Scoot On ~ why I probably SHOULD shut up

Oh hey! No,I’m kidding. But hi anyway!

So if you’ve been following this blog for a while, you’ll know that here in South Africa, it’s exam season. In three weeks or so, I’ll be writing on pieces of paper that determine how much I’m worth until I’m out of school. It sucks that the only way our intelligence at school is measured is based solely on how well we follow instructions from another person or do exactly as they say without questioning anything. School is actually really difficult, and you know, I think that the only thing I’m certain of is that

THE MITOCHONDRIA IS THE POWERHOUSE OF THE CELL

Thanks, Mrs Moloney (6th grade Natural Science teacher).

Today, while sitting with a group of girls and doing the chit-chat thing, I realised something several times : I’m in the business of saying things that shouldn’t be said. I don’t know how to phrase that any better, but I suck at timing and my facial expressions really are beyond my control.  Off the top of my head, here’s three:

  • ” I’m going to be a little late for the meeting at break…I’m doing the thing with that girl in the bathroom.”

WHAT? I just had to go to the bathroom,but that came out of my mouth instead. I wish it hadn’t because I’m almost 300% certain that my deputy headmistress was behind me.

  • History teacher:” Are you sleeping in my class? You’d better have a good reason for this.”

ME:*looks around nervously* “I’m so sorry, I just–I — THERE ARE BOYS IN MY HEAD AND I HAVE TO TAKE CARE OF THEM, YOU WOULDN’T UNDERSTAND”

I have no explanation for this. I can’t justify myself. I feared momentarily that I was going to re-enter the “I’m so random” phase, which was by far THE WORST to ever possess our generation. I don’t know, I’m still apologising to myself. And to everyone who had to witness it.

  • “I’ll chi chi your hua hua if you don’t stop”

Real talk,this human wouldn’t stop talking about their dog teddy bear thing from old/new/imaginary boyfriend. For real, it’s great to talk about things that make you happy like a teddy, but if that’s all you talk about, we’ll have a problem. I think I’ll stop here before I (a) fail physics, (b) make myself more potentially unhireable than I am, and (c) type more garbage.

embarrassment is said to build character. I sure damn hope so.

All my love,

-Scoot xx


YOUTUBE CHANNEL IN DECEMBER

I KNOW WHO YOU ARE

So that’s different. I know who you are. Lies, I really don’t. But I know somethings that I know about you. So today, there’s no Scoot On, there’s just Scoot. And also the fact that I have a couple things to say, again.

So first off I wanted to let you all know that there is a male I have a fondness towards, and he’s lovely. And I have this super huge urge to gush and just tell how lovely and wonderful he is and how he makes me all butterflies (well he doesn’t make butterflies for me but he gives me butterflies-oh you get the point) and all of the sort, but he’s probably gonna be one of you who reads this. Cue the embarrassment.

Secondly, I wanted to tell you that I genuinely appreciate you. If you’re reading this, I do. I’ve been on this blog for about 2 and a half weeks and the response I’ve gotten has been tremendous. I mean, it’s not like I have 80 new followers every time I come on here, but I do have 10 of them. 10 whom I love dearly and 10 who I wish I could bake cookies for. I make quite crappy cookies though, so I guess most of you guys would have to settle for hugs. Sorry.

Third, I really love the internet. I guess I’ve always been a loud person but the internet is amazing. I’ve never had such a space to just share free thinking and share general musings. I guess I thought that just being me was saying enough-which it is, but you know those things that just make you cringe, or grin uncontrollably? The internet is where I found those things, and the internet is where I talk about those things. So thanks, internet. And to all the strange and beautiful and lovely people who make it happen.

Four: The Great Gatsby is brilliant. I read it and I sure as hell wanted to go and find F. Scott Fitzgerald himself and kiss him. Slight problem seeing that he’s been dead since 1940. That book though, its just ah no words amazing brilliance gaaah. (That is how NOT to phrase a sentence, by the way.)

THE GREAT GATSBY QUOTES SPAM

  • “I wasn’t actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.” 
  • “Well, there I was, way off my ambitions, getting deeper in love every minute, and all of a sudden I didn’t care.”
  • “I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.”

 

I love each and every one of you people as if you were my Siamese twin. That’s a lot of love, I’ll have you know. I love you people, and I thank you for being alive. Keep reading, and keep telling people to read 😀 but only if you want to, of course 

All my love all the time

-Scoot xx