Cracking Quotes

You know last time I gave you a challenge? And then I was challenged back? Well, I'm proud to say that I did manage to use the phrases, "Way to go, babycakes," and, "Hot diggedy damn," in a normal conversation, but both unfortunately received cold stares

Throwing Down The Gauntlet

This blog is a challenge for you. Yes, you, and if you read it, I'd like a report on how you fare.The challenge is this: get new phrases into conversations. Well, I say 'new phrases', I mean old ones. Retro, if you will, or vintage if you won't. These

This One's About You

Right now I'm sitting in bed with my laptop listening to BBC 6 Music (incidentally, they've just started playing Futureheads) and I started thinking about you. Yes, you. Not 'you' as a plural, you in particular. You might wonder how I know you, but I

Yeah, yeah, whatever...

Sorry for missing a week again. Incidentally, that's the theme of this week's blog: apologies. How often are apologies necessary? Do we apologise too much as a society? Or is it not enough?It's a well known fact that the more someone says, "Sorry," the

My Sincerest Apologies...

...for missing a week. Then again, Christmas is always a time for procrastination. I started back at school on Monday, so I'm motivated again, and have enough ammunition to channel into this blog.I'm currently doing my mock GCSEs at school. I don't mind

Grumpy Old Teen

Apologies for this post being a bit late - I could make excuses about parties and making gingerbread houses and getting distracted by my cat attempting to eat jigsaw pieces, but the truth is that I just got writers' block. (Is it writers' block or writer's

Hark The Slightly-Annoyed-Angels-Of-Christmas Sing...

Isn't Christmas tedious?Sorry for being such a Scrooge to open this week's blog, but it is. I like Christmas when it's spontaneous, not all organised and planned. That aspect is what makes it wonderful for the 'youngsters'. I like seeing my family, and

High School Blues

Sorry this one's a little later than promised - I was out at a  sixteenth birthday party yesterday.Stop.Now; that's just where I want to begin. A sixteenth birthday party. What would you expect from the youth of today? A crazy sleepover with underage

Hello everybody, my name's Rosie, and I'm your average fifteen-year-old.

Well, when I say 'average', I mean witty, articulate, and obsessed with everything '80s (music wise). A few other things I like are Virginia Woolf books, Oscar Wilde, Agatha Christie, and generally just the 1920s. So, maybe I'm not quite a typical youth