well its twenty to ten ..almost..and I really should be doing one of my eight pieces of coursework. Anyway, today. Today I woke up. Then I went to school. I read Act 1 scene 1 of Richard 111. Now is the winter of our discontent. Then I got the bus home from school. I watched 90210 and ate two bowls of cheerios. Miss Crouch gave me feedback for drama today and I have to say I wasn't nearly as apalled as I suspected I might be. We performed a brief history of Helen of Troy. It is an amazing play. AMAZING. funny and tragic. To sum it up: nympho teen fantasises about her guidence councillor and has a break down. What more could you ask for? read it.
As I did my morningly soulsearch whilst getting off my bus it occured to me. I didn't look at the person I was sitting next to; I didn't talk to them, I didn't even acknowlage them. How many people do we share bus journeys with, or pass in the street, or sit across from at the park and not know anything about. Every one of them has their own story. If I had talked to them, just a hello or a smile, would that have been enough to make their day a little bit better? because, it always makes my day better when a random pedestrian smiles at me.
I'm off. I'm going to smile at every person I can this week and see if it makes a difference. Ohhh and i'll put a picture of myself and baby on here, as we had the most tremendously fabulous time at paignton catching swine flu at the weekend. much love;)
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