I once saw a daisy,
It waved in the breeze,
And I felt a bit hazy,
And weak at the knees,
So I looked at a pansy,
But saw some buzzin' bees,
And I thought,
Oh how lovely,
To wave in the breeze.
BE AMAZED.
Wednesday, 21 August 2013
Sunday, 21 April 2013
One More Day, One More Dawn, On Day More!
Tomorrow you'll be worlds away,
and yet, in NZ, my world has started,
Yes, tomorrow We are on our way to England. We had to say goodbye to people, which is very nasty indeed:( However, it is quite exciting to be actually this close to something this big.
I'll try and keep updating frequently, so that you can follow along. The first stop it Bangkok.
Farewell!
and yet, in NZ, my world has started,
Yes, tomorrow We are on our way to England. We had to say goodbye to people, which is very nasty indeed:( However, it is quite exciting to be actually this close to something this big.
I'll try and keep updating frequently, so that you can follow along. The first stop it Bangkok.
Farewell!
Tuesday, 16 April 2013
The End of an Age
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
My braces are of.
It is awesome.
It is WEIRD.
There is nothing to hide behind.
No little mental shields in your mouth.
I am EXPOSED.
Free.
Shiny.
Different.
AWESOME
Photos coming soon...
My braces are of.
It is awesome.
It is WEIRD.
There is nothing to hide behind.
No little mental shields in your mouth.
I am EXPOSED.
Free.
Shiny.
Different.
AWESOME
Photos coming soon...
Sunday, 31 March 2013
On My Mind
I am currently feeling EXCESSIVELY CHEERFULL.
Before I was feeling excessively out of touch with reality.
Anyhoo, I put on vast amounts of eyeliner and blue green and orange eyeshadow ALL THE WAY UP TO MY EYEBROW on one eye, and then, with a reality convicing crazily villainous face sprung into Sister Ruth's room.
We are working out clothes to take on our holiday, so I wrote a Travel Guide for the Economic and Miserly Minded Meander.
SUCH EXCITMENT.
I think I am scarying my family no end. I must remind myself to use self contol, instead of bawling out Les Mis as the top of my voice all the time.
On the topic of Les Mis, it is amazing how it comes up all the time. For instance, we saw a cusion today with said something like:
"Grandma, You've a heart full of love!" and a picture of a granny and her sentermental grandchild.
So what did I think?
" A heart full of love! A night bright as day! And you must never go away, Cosette, Cosette! etc. etc. etc."
And then it rained, and we all know what that means, right?
I think I might become a hermit after all.
Or a scary old lady with lots and lots of smelly squat dogs and a suffocating perfume.
PS I want to play Javert. Do you think they'd take me?
Before I was feeling excessively out of touch with reality.
Anyhoo, I put on vast amounts of eyeliner and blue green and orange eyeshadow ALL THE WAY UP TO MY EYEBROW on one eye, and then, with a reality convicing crazily villainous face sprung into Sister Ruth's room.
We are working out clothes to take on our holiday, so I wrote a Travel Guide for the Economic and Miserly Minded Meander.
SUCH EXCITMENT.
I think I am scarying my family no end. I must remind myself to use self contol, instead of bawling out Les Mis as the top of my voice all the time.
On the topic of Les Mis, it is amazing how it comes up all the time. For instance, we saw a cusion today with said something like:
"Grandma, You've a heart full of love!" and a picture of a granny and her sentermental grandchild.
So what did I think?
" A heart full of love! A night bright as day! And you must never go away, Cosette, Cosette! etc. etc. etc."
And then it rained, and we all know what that means, right?
I think I might become a hermit after all.
Or a scary old lady with lots and lots of smelly squat dogs and a suffocating perfume.
PS I want to play Javert. Do you think they'd take me?
Wednesday, 20 March 2013
News.
This Morning
I was attacked today.
By a juicer.
See? The juicer isn't too good no more either.
I was attacked today.
By a juicer.
See? The juicer isn't too good no more either.
This Afternoon
I got my hair cut.
My arm is quite exciting.
Anyway, I will now go. Have a smashing ( in the non-literal sense of the word) day:)
Sunday, 17 March 2013
Musings
Hola!
How is life?
It is raining which is AWESOME!
MY guinea pigs are fat. There is no use denying it.
I just finished the Goblet of Fire. It was fairly awesome. I may not recover.
I have slightly given up on Jurassic Park, but I think I'll try and finish it.
What do you think of an acting career?
Pintrest is awesome.
As is Blimy Cow. Most of the time.
Les Mis is pretty.
I like paramecium.
they so cute.
Bye bye.
P.S. I had a thought a while ago. I was like "I don't feel mad". It was weird.
Tuesday, 5 March 2013
Hermitage.
I want to be a hermit. Here's why:
1. No one to be around. Free to write your novel criticizing the public without having to interact. Frankly, I think I've had just about enough of that for a lifetime.
2. No responsibility. Not like, "Oh I gotta get up to go to so and so." but like, " I think I'll stay in bed all day and cry." and then you don't make an excuse.
3. Warbling. As loud and out of tune and peskily as you wish. All day. The same tune.
4. Having conversations with people in your head, and not getting funny looks as you argue to them.
5. NO PHONE.
6. I will be a hermit with internet. That never breaks down.
7. Acting your favorite movies out in peace.
8. Never looking at an undesirable textbook again.
9. Free reign to scream at the top of your lungs. I've always wanted to do that. A real throat braker. On a hill, possibly in the rain. Such fun.
10. No "saying the wrong thing". If you do, your imaginary friend doesn't get it anyway. They tend to pretty thick.
But I don't think I will. There don't seem to be many free caved hills around the place. And Mother wouldn't approve.
Perhaps I'll write a book.
1. No one to be around. Free to write your novel criticizing the public without having to interact. Frankly, I think I've had just about enough of that for a lifetime.
2. No responsibility. Not like, "Oh I gotta get up to go to so and so." but like, " I think I'll stay in bed all day and cry." and then you don't make an excuse.
3. Warbling. As loud and out of tune and peskily as you wish. All day. The same tune.
4. Having conversations with people in your head, and not getting funny looks as you argue to them.
5. NO PHONE.
6. I will be a hermit with internet. That never breaks down.
7. Acting your favorite movies out in peace.
8. Never looking at an undesirable textbook again.
9. Free reign to scream at the top of your lungs. I've always wanted to do that. A real throat braker. On a hill, possibly in the rain. Such fun.
10. No "saying the wrong thing". If you do, your imaginary friend doesn't get it anyway. They tend to pretty thick.
But I don't think I will. There don't seem to be many free caved hills around the place. And Mother wouldn't approve.
Perhaps I'll write a book.
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