Who says it can't be real?

So, my friend had a book of love poems with her last night, and one was entitled ‘Mad About the Boy’ it’s written by Noel Coward. It’s a really beautiful piece of poetry. These four girls are all in love with a film star, and although that seems somewhat shallow in some ways, it’s stuck with me all day. My favourite lines were the last five lines from the ‘tarts’ perspective;

If I could employ a little magic

That would finally destroy

This dream that pains me and enchants me

But I can’t because I’m mad about the boy

Mad about the boy

It really got me thinking, and I love how poetry can capture you like that, it’s the same with lyrics from a song. When someone can just put down how you feel, so simply. I really wish I were able to do it.

Anyway, this particular piece just had me thinking, and I think it puts it perfectly. Liking some and not wanting to, yet at the same time you do. I really think it just fits and so many people can relate to it. Especially the ‘dream’ part, because she knows she can’t be with him, but yet, the dream of ‘them’ still ‘enchants’ her. I think everyone has someone like that, the one person that you can’t ever be with. It’s also obvious in this, that she could get over it, if she really tried, but she doesn’t want to, a part of her is wrapped up by this fanstancy.

Also, there are four other girls in this poem all taking about this film star they’ve seen at the cinema and how they all want him, and are crazy for him, yet I feel that the ‘tart’ feels so much more for him because shes probably one of the ones hes actually been with. I just think it’s so lovely, even more so because some people have in their head that postitutes aren’t real people, they have no ‘emotions’ if they can ‘make love’ with so many men yet not have any emotions for them, and not be in love with him. Yet, she is the one who speaks most lovingly about him, her and the cockney who says;

I’d give my all to him 
And crawl to him, 
So ‘elp me Gawd, I’m mad about the boy

they are clearly infatiuted and filled with lust for the boy and so often we confused this for love.

Anyway, I really loved this peom and since i dropped english I just wanted a place to deeply talk about it. I know, I probably should’ve kept it on, but if I don’t like a poem or a book I can’t speak passionately about it, like i just did. Plus, theres always that added snobbery when you’re doing english about authors etc and I just prefer being able to do things like this myself without it being right or wrong. Thanks for reading, Meaghan x

I thought I should start this now as summer has just ended. I know the whole “new beginnings” crap starts on new year but I’m still at school and going into a new school year feels like a new start.

I want to start if by saying how amazing summer was. I got to know people a lot more people and, personally, I feel like I’ve gotten more confident. Mostly the summer consisted of getting drunk and going to parties, which in my honest opinion is what being 17 is all about. I wasn’t a bum all summer though, I did have a job which was so much fun and I’m quite annoyed i had to give it up.

The summer was different than what I was used to and although change is good, it’s always hard. Whenever I’m attached to something I find it really hard to let go. It’s an aspect I love/hate about myself.

Anyway back to the focus; a new year, a new start. I don’t have a ‘reselations’ per say, just what I want to get out of this year, so I’m writing a list of what I wish for this year

1) All the people I love have a really good year, cos I’m nothing without them. 2) I get the grades to go into university, I need to do something with my life. 3) I get the chance to meet new people 4) I wish for things to get back on track 5) I wish for the truth; lying is something I hate 6) I get a job, i really need one,so yeah employ me please. 7) i want to try new things. 8) I wanna see people for who they are, cos lately my opinions for so many people are changing. 9) I want to be who I am and not what people expect me to be. 10) finally, I wish for happiness.

Hopefully I remember to write here if my wishes come true (: