300 Followers?! Q+A

So I woke up this morning to 300 followers on my blog, which I think is so cool, considering I only ever started blogging to get into a regular writing pattern for my creative writing a level. Now, I’m no longer doing that a level but this blog is kinda a part of me now haha.

So, I didn’t do a Q+A at 200, but I’ve decided I’m going to do one for 300. So that means you can just send me in questions about anything and I’ll answer them. Whatever you want to ask, go ahead.

Thank you so much for this milestone,


The World According To I

I can see things you can’t see,

Like the moon rising before the sun has drowned,

I can see the grass dying whilst it is living,

I can see the ocean disintegrating,

I can see the world falling,

and no one can see it but me,

so I will cry whilst you all smile,

so I will try for a while,

whilst you don’t need to try,

so I will let it be because otherwise

i must be crazy.

AS Results

I realised I haven’t actually done a post on this yet so here I go. Just over a week ago, I received my AS results. Now, I did alright, really, considering, but I was so upset when I took the exams. Two out of three of them made me feel uncomfortable through reasons I couldn’t help. I think I’ve remarked before about how one invigilator made me feel uncomfortable and the other exam was really noisy and loads of people were outside it.

So, I got my results back, and I’d gotten a D in my creative writing exam (a C overall in both English exams — one was fine, the other was the loud and noisy exam). I was getting As throughout the year in creative writing so this made me really upset. I was happy with the C in English but I just couldn’t accept the D in that creative writing exam. Luckily, due to my grade A coursework in creative writing, overall I got a B. Although a B is really good, I am going to retake the exam because I know I can do better. The exam was awful because of how the invigilator made me feel and next time I’m getting my tutor to invigilate my exams, so that should be better. I just want my grades to add up. If I had been getting Bs throughout the year, maybe I would have accepted the D, but I was much more capable than a D.

I know I often talk down about myself and that, usually, I’d say “see, this D is my real ability” but I’m starting to see that I am alright. My grades show it; my coursework shows it, and I want to prove to myself that I can get another good grade in the exam. I can do it, which is why I’m going to retake. If I believe I can do it, then I’m already halfway there, aren’t I?

I’ve also been looking at a lot of results from fellow bloggers and gasping in awe at their GCSE results because mine were nowhere near as good! I’m so proud of you guys for your awesome results. 🙂


The Blogger’s Story Award

Before I start, I need to give an explanation for my recent absence. As some of you might have noticed, I haven’t been on recently, and that’s because my laptop broke. It is fixed now though and so I can do posts again! Woo!

Firstly, I need to thank my awesome friend A New Chapter for nominating me! She is awesome and you need to go follow her, k?



  • Thank the person who nominated you
  • Showcase the award photo
  • Answer the questions
  • Nominate 3+ bloggers

    What’s your blog name and why did you call it that?

My blog name is Bamboo Chewer. Originally, it was Chewing Bamboo, but in an irrational moment of anxiety, I deleted that blog! [The next day I decided I’d made a mistake and then oops I couldn’t get it back so I had to create a new one. xD] I called it that because my pen name that I used on another site, though I have recently deactivated that, has used the idea of being a “panda”, so I like the idea of pandas in general. As well as this, being a vegan, I have a similar vegetation to pandas (in regards to not eating meat etc — I don’t eat bamboo aha ;P) and I also love to nap! I just love pandas, to be honest.

How long have you been blogging?

Oh a while now! I started in February but, as you know, I did delete my first blog — so this blog has been open for less time. So that’s about half a year! Wow!

How many followers do you have?

I currently have 85 followers! Thank you guys ❤

Who was your first follower?

On this blog, It was My Mind Speaks Aloud, and she is also one of my best friends. Please check her out! She’s amazing and I love her and I’m probably going to steal her cats sometime soon. 😉

What got you into blogging?

Me and my friend Thirteen Purple Roses decided to start blogging together as practice/revision for our creative writing a-level. It’s not something you can really learn so we thought that starting a blog was the perfect way to practice for the exams! It has also become such a passion for me and I love blogging! 🙂

What is your favourite part of blogging?

The community! Everyone is so lovely and welcoming to new bloggers. I always worried about getting followers and comments but I didn’t need to worry because everyone has been so lovely! 🙂 Also, I feel like I can really say whatever I want without the blogging community judging me, which is just awesome! 😀

If you could change one thing about WordPress, what would it be?

A private messaging feature. I have met a lot of lovely bloggers on here who I can’t really talk to outside of WordPress, but unfortunately, there is no way to get to know them better! I need a private messaging feature! Haha 🙂

Why do you continue to blog?

All of my friends asking me when my next post is due (and some, who don’t have blogs, sending me awesome messages in response to my blogs), all you lot with your awesome comments, the fact that it’s fun! Just a lot of reasons really 🙂


OK OK, so I know she has already been nominated but I do this thing of double-nominating her so she’ll do it sooner: My Mind Speaks Aloud 😉

I also nominate Thirteen Purple Roses

My third nomination is, um, you… you there! You, you, you. xD

Thank you for reading this,


The Handwriting Tag

 Hi! Today I’ll be doing the handwriting tag. I was nominated by WordedInk for this — check her out. My handwriting is pretty terrible but here you go.


  1. Write your name
  2. Write your blog name
  3. Write your favourite word and its definition.
  4. Write something nice
  5. Write the title of your favourite song right now
  6. What’re you writing with?
  7. Write a fun fact about yourself.
  8. Write/draw your favourite emoticon.
  9. Write a silly message
  10. Write who you’re tagging.


In case you can’t read (which is probable):

  1.  Lia
  2. Bamboo Chewer
  3. Schadenfreude: to laugh at others misfortune [I’m so nice]
  4. You’re cute. Also: Unicorns.
  5. Umm… No.
  6. Just a black biro 😛
  7. I love cats? ❤
  8. Can it be a kik one: In which case (insert weird drawing of a koala hugging a heart here)
  9. Meow
  10. Although WordedInk tagged you too, I’m still tagging My Mind Speaks Aloud because you have to do it 😛
    I also tag A New Chapter to do it, k?
    Furthermore, I tag
    You have to, k? K.

    Thank you for reading this post!
    It was actually quite fun to do ^-^

Fake Selflessness

True selflessness is the act of not caring for yourself, only for other people. None of us are truly selfless; we eat, we rest, we wear clothes — but that is fine. It cannot be expected for any of us to be truly selfless; it is an impossible task. Some are more selfless than others though and these people often fail to see their own selflessness. These types of people are amazing. Actually, I’m friends with a couple of these, and I am so so proud to be their friend.

The thing that really gets me, though, is fake selflessness. This is when someone does a few favours for you, for nothing, so you assume they’re being kind and considerate, and then they later bring back these favours to haunt you. They use these favours against you to make them look golden and to make you look like someone who doesn’t appreciate them enough. Real selfless people won’t even mention what they’ve done for you; rather, they’d simply shrug it off. Know the difference. Don’t underestimate fake selflessness, either, because they can destroy you just with a few twists of their tongue. Real selflessness can bring you back though. It’s just a matter of who you hang around with.

I’d say I’m neither, but often I need a lot of support from people because of my condition, and some of my friends will give me that and make me smile, whilst others will help and then use it against me. It makes me sad when people do that, but happy when people do another little thing to make my day.

Do you guys know anyone that fits into these two categories?

How would you cope with a ‘fake selfless’ friend?

Thank you for reading,

Lia 🙂

The Psychologist [Short Story]

So I wrote this story and I’d appreciate feedback. 🙂

“How do you feel right now?”

“Like maybe I don’t want to be here… to exist…”

“I see.”

Jeremy Bryan, a qualified psychologist, examines his nineteen-year-old patient, Anya Williams, carefully, watching her every movement. Her nervousness is noticed as her hands clasp onto each other and her teeth chatter. It’s as if she’s cold, but she’s in a well-heated room, with the windows shut.

After a moment, Jeremy smiles.

“Can you explain these feelings?”

“Yes.. um.. It’s like I’m trapped and the only way out is… you know…”

“I see.”

He looks down at his notepad and makes a note, one that is written in terribly rushed handwriting. He then slowly walks his eyes up her body, watching every part of her intensely. Anya’s stomach growls just a bit and she quickly covers it with her arms.

“Do you have any physical ideas?”

“Well, the one that everyone does is pills– and, if you take enough, doesn’t that work and you don’t have to do much it’s just pills and yeah maybe that’d work and then I’d be free–”

“I see.”

Jeremy lifts his eyebrows, and then stands.

“Do you ever watch the moon?” he eventually asks.

“Why?” Anya retorts, standing up as well, so to be on level with him.

“It’s just… the moon is still seen in the day, sometimes, isn’t it?”

“And sometimes it isn’t.”

“But, when it is, Anya, don’t you think that its defied its expectations? We expect it to die once the sun rises, but sometimes it doesn’t, sometimes it stays, and that is something beautiful, isn’t it?”

“I guess…”
Anya walks over to the door, and Jeremy circles his way towards her, focusing his eyes very carefully on the single braid in her hair.

“Why only one?” he asks.

“Too many is too showy.”

“Why worry about what others think?”

“I’m nineteen, dude.”

“I guess. Anyway, I need to ask you something. Do you want to be the moon?”

“No, I want to be dead, thanks.”

Jeremy laughs, inappropriately so, and strokes her braid.

“Then, by all means, do it before the moon falls.”

With that, he opens the door for Anya and watches her go off, a knowing grin following her footsteps. He hears the exit door shut and closes his own door, sitting back on his chair. He puts his feet up on the desk, pulling a newspaper from it. A single article grabs his attention:

Serial suicides?

“Tick, tock, tick, tock,” he says, “tick, tock, tick, tock — bang.” He looks up to the ceiling, pointing a gun at it, then laughing with such enthusiasm that he starts coughing.

The next day, Anya’s body is found lying in her garden, eyes open and looking straight towards the moon. She’s pale, like the moon, and her hands are clasped together, as if she died peacefully. Her mouth is open though, as open as the moon above her. The moon that did not fade after sunlight.

Jeremy Bryan is sat in his office, with another patient, Joseph Fuller-Jones.

“And how are you feeling, Joseph?” Jeremy continues their conversation.

“I don’t know; I don’t feel anything…” Joseph cuts off short, as if he was going to say something else, but Jeremy doesn’t catch this and just writes a note, in rushed handwriting.

“I wonder, Joseph, have you ever watched the moon?”

The next day, Joseph, too, is found dead, on his apartment’s balcony, staring up at the moon, clasping his hands together.

Thank you so much for reading,