Just A Quickie...

Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
-- Norman Cousins

Just A Quickie...

 

The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.

-- George Eliot

so true...I love you Lily, and i miss you so much, my little angel

Dear Mammy...

i want to tell you all about Cheryl. Not the baby, the woman who Cheryl the baby was named after. Cheryl was my older brother James' best friend when he was a kid. I can remember her being very pretty and sweet but at the same time also very bad. She would pick me up from school when James couldn't be arsed, and she'd buy me a curleywurley on the way home. She used to say that i could have whatever i wanted, but i would always have a curleywurley because they were her favourite too. She bought me one almost every time without fail. Apart from once, but that's another story. She had big brown eyes and a nice laugh, and she treated me kindly and talked to me like i was a proper person, not just some kid who she probably felt sorry for. But she moved down south, and i haven't seen her for a very long time now. She probably doesn't remember me. But i remeber her, and i probably always will...
love Scarlett

Today i...

today i tried and almost succeeded to stop one of my friends getting a tattoo that i know he will DEFIANTLY regret in about 3 milliseconds of getting it done. He wants one of his friends (who is a girl btw), semi-naked with the wings of and angel tattooed onto his back. he just couldn't see why it might not be a good idea. Why are boys SO stupid???
love from Scarlett

Today i...

i had a 'hot date' last night with Alex, and it was fun, but not all that exciting. I just went round to his flat, and we watched a film  that he hated and i loved (pride and prejudice in case you care, and when it was over he said ''the only way that they could of made that worse if they tried was if that knightly lass were a minger'') he cooked veggie spaghetti bolognaise (how do you spell that?) cos he remembered that I'm a vegetarian and made me curly wurley ice cream cos he knew that they were my fave. I think that he just might be a keeper :)
love Scarlett

Dear Mammy...

I want to bring you another happy memory.
I was very young and my brother James didn't have his own car, but he'd borrowed a friend's little car (i think that it was some kind of cheap ford) he tried it out up the A1, going really fast and blaring music out of the speakers with the windows open. The wind was flicking at my hair and the sun was on my face and I felt so...it's hard to explain, free almost. I was happy like only a child can be. I can even remember what song it was, beacuse they were my favourite band when i was a kid. The song that he played for me was Girls Aloud 'sound of the underground' and i knew all the words...to be fair i probably still do XD
lots of love
Scarlett 

Dear Mammy...

I'm gonna start blogging with a memory...a memory about my mam.
She was very beautiful my mam was, or at least, i always thought so. she had dark hair like James and was tall and thin like a model. I can remember one morning waking up, and the flat wasn't freezing like it normally was, but it was warm and the heating was on. i got out of bed and went into the kitchen. and she was stood there at the little cooker that was crap and smelt of gas even when it wasn't on, cooking pancakes. Not even shop pancakes, proper ones made of egg and milk and that. the radio was on and it was playing one of my favourite songs and i felt so happy, like i wanted to stay stuck in that moment forever. we had good times, didn't we mam?
love Scarlett

and so to blog XD

okay, i'm gonna split all my posts up into 4 categories, just to make this nice and simple :)

• today i...does what it says on the tin pretty much...what have i done today anyway?
• dear mammy...not necessarily addressed to my mam, but just stuff that i did in the past memories, lessons learnt etc...
• to my girls...my thoughts and hopes and fears for the future. my dreams for my little nieces and my dreams for myself too...
• just a quickie...a lyric, quote or a little kiss of inspiration. something that made me laugh or something that drew a tear to my eye. or it could just be something that made me think...

love scarlett

A Quick Intro...

okay, this blog is going to be like a journal of my life, anything that comes flitting into my head can be written here, and it can be as long (or as short) as i want :) but before i begin properly I'll tell you a little about myself and the important people in my life...
me-my name is Scarlett, I'm 15 and from byker, Newcastle(-upon-tyne and in case you don't know, its in England, UK.) I'm 5'2'andabit, with long curly red hair, green eyes and crazily pale skin. And dimples when i smile XD I love to dance, dream, write and listen to music...
James-27, my big brother. he's kinda tall with dark hair and green eyes and lots of tattoos. i live with him and his daughters (see below.) he's funny and kind and is the only person who has always been there for me.
Evelyn- james' oldest daughter, 9 months old, has dark hair like her dad and blue eyes like her mam. Likes playing and crying and kisses.
Cheryl- Evelyn's identical twin sister, only 12 minutes younger. Cheryl is a bit quieter than Evelyn. 
Cole- my older half-brother. he is tall with dark eyes like chocolate and honey coloured skin. he has black hair cut really short. he is 17 and really cool and nice and annoying like hell.
Alex- my boyfriend, also 17. He has blond hair and grey/blue eyes and he makes me laugh and makes me cry and is kind and funny and stupid. and he makes me feel amazing XD
so until next time
love Scarlett

Today i....

ran around the canteen at lunch with my best friend, having a fight with baloon swords...i knew there was a reason why we are friends...xoxo

Welcome One and All...

Welcome to my new blog, this is really exciting, and i am just going to post whatever random crap comes into my head...so enjoy dear reader...