I've had an amazing night out, not hung over woop! wnet for a swim ,grabbed pastries and orange juice, hang out with my brother-perfect sunshine sumemr feeling.
Then we go home get made a fry-up and told our parents are spliting up because my dads been in love with someone else for 3 years...great.
Sunday, 21 March 2010
Wednesday, 3 March 2010
Now the world throws you a curve ball
Isnt it interesting how when its all turned to crap and you can't deal with any more monotony suddenly somewthing jumps up or lots of things, to remind you how lucky you are. so as work killed me with its unchallegingness and teachersall appeared to be idiots ,out of the mist appeared three good things. number 1 an adult art class still life ,dont yet know if itll be nude people but we shall seee...Secondly a trip to dublin (yummy accents) with my 23 year old cousin woop woop!! and thirdly well youll have to wait and see its way to early yet...:P plus my friends make me smile and giggle to much for words!
ps amelie is an amazing film i want a traveling gardern gnome!! also johnny mad dog is a brutal but important film!!
ps amelie is an amazing film i want a traveling gardern gnome!! also johnny mad dog is a brutal but important film!!
Monday, 1 March 2010
A Crystal Ball
'I wonder sometimes if this will fade become a memory, I wonder who I'll become, whether i'll be good enough, strong enough, to make it in this world. Maybe I will maybe I won't. I hope I will. I hope that it will all work out that I'll be the person I want to be, even-tempered, loving, kind, beautiful- a strong independent woman. But this is in the future ,my future as yet unwritten.' from an earlier me.
This picture makes me think of alot of things, it captures a whole summer for me.Odd,considering it was taken at school. In a time when things seemed simpler in retrospect ,which of cousre they weren't, but thats what it is for me, a memory when the group was new on it's 'boom' ,when we could curl up in sun and bath in it's warmth like well fed kittens. When exams were only just showing there heads. As you can imagine a time i love to romantise in my mind , just as some day i will romantise the time im in now. Why is it we never see at the time ,what we will later miss?
The Explanation (of thee title)
Greetings,
First of all i think i need to explain my choice of name for this 'blog'. I don't know what i'm going to inscribe on my corner of the tinternet yet, meaning i don't know what the hell i'm gunna talk about but my friend said today i should write one. Me being me thought why not? worse that can happen i end up with stupid words moldering away in cyberspace. I'm going off on a tangent ,oh well*sigh*, what i was tryin to say was with no clue of what this is about i came up with two names: 'if my mind was a bureau', the idea being if it was i wouldn't need a blog to organise thoughts and act as a bureau does for letters,photographs and most other junk. The other was 'A welsh dresser of ones own' this comes from two main concepts. (i seem to have a thing about twos today.) Firstly the fact i have a dresser in my living room from my father's godmother and i feel attached to it and also it seemed perculiar and intriguing which is what i want this blog to be! The 'of ones own' is taken from a Virginia Wolf book called 'a room of ones own' which my mother talks about when i try and explain how i feel about space aswell my need for it ,so the blog was meant to be about space to:) Well that made such little sense,but atleast there's more nonsense to come...
First of all i think i need to explain my choice of name for this 'blog'. I don't know what i'm going to inscribe on my corner of the tinternet yet, meaning i don't know what the hell i'm gunna talk about but my friend said today i should write one. Me being me thought why not? worse that can happen i end up with stupid words moldering away in cyberspace. I'm going off on a tangent ,oh well*sigh*, what i was tryin to say was with no clue of what this is about i came up with two names: 'if my mind was a bureau', the idea being if it was i wouldn't need a blog to organise thoughts and act as a bureau does for letters,photographs and most other junk. The other was 'A welsh dresser of ones own' this comes from two main concepts. (i seem to have a thing about twos today.) Firstly the fact i have a dresser in my living room from my father's godmother and i feel attached to it and also it seemed perculiar and intriguing which is what i want this blog to be! The 'of ones own' is taken from a Virginia Wolf book called 'a room of ones own' which my mother talks about when i try and explain how i feel about space aswell my need for it ,so the blog was meant to be about space to:) Well that made such little sense,but atleast there's more nonsense to come...
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