A woman just walked down my road jumping and going ‘NOOOOO!’ I genuinely thought it was my old Art teacher… that was weird.

This has been a pretty uneventful week really.

Like I can’t even remember Monday it was that uneventful…

I got told I’m doing 1,000,000 x better in Sociology though, which for me was super amazing to hear, cos I always believe I’m bad at everything other than reading, that was pretty much it.

Tuesday I was absolutely bullied by my nieces and nephews, so my niece Shelbie is always fairly mean to me anyway cos she finds it funny… so I do the same to her, muwaha. But she’s told me I must save up for her birthday and buy her a real life dragon, I’m so proud of how much she has in common with me, my aim is to create a mini me, that would so weird, but so amazing all at the same time. My other niece Alicia is usually an angel, but for some reason Tuesday she was in a right weird mood, she just kept telling me I smelt and was just throwing non hurtful abusive words at me. Then my nephew… Tyler, when he wants to be (which is most of the time) can be the most annoying and horrible child ever. This week, I shouldn’t have found it funny, but I did… He threatened to ‘bust me up’ hahaha. I think it was just the fact that my little 5 year old white boy nephew had said it, then after he threatened to steal my purse, so I was really paranoid. Then he also broke my phone for a short while because he got really annoyed that he couldn’t work out how to talk to Josh so we had a full on scrap over my phone - I am now bruised because of this… and that’s that really!

My grandad is also doing a lot better, which is really really good. He’s always doing so much that he wears himself out, but he never stops trying, I have so much respect for him because of that, for both of my grandparents, they always to as much as they can for themselves and for everyone else.

Wednesday was an inset day, I went to see The Woman in Black, and saw Emily and Sophie outside of school for the first time in ages.

And Miguel, ahhh, Miggles. He’s well funny.

But if you plan to see The Woman in black I have 3 tips for you.

1. Do not believe that it’s a 12A, it is so scary, it should be AT LEAST a 15.

2. Do not watch it alone, just don’t, oh my god.

and 3. Don’t even bother taking food, you’ll be too on edge to eat it/it could be a choking hazard/you might drop it and be very sad.

Also for those that are Harry Potter fans, try and put it out of your mind that Daniel Radcliffe was ever Harry Potter, I couldn’t and it kind of ruined it for me. I was really confused, cos it was pretty confusing anyway, and I was just waiting for Ron to pop up.

On Thursday I discovered I’d gained a really bad cough, it’s so painful, and really annoying because I’ve had like 5 colds this year now already, my immune system is so rubbish.

And today, I’ve basically spent the whole day drugged up, because I don’t want to miss much school now, because after Easter it’s exam time, I’m well scared.

This week, out of a possible 16 lessons I’ve only had 9, I’ve been so bored. There are no lessons that I hate and don’t want to do (other than Maths because it feels like I’m never going to pass that) aaaand…. I like learning.

But I’ve just started thinking about all the things I’ve not been doing because I’ve had no one to do them with, and I was talking to my sister B yesterday about it all, and right now I’m just happy with how everything is. I’ve decided I need to start putting myself first. I’ve not cared what other people think for a while now, but there’s still been that small part of me that will keep trying to put things right with anyone and everyone. I just can’t be bothered. I know who my friends are.

I’ve found recently that the ones that might not want to be around me when I’m in a bad mood, but most of the time still are are the people that always will be there. And the people that aren’t there will still text me everyday to see how I am.

And recently - it may sound silly to people that don’t actually know him, but the people over the past couple of weeks have asked…

- How my Grandad is doing

- If I’m okay

- If my Gran is okay

and - If any of us need anything

Are the ones that have made me the happiest by showing me they’ve cared.

Because I stop seeing the point in some things if another person doesn’t even seem to be bothered if you’re there or you’re not, or if you’re okay or you’re not…

It’s annoying that I have to wait over a year to move to Swansea, because that is when everything is going to change and my life is really going to start.

But I feel super old.

Me and my Gran worked out 2013 is a big year.

• I turn 18
• She turns 80
• My mum turns 50
• It’s my Gran and Grandad’s Diamond (60th!) wedding anniversary
• I move away from Bristol (hopefully!)
• My sister Emma is 20
• We go to Jamaica for my 18th
• My niece Shelbie turns 10 (double digits :(!)

And I think that’s it, but it’s still loads!

oooooooh.

Well, I’m off to see 2 of my friend’s bands play tonight, they’re always fun.

I’ve also realised my countdown has been well dodgy, some days its been right, some it’s been wrong… but anyway, it’s 16 days until Game of Thrones.

HAPPY FRIDAY.

Well I’m in a very good mood.

Hello.

Well this has been such an odd week, after Wednesday it started to be super happy. Wednesday my Grandad had his operation, and was out the same day, and is feeling okay, which is super brilliant, like the best news ever for me, because it could mean he might start to feel well in himself again! Thursday was uneventful, obviously other than results - which was what made the day crazy, it was very uneventful. I wrote the best paragraph ever though, I was so proud of myself and my clever words. Friday has been such a happy day, for many reasons. Everything seemed so normal today, and happy and amazing, and I’m so knackered, but very happy.

Earlier this evening, I spent time looking through old photos. I found some photos I think I’ve never seen, but I probably have and just forgotten about.

I was a cute baby.

But I also pulled some crazy faces… that I still pull now, when I was younger.

But all the photos I looked through were just so happy, I found ones from Christmases when I was younger, with my Nan and Grampa there, I miss them so much.

I find it so strange when I think about how things have turned out. When I was younger we spent so much time with my Nan and Grampa, so thinking about all the things I could be doing with them now just makes me sad. Like for example my prom, they would have been there that day, in June my Nan would come to Swansea with me for my University open day. In the week I’m fairly sure I’d spend so much time there.

It’s just strange.

And unfair that they had to go before I got to experience the important parts/things in my life with them.

I was 9 when my Nan died, and 11 when my Grampa died.

And even thinking back to it now I tear up.

When I was younger, I had a pair of gold Barbie trainers, they were the best.

I also had some of the prettiest dresses, when my mum used to dress me.

It all went wrong when I started to dress myself and my hair fell out. I just looked like a boy. That was a bad time.

I found one of the happiest photos ever, it was at a birthday party of mine or my sister’s and we always had bouncy castles, and it was of me and my Gran when I was about 2. She was holding me up because I’d fallen and she was laughing. She looked so happy, it was amazing. I love seeing her laugh like that.

My Gran is so beautiful.

The title of this blog is a lyric, but also something my grandparents have pretty much said to me before - I know they’re always going to be behind me with whatever.

Jelly shoes were the best thing ever, I had them in every colour.

My name was once Sarah Parker, before my mum re-married. Me and my sister B find it really funny, because she was pretty much a different person altogether, she was small, and cute, and Sarah Parker.

Aw, Sarah Parker.

When I was in primary school, we had to go in dressed up as what we wanted to be when we were older. My sister at that time wanted to be a vet, Emma always wanted to be a vet, and that was simple just a white coat and a stethoscope. I didn’t have a clue aged 7 or 8 what I wanted to be, and at the time we were staying with my Gran because my mum and stepdad were on their honeymoon, so my Gran decided what I’d be. I went into school as a bee-keeper. I didn’t know what a bee-keeper was. So having to stand up in assembly and say why I wanted to be a bee-keeper was almost impossible.

Looking back at that now, it’s very funny.

I had the best childhood. That’s the main thing that makes me want children, but as me and Maria said to each other today…

You never know what the future holds for you.

23 days until Game of Thrones.

So I just wrote a beast of a blog, and suddenly it vanished. Technology hates me. Hoping I’ve not forgotten to put anything important in this.

Anyway, well I’m new to all this tumblr stuff, I tried it once before, but I didn’t understand the point in it, I then gathered, you just waffle on for a while and hope that someone cares about what you’ve written?

If that’s the case, I’m going to waffle on about myself for a while then.

I’m Sarah, I’m 16 and I live in Bristol.
I’m short, I’m a whole 5’3. I have eyes that have been described as crazy green (my mum however thinks they’re very grey) and my hair is brown and curly wurly, and I have a ginge tinge in my fringe. I enjoy saying that because it rhymes. I like making things rhyme, it makes me feel clever.
I can be an awkward person, because of Grey’s Anatomy, I now describe myself as dark and twisty, because I feel this describes me well.

It’s not very often I feel clever, I believe I’m pretty dumb.

I play the guitar & the ukulele.
I like to paint. I’m not allowed to paint in the house cos my creativeness gets all over the house, so I paint my nails instead. I’ve always got something written or drawn on my nails, cos my talent gets me excited and makes me feel proud of myself, and I’ve never admitted it, but I like to show it off.

I have a massive obsession with anything and everything Noel Fielding. I have done for almost, about 7 years. I also have a huge love for Kurt Cobain, and I can’t seem to go a day without listening to Blink 182.

I love horses, I hope to one day own 3 horses, this won’t happen most likely, cos life is tough like that. I want 1 white horse - called Nibbles, based on a Barbie horse from when I was 3. One brown horse called Freckles - self explanatory. Then one black horse, called Vader, also self explanatory - Darth Vader.

I love reading. I counted my books the other day (another thing I’m proud of) I’ve got 86 books. Wahoo, this for me is an a achievement, my room is only small.
Game of Thrones is massive part of my life. As are things like Star Wars, Lord of the Rings and anything Jane Austen.

I want a baby girl, and I want to call her Khaleesi after Khaleesi Daenareys Targaryen (Game of Thrones) because in Dothraki, Khaleesi means Queen, and it just looks pretty.

I love Two and a Half Men, obviously with Charlie Sheen in. I also watch a lot of Lost, Life on Mars/Ashes to Ashes, Grey’s Anatomy, One Tree Hill, The Borgias, Gossip Girl, etc.

My Grandad is my best friend. I tell him everything. He’s full of knowledge and advice and speaks from experience, he’s an inspirational man. When he gets a cold I cry myself to sleep worrying, because I’m constantly worrying he’s going to die. I’m scared a life without him won’t be a good life.

I worry a lot.

Simple things please me.

As well as having painted nails, I always wear some kind of colourful eyeliner, because someone saying “ooh, your eyes look pretty” can make me stupidly happy.
Someone telling me I’m beautiful can as well, that’s the best, makes me all emotional.

I’m a very emotional person.

I like to think I’m a good friend, and very caring. I do however panic easily and think my friends don’t actually like me, so freak out and stop talking to them.
I find I get replaced easily.
However, at the moment this actually seems to be the case, some of my friends have found someone better and I’ve been forgotten about.
I no longer get invited out much.

I do often go of on crazy rants about anything any everything, I’ve been told they’re funny. I get told quite often I’m a really funny person, that makes me happy also.

I have a hat face.

I wear glasses.

One day I hope to be a History teacher, but let’s see what happens with that, I’m not good at giving the right answers when it counts the most.
I never feel that I’m good enough to go out and be who I want to be and do what I want to do.

I don’t like change, even if it’s for the best, if I’m satisfied, I don’t like change.

I love Egypt. I went to the pyramids in 2010, best day ever, followed by the safari we did April 2011 in Mombasa, Africa.

I enjoy drinking alcohol, but I’m always texting that same person telling them I love them.

I feel this is a good time to mention the people that have made me who I am, I’ve mentioned my grandad, who is the one person that helps me function daily, other than Maria, Maria understands how to deal with my weirdness. Her little nuggets of funny make me so so happy everyday. Just seeing her smiley face can cheer me up.

I’ve recently been calling this girl my person, Char. She’s my person. She’s always been there, even when argued and hated each other she’s been there, when things go bad she’s the one I want there, when things go well, she’s most likely the person who’s always there with me, she’s never judged me for being who I am. Being friends with Char, I feel appreciated and special.

I don’t know how I’d get through most things without Pippa, I would write Philippa, but she doesn’t like that, but I always call you that do don’t be complaining if you see this. Anyway, she’s one of the few people I know that are so strong. I can always count on her to listen to anything I need to say, for her to always be there, for her to always say the right thing, for her to take me in when I need someone. She’s one of the most stable things in my life, I can’t imagine life without her. She can make me smile all the time.

My mum, I can think of any words to describe her. I have the best relationship with her and I’d be lost without her, but who wouldn’t be lost without their muma?

My sister B, she inspires me everyday to do what makes me happy and not regret it. She makes me believe even when everything has gone wrong, that everything will be okay. She is constantly reminding me that I can do whatever I want with my life, and that I’m better than I think I am. Without her I wouldn’t have experienced some of the things I have. Without her, I’d be a heartless and lonely person, nothing like I am now.

And lastly, Alex. He’s a person I’ve become really close to in recent months, and now it’s weird to think that in July I didn’t talk to him everyday. A day that I haven’t spoken to him, is a very odd day. I can trust him to always be honest with me about anything, and if I tell him something, I can trust him to give me good advice or a good opinion in something, or to just keep what I’ve told him to himself. He’s a pretty cool guy and I just wish he was nearer more often. Oh, and he laughs at my jokes.

I go out by myself more than I do with people, I enjoy my own company, but then start to go crazy after a while.

I’m an Auntie to many children. I love being an Auntie. Having a niece or nephew say to you “Auntie Sarah, I love you” is the best feeling ever.

I hope that one day I’ll inspire someone to do something. I don’t know who or what, but I hope one day that happens.

I hope one day I wake up with an amazing singing voice. Then I’ll get my music out there. All I want is to have people hear me play guitar. My guitar deserves the fame.

I name objects. For example, my guitars are called Kate and Julicas (Julian/Lucas) my capo was called Brooke, but I lost it, r.i.p Brooke.

I eat a lot of mints, they’re tasty.

I could spend all day in bed and not get bored, when it comes down to it, I’m pretty lazy (I’m in bed right now).

I’m scared of the sea. When I was 11 I got ran over by a boat in Mallorca.
I’m scared of fish eating my toes.

I love Rod Stewart. If you get a chance, go see him live.

I find it hard to remove people from my life completely. I don’t like people thinking bad of me.

I hope I die in my sleep. I’m not good with pain, other than piercings. I love that pain.

Most of the time I chat utter rubbish. Like now for example, I might wrap this up. Quit while I’m ahead and all that.

I feel this is a very sudden end.

Follow me on twitter @saraaahlc

Oh, I’m also a Rugby girl.

C’mon Bris.