Things to do instead of Writers block

I am a self-admitted victim to the toils of writers block. So I decided to make a list of things to do instead of staring, mindlessly at a computer with a cursor that blinks mockingly in my face.

So here is my list (that largley invloves many forms of procrastination):

1. write something, anything, that is completely different.
2. bake cookies.
3. watch vloggers on YouTube.
4. Burn cookies.
5. watch celebrity talk shows on YouTube.
6. Eat cookies anyway.
7. Read fanfiction.
8. clean desk.
9. reorganise desk
10. clean wardrobe.
11. throw out practically all your clothes (none of them fit you anymore) 
12. Rearrange clothes according to colour and type of clothing (cause we all like pretty rainbows in our cupboards.)
13. find homework.
14. stare at homework intently.
15. give up on homework and go back to whatever you are trying to write.
16. Stare at blinking cursor.
17. write a bunch of swear words about how you hate your life.
18. Play Octagon (in case you don't know what this magnificent game is, oh I can't be bothered telling you, just get it, its great).
19. Make meringues because you only need two ingredients (1 cup sugar, 4 egg whites, whisk together until stiff peaks form, blob on trays and cook in a preheated oven at 225 degrees for 30-40 minutes)
20. google the longest german word and try to memorise it (btw its 'Donaudampfschiffahrtsgesellschaftskapitän')

So, there you go. There is 20 things to do when you have writers block. Hopefully by the end of it, you have thought of something else to write.

Book Review, To All the Boys I've Loved Before

Title: To All the Boys I've Loved Before.
Author: Jenny Hann.

I didn't know what to expect when I first started reading this book. I had heard a basic plot outline from the person who recomended it to me. So I was curious.
To All the Boys I've Loved Before is about a 17 year old girl, who in order to get over somebody writes them a very deeply felt love letter, which she never sends and keeps in a box below her bed. Predictably you can guess what happens... all the letters get sent, and plot line ensues.
I found this book unpredictable, I did not guess the ending from the reading the first couple of pages (as you can do with most fluffy romance novels... not that I'm complaining) and as the book progressed I fell more and more deeply in love with the characters.
This book seems to check all of my boxes, it has:

• A squeal-worthy romance.
• a sexy bad-boy guy, with a cocky attitude (does it get any hotter?)
• Bad driving.
• love triangles.
• Korean food.
• and, a great family dynamic.

And the last one is what really impressed me about this book, I find stories which include families much better and more relatable than those who seem to leave the family almost completely out. There is many a scene, where the banter between the three sisters leaves you giggling either at the book, or the memories it evokes of your own siblings.

The only downfall I found in this book was that the begining was rather slow. Although, apart from that, I found this book to be a great, fun read. Perfect for a lazy day when you just want a laugh. 

Click here for Goodreads link.

Maturity

   There seems to be a common misconception amongst some teenagers that being mature is equivelent to doing "adult" things. My year level at school is a prime example of this; there are constantly stories floating around about all the things girls have done on the weekend.
   I go to an all girls school, basically this ensures that gossip gets around the place like rapid fire. I know this from personal experience, when something happened to me on a Saturday night and by Monday morning the ENTIRE year level knew (our year level consists of about 200 girls).
   Anyway, this is not what I wanted to talk about. I want to talk about something that happened to me resently. One of my friends in 16 years old and she came to me the other weekend and the conversation went something like this:

Friend: GUESS WHAT?!
Me: What?
Friend: well, you know that guy I was talking about?
Me: Yeah, did he ask you out?
Friend: well no, but he was at my house and we kissed and then we... um..
Me: um... what? what happened?
Friend: well, you know...
Me: I have a faint idea, but I want to hear you say it.
Friend: We... *after lots of stalling* we had sex...
Me: What?! are you dating now?
Friend: No, he's not ready...
Me: but you lost our virginity to him?
Friend: yeah, well, I'm pretty mature...
Me: yeah...

   THIS is what I'm talking about. She had sex, she wasn't on the pill, she had known the guy for a month and she wasn't dating him, she wasn't in any kind of relationship with him and she thought that she was MATURE?!
   No. That is ridiculously imature. That is so short sighted. And that is another problem with my generation. We think we are invincible. That we can drink and do drugs and have sex and there will be no consquences. That doing these things makes us more mature.
   I think that maturity is more an ability to make thoughout decisions that you won't really regret the next day. I think maturity is knowing your limits. And I get that we are young, that we need time to experiement and find our groove. But whilst participating in these risky activites please don't pretend that you are mature doing them.