Consumerist World

How little it is we think of the world. When paper receipts are handed out like painkillers, this worthless paper consuming forests.

How little we think of the work that has gone into our lives, not by us, but by the children that sew your clothes, the tired workers who produce your food. Food which must look perfect otherwise we won’t dare buy it; a crumpled packet, a broken biscuit, tossed away.

When there are families going hungry.

These calendar holidays all so we can buy more. drop more plastic into the sea. use supplies on a card your mother will read once then dispose of carelessly.

When did there become so much choice? When did we start needing lipsticks by a dozen brands with numerous colours, or ten different types of mayonnaise?

We are a consumerist culture, one that has been shielded from the rest of the world. The world we don’t see, the one that keeps us upright.

How little is it we think of life.

Hurry

why is everyone in such a hurry?

traffic jams of angry drivers, impatiently tapping their feet

fast walkers tutting with their heads bowed down,

not even noticing how pink the sky is this evening

contact-less cards because typing in a pin took too long,

high speed rail, because trains aren’t quick enough

friendship at our fingertips

so connection is instant.

Workers behind tills have guilt in their eyes when a frustrated customer has to wait more than 3 minutes to be served.

Everything is too quick. High speed for our convenience.

The world is getting faster and faster and no one has the time to stop and enjoy it

So wrapped up in the tasks that must be done, that we cannot admire what has been done.

Books, buildings, rivers, art, humanity

Why is everyone in such a hurry?

 

The Secret Side of a Student

Before I came to university, I saw it as this one big party. Everyone had said how uni was the best time of their lives and all my friends who were already at university seemed to be having the time of their lives from what I saw over social media. I was getting up for work everyday whilst they got to lie in until 12pm, I was sitting at home most nights whilst they dressed up and went clubbing or had fun nights in with all their friends.

I couldn’t wait to start university. However, it turns out it’s not all it was cracked up to be.

I don’t think I am completely alone when I say university isn’t as wild and as fun as everyone tries to portray it to be. I have spent a lot of nights miserable in my dingy little halls of residence room, wishing I was joining in the fun that everybody else seemed to be having. Don’t get me wrong, I have had some good nights out, but I didn’t build the friendships I hoped I would. Back at home, everyone kind of felt like acquaintances, my friends here at uni also still do. They even make my friends at home feel like long term, deep down friends – at least acquaintances at home were familiar with me and I them.

Living alone is nice, but I do miss my mom and the comfort of home a lot. I am a very independent person and not the type of person who has grown accustomed to some fancy life back home, I did not even think I would miss home at all, but I do. It’s not even just the house and my mom I miss; I am one of the unfortunate ones who – despite being in a flat with eleven other people – doesn’t have a close bond with all their halls mates, so I miss even just company and talking to people where I live. It’s so isolating. Cooking in the kitchen is lonely and even when someone else is too, it’s just awkward. Everywhere is grubby, which was expected of student living, but it’s not exactly home when you don’t even want to sit on the toilet seat because of the germs and dirt…

I think maybe I am just unlucky, that’s all university experiences ever are: luck of the draw. Yes I have friends, but there always feels like there’s some sort of barrier in the way. Even when I do have free time (which is a ridiculous amount sometimes, who thought I’d be wanting more lectures to fill up my lonely time?) it’s hard to find a time when everyone else is free too, or when anyone else actually wants to do something. It’s not that I don’t gel with the people I’ve met, but more I just don’t feel I fit in with people here. Then again, I never feel like I fit in anywhere.

People like me may have come to university in a city they love thinking that this would finally be their calling, their place to be, where everything would finally start falling into place. It has turned out to be the exact opposite, I don’t think I am alone in saying I have never felt more lost or dropped in the deep end than I do now. Sometimes I feel I don’t belong here, but I need my degree and I love the city, but it’s not a comfortable feeling when you don’t feel like you belong or when the path you’ve chosen doesn’t sit right with you.

Some say they met their closest friends after the first term, some say second year is much better as living in a house with your friends is much more comforting than halls of residence when you don’t click with everyone. I guess we’ll see but all I am saying is don’t believe everything you hear before you’ve tried it out.

depression diaries..an insight

I just want to say to my mother “I’m sorry I’m a burden, I’m sorry I’m so messed up”. I feel scared to be alone because my mind scares me, I want to claw at myself just to distract from the thoughts. I wish I could run and never stop, run for miles until I pass out and not have to think or remember; the throbbing of my feet or the rawness in my chest a pain that occupies me.

It’s frightening how quick a mood can change, one minute I am laughing on the phone, the next I am howling in bed and the worst times are when I don’t even know why. Even worse when there are too many reasons why, but they still do not seem like a justification.

No man is an island they say, but I feel so much like an island that I’m not even on this planet. Isolation consumes me and I’ve never felt so misunderstood in my life. I am angry and snappy, moody and cold, but I wish they could see that there’s a reason. I know I am weak, and I can’t be as independent as I thought it’s humiliating and child like, but I can’t help it. I can’t do this on my own, but I always will because there’s no other way – it’s just me and my mind no matter who I let in…so why bother letting anyone in at all.

Lying in bed I genuinely forget what happiness feels like. How did falling asleep used to be so easy? As a child all I would think about is green meadows and blossom trees and I would feel so tranquil, but now not even a fantasy world can feel like a release. There’s no such thing as a happy fantasy world because there’s nothing that I can think of that will make me happy.

My mind feels so foggy and dark inside. I don’t know how that can be but it does. All I can think about is my sadness because it’s even more painful to think of anything else; anything real. I am too afraid to leave company, being with people is like being on stage; I am acting and my mind is on the current scene, I am the person they all know me to be. I read my lines and laugh, smile or nod when it’s my queue, but when they’re gone there is no script, no focus and I am just left with me. The show is over and I am back to reality, the intensity of my mind.

I wish I could escape my mind, now not even sleep is an escape because my dreams are about my worst fears and it’s terrifying.

Suffragette

New feminist film in cinemas: Suffragette is an eye opening, thought provoking and refreshingly topical film for an audience of the twenty first century. Whether your a woman, a feminist, a man or even slightly unaware to such political issues, this film is definitely one you should watch!

Maud (Carrey Mulligan) is a woman, like many others of the late nineteenth and early twentieth century, was a working woman in an underpaid job at a factory doing laundry. She had been working there the majority of her life and as she slowly started to see the rising of the suffragette movement, she began to question her own morals and life. Without really knowing it at first, Maud becomes a part of her local group of fighting suffragettes. Carey Mulligan is also astonishing in this role, her part really bringing her acting skills to the spot light. Not forgetting the other powerful woman figures who are in the film such as Helena Bonham Carter and Meryl Streep.

The women in the film fight a fight that many of us as a society in this day an age forget was such an issue a century ago, and even still so in many countries now. We observe the true struggle of being a woman back then, how women are objectified and disrespected, by not only by the men of that time but by some women too who believed what the suffragettes were doing was ridiculous. The film is very moving and we observe so many battles that the women have to fight, and this does not include just casual sexism and sexual harassment, but also how isolating being a suffragette sometimes was. Also, we see the humiliating penalties and abuse women would get even for just trying to get their voice heard.

I personally found that although the film was a tear jerker it was also very empowering and brought a sense of pride towards the courageous women who helped our gender get where we are socially and politically today.

So, if you’re fed up of your usual chick flick or repetitive action movies and fancy a costume drama with a lot of depth and insight go and see suffragette because I can almost guarantee you won’t regret taking a trip to the cinema to see!

The Sea

The sea is such a gentle reminder of life and all living things. 

You build a sand castle on the beach and by the next day, the tide has washed it away. Nothing is permanent, but maybe that’s not always a bad thing. The next day is a new day; a day where your canvas is cleaned and you are free to create something new, maybe something better.

The tide can be soft, therapeutic to watch, yet further out where we daren’t go, it is rapid and strong. It has the power to devour you whole. 

There is something about the way the sea is so vast and open that makes me feel afraid. I feel as though I am confronted with the world and what is out there; what is on the other side.

Day or night, brown or blue, the ocean is beautiful and it is the only barrier between us. 

Blue is the Warmest Colour

A dull night in scrolling through Netflix I come across Blue is the Warmest Colour. I had heard a lot about this film, always wanted to watch it, but I’m not one that’s good when it comes to long films (2 hours and 59 minutes to be precise!). However, with a lot of time on my hands and feeling open minded I decided to give it a watch.

This film is definitely worth the three hour journey. For those who don’t know about this film it is basically about a lesbian love affair between a girl at high school and an older girl who is studying at university – to begin with anyway as we see their lives through out the years.

I think the film wonderfully portrays what stigma and cruel behavior can be associated with homosexuality, especially with high school pupils. There’s also a sense of empathy I got with the protagonist; Adele. Even if you are not homosexual/bisexual etc. the way that we can see how Adele feels when she’s with her boyfriend makes us almost be able to empathize with her situation. This is in a way that the majority of people, I believe, have been in a situation, whether it be with lovers or something else, where we felt uncomfortable, like something was not right. You tear your hair out because you feel like you should be happy, but you are not.

Another thing I liked about the film is how young Adele is at the beginning and we get a glimpse of young love and how smitten she is with the blue haired girl; Emma. Not only do we see young love, but ‘grown up’ love if you will. The film shows how relationships can be when we are adults, how complicated love can be and the struggles of being in an adult relationship.

It’s a simple but effective film that really leaves you with something, whether that be a deeper insight into homosexuality, love or something more intense; peoples passions and motives in life.

If you are one for French cinema, or if you really are not I recommend you watch it if you feel like a film different to the usual mainstream ones.