31 December 2015

Pinterest

Hey!

So very recently I've been getting into an amazing app called pinterest! It's where you create your very own online "pinboard"! I use it mainly for fashion purposes, so that I can see my style evolve and change all the time! My style is currently inspired by Kate Middleton, Spencer hastings, Rachel Green and Taylor Swift! It's great for getting inspiration somewhere, from your head to the internet in the easiest way ever.  It sort of like a collection of your favourite pictures, posts or whatever all in one place! Take a scroll through mine below:
Follow Ellie's board Style on Pinterest.

New Years Resolutions

I cannot believe that 2015 is over, it feels like yesterday it was the end of 2012! Time flies by so quickly, tomorrow becomes yesterday before the end of today has even happened.

Seen as it is New years eve, I thought I would tell you all my resolutions and give you some resolutions too!

My resolutions:
- Get an A in all sciences
- Stop obsessively wanting things e.g. clothes, room decor and start focusing on the things you have
- Stay happy

My resolutions for you:
Be happy. That is my only resolution. Make an effort to be kind to other people and make them happy too. I have found, as a naturally happy person, that being kind to others makes you happy yourself; seeing people smile because you said something nice always makes my day! More than that though, thinking positively about other people rather than negatively makes you happier; once you start seeing the good in other people, you started seeing it in yourself.  It makes you so much happier to see the beauty in everyone rather than picking them apart to try and make yourself feel better; blowing out someone else's candle doesn't make yours any brighter.  So that's my advice to you! Do what makes you happy.  Sometimes people make you feel as if you shouldn't do something because it's not cool,or weird or lame and that should never hold you back.  People used to laugh at me because of my youtube channel and looked stupid doing it, but instead of quitting I took in what they were saying and changed what I was doing and made it better.  I'm in 'top set' in school and the rest of the school doesn't like top sets, there is a huge stereotype that all people in top set do is revise, work and are miserable boring people. That's not true. Even so, revising or doing work is not something to be ashamed of, being smart or having to work to be smart is not something to be ashamed of either.  What I'm saying is, do what makes you happy, or do what you need/want to do no matter what other people say.  Also, let others be happy, let them do what they want to do. Don't judge people on first sight, don't even judge people after you've been friends with them for years, because you never know what's going on in their lives.  Also, happiness is found when you accept your life and see the good things within it, but that doesn't mean you don't have to dream. It's always good to have wishes and goals and dreams too.

So yeah! Happy new year!





7 December 2015

Beauty and the Beast

Over the past few months I have been a part of my school production "beauty and the beast". Last night, we took our final bows and I set off dominoes of tears!

The sad thing is, all good things come to an end, all incredible, fantastic and wonderful things do, no matter how much it breaks our heart. I am just so happy that I was a part of this incredible show; we were amazing!

The entire show was amazing, everyone in it is kind, hilarious and incredibly talented. I have met so many people that before I would never have reason to hug in the hallway, or have inside jokes with or have friendship bracelets with I just can't believe its over!!!

Below are some pictures of the show!!!
For more go to @OBHSmusic on Twitter or checkout my Instagram @daydreamsandjellybeans28 or the OBHS website





The girl who walks alone // poem

As one second passes, we
Wait for the one coming round
To find that it's whistled by,
When we were searching on the ground

If just once you turned the corner
That you would never usually turn
You'll find a world upon your doorstep
That breathes and bites and burns

Paper gold in piles fuels envy
In a normal paper girl
When value is replaced in her,
With greed that soon unfurls

But just once on occasion,
Some girl opens her eyes,
And sees the world around her,
And dares to question "why?".

That girl is crushed and kicked down,
By those who don't understand
So she shuts her mouth and stands alone,
Because there's no one to share her plans

She walks through a tunnel of whispers,
They mutter as she stands tall;
They despise that she's still dreaming,
when they're chained to this floor

As years are whipped away from them,
She walks across the seas.
In their metal boxes they crumble up
And slowly cease to be

So next time you share a whisper,
At the girl who walks alone,
Think of me and my page of rhyming words
Stepping into the unknown.

21 November 2015

Bonfire night 2015

I have always loved fire. Not in a creepy, psycho "I'm gonna burn your house down" sort of way, but in a deep sort of way. I find it so complex and immaterial, dreamlike; what is it? It isn't a solid, a liquid a gas... not a thing! And yet I can see it and it could literally tear my flesh if I touched it. How is that possible? The way it flickers and is constantly changing, moving and morphing into something new consistently, so fast that my eyes doubt what it sees, is beautiful. It spits minuscule stars into the air above me and dances beneath them. It clings to wood to survive, and yet everything it clings to it destroys: mutilating it into something dishevelled and irreparable. I can almost see its desperation as it struggles to reach up and stay alit while it crushes and tears apart the very thing it needs to survive. Until all that's left is embers and black charcoal, devestated and broken, too hot to touch. stars, glistening yet abandoned by the flames, among a dark sky.





14 November 2015

Pray for Paris


My heart goes out to the people in Paris who lost their lives, families or friends last night in the terrorist attacks which killed 120 people and counting. 

It shocks and upsets me to see innocent lives being taken over belief and culture.  

Those people had lives: jobs, families, children, mothers, fathers, friends, beliefs, thoughts, hopes and dreams. All of it gone in a matter of seconds. 

Let us not forget also the innocent Muslims who will no doubt be held accountable for this - Islam is a good faith, but the extremists have warped it into something twisted and cruel. Don't take out your anger on innocent people as the terrorists have done today.

Pray that  the 100+ people who are injured, are cured and return home safely to their families. Pray that no more lives are taken and no more lives are lost.

My thoughts are with you

Ellie xxx



11 November 2015

Sneak peak lyrics of my new song "adventures and daydreams"

June 28th I see the train come in
My bag, half-packed and falling off my shoulder
The last few seconds slip away 
Out of breath but life awaits

I always dreamed of this

Where would you go if it were free?
If you had no responsibility?
If it were a 
Possibility?
I don't know where I'd go
But I'd be away from this smoke 
With the air caressing my skin
Where the walls are suddenly thin
Somewhere I could run
A world that's real for once
Where life is precious but unguarded and true
A life that doesn't force you to do what it wants you to
A life that lives like I do





9 November 2015

My favourite song "I'm still here" by John Rzeznik (The Goo Goo Dolls)

This song is featured in a scene from one of my childhood Disney movies "Treasure Planet".

I used to watch this movie on Sunday afternoons when my Dad was home because it was always his favourite Disney movie so watching it now gives me a strong sense of nostalgia.

I love where the song is placed in the movie; it shows us Jim's childhood - his Dad leaving and never saying goodbye, while at the same time showing us his father-and-son-like bond with John Silver growing.

It's a very emotional song that I think everyone can relate to - it's about not ever fitting again and always being targeted for being different and I think everybody can relate to that. One of my favourite quotes is "how can the world want me to change; they're the ones that stay the same" which I think is a really powerful quote that sums up society perfectly.  There are several other incredible quotes in this song such as "they can't break me as long as I know who I am" which is a quote that I can entirely relate to as it connects to the bullying I went through last year and I constantly told myself things very similar to that. Also "I am a question to the world, not an answer to be heard" which opens the song and I think that sums up the song perfectly because its really the message of the song. I like how it says exactly what it wants to say but it leaves questions, I think that sentence can only really be understood by people who have been through that like myself. We are the questions that nobody really understands, like it says in 'The Mob Song' in 'the Beauty and the Beast' "we don't like what we don't understand in fact it scares us", which is a dig at society because people don't like different. Society doesn't see us and be instantly satisfied because we leave questions that they can't answer and it frustrates them and because they don't understand it they take digs and try and make us like them by forcing us down and I think that's the meaning of that line.

The power behind the song just makes my heart skip every time I hear it and several times made me cry because of the emotion behind it. I think it's beautiful. The way it builds up is truly heart gripping and so emotional - it makes a smile come to my cheeks and tears water down my cheeks and my heart to skip. I really cannot describe the feeling in my chest when I hear this song because it justs fills you up with... with... I don't even know!!! It's like the feeling of when you think of a happy memory with someone who once loved you but they tore you into tiny pieces and threw you away. That feeling.

Reader, you should listen to it because it may change your life.

Ellie xxx

8 November 2015

OOTD


Dress - New Look - Navy blue, has a low v neck and short little sleeves, below the bust of the dress is new piece of fabric with a thick width to highlight the waist, below this is a a floaty skirt which ends about 10-15cm from the knee
I am wearing the tan brogues in the above picture, these are from "fabulous feet" at next

This look has a vintage, autumnal feel - perfect for September-October. In winter, I would add a tan jacket to compliment the navy








6 November 2015

Deep thinking - My Generation

In my opinion, there are several problems with the way my generation lives. Not just the way we live but the way we think, act and speak.

There is no respect for each other or sensitive topics of conversation, there are no aspirations and goals, nobody has individual thought as individuality is frowned upon by society.

If for one moment, people forgot about looking cool or grown up or nonchalant I think the world would be a better place. 

It has become uncool to enjoy doing things you love, if a boy does drama he is then referred to as "gay" by his peers. Boys are forbidden emotion; they're not aloud to love or feel pain or empathy or loss because it 'makes them look weak'.

Another thing that I cannot understand about my generation is the sexualisation of young girls and boys. There are twelve year olds sending nudes and it has become normal, as has hearing the word 'slut' and other horrible words.

If for the slightest moment everyone took a step back and actually looked I think we would become better people with individual opinions and ideas, whereas at the moment everyone thinks as one because people laugh at you and exclude you if you think outside the box and walk in your own direction.  My best friends are afraid of what people, we don't even like, think of them, terrified of standing out and being themselves incase they are called out upon it. I believe that everyone should forget that and be what we want to be. 

I have always done my best to not blend in, be the bright pink in a sea of grey and brown and black colours. I know from experience that standing out is hard. I know that peer pressure literally pushes you down and forces you into the crowd like a weight that is dragging you from that freedom of being who you are and doing what you love. It is next to impossible to carry on and stand your ground because people are constantly kicking you down. Last year I went through a lot of teasing; I have a youtube channel and the entire school had fun laughing at it, everyone knew who I was but not in a good way. Wherever I went I was looking over my shoulder terrified that someone would laugh at me or try to kick me down again because literally everyone and anyone would. But I carried on doing what I love and I am better for it. I know it's cliche but it does make you stronger. When I was in that difficult time I became obsessed with my looks; people made me feel worthless and I think that I thought that being pretty would make them notice me as someone worthwhile and someone people loved and looked up to. In a weird way, it made me want to stand out more. I wore the clothes that I wanted to wear, I did everything I could to be different because I was determined not to back down and become like them. I now know that I did the right thing by carrying on doing what I love because that's my choice and you should never stop doing something that you enjoy just because other people make you feel embarrassed or like you shouldn't or you can't because you can. 

Where I really wanted to go with this was my generations lack of dreams. I have so many more aspirations than growing up, having kids, getting a good job. I want to go places and do and see amazing things and meet incredible people that touch my heart and teach me things that I could never learn in an office or maths class. I wanted to tell anyone reading this that its your life and your choice. You do not have to live how you are told to live. You do not have to have one pool holiday a year for the rest of your life, you can go where you want to and live your life how you want to live it. If someone tells you it shouldn't be that way then they are wrong because you should do what you want and always work towards that.

So what I think I really want to say, is that you should be weird. Be that person that people know, don't shy away from it because, really, they're just afraid of you because you're not like them, and thats ok. It's ok. Infact its more than ok, it's brilliant because people know you for you and over time people start to respect you and see past what everyone else thinks. I want you tomorrow to do one thing out of your comfort zone that makes you happy; you will be better for it

Ellie xxx

27 October 2015

Deep thinking - libraries, bucket list and paper towns

Last night, my boyfriend told me that he had never been to a library, which, inevitably, caused a heated discussion and my deep side to unravel.

There is something very beautiful about a library, something that you cannot necessarily place into words. The smell of my childhood library is embedded deep into my brain: musky, soft; the smell of old pages and ink. Along with the smell there is the dull buzz of old computers and the turning of pages; rhymic yet random. There is a warmth to standing among books; in every book there is a story, a different life to live. You can almost hear the characters whispering their stories and begging you to become a part of them.  It fills you with such satisfaction to rush over to your favourite section and run your fingers over the spine; the promise of a thousand lifetimes, the promise of escape or adventure.

When you buy a book, you can often feel obliged to read the whole thing, but if you don't like it you're stuck with it. The books you buy should be the stories that truly touched your heart and influenced you and made you the person you are today. Often when you read a book, it's merely a passing story that interested you, but you don't want to live that story again. When a story becomes a big part of yours you keep it, when you merely pass through the story you should have the opportunity to place it back on the shelf to allow someone else to pass through.

A very important book to me is Paper Towns by John Green; it made me who I am today. It made me realise that you should always do what makes you happy and live your life how you want to live it, not how you're expected to. Margo Roth Spiegelman is such a complicated, beautiful character who I admire strongly, Margo is my greatest inspiration. Paper Towns isn't like other books; it doesn't leave you with that expected happy ending, it's not about becoming popular or finally getting with your crush, its real. Its not supposed to be some fantasy life, its not a typical story that people dream of, it's new and its real. It taught me that people aren't a dream, they're real, they have actual realistic thoughts and life isn't a game that you can win, in reality the story doesn't end with the kiss, it carries on; you get in your car and you drive away. Margo had to stay in Agloe because she felt trapped and Q had to go home because that was where he belonged, you don't always get the person you want but at least you knew them.

I dream to live a life like Margo. I live my life on "which will you regret more?" I want to be that girl who has done amazing things and is an amazing person, who is unique and special and distinctive, I don't want to be a paper girl in this paper town with it's paper people. I want to be me and I want to do the 156 and counting things on my bucket list no matter what it takes. Everyone is stuck in this life of: be born, go to nursery, go to primary school, go to high school, go to sixth form, go to uni, work, retire, sit in coffee shops, die. I don't want to live my life like that. I want it to have meant something, I want to be so happy for my entire life and do so many amazing things because in the end we are always going to regret not doing those things.

And I hope you do to. I hope you are alive and not just living.

Ellie-Jean Royden

5 October 2015

Broken

here is a small extract of a potential story:

I could start with the darkness, the way it would crawl into my ears and mouth and eyes the more I screamed, the way it blinded and choked me or illustrated fresh horrors in the corner of my eye before I blinked, which was rare. I do not blink. The notion of blinking in here is like the notion of moving at all. The concrete scratches the inside of my legs like old man's fingers and the whispers of the terror of previous captors causes my eyes to twitch uncontrollably and my hands to twist themselves into impenetrable knots. If I were to reach up and touch my hair I would no longer feel the free wave of a red sunset, but a matted mess made of the silent screaming that takes place at midnight. I could start with the way saliva foams underneath my tongue and spits when I scream or the rags that do nothing more but cling to my skin like dead beggar's hands or the cold that does little to numb the terror that grabs and twists my insides. I could start with the way i have grown accustomed to hissing at the darkness and the blood that is drying upon my cheeks as we speak from compulsive clawing at my eyeballs. But I will instead start with screaming.  When i was first slung into this room i screamed as a baby screams; fresh and high, bright and clean. This scream could have cut through human flesh and pierced through metal. Now my scream is a scream of the dead. My scream is a wail of pain; my throat is raw and bleeding from years of relentless screeching and howling and wailing and moaning and sobbing and yelping and shrieking.  The sound that rips from my throat is no longer human, I am no longer human, I am just an animal. Hungry for the taste of the blood of those who locked me away between the damp, rotten walls that spin and spin until I'm sick onto a different pool of vomit and blood, between the walls and the darkness that stays so consistent; so consistent that it's constantly mutating into something worse. I no longer spend my seconds pleading to the fantasy of God, I am all alone in this dark room and I am never coming out. I am only ever going to taste this rotten air and never again the soft flavour of sunshine, not even the tang of a rainstorm. I can't even die. I'm cemented in time, forever living in this hell.

20 September 2015

OOTD + H&M haul

Autumn is here! As much as I love summer, I am happy to say goodbye to it and say HELLO to autumn!!! Autumn is my favourite season for fashion because you get to wear layers and jackets and warm jumpers! And so obviously, I went to Norwich and went shopping in celebration of the new season!





Burnt orange jumper - £12.99
Black and white striped jumper - £7.99
Black jeans - £14.99
Brown Snood - £3 (sale)
Pink bra - £7
Cream bra - £7
Pants - £3
Black bra - £3

14 September 2015

Dear Society ~ a poem by me

Snakes in her stomach
The beat of her heart
As She walks in the room
The shaking soon starts

As She hears you whisper
Half a classroom away
She shrinks a bit lower
She can hear what you say 

The smell of a bonfire
Hangs in the air
But you're on your Xbox 
Too bored to care

'Bout The little time that you have 
You waste it away
Thinking your cooler
Than childhood play

A couple is dancing 
And writing real letters 
But you call it gay
because you haven't met her

The one that you love
Who will steal your heart
Well I've had enough
Of your glass shard

I'm gonna hold my head high
And walk away
Because I am finished
With what you have to say

You can hold my collar
And pull me back
But the fact of the matter
Is I'm through with that

And if you say you're sorry
After all we've been through
I will never forget
But to forgive's what i do

And you can offer me a place
Amongst your kind
But I am quite happy
With my own mind

~Dear Society, written by me




13 September 2015

What would I be without you?

Have you ever closed your eyes while on a swing? You no longer can see the way the swing moves and the way the world reacts to it, you no longer see the view or the green grass that is so far below you as your body is frozen in the air for a fraction of a moment before you come hurtling back towards the puddle where many feet have trodden. When you close your eyes, you feel it.  You don't know where in the sky you are or how close to the ground, nothing is material anymore.  You just feel your stomach drop when the swing drops and momentum pulling you forward as the breeze tugs your hair backwards and you feel the strands tickle your neck.  This summer, I didn't worry about the material. I didn't worry about the flowers or the green grass or the way the wishes of a dandelion land on my cheeks or the way when a stone lands in water, ripples spread and spread down the river to someone new, and although these things are beautiful to look at, or share with others, I didn't. I did not just witness these things. I felt them.



30 August 2015

Stationary haul + my desk organisation

Hey!

It's that time of year again, the time almost every one dreads because we all know we have to go back to classes full of people we hate, homework, algebra, getting up at six o'clock, being denied a simple toilet break, detentions, boring lectures,  too much drama, the list could go on! But there is always a light in this terrible, dark time. This light, is the stationary isle. It's not only packed, but on sale and of course, being the teenage girl that I am, it is a light that I am always very much drawn too.
My desk


I found this cute notebook in Paperchase for £3, I'm not entirely sure what i plan to do with it yet, but I'm considering: dream journal/notebook for school.  I've found loads of notebooks like this over youtube at the moment, they are spine-less and sort of floppy like a booklet, often quite small and easy to fit into handbags and look cute on desks!


These cute clips are from Wilkinsons! I think for £1 per box? I have, until now, been using my mum's washing line pegs to pin photos on my photoline, so she has been running short, therefore, when i saw these i just HAD to buy them!!!  There are two sizes in the box, which is kind of good for me because i plan to make a littler photoline for my things on my bucket list and photos of me doing the things!

My previous pencil case was a tin, and after an unfortunate event where i left it on the floor in food tech and one of my teachers not only stepped on it but slipped over, i decided to buy a new one.  I am really picky with my pencil cases because a pencil case is like a school bag, it has to fit with your personality, your style and it has to be the right size, right colour etc. So finding the perfect one is a difficult task.  At first I was going to pick a silk-like black one from Topshop, but I then went into WHSmiths and found this gorgeous thing!  It is just perfect, anyone who knows me will agree that I am the happiest person on this planet, so this pencil case was obviously the one!

I found this giant peg in a store called Tiger, which is a store that I fell in love with as soon as I walked in the door! It does stationary and homeware stuff and all it's very cute and often a bit bizarre and out of the ordinary. I love it so so much as it really fits in with my style.  I didn't really know why i bought this peg at the time, I just saw it and thought "It's pink! It's huge! I want it!" which pretty much sums up what I''m like while splurging!   When I got it home  just put it on my desk and hoped a use for it would occur. Yesterday, i went into the city and bought this cute postcard from paper chase (70p) that says "dream it, believe it, achieve it", which is now one of my favourite quotes. I like the idea that something you want can start out as a dream or fantasy, but the more you think about it the more you believe it can really happen and then you go out and you can live your dream, any dream can be a reality. I also took this cute strip in a photobooth with my boyfriend. When I got home, I realised I had nowhere to put them before having the idea to put them in here! It ended up ooking super cute and I'm really glad I bought it!
Scissors, Stapler, Hole-punch - Tiger
These three are not actually a set but they're all pink and all from tiger so I thought I'd shoot them together!  The best bit about Tiger is not the quirkyness and the amazingness of the items but how cheap they are! I was so pleased  when I came to the checkout and everything that I had bought came under  £20!  I got a new desk very recently and before I had to share with my Dad, and so getting a new desk was a big step for me because i now have my own space for my own stuff and I can actually have my own stuff! For example, i now have a pair of pink scissors, a pink stapler and a pink hole-punch, which i didn't have before!  I love it so much!


This cute little book is from Wilkinsons, on the front in says "things to see, things to buy" which kinda sums me up.  It is simply a little list book where I write shopping lists, to do lists, song ideas etc.  I was looking for a little book like this for ages and so I was really pleased when I found one!

Notebooks - Wilkinsons
These two notebooks are also from wilko.  They are the same style as the notebook from paperchase but a little smaller, and cheaper.  These were 75p each and they are so cute! I like the way the colours go together, I especially love the pattern of the one with the flowers, I think that' my favourite! Again, they are just spineless notebooks with simple lined paper inside.
Omg I found this adorable tape holder in Tiger (again)! I love it so darn much! It's a hedgehog! It's amazing!  I just had to buy it!  It's so cute!  Theres a little razer on my hedgehogs bum where you rip the sellotape off and you keep the tape in the middle.  I think this was about £4, which is really cheap, considering if you got this from paper chase it would cos you £10 at least!

Finally, I found this sharpener in, once again, Tiger! I just love it! All around the glass jar, there are little houses in cute baby-colours, it also has a cute little lid, which, for some unknown reason, reminds me of little red riding hood and her cloak!

I really hope you like my stationayr haul, comment below, follow me etcetera!

Thankyou so so much for reading!

Ellie xxxx

6 August 2015

Feminism

Dear reader,

Before I begin, I would like you to know where I, a 14 year old girl who plays guitar and reads teenage romance, found the inspiration to write to you, about feminism. I know you're about to turn the page, but hear me out: last night I sat infront of my laptop and once again watched Emma Watson's UN speech for the he-for-she campaign.  As I watched, I asked myself, "what can I do to make a difference?". So I brainstormed, and came to the decision to write to you, because "If not me, who? If not now, when?". You may be wondering why I am writing to internet of all places, seen as I am exposing myself directly to its criticism.   Well, the simple answer is: you are people. You too can make a difference. You are a person who has the ability to change things and the first step to change is acknowledging there is actually a problem, and how will you know there is a problem if there is nobody to address it? That is what I am giving myself the role of, addressing the problem.

The word 'feminism' or 'feminist' has become a hated word in society.  Why do we feel ashamed to identify as feminists?  Being a feminist, is, as a first impression, considered pathetic, immature or silly.  I want to change that.  If you are sitting at home reading this, rolling your eyes at me for being a "silly little girl" then you need to open your mind.  Feminism, by definition, means equality.  As a first step, I would like you, in your own mind, to rewrite your personal definition of feminism.  If before reading this, you considered feminists to be any of the above words I would like you to swap them for "brave, mature and fighter for equality".

'Always' also has a campaign for feminism.  The #likeagirl videos are made to address the issue of inequality in our society. How many times have you accused someone of hitting, throwing or running like a girl? 'Like a girl' is considered an insult, because girls are considered to be weak, immature, pathetic. Perhaps this is why the word 'feminism' has the same connotations.   #Likeagirl has many strong, empowering videos, inspiring people everywhere to change their mindset towards females.  Women are not weak, we are not dumb, pathetic, silly or any less than men.  That said, we are no more than men.  We are all people and, in my opinion, it is more silly, pathetic or immature to deny women the same rights as men, just because our bodies are different, than identifying as someone who believes in equality.

In Britain, we are lucky.  I am lucky that I get the same education as my male peers, I am not given less opportunities because I am a girl and could some day give birth to a child, and I am not forced into getting married because I am a girl.  But in a lot of countries, this is not the case.  1/3 of girls in developing countries will be married by the age of 18.  Early and forced marriage in girls under 15 is 1/9th, some are only 5 years old.  In South Asia and Africa, for example, boys are 1.55 times more likely to complete their secondary education than girls.  There are still 31 million girls of primary school age out of school and 2/3 of the 774 million illiterate people in the world are female.  Can you tell me that standing up and asking for your help to change this is wrong?

My point is, I may not be able to change things in the bigger picture.  I may be only one person in 7 billion.  But every person in that seven billion, is a person like me, who thinks that they can't make a difference and that they're only one in seven billion, but like The Doctor once said "I've never met anyone who wasn't important". So if every one us changes our mind about the word "feminist", perhaps we can make a difference.

Thankyou for reading.

Ellie xxx







5 August 2015

The word "slut"

Slut.

Everyday, when walking through school corridors, I hear the word spoken.  I hear it spoken as a sharp insult, I hear it whispered, worse: I hear it spoken casually to a bestfriend as a nickname, making the word acceptable, normal, common, when in truth it is far from it.

Why?

I understand that you are probably one who uses the word, it wouldn't surprise me, I understand that it's a turn-of-phrase, everyone uses it, it's fine, I'm being silly. Perhaps that's so, but I disagree.

The word slut was originally used to describe a 'dirty' woman and over time that has come to mean a woman/girl who 'sleeps around'. Ask yourself this, do you have the right to judge a woman for sleeping with lots of people?  Do you really care who this person sleeps with? When in reality it is her decision who she has sex with. If it is not an issue to her, why should it be an issue to you? 

Furthermore, would you judge a boy for doing the same thing? Men would congratulate other men for sleeping around, but a girl would be seriously scrutinised, not just by men but by women too. Why do we feel the need to insult each other unnecessarily? Men don't have a word like "slut" because it's is applauded, why do women not applaud each other?  There is not even a gender neutral word for slut, it is targeted specifically at women. Why?

In teenage society, the word "slut" has become so casual that it is used as a common nickname amongst friends.  It is also very often used against girls for merely talking to guys, even to one guy. Why must we feel the need to put each other down for silly little things, it is perfectly normal to talk to guys and it is unfair to criticise each other for doing so, wouldn't you hate to be called a slut behind your back? I know for sure I would.  

In my opinion, it is even worse for boys to call girls sluts.  So often I hear of boys asking for nudes, pressuring girls into doing things they don't want to do and then as soon as the girl has done what they ask they go behind their backs and call them "sluts", "whores", "slags". Don't get me wrong, I understand that this is not all boys, most of you are sweet and kind. But I'm sure that most of you have called a girl a slut, even once. do correct me if I'm wrong. 

No matter what the situation, you shouldn't say the word. Not slut, not slag, not whore. It is unfair. It not ever fair. Whether a girl is pregnant, whether a girl sleeps around or even just as a nickname. It should not be a common, appropriate or acceptable word.  I would appreciate it if you tried to make a difference. Because using the word is sexist, anti-feminist. Make it a curse-word you would never use, make it unacceptable in your mind and you will make a difference. 

Thankyou 
Ellie xxxx

Mean girls got it right ^^^

My new new new new new new new new new new new new new blog!

Well, don't judge me, I know we've been here before but you know how much I love a new blog!

In the past, I have had a total of 12 other blogs, that's not including blogs for the countless bands I have also had, if i included those blogs i would have another six blogs added on.

Every time I make a new blog I say "this is it, this one, this one will work, this one is gonna be big" and every single time I fail.

My last blog, jelly bean beauty, was my most successful, reaching 38 followers and over 11000 views, which for me was quite an achievement. But, as you may have gathered from the title, it was a makeup and beauty blog, which, I realised earlier this year, is not actually my forté and I can't write passionately on it and so, after around a year, I gave it up.  You can still see it here 

So, yesterday I sat down to watch eastenders with my pack of bourbons, a glass of blackcurrant squash and my laptop, when I realised, just as Vincent was being beaten up by Phil, that I really missed writing. I really missed putting my thoughts into words and creating pretty backgrounds and discovering how to add blog dividers and sharing and pinning and tweeting and talking about pointless rubbish that is mine and not mine and stuff I want to be.

That's what I'm doing, right here, right now. Putting my thoughts into words, creating pretty backgrounds and sharing and pinning and tweeting and talking about pointless rubbish that is mine and not mine and stuff I want to be.

I know we've been here before, but you know how much I love a new blog.

I hope you like it :)

Ellie xxxx