General Confessions Episode 3

Howdy Strangers! This is just a hiatus from hiatusing (why is this not a word?) and you'll soon never hear from me again for three/four more weeks. Also, due to a official hiatus period, this is simply a write dump consisting of nothing to exciting. I did write a full-blown proper (and I mean proper) confession, but I don't feel quite ready to share it with the world wide web yet. So you'll just have to enjoy the following:

EXCLAMATION MARKS!!!!!!!!!!!

I get frustrated about very little things. Little things like overuse of exclamation marks. They make a story sound like a fangirl gush, halt flow and are aesthetically unpleasing. Take for example: 

"Then I ran into the kitchen and saw my friend Mandy! She was just standing there, doing I'm not sure what, but looking very attractive! Perhaps Luke will ask her out soon!" compared to:

"Then I ran into the kitchen and saw my girlfriend Mandy. She was just standing there, doing I'm not sure what, but looking very attractive. Perhaps Luke will ask her out soon!" 

They both say the exact same thing, however the second one feels easier to read, sounds more mature, won't be read in a silly teenage girl's voice and actually conveys more meaning and emotion as it creates a depth and range of feeling, whilst sentence one simply gushes and sounds fake. Another thing about exclamation marks that annoy me is when people use multiple ones at a time, e.g !! or !!!!!!!!!!!!!!. It is simply unnecessary and distracting to the eye! It makes thing difficult to read and absorb! In fact, I even have an opportunity to use a Terry Pratchett quote here (yay!); "'Multiple exclamation marks,' he went on, shaking his head, 'are a sure sign of a diseased mind'"~Eric. 

CINNAMON CHALLENGE IS FOR SISSIES

So I presume you've all heard of the latest craze in weird things that internet people do: The Cinnamon Challenge. If you haven't basically it involves placing a heaped tablespoon of ground cinnamon into one's mouth. Youtubers do it, bloggers do it, silly people at parties do it. I decided to join the throng and I did it. But I didn't actually decide to join the throng, I simply wanted to try a feat (or treat in the novel) mentioned in the fantastic novel 'What Katy Did'. The feat? To ingest a stick of cinnamon with pleasure. A stick of cinnamon. Ack. I had completely forgotten about this anecdote but remembered it whilst placing the oats away and the cinnamon container caught my eye. I was fairly hesitant as, evidenced by the Cinnamon Challenge, vast amounts of cinnamon is not generally considered a delicacy. I thought about it for a while and finally decided...well, YOLO.  So I began, I grabbed a (small) stick out of the spice box, and bit into it with relish. My thought process as I ate it  is recorded here: 'Wow... this is crunchy... It's just like eating treebark... I'm not getting any flavours yet.... How the hell am I going to swallow this crunched up mess?...Oh... that's actually quite nice, very nutty, fairly flavoursome.... Why do people consider the cinnamon challenge so hard?... Hmmmm, getting a bit spicy now, but nothing I can't handle, in fact it rather adds to the experience.... Oh Yum! Those flavours are really nice... I understand why the Carrs had cinnamon as a treat now... Crunch, crunch, crunch. OH DEAR GOD! IT BURNS, IT BURNS! GET IT OUT NOW!... ew.

That is really gross, my hand is covered in what looks like my baby sisters semi-digested tree-bark... IT'S STILL BURNING DANG IT! Water....oh sweet water.... Now I just need to clean the sink of chewed up tree-bark... fun... well. I won't be doing that again."And thus ended my version of the cinnamon challenge.

Harry Potter and the Magic of Puberty

I know what you're thinking: Oh great! Yet another thing about how all the HP characters ended up being really attractive. But I guess it is kinda cool, cause if I'm attracted to males I get to drool over pictures of Matt Lewis or if I'm attracted to females I get to drool over Emma Watson. 

But no. There will be schmexy pictures cos I want an excuse to dribble over people but I will be focusing on a character renowned for being the...well... opposite of sexy. Firstly, there is of course Tom Felton but he's old news. Today I want to focus on Dudley (gasp!). 

You're probably thinking 'so what? He's still pretty ugly.' WRONG! You see, I have another image to show you....

He's in Merlin which means Fantaboush!

asdfghjkl! How and when did Ickle Dudleykins become so attractive? 

On a side, Harry Potter-related-thing, does this disturb you?

Baby Voldemort doll. Why? 

 Cos it scares me half to death! Some person makes HP themed dolls! 

Supposedly baby Luna doll

So... I'm being lazy and will come back and edit, format, correct, etc some other time than 10:30 on Friday night (woot! I have a life). I'm also going to be too lazy to give you a Word of the Fortnight (I have to learn lists of useless things for exams. I'm not adding to it) but I will give you a few fun updates on life as Confession:

a) Sickness: I am perpetually sick. Week 3 just ended and I've already had 5 days off. Ridiculous. I'm not pulling sickies or even just mildly sick; I am honest to goodness unable to attend school sick. I'm still recovering from Conjunctivitis. I had it in one eye, then that was almost better when I got it in the other eye. What is this? Anyway, to treat my perpetual illness I now have a bright red iron supplement once a day, a bright orange multivit once a day, eye-drops four times a day and oily, wheaty pro-biotic water twice a day. What sheer joy.

b) Our book: We've actually started writing! We've written 2.5 chapters and Confession is probably currently writing the next bit. We're getting through it surprisingly fast- probably as a result of study procrastination and not paying attention in geography- and I'm so glad we spent that 4 months writing back story.

c) New room: I told you this a while ago but I thought I'd tell you a bit more about it now. Basically, it's at the other end of the house to my parents and (soon to be 2) baby sibling(s), it has it's own ensuite (yay!), it is deliciously large and I feel ridiculously spoilt! I still haven't finished decorating, got one more 'Quoting Shakespeare' (gosh I'm a nerd) poster to frame and hang above my bed, but I do have a Discworld poster, a Card wall, some medieval figurines, insufficient book cases, dodgy cardboard boxes full of writing inspirations and a fairy statuette collection. I am just so darn cool.

Now that you've made it through fairly boring write-dump and some even more boring updates of my life you have my full permission to go and read a book, watch a film, dance a hornpipe, learn to whistle and then appliquéing a quilt. Enjoy life, living it to a high potential.
xx
Confession

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