Saturday, 5 January 2013




Hi, to those who are a bit silly and didn't realise, I'm Emma, but most people call me Em. I do think I'm a normal teenager but apparently the kids at school don't. I don't know weather it's my friend group that intimidates them, or it may be my music taste. I'm fifteen, so I don't want creepers reading about me, but it doesn't really bother me. I do have a boyfriend, he's a bit strange, but I do like him a lot. So this was a brief introduction to my blog, if you don't like it, don't read it, or you can continue to read it and bitch about it to your mates later. I don't care what you do, it's your life... Not mine.

Honestly, the real reason I started this blog was to let people know my goals in life and how I will achieve them, though I doubt anyone cares. I want to act, I know what you're thinking 'you should pick a real goal in life, not one that is virtually impossible'. Well I think I can do it, my dad and mum think I can do it, there isn't any reason why I shouldn't achieve. I mean #YOLO, might as well do what you love. Okay that #YOLO was meant to be sarcastic, I would never actually say that, I wouldn't be able to live with the humiliation.

'So Emma, how do you plan to reach this goal?'. Well unlike most other teenagers, I have a plan to reach my goal. It was my dads idea originally. I've always wanted to act, well not always, but since I was about 9. At that innocent age I started a drama group. I joined because I was a shy child and wanted more confidence, and then realised I loved acting, being on stage is one of my favourite things. So, New Year's Eve, I went out for dinner with my mum, dad and little brother, when my dad told me he believed in me, he said if we do research, and my in the time, my career choice is reachable. 2013 was the year I was going to do something with my life. I don't know that exact plan yet but my dad seems pretty certain and I believe in him... He would do anything to make me happy.

The way I've been writing in this blog makes it seem like I'm a snobby little rich bitch, but I'm not. I mean I don't come from a poor family but I certainly do not come from a rich one. No, I come from a happy little middle class family, and I love them all, well most of them. I love everyone, except my cousins, I like them the correct amount you're meant to love your cousins, but if I had a choice, I would never speak to them again... They do their best to make me sad, they're twins so its like 'hey, there's two of us, we can make Emma feel doubly as crap as one of us alone would'. I don't know if its because I'm the only girl out of the six grandchildren or if its because I used to cry at the smallest things when I was younger. Anyway whenever they see me, they try to make me sad, but  learned to push their buttons so it doesn't matter anymore.

Moving onto another topic, I have two idols, I know it's greedy and weird because neither of them are female like moi, but I love Tim Minchin, he is just so talented and smart and its hard to find musicians that don't have to add extra syllables into words to make them rhyme. My other idol is Noel Clark, he is also very talented and probably more relatable to me because  I want to act and I would mind directing and writing like him. He is just an amazing person, to have all that to do and then to have kids as well, it just makes me happy knowing I can look up to him and say 'I will do that one day'.

So I will end this blog post here because I don't want it to be super duper long and for anyone reading this to get bored but yeah, there's a lot more to follow this.

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