brave heart

ohmygod ellie. you are adorable

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Malls are loud, crowded and confusing and I hate them and I wish I didn’t have to go to a mall to go to a bookstore 

Or better yet, I wish there was a mall that’s JUST bookstores like every store is a bookstore and there are no other stores 

that is a good idea and if anyone wants to steal it and make their own bookstore mall please do 

ELLEN WHAT? CAN I COME TO I’VE BEEN CAJOLING MY SISTER INTO LETTING ME GO!!!!!!!!!

Of course!!! The details aren’t set in stone yet and it’s pretty close to my IGCSEs so I might not be able to go and also my parents might be against it and all but 

but for now let us pretend that it will happen and that you are coming along as well 

redrumming replied to your post: This is my amount of mugs of tea I drink to amount…

i drank two fills of my water bottle, a can of coke and half a bottle of ribena and i only peed once ellen ONCE!

Effie, I have a theory. I’m not good at science, but hear me out 

I bet you’re actually 100% liquid and that’s why you are small 

everything you eat just goes right out, but everything you drink stays 

that’s why you don’t have to pee all the time 

i’m right, aren’t i? 

i’m totally right. 

This is my amount of mugs of tea I drink to amount of times I need to pee ratio:

1:5

“Let’s face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren’t invented in England or French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren’t sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig. And why is it that writers write but fingers don’t fing, grocers don’t groce and hammers don’t ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn’t the plural of booth beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, 2 indices? Doesn’t it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it? If teachers taught, why didn’t preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites? You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm goes off by going on. English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race (which, of course, isn’t a race at all). That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible.”

— (via -sorry)

Dear parents, 

Please let me go to the Harry Potter exhibition in Singapore with Sakina this coming September and I will never ask for anything again 

except for maybe a new laptop and for you to pay my college fees

Thank you. 

Yrs, 

Ellen Lee 

yauhui:

I was told to write something about monsters. I tried writing a song, but I realized that in my tone deafness it came out sounding more like a poem - so here’s a poem:

They’re lurking under your bed
They’re lurking in your head
They’re the birds in the sky
They’re the reflections in your eye

They’re the shadows on the wall
They’re the weirdos that crawl
They’re looking with three eyes
They can sniff out your lies

But I don’t wanna write about monsters
I don’t wanna write about monsters
Please don’t ask me why
Please don’t ask me why

They’re breathing down your neck
They’re feeling up your back
They’re combing your hair
Hey that isn’t fair

But I don’t wanna write about monsters
I don’t wanna write about monsters
Please don’t ask me why
Please don’t ask me why

Oh nice!