Film

This is heavy, Doc

October 21st, 2015. The skies are abundant with cars whizzing on the Skyway, while those on the ground watch Jaws 19 in 3D and sip the delights of Pepsi Perfect. Hoverboards are a frequent mode of transport and teenage fashion involves wearing your jeans inside out.

Well, not really. Not to mention the fact that we don’t have holographic hats or self-drying jackets coupled with self-tying laces.

Marty McFly has officially arrived in the present – future – whatever and the world is welcoming him with open arms. There’s been a lot of hype over this last week about ‘Back to the Future Day’ and lots of people have been pointing out similarities between the 1989 idea of the future and the reality of it. Things like flat screen TVs, video calls, glasses that act as phones; there’s actually a lot out there that we can see in Back to the Future Part II.

The trilogy has been my favourite set of films since I was around 13 years old. I bought the first film on DVD from Woolworths for £3 and watched it for the first time on my laptop at my Grandma’s. I believe hooked is the word. For about a year (maybe more!) I used to watch at least one of the films every night, becoming obsessed and consumed in the story. I bought all the merchandise I could get my teenaged hands on and spread my obsession to everyone that I thought needed to know. I’ve never known a film that is so beloved by its fanbase. So much, in fact, that sometimes I’ve seen fans get nasty about the littlest details. That’s not what I want to be a part of.

It’s overwhelming to see how much people love the movies and on this day so far there have been thousands upon thousands of Tweets about the day. People are quoting the film, posting pictures, memes, gifs, everything. It’s wonderful. We are also invited to get our teeth stuck into a few shorts and documentaries that have sprung up out of nowhere and this afternoon, ITV2 is showing all three films and a Keith Lemon tribute – which I can’t really wait for.

I want to post about ten different quotes and pictures on Facebook today, but I’m going to hold back. Once is enough Brittany, once is enough.

Happy Back to the Future everybody and remember – “Your future is whatever you make it. So make it a good one.” (Doc Brown, Part III).

Marty-mcfly

Life Experience, University, World

Specific Time Travelling

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So I had a dream – this is how all good blog posts start don’tcha know – I had a dream that I’d travelled back in time by two and a half years. Pretty precise, right? I found myself at the start of first year again, waking up on my plastic mattress at Limes Court, my old uni halls. Wut. I had all the memories of what’s gone on for the past two and a bit years and here I was again living my first year life. At first I was like ‘Mate, this is so cool, I can do everything again and make the right decisions this time AND I get a longer uni experience!’. But then I realised that maybe this wasn’t such a great thing…I have worked so hard over the past couple of years in terms of assignments, films and relationships and I clicked that all that had basically been undone. Not to mention that I am no longer on speaking terms with my first year housemates and I would have to associate with them again. I wouldn’t have the friends that I have now and I would have to wait until they got to know me again. At this point, I’d never even met my boyfriend and I could just imagine finding him and scarring him for life by telling him I was his future S.O. I just wanted to get back to third year because I didn’t want to slog through all that effort and fallouts and arguments again, it’s too much for one person! I realised I’ve had a pretty rough ride at uni but it has improved significantly in the past year and I would hate to lose it by travelling through time. Like that’s a legitimate thing to worry about, come on, I dreamt it at least.

I’ve just decided that even though there were super low moments in first year and a bit in second year, I wouldn’t change a thing. What has happened over the past couple of years has got me to where I am today and, honestly, I couldn’t be happier. There are a couple of things that I would change, like I miss my Grandad beyond belief and I don’t think I will ever comprehend losing him. And I would also start my assignments a little earlier than I seem to have the habit of doing. But the past isn’t to be changed. What’s done is done, am I right? And for the minute, I’m just looking forward to an exciting future because I am now no longer clueless about what I want to do with my life. Bring it on, future, I’m ready for ya 😉

Entertainment, Film, Life Experience, University

If You Put Your Mind To It…

Well hasn’t this been an interesting week! Essentially, I’ve finished my first year of university – at about 4:30am last Friday morning to be completely precise when I handed in my final essay – and I’m sitting here thinking where the hell has the time gone?! It’s safe to say that I’ve made some amazing friends, lost some amazing friends and miss some – mainly those from home who I don’t see all that much any more. This will change over the summer, I’ve decided to dedicate myself to keeping up with everyone that I love because I don’t want them to think that I’ve forgotten them. This isn’t to say that university is all about making friends, oh no. I’ve realised this lately. University is – would you believe it – a period of three years in which to gain the knowledge and skills that you’ll need in your future career. Not for making friends. Sure, this is a perk of uni and all that, but it hit me in the face the other day that as everyone’s going home at the moment, back to their real lives in their real homes, they’ll probably forget about each other for a time and things will go relatively back to how they were before uni. And then this led me to think: well what happens after uni? We’ll all go off, searching for our different callings in life and make yet more friends. And forget about some of the ones we made here. And then, we’ll get different jobs. Life is constantly about leaving people you love behind. Sure, you’ll never completely forget them, but they won’t be present in your life forever. It’s hard to understand if you’ve been out of school for a good few years, but you don’t realise until your very last year of school that you’re most likely not going to interact with any of these people again that you’ve spent at least 5 years with. And here I am, getting all ‘down in the dumps’ (really not) about growing up, but then I think to myself that life is going to be full of opportunities and that I can do anything I want in life. Anyone can.. And this is when good ol’ Marty McFly comes into it: “If you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything”. I’m all happy now.. might have to go watch Back to the Future. That’ll top it off. You should do the same. Yes

Life Experience, World

Put Up & Shut Up

She’s got it all. She’s got everything that I want and, truth is, I’m jealous. I want the innocence, the lack of knowing what’s coming, the naivety that surrounds her. The thought that every time she takes a step forward, she’s doing it with confidence and the ability to grasp the world with both her hands.

And then there’s the other one. The one who’s already achieved everything that she wants in life; she’s experienced it, she’s where she wants to be. She’s been through the dark and come out into the glorious sunshine, basking in its warmth, content and pleased with herself.

Yet here I am, trapped within the days of 2012, the hours, the minutes, the very seconds that keep me here, struggling on, still going through tribulations that I know I will have to solve. Nothing is easy, nothing is simple. Admittedly, I’m jealous of her in the past and I envy her in the future. The innocence and the success.

But there’s not a damn thing I can do about it.

Life Experience, World

So Long…for the Time Being

As you know, I’ve finished my academic time at Brigshaw and I’m waiting to go to York St John on Sunday, so I guess- wait, what?! Sunday?! Sunday. That’s four days away, oh dear God. I don’t know how I’ll go on. But all will be fine. So everyone keeps telling me.

Anyway. This evening I’ve been to Brigshaw for a kind of ‘award ceremony’ so that they can sing praises to various people and hand them some awards that have been in the possession of the school since before the prehistoric period, and they’ve also used it as a final goodbye sort of thing. Well, I was surprised to find that I got more worked up than I thought. As I was talking to some of my friends who I’ve known since I was 11 (besides one who I’ve known since I was 3 or 4) it hit me that I might not see any of these people for a very, very long time, if ever again. How can it be that I’ve spent a whole 7 years with these people and now we’re all drifting off to meet brand new friends and forget the ones that we had? Of course, I won’t be forgetting the majority of them any time soon (the fact that there are the odd few that I’ll be glad to be shot of is irrelevant) and then I thank the Lord for the wonderful gift of Facebook. Yes, crude, I know, but you see, this tool has allowed me to begin talking to people that I’m going to be living with for the next year (or thereabouts) of my life. Marvellous! And it will also allow me to keep in relatively close touch with my dear friends from Brigshaw. Technology is not so cruel after all, providing that it works, God forbid when it doesn’t -_- .

So I guess it’s time for me to say a fond farewell to Brigshaw after all these years and the good people that are in it, I will definitely miss them. But, I’ve told myself not to dwell on the past and to concentrate on the here and now when I reach university. It is going to be impossible to keep in touch with everyone all the time, heck, I have friends in Germany, Italy and the Czech Republic who I find it difficult to keep track of, but they never disappear from my mind. I’m certain that we’ll all have some kind of reunion in years to come and if we don’t, then we should just erase the 7 years at Brigshaw and pretend it never happened. Which is ridiculous.

Ciao fellas

Life Experience

So much to say, so little time…

Well ladies and gentleman, yesterday night I returned home from my second country, Germany. I wonder if you recall my previous post about me flying over there by myself and to be perfectly frank, I was absolutely bricking it. It only really hit me on the way to the airport and I suddenly thought ‘Oh my God, this is actually happening’. Which was a massive slap in the face to realise that I’d be getting on a plane by myself. A PLANE.

But anyway, all fear and nerves aside, I made it on the plane and then to Germany, all on my lonesome. Still bricking it at this point. But, as I’m sure you’re delighted to hear, everything went perfectly smoothly from the Thursday night to Wednesday night just gone. I have had one of the best weeks ever, I loved it so much and, you know what? My German skills have gone through the roof – it’s a pity that I couldn’t have taken my exam now just after going to Germany. But no matter.

Speaking of which, lords and ladies! As many of you know, earlier today on 18.08.11 it was results day for all A Level students! And, you’ll be please to know, that I have finally risen above the shocking behaviour previously demonstrated within my German grade of a D and I’m now on a beautiful C for the A2 level. I will admit to you now; however, I’m sure you’re aware: that a B or even an A would have topped off this year, but I’m not all that bothered because I have achieved what I wanted – I managed to scrape myself from the floor of the D up into another grade and, perhaps more importantly, this morning I received my confirmation letter from York St John University saying that I have a place on my Film and TV Production course 😀 Erstaunlich!

So it would seem that I’ve settled in to German life quite nicely, and I’m hoping to go back some time next year; I don’t know what I would do if I couldn’t breathe that Deutsch air every now and then. How sad. It’s a shame that some people, particularly some English people, I’m afraid to say, don’t care for Germany, because it seems that there’s a certain stereotype that is held over the German people. Well. I’ll have my chance to change the world at some point. As Morgan Freeman would say, “One act of random kindness at a time” (Evan Almighty, 2007).

But enough of my prattling for now, all you need to know is that I love my grades today! For those of you who don’t know: Media Studies – B, English Language – A, History – A and German – C. So, I suppose we’ll just see what happens with university in September…I just have to enrol now, fun fun fun!! 🙂

Well done to everyone who got their results today and all the best for your futures,

Brittany 🙂