Daily Prompt: Being Musical!

Daily Prompt: Tell us how your week went by putting together a playlist of  five songs that represent it.

Monday:

 I Will Survive – Gloria Gaynor 

Tuesday:

Misguided Ghosts – Paramore

Wednesday:

Chandelier – Sia

Thursday:

Somewhere in Neverland – All Time Low

Friday:

Wake Me Up Before You Go Go  – Wham

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Daily Prompt: Being Burnt!

Daily Prompt: Remember this prompt, when your home was on fire and you got to save five items? That means you left a lot of stuff behind. What are the things you wish you could have taken, but had to leave behind?

Everything! All of my souvenirs from every holiday I’ve ever been on; my end of school year book with all its little comments; my college work (for obvious reasons); my phone (again, for obvious reasons); my little collection of Peter Rabbit figurines; my other three teddies who also sit on my bed; my salted caramel Yankee candles; those dresses I received for Christmas; this laptop which contains everything else to do with my college work other than books; my dream journal which I have managed to keep up to date since the beginning of January and intend to carry on until the end of the year; my dog’s favourite blue blanket which we wrapped him up in on the first night he stayed with us, and… the list goes on.

I suppose as long as everyone was safe (including the dog) these items wouldn’t matter as much. But of course, they would.

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Daily Prompt: Being Fiery!

Daily Prompt: Your home is on fire. Grab five items (assume all people and animals are safe). What did you grab?

Firstly, Monty. He’s my teddy – half-bear, half-mouse I think. I’ve had him since birth so it only seems right. He’s survived being dropped and found in Boots before, so being rescued from a fiery blaze would just be another adventure for him.

Secondly, Harry. Yes, he’s another teddy – a brown bear. I made him at the Bear Factory (when it was called that) when I was about nine and can’t imagine my bed without him. He still has a box full of clothes, including a scuba diving outfit which has been used in the paddling pool before. Like Monty, he’s been on a lot of adventures!

Thirdly, I would grab my baby book. This one is quite self-explanatory. It has all the photos from my baby-hood taken before the time of digital cameras so if these burned, there would be no way of getting them back (sniff).

Fourthly, my Kindle Fire. It was an expensive birthday present and I wouldn’t like to see it burn.

Finally, my purse. This isn’t me being materialistic (there’s usually no money in it anyway) it’s just the thought of having to sort out and renew all of the damaged cards. I’m not quite sure how this would work, but I can imagine the process is a stressful one.

Who am I kidding – I’d grab everything I could carry!

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Daily Prompt: Being a Lexicographer!

Daily Prompt: Create a new word and explain its meaning and etymology.

Nexciteablism – the feeling of nervousness when you should be excited.

Example in a sentence – “Oh, I feel all nexciteable!”

Derived fromNe (extracted from Nervous) xcite (extracted from Excited) and ablism (because it ends the word nicely)

Word Origin – When waiting to enter a concert venue, I often get a nervous feeling in my stomach but I can never understand why – I should be feeling excited! Instead of having to explain this to friends, we should just be able to say we feel nexciteable!

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Daily Prompt: Being Repulsed!

Daily Prompt: Think of something that truly repulses you. Hold that thought until your skin squirms. Now, write a glowing puff piece about its amazing merits.

 Ok. I have a strange phobia which I didn’t even know existed until about a year ago. It’s called Trypophobia and it’s basically the fear of many holes – it makes me feel ill just thinking about it!

So, what are the merits of lots of (ew) clustered holes?

Well… they can house lots of little bugs, meaning that for some creatures those awful holes are homes and places of comfort! You can store things in the bigger holes, helping you to stay organised and tidy. Sometimes, holes can be mysterious – when they’re not making me itch all over!

And I’d say that’s about it. I would insert a picture of some holes here but I can’t bring myself to do it.

I’m finishing this post now before I have a trypophobic meltdown.

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Daily Prompt: Being a Flowery Garden Holiday!

Daily Prompt: Write down the first words that comes to mind when we say . . . home . . . soil . . . rain. Use those words in the title of your post.

Flowers were the first thing that came to my mind when I saw ‘home’. It’s not as if my family are crazy about flowers (you’ll find no bouquets in this house!) but in the summer my mum likes to pick Sweet Peas from a patch in the garden and puts them in a tiny glass vase filled with an inch of water. Whenever I walk through the door, the smell always greets me, along with the warm sunny weather outside and the promise of breaking up for the holidays. This leads on nicely to the second word – ‘soil’ reminds me of our garden. It’s funny how much of an influence my parents are having on my word association, but they are passionate gardeners and go out in all weathers to tend to our little slice of land – that doesn’t mean that my mum never complains about how cold and muddy it is out there. Finally, the last word – ‘rain’ – reminds me of our holidays, particularly to Cornwall. We go on a lot of walks along the coast path and this usually tends to be when the weather isn’t so good, as we like to make the most of the beach when the sun is out. The smell of rain-soaked, sun-warmed plants and soil always reminds me of our summer holidays, and hopefully this association will carry on!

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Daily Prompt: Being Perseverant!

Daily Prompt: When was the last time you were ready to throw in the proverbial towel? Did you end up letting go, or decided to fight on anyway?

Last week was quite stressful for me. I know it could have been a lot worse, but still, I’m glad it’s over now! One of my friends attends a different college to us and it’s her birthday on Wednesday. Her friends (from her college) have decided to make her a scrapbook. This, of course, is a lovely idea, but it would have been a lot better if they hadn’t left it until a week before her birthday. Trying to involve us, one of her friends messaged me asking my friends and I to do a page each for the birthday girl. I said that we would (not knowing what was to come). The scrapbook was dropped off at my house and I completed my page. The next day (Thursday), I got another message from that friend saying that she needed the scrapbook back by that night. Yeah, right. She actually expected the five of us to do a page each, plus a combined page, by that night, in between college?! I told her that we wouldn’t have time. She replied asking us to do our best. I was ready to leave it there and then.

By that night, only two of us had been able to do a page. I told the girl this, saying that she would have to collect it unfinished. Thankfully, she told us we could have it for an extra day. Still not enough time, but amazingly, we managed to complete it! Looking back, it was stressful, but now it’s finished I’m glad we did it. Our pages looked incredible. The girl messaged me saying that they wouldn’t be able to live up to our amazing scrapbooking skills. Well, they’ve got until Tuesday night. I wish them luck!

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Daily Prompt: Being Magical!

Daily Prompt: Tell us about something that happened to you in real life last week — but write it in the style of a fairy tale.

Once upon a time, a seventeen year old girl was awoken by her alarm at half past six on a Tuesday morning. Like every Tuesday, she got out of bed, made herself breakfast, changed into something presentable and walked to college…but there was something unusual about that particular day. She had woken up in a wonderfully cheerful mood! As she made her way through the tedious lessons, many things tried to dampen her mood. Her English teacher continued to be the ‘most unhelpful of them all’; she realised she would have to spend some hard earned money to aid her art coursework; her friends very almost had their first argument in forever and, when the day finally came to a close, she remembered that there were still three days of the working week to go! As she crawled beneath her bed covers that night, she sighed. She knew she could have it worse. At least she didn’t have to live with two ugly stepsisters.

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Daily Prompt: Being Joyous!

Daily Prompt: Write a post about any topic you wish, but make sure it ends with “And all was right in the world.”

And as the faces of millions looked up to the skies, an almighty crack of thunder shook the land. Within moments the heavens had opened – the rolling clouds rumbled and from them poured what looked to be…food? There was something to satisfy anyone’s craving, from slices of buttery toast to the Chinese takeaway you’d been longing for all day. Famines ended and people rejoiced – starving bellies from every continent were filled with delights. For now, at least, all was right in the world.

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Daily Prompt: Being a Storyteller!

Daily Prompt: What person whom you don’t know very well in real life — it could be a blogger whose writing you enjoy, a friend you just recently made, etc. — would you like to have over for a long chat in which they tell you their life story?

My uncle is an amazing storyteller. He makes us cry with laughter at the ridiculous things that have happened to him when he’s been travelling. What makes it even better is the fact he’s a HR Manager – he always has plenty to tell us. But obviously I know my uncle so he can’t be the person I choose in this post, which is a shame because I can’t really think of anyone else. There are people I walk past in college who have a certain look about them, as though they would have a really interesting life story to tell. Then again, maybe they’re just drained from a day at college, which is most likely the case! Saying that, I think everyone has some sort of life story to tell, even those who claim nothing has happened to them. I’d just be happy to listen – I love being told any story!

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