Saturday, 23 October 2010

I'm glad i have this head of mine

I hate growing up, it is not something i intend on doing, everyone knows this.
But sometimes life throws at you situations where you need to grow up slightly.
Moments where you need to be wise.
Moments where you need to look after others, because you know they can't do it themselves just yet.
And it is in these times that I am glad I have this head of mine on my sometimes grown up shoulders.

Tuesday, 19 October 2010

Sometimes it's just one of those days..

That start out pretty normal, nothing to complain about. Then you go into town, asking strangers what their perfect woman is and you meet a completely lovely guy who, with just the right amount of cheeky confidence says, "She has to have ginger hair, glasses and a lip ring" Which of course makes you blush and lost for any other words except for "Thank you" and "Goodbye".

So naturally you stumble away with a mass amount of butterflies in your stomach while your friends laugh at you for how red you went when he described you as his perfect woman. Then you go home and you spend the rest of the day retelling the story to all of your friends about your major fail in life and how you completely lost the ability to flirt during that one vital moment when you really needed to, and now you know that there is no hope of ever seeing the boy with slightly over sized eyebrows but a perfectly cute smile who was shopping for an underwater camera upon the event of the two of you meeting and you spend the remainder of the evening sulking.

And then for whatever reason or series of events, something unexpected decides to creep upon you and change your entire mood for the rest of the night. Leaving you at 11o'clock in the evening sitting on your house mates floor pretending not to cry while he puts on Pretty Woman and pretends to believe you when you say that you are okay and feeds you blueberry millions instead to try and cheer you up.

Sometimes, it's just one of those days...

Friday, 15 October 2010

Just because I love this song

Mom and dad they quite don't understand it,
All the kids they laugh as if they planned it
Why do girls wanna pierce their nose,
And walk around in torn pantyhose, oh yeah

I like the ones who say they listen to the punk rock
I like the kids who fight against how they were brought up
They hate the trends and think it's fucked to care,
It's cool when they piss people off with what they wear, oh yeah

So give me one good reason,
Why we need to be like them
Kids will have fun and offend
They don't want to and don't fit in

Hate the jocks, the preps, the hippie-fuckin scumbags
Heavy metalers with their awful, pussy hair bands
Counting seconds until we can get away,
Ditchin' school almost every single day, oh yeah

So give me one good reason,
why we need to be like them
Kids will have fun and offend
They don't want to and don't fit in

Sunday, 10 October 2010

The Perfect Woman

As part of one of my modules this semester at uni we work in groups to form a theatre company, which at the end of the module will put on a performance. My group are looking into the idea of the perfect woman, started by the original idea of mannequins.

After discussing what we would personally describe as the perfect woman we have decided to ask others what they think. No matter of your age, gender or nationality let me know your idea of the perfect woman and any other thoughts or comments you may have on this matter. I shall try and keep this updated of what people have said and on how our group are getting on with the creation of our performance!

The perfect woman?

Sunday, 3 October 2010

I Have

I Have

I have always been a lover of everything Mother Nature has provided us with.
I have always been fascinated with the sheer extent to which the animal world stretches.
I have always been an adventurer of my surroundings.

I have always wanted to fly.
I have always wanted to run.
I have always wanted to swim.

I have always wanted to feel the shore approach my naked feet.
I have always wanted to stand knee deep in the ocean under a crisp warm horizon.
I have always wanted to glide through the water like the fictional silhouette of a mermaid.

I have always believed that nothing is impossible.
I have always believed that dreams can come true.
I have always believed that you should be careful what you wish for.

I have had my dreams become a reality.
I have swum in the deepest oceans.
I have glided with immaculate beauty alongside Mother Natures most glorious of creatures.

I have begun to tire.
I have begun to feel weak.
I have begun to lose consciousness.

I have lost my snorkel and begun to panic.
I have been hit by a repetition of waves.
I have felt the water fill my lungs.

I have screamed out for help and had no strength to voice it.
I have waved for attention with no ability to stretch my arm from beneath the swallowing waters.
I have kicked my feet to keep me treading water and lost the will to carry on.

I have been noticed at the last moment.
I have been pulled from the water by my hair.
I have been given mouth to mouth and awoken.

I have deposited back to the ocean what it forcefully invaded my lungs with.
I have sat shivering on a boat awaiting my return to shore.
I have vacated the host of my most memorable adventure.

I have learnt what it is to respect my surroundings.
I have learnt what it is to live.
I have learnt what it is to die and survive.

Friday, 1 October 2010

Time of my life

Yes I've had the time of my life, and I owe it all to you <3

Living in 61 is truly amazing. I get to live with my best friends and am getting to know people better who I have never really spent much time with before. We drink an unhealthy amount of both alcohol and tea and we live off Super Noodles and toast. We - absolutely do not - steal traffic cones and street signs, and we play music all the live long day. We have snow fights inside in October and we are basically just amazing.

This is going to be the most fun, most amazing and most hard working year to date. And I am going to love every minute of it, just as I already have so far.

Thank you 61 and all the people who have and are yet to visit, 'The Garden'