2nd - end of the Battle of Hogwarts
June 21st - summer solstice "you are the true son of the sea god" HOLD ME.
July 31st - Harry's Birthday
August 18th - Percy Jackson's birthday
September 1st - Hogwarts starting day (special note 2017 which is last scene ever recorded in HP books. I will be at Kings Cross)
September 19th - Hermione's Birthday
September 29th - Hazel Grace's Birthday

However, this does all beg the question:

Why am I such a dork?

Night.

On writing short posts

Would you be disappointed if my posts were more frequent but shorter?

I would still do essays but I would do short posts.

On tumblr you can get away with it.

On blogger, not so much.

I always feel I should write long posts.

I'm exhausted but incredibly happy at the same time.

I can't quite get my head around my constant levels of euphoria.

I have a lot of work.

And that's not fun.

But I'm happy.

I guess that's all that counts.

Why I'm not happy with a Harry Potter spinoff.

I've wanted this for 6 years now. I've wanted another Harry Potter book. I loved every page of the original series. And I've finally got what I've wanted. So why am I not happy?

1) it's a film. The Harry Potter films were good but they were nothing like the books. "Yeah but J K Rowling will be writing it." Doesn't matter. Harry is not sassy in the filns The best thing about the books were the wit, the level of detail and Dumbledore. The films lack these things.

2) this leads me on to my second point: Michael Gambon. No one has slaughtered a book-to-film adaptation like Dumbledore's final scene. I could have acted in it and would have played a more convincing Dumbledore despite being a 13 year old female at the time. Rowling included some beautiful lines AND GAMBON YOU KILLED THEM.

3) the plot finished. Move on. Rowling as released fantastic books recently, especially The Cuckoos Calling, but no, even though Harry was given the best ending in literature history we're still milking this. Make more merchandice. Don't release another film. Better yet, rebuild Wizarding World of Harry Potter with Disney, who have a far better set of Imagineers and attention to detail than Universal have ever had *disclaimer: do not sue me. Use the money you would have spent on a lawyer to make better rides*

4) Could there be a more obscure plotline than Newt Scalmander? Pick Degalus Diggle,  for goodness sake.

5) Harry Potter was beautiful. But don't get everyone's hopes up for this film as everybody has Gatsbied the last film (to Gatsby - to glorify something in your mind until it is guaranteed to fall short of that expectation) but I ask you, civilians!  Where was Kreacher in the last battle? Where was the wand fight infront of everyone? And a wand is like a gun, not a hose, spells do not fight each other.

I loved Harry Potter, but if you really love him, let him go.

In defence of: blogging while tired

My last two blogs have been posted this week and as you may have gathered,  I started a new school. Being new is exhausting, I'm learning everything all at once. As a result I'm blogging while being ridiculously exhausted and I'm loving the results.

When I am tired I'm not as inhibited while writing. I think less about what people will think of me, is this sentence moderated to death and will people judge me? As a result my blog posts are more me, like a diary without being to personal and deep because when exhausted I don't have strong emotions. Even now my sentences are meandering and do you know what? I love it. This is what I sound like. I feel genuine. I always try to write like me, for some reason I otherwise think I'm betraying myself and I hate that so even in emails to work experience I write like me.

Late night (well early now I wake up at 6 o clock) blogging is peaceful. All I can hear is the ticking of my clock, the occasional aeroplane, some cars if the wind is blowing the right way. It's really different after going from a city school to the countryside every day because the noise levels are so different. I was really aware of this today after an ambulance rushed past our biology lab. So try late night blogging and I promise you you won't regret it.

This was a sort of pointless post but I have a notice:
I moved around the design on my blog so now my old posts with pictures don't fit. I apologise profusely and will be putting them on Flickr as consolation.

Starting a New School

I started a new school today. Honestly, I would worry before each induction because change is scary. I left for sixth form so I left all my friends behind and went into the great wide somewhere.  What's weirdest? Their snapchats, showing life being the exact repetition of last year: playing on phones in lunch hour in the buildings I am so familiar with. Moaning about the already incresing stress. Rejoicing over the number of free periods.

Starting a new school is daunting. I'm going to attempt to give some advice on how to  manage your new school.

1. Learn where your lessons are before the lesson starts because post-bell stress is insane.
2. Ask for directions. Nobody's going to judge you if you can't find room 105.
3. If you can't remember someone's name, ask. Everyone is doing it and nobody gets offended as we can all only remember a small bunch of names, let alone their a level choices and previous schools.
4. Find a "buddy" before lunch and sit with them. Stress-free seat finding
5. Pretend to have buckets of confidence and know exactly what you're doing. I don't know if I do this for the younger years but it seems to work despite having the odd nervous giggling fit prompted by "oh-my-lord-where-am-I-going."
6. Socialise. Don't be exclusive. Talk to everyone and anyone as there's only a small window for random conversation time in a new year.
7. Try not to collapse into laughter with your science partner when something goes wrong. I can not confirm I have followed this piece of advice.
8. Learn where the most important places are in the school: food, your classroom, your locker, your common room. Learn the names of buildings and the room numbers inside of them.
9. Learn the door codes really fast. It's just embarrassing.
10. Try not to just talk to your old friends if any have moved with you or on technology. These new people are lovely and will be in your life for the next 2/3/4/5/7 years. Stay in touch with your old friends just be prepared to branch out.

Moving schools was the right choice for me. I'm really happy, despite being totally lost most of the time. Everyone's in it together and nothing brings people together like lack of direction.

One last piece of advice, don't tell people you make youtube on the first day. Give them the chance to think you're vaguely normal first *cringes at lunch outburst*

Sophie out.

Be more Rookie

I have recently got really into Rookie magazine. I love the content and I relate to the stories and feelings about life in a way that Mizz and Glamour have never related to me. Even with other blogs I have felt a level of disconnect and I guess I just didn't "get" them. And best of all I do not have to pay to feel like this.

I want to be more Rookie.

I want to write better and make people empathise with my stories. Make them feel like I feel when I read an online magazine. I've always wanted people to "get something" out of my blog. I want to have an impact on someone's life. However, I thought I was too young. "The world is run by adults and success is something that adults have the privilege of having."  Tavi Gevinson, the editor of Rookie, is 16. And since I'm 17 in 24 days it probably means that she's younger than me. Tavi Gevinson gives me a lot of hope. Rookie is two years old. She started it age 14. It makes me feel like I can release my inner Tavi.

Success, especially online, is not immediate. And blogger or vlogger can testify to that. Instead you can slowly, as you put more effort in, watch your view count grow and grow until you hit a number that feels small on the online scale but if you really think about it, it's big. And that makes you proud. Who cares if I've got 89 subscribers? You cares if a video gets only 50 views? Last month a blog post I wrote got triple the views that my most popular post had received. It feels amazing. A statistic is a person and a person is an impaxt and I want to make that impact.

I want my blog to "be more Rookie." This month I'm going to submit an article. I don't care if I fail. I want to be featured in a magazine that has shaped me already in our very short relationship. I'll try if it kills me. I'll try every month over and over until I can do it.

And if I succeed?

That would be amazing.

Becoming Ms.

I mentioned in my very first vlog that my New Year starts on the first of September. It's to do with the school year mostly and partly because I have had a childhood heavily based on Harry Potter. Today starts my new year. It's a big year as I go to sixth form this year in a new school which is co-ed, after being in single sex for 9 years.

I decided yesterday I would finally start making the transition to becoming a Ms.

There are three main titles for women. Mrs. shows that a woman is married. Miss shows that a woman is not married. Ms. is the title that does not mark a woman as married or unmarried.

I've been wanting to become Ms. for a while now but I've had all these "problems" in my mind: I'm still Miss at the doctors, I'm Miss on my credit card and how can I be Ms. easily? Am I really prepared to go through the trouble even though I want to be Dr. rather than Miss in the near(ish) future? Will people think I'm a bra-burning, communist vegetarian (though I am a veggie)?

I'm not a strict feminist. I am still a feminist though and I believe that women should get the same pay, women should be able to drive in any country, women should not be subject to s*xual abuse. I believe in women's rights. I don't want to be defined by my marital status. I like my surname. I would like to keep it. I am 17 in 26 days and making a little change to my life gives me control over my decisions. And there is nothing like the satisfaction of taking control of something in your life.

So my tiny choice over two letters in my name makes me feel much better. It may sound insignificant to you but I do have little feminist views such as choice over your name. It makes me feel good. Of course I'm not married. Look at my finger if you're desperate. I don't understand why marriage has to define a woman. I've changed my name to suit my beliefs. It feels satisfying. 

So, hello, little National Rail photo card. You are my first Ms. You'll soon be joined by parcels from Amazon and other web orders. My NUS registration in December when my card runs out.

So here is the start of 2013-14. Year of the AS and the Ms. Follow my blog to see constant updates on the Year of the Ms. plus many varied blog posts.

Goodnight, Ms. Sophie Charlotte out.