enchanted to meet you

The very muchly loved song from Taylor swift, which i do have playing right this moment. But its true, right? Every single person that crosses your path, enters your life they change it. Even by the slightest bit, its different. Maybe the way you think, what you feel on something, have a new opinion on something else, or wear something else because you never thought you like it until they stepped into your life and showed you how. Music even, they showed you this song, maybe they liked it, or they tried to show you how they felt using that song, either way, your life is defined by the people in it.

I have many people in my life who i love beyond words. Acquaintances don't really fit into that group admittedly, but perhaps they changed your mind on something. A person, food, clothes, music?

I didn't really listen to the same kind of music until someone i knew showed it to me, and i loved it! It fitted into how i felt, they knew how i felt. And it worked.

People who define your life are say the 'definers' you, on the other hand, are the 'definee'. Its not a purposely done thing, its you sharing with somebody else. I think it defines us as a person. Not just a manufactured mannequin who follow the crowd until the ends of the earth. There are so many of them, its crazy! Bonkers in fact (another much loved word). So sometimes the first person to do it, did it because they love it. Say hair dying - if someone dyed their hair a slightly red-y colour, and then 3 weeks later, half the world has it too! Its not being individual.
Its seeing someone else, thinking 'ooh they're popular' and become a clone of them. That isn't being unique, its a copy cat. Of course there are people who truly wanted to do it first, but never got round to it, or weren't allowed, and then now its such a common thing, whats the point?
I wanted to pierce part of my ear, the cartilage part, and i wasn't allowed and a few weeks later what happened? Oh just the whole world had what i wanted. Its not being selfish, I'm being honest.

I think individual people - someone who doesn't go-with-the-flow but stops, turns 180 degrees around and skips around the wrong way - are real. They are the people who define this world, who define me and you. Crowds of people who follow a trend aren't real, they are factory bred, influenced by the media. But what really gets on my nerves right now, is its trendy to be individual, okay fair enough. But being individual isn't a trend its just you, a choice in your life. Magazines can't tell you that now its okay and 'cool' to be individual, they should of known it all along. Its trying to be something you're not, don't try and be someone your not, it wont ever happen.

Be unique. Be younique.

Stereotype labelling..

In ethics earlier today where I endure the worst of all things.. an ethics teacher. I wont go into detail of who it is or anything, but the topic got me thinking of something to write on here. It was about being prejudice, now thats not what I'm going to 'blog' about, but perhaps a sub-topic from it. Stereotypes. Not like race or anything. But how in schools you are labelled, and how ever much you try, one cannot shake the label that has been tagged to them.
So you have you geeks, and the populars, the emo's, the rockers and the indies, the outcasts, floaters (who arent really in any group), the slags, the smokers crowd, not really 'jocks' or anything like that, but definitely the arty farty group, and I guess you have the group who shouldnt really be together but they do cos they are so weird, crazy, bonkers, fun, and a little bit mad. I suppose thats where I fit in.

DicitonaryDefinitions
Geeks - a peculiar or otherwise dislikable person, esp. one who is perceived to be overly intellectual - typical right? So you will now imagine them with ankle swinging trousers, hard collar shirts, a bow tie, glasses, possibly spots and a calculator and ruler in their hands. But really they're not, they are damn smart and generally lovely people once you get to know them.

Populars - regarded with favor, approval, or affection by an acquaintance or acquaintances - generally true, but now you would think of them as nasty people who only let others who they like in their group, which sometimes I have found is true. But an exception I have found is that they are to scared and worried about themselves to let a newcomer into their group. Let it go, seriously? You will be popular, don't worry, no one else wants that harsh job.

Emo - are a group of people that are similar to goths, they wear alot of black, tight jeans and a tight usually black hooded zipped jumper. they listen to a lot of pop punk and gothic music. - again not true I believe. Black definitely, but dark colours too and I have found baggy jeans popular as well. Being emo is an image it seems, but its generally an emotional thing (get it?) Music? Spot on, and A LOT of it. Kind of like an emotional outlet.

Rockers/Indies - People with their own style, particularly one that is criticized by others. They generally like Indie Rock music, and wear a lot of little kid's jewellery. - Not true again, lots of people like indie types of music and again just if you were a teeeny bit of childhood jewellery. baaaaam! your a rocker/indie. But they are individual, and generally don't care what other people think, I must say 'good on em' and people on criticize them because they don't have the guts to do it themselves.

Outcasts and Floaters - someone who doesn't belong in his main social area (work, school, the street) Has only a few friends, but usually doesn't really hang out with them. People make fun of them, and are used by other people. - Harsh, horrible words, they are used like that, and its cruel ! They are kind-hearted people, who when are older will show their true colours and will succeed, in everyway they are misunderstood, and nice people.

Slags and Smokers - well, pretty obvisous in the name but to clarify - smokes illegal substances. Pretty much all you can say, and admittidly this is practically spot on, but some people are led on by peer pressure, and vile sort of bullying and even home life can affect this.

Arty Farty - I guess I made this one up, but it is true. People who don't really do much else except for art and they are good at it, so god knows why the practise. Misunderstood for being weird and not really good at things, but their drawing makes up for it. Labelled because of their difference from maybe the 'populars' or any other group.

And last, but most definitely not the least - the slightly mad, bonkers misfitted group. - Love each other for who they truly are, wouldnt change for anything and are again misunderstood by other labels for being an odd bunch, but really do they care? I doubt it, they are to strong for that. Usually got a few people from each group who sort of hang on the edge of their label.

All in all, people arent who they really seem. But hey, thats life right?

The Little Purple Tin

So you have the blue, green and red tins for the vasiline right? I want the purple one. Infact I have decided I should be the purple one, like a new limited edition tin. And theres only one. Me. Well really I made that up on the spot, I had to call my blog something and then explain why I called it that, and there was a little blue tin infront of me, so I thought to seize the opportunity.

Your probabley wondering what on earth I'm talking about, but it doesnt matter. I'll change the subject..

My best friend said to me one night to write this blog, I thought it would be crazy, but less than 12 hours later, here I am writing away. Its what I want to do, write, I'd write about anything, absolutely anything. English is my favourite thing in the whole wide world, and a little secret, I actually look forward to it on the days I have it. I adore it. The teacher..not so much, but it doesnt matter because I am taught how to improve and make the world love my writing just as much as I love writing it.

So to set the scene, I am sat on the floor of my room, with the laptop on my legs, staring and a screen with a blue banner across the top, and a box for my writing. Mine, all mine. No one has told me what to write so I will let my hands type away. But to be honest, again, I'm really not to sure on what I'm supposed to be wrting about. But so far I'm enjoying it.

Maybe I should tell you about myself, well there is the 'about me' section, but its not in very much detail. Charley for starters I guess is obvious, tall, curly blonde hair, same old same old, but for me. I'm the only one. I love to be happy, to laugh, and to smile. Life wouldnt be the same if you didn't. I have old vogue covers all across the wall and a whole wall covered in magazine cuttings. My lifeline is definitely my phone, it may be superficial I know, but I wouldnt be on here if I didnt have it ! More about me, I guess I love VW camper vans, every single time I see one, all I think is.. I want you ! I will own one, even if I'm 73 I will have it parked on my driveway staring at me. Dresses ya' see are another favourite, florals especially but then again I like all of them