Daily Prompt: Being Sorry!

Daily Prompt: Write a post about anything you’d like — in the style of your favorite blogger. (Be sure to link to them!)

I’m sorry – I don’t have a favourite! I know a lot of people out there follow someone devotedly week by week, post by post, but it’s just not for me. I like to flit in and out of various blogs, out of their stories and tips and lifestyles and rants. They all offer something that the others do not – every blogger has something different to show me and a unique style of offering it. That’s why I’m ignoring this prompt and just doing my own thing, like all of you out there!

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Daily Prompt: Being Scared!

Daily Prompt: You’re having a nightmare, and have to choose between three doors. Pick one, and tell us about what you find on the other side.

So I’m guessing something bad is going to be behind that door? For me at the moment, I would be most terrified at the prospect of failing…at everything. Today I visited the university I want to study at in September and now I’m worrying about not getting the grades, even though I try so hard and that university is kind of what keeps me motivated. I’m scared that I will be forever jobless because for the past two years, despite good grades and decent skills, nowhere seems to want me. I’m scared that I will crash my car when I drive myself and my sister to a café on Saturday, without the guidance and directions of my parents in the car with me.

But hey, it always helps to be positive, doesn’t it?!

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Daily Prompt: Being Dead!

Daily Prompt: Write your obituary. 

No.

I am not dead, I don’t yet have a husband or children, I have not lived my life and so I refuse to write such a morbid prompt. Sorry to disappoint anyone, but I don’t want to write an obituary for the first eighteen years of my life – because I haven’t even got started with the living part yet!

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Daily Prompt: Being Indecisive!

Daily Prompt: A writer once said, “You are the average of the five people you spend the most time with.” If this is true, which five people would you like to spend your time with?

I hate these questions. If I pick people I don’t directly know I feel like I’m betraying my family and friends, yet if I pick my family and friends I’m afraid I’ll come across as lazy and unoriginal. Ah well. I can’t just narrow it down to five. There are plenty of people who I would love to spend some time with (Benedict Cumberbatch to mention just one of them) but I don’t even know if they would match up to my expectations in real life. What if the cutesy, inspiring, admirable famous person image turned out to all be an act? And I’d be wasting my time with someone else completely? I could mention many members of my family and friends, all of whom inspire me/are kind people/are funny/ tell amazing stories, but, as I just demonstrated, they each have different qualities and I can’t decide between all of them! Could you?

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Daily Prompt: Being Interrogated!

Daily Prompt: What question do you hate to be asked? Why?

“What’s the matter?”

Although I completely understand and appreciate that when people ask me this question, they usually are concerned (unless they just want to be nosey), I really hate to be asked it. First of all, I just have one of those faces – the ‘I’m happy on the inside’ face which I’m sure some of you also have. I can’t help looking sad a lot of the time and I don’t want to have to constantly smile to prove my internal happiness! Secondly, if I wanted to tell the person what my problem was, I would have done so in my own time and most of the time when something is actually wrong, I would rather keep it to myself! I’m a suffer-in-silence type of girl.

I’ve had this problem throughout most of my life; teachers have kept me behind to ask if anything was the matter; a friend was once convinced that I had an unhappy home life and invited me round to her house so that she and her mum could question me about it; sometimes even my family accuse me of being in a bad mood for no reason! Perhaps I should just permanently plaster a great big smile on my face? People mean well but sometimes it’s frustrating!

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Daily Prompt: Being Relaxed!

Daily Prompt: What’s your ideal Saturday morning? Are you doing those things this morning? Why not?

My ideal Saturday morning… There are so many options to choose from that I can’t decide. I think my favourite mornings are the ones when I have something to look forward to later on in the day. I also love to spend my time relaxing in the garden on sunny summer days, having some tasty breakfast outside and then reading on the grass. So I suppose my favourite Saturday would consist of all of these things, plus a nice lie-in!

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Daily Prompt: Being Final!

Daily Prompt: You have the chance to write one last post on your blog before you stop blogging forever. Write it.

First of all, I’m sure this prompt is almost exactly the same to one we had not too long ago. Secondly, why write this? When/if the time does come to bid a final farewell, I want to do it spontaneously and without thinking back to these pre-prepared goodbyes. All I have to say is:

So long, and thanks for the ride!

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Daily Prompt: Being Terrified!

Daily Prompt: Write about your strongest memory of heart-pounding, belly-twisting nervousness: what caused the adrenaline? Was it justified? How did you respond?

When I was ten, I was sitting in a maths lesson learning how to use a calculator properly (apparently it’s not that simple). My maths teacher at the time was a six-foot tall man in his early thirties – I’ll call him Mr W – and the type of guy that had the ability to get on with everyone and make a whole class like him. Except for that day – he wasn’t in such a great mood. One of his pupils from another class came in and told him that he had lost his mock maths paper. The teacher had that look in his eye – the look of pent up impatience and irritation. “Have you looked in your tray?” He asked the boy, who replied with a yes and then walked out of the classroom. About five minutes later once we had started some work, the teacher walked over to the boy’s tray, pulled it open and low and behold, there was the boys ‘lost’ paper. The teacher got a mad glint in his eye. He pulled the tray from it’s slot, slammed the door open and stormed into the classroom next to ours where the boy was in his lesson. The poor teacher in that room looked terrified. Mr W threw the tray onto the carpet so hard that pieces of it broke off and screamed at the boy (when I say scream, it was the scary, roaring, manic type). Conveniently, there was a window in the wall between both classrooms so of course everyone in my class ran over to watch. Not me. I was terrified. I felt shaky and had a weird numb feeling come over me – I did not want to get on the wrong side of this man today. After a minute or so, Mr W walked back into our classroom (everyone had run back to their seats) clutching the broken tray in his arms. He set the plastic down and looked at us, then smiled. “Now, where were we?”

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Daily Prompt: Being Photogenic!

Daily Prompt: Take a subject you’re familiar with and imagine it as three photos in a sequence. Tackle the subject by describing those three shots.

Behold the first photo – a little girl, around the age of five, with blonde-brown hair in wispy bunches and wearing possibly the sweetest smile you can imagine. The smile disguises the mischief beneath. And did I mention she is dressed as a power ranger? My sister.

The second photo holds my mum – she is pretty despite the tired eyes and smiles happily. There is a Christmas tree behind her which echoes her love of everything festive and colourful.

Which leaves my Dad – and our dog. He leans back in a deckchair at the bottom of a garden and the trees ahead dapple shadows across his face. He is squinting as he smiles and his arm is wrapped around a whippet puppy curled up on his lap – a reflection of the years to come and his utter devotion to our dog!

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Daily Prompt: Being Lonely!

Daily Prompt: When was the last time you felt really, truly lonely?

There have been quite a few times in the past few months but I don’t really want to go into detail! Instead I’ll tell you about a time I went on a German exchange and ended up feeling a bit lonely on one of the days out. The whole trip was amazing overall, but this was just one little blip in my fun! It was the day before my birthday (I spent my 15th there) and whilst our partners were at school, we visited a town with a castle, beautiful architecture and lots of shops. One of the teachers asked me, my friend and another girl to go out and buy a present for the teacher who had arranged the whole trip, to say thank you, and of course we said yes. As the day wore on and we walked in and out of more and more shops, the other girl and my friend started to walk ahead of me and have their own conversations, telling each other how glad they were to have got to know each other – which is lovely, but it would have been nice to be included in this. I did feel kind of lonely trailing behind them while they completely ignored me. Maybe I was being a bit oversensitive – it was going to be my first birthday spent away from home, and because I’ve been shunted out of friendship groups in the past. Either way, the part that got to me most was at the end of the afternoon, once we had bought the presents. We were sitting in a café and the girl had her back to me, talking to my friend and telling her how nice it was that she had helped and had given up her whole day to buy the teacher’s presents. What about me?! I wasn’t acknowledged once. I didn’t want to be seen as a complete child and attention-seeker (because I’m not) but it hurt a bit!

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