Saturday, February 28

don't say in a letter what you can't in my ear

do you ever discover a singer/band thats reeeally amazing & you can't wait to tell people about them, because you know they'll love them too?


atm, i am muchly enamoured with Johnny Flynn.. have many people heard of him? His lyrics are truly magical & enchanting.

i make playlists all the time, i have way too many, but theres always one to cater to every possible emotion/mood/feeling.
Here are some bands/artists that i've been listening to a lot lately..

photos from weheartit.

missing: spring

thank you to all for your feedback :) it is very muchly appreciated.
people are lovely.
& yes, i did kinda miss out spring.. (well,completely) but i do love spring too..
im reading slaughterhouse5 at the moment, by kurt vonnegut. wish i had read it sooner, its amaaazing.

im nearly finished..there are so many bits that i love, but this excerpt resonated with me especially:

the second letter started out like this: 'the most important thing I learned om Tralfamadore was that when a person dies he only appears to die. He is still very much alive in the past, so it is very silly for people to cry at his funeral. All moments, past, present, & future, always have existed, always will exist. The Tralfamadorians can look at all the different moments just the way we can look at a stretch of the Rocky Mountains, for instance. They can see how permanent all the moments are, and they can look at any moment thats interests them. It is just an illusion we have here on earth that one moment follows another one, like beads on a string, and that once a moment is gone it is gone forever. When a Tralfamadorian sees a corpse, all he thinks is that the dead person is in bad condition in that particular moment, but that the same person is just fine in plenty of other moments. Now, when I myself hear that somebody is dead, I simply shrug & say what the Tralfamadorians say about dead people, which is "so it goes".

happy weekend! :)

Friday, February 20

a green bundle of metal joy

my lovely lovely usb is back with me =)
after a journey to my school (in the hhholidays, all the staff think i am such a nerd now!) which was actually quite strange, because there were plastic walls everywhere, i think some people are in to remove asbestos.
emm.. yeah so my usb was in the library after all. & the lovelylovely librarian had tucked it away in one of her drawers & put an old usb lid on it to stop it getting damaged. how kind&sweet :)

ohh & today i can apply for accommodation at uni, so im still trying to figure out where i would like to stay.. ensuite?im not sure.. i dont really want to share a bathroom with strangers, but i guess they wont be strangers for too long hopefully? self-catering,definitely. i like cooking, especially baking. humhumm...decisions decisions.

my retired aunt, who has a 20% m&s discount card & isnt afraid to use it, has decided to buy me all the things she thinks il need for uni, which is extremely kind of her but i think she's taking it a bit far.
currently, in 'steph's uni cupboard' in her house, there is..
a small ironing board
an iron
a sheepskin sheet or something like that
'bounceback' pillows (bounceback??)
a duvet
& a nutmeg grater. (a bit random really isnt it?)

she has held back from getting a duvet cover, pillowcases & (ohgosh) curtains until i can tell her what colour scheme i would like my room to be.


where would we be without crazy aunts, lovely librarians & amazing people in our lives?

Tuesday, February 17


its not here yet, but im soo looking forward to summer'09.

summer'09 will be the summer of.. friendships & memories & beginning uni & festivals & floral dresses & orange peel & wellies & summerfruits & beach parties & drives in the countryside & guitarsingalongs & heels & cakecakecake & sunshine & laughter & happiness.
its the last summer with all my friends together.

& here's how it will be. in pictures. *weheartit

Nooooo! There is only 1 teabag left in my house :(


ps... all my photos are from weheartit.
have a lovely tuesday:) xxx

lets fly away

i always used to wish that i could fly when i was younger & had candles to blow out, or found a stray eyelash upon my cheek, or when walking home from school came across a dandelion.

to grow wings, filmy & glistening like a faeries & fly amongst seas of birds & skim my hands across the tops of clouds. (i love clouds)

Monday, February 16


i finally got round to setting up a kodak account & actually organising my photos & since ive never put any photos on here i thought id upload a few..
but beware, many/all of them contain my face in some shape or form. & theyre of varying degrees of oldness. & my camera skills are pretty damn awful.

holy cramoly, this is vvv old when i had blonde hair. pleease forgive the rather perplexed expression.
the next 3 are from a geography trip..
i have such pretty friends
i look like a dork a lot of the time.
dittoo on the aforementioned prettiness.
oh yea, my friend was shy
ermm.. i have these tiedye tights, & i love them even though theyre impossible & make me look like i have varicoseyveined legs.

procrastinating in study.
school dance '09

soo yeah... but dont worry, i doubt il be showing many more pictures of myself anytime soon.
ive had brown hair for a bit, but now im sort of considering going back to blondeness, cant decide..
ahh well.
ohh & regarding change of blogname.. ummm i just think the words sound nice. is that a reasonable explanation? im not sure.
im going to go watch true romance & figure out my life.
sometimes id love to be a film critic, i love film so much. but i dont know if i could be mean about films, because people put so much of their lives & their loves into them.
happy monday :)

i wondered if i could come home..

its been a while.. honestly, ive actually been on here loads, but i much prefer reading other peoples blogs than producing my own.
& theres been business abound lately..
a quick sum-up of the past age would be..
i got into edinburgh uni, my first choice, so il be heading to the big city to study politics after summer :)
i lost my job at woolworths, unfortunately. my first real job & i loved it (actually.. not so much the work, but the people were lovely)
buuut ive got a summer job sorted with my local councillor
my gran died in december
had a fairly quiet but happy christmas, my favourite time of year
im editor of my schools magazine, so thats been consuming, pleasantly

my usb initially was a useful tool, but recently its become a representation of my personality. i collect postsecrets & photos & poems i like, & i make tonnes of silly lists & put them all on there.
& now im on a week holiday & ive left it in the school library :s & i feel lost without it.

its green & slightly bent & missing its lid, i named it steph's usb (v original i know) but i miss the way it would flash lovingly at me when i plugged it in.. :(
perhaps thats a bit of StephOverload.

Valentines Day was spent with friends, making heartshaped biscuits & lounging around reminiscing about wonderful youthful times. amongst my two closest friends, we had to get each other something nice & something funny (for about a fiver each), which was pretty interesting :)

i got vogue today, for the first time in ages, & i feel so happy. added to that my new bravery concerning summer clothing (i think that i will actually go bare-legged for the first time EVER this summer. its incredibly sad, but in perspective, im only 17. it could be worse.) which has led to tanning lotions&potions being applied. i actually like the biscuity smell. am i alone?

i should be doing the first draft of my history dissertation, but my usb has persuaded me to delay my mauling of the american civil war
(my question, incase you were interested, is: 'to what extent did the failings of others contribute to the emergence to political prominence of Abraham Lincoln?')