crisis averted

im THINKING that ive stumbled across a crisis.
my blog that is.
last time i posted it was 1st december. aaaand now, its five days before christmas.
what??
i still have to brave the shops to get presents. which is lame. cause i dont rrreally feel like fighting over some or other product with some grumpy fellow shopper.
not to mention the total breaching of personal space issue.
ugh.
maybe i'll just go hide in the movie theatre for a while and try convince myself i did some shopping. or maybe not.
all in all december has just felt rushed..or like its gone too fast.
and even though im back in Cape Town..im leaving (again) soon for yet another holiday on the beach.
skin cancer much?
ok, thats bleak.
i wish i could just be in the sun and surf and chill and not get burnt.
although i suppose thats why Piz Buin was invented.
yay.

ok, now that ive typed up a whole lotta rubbish...ima post it**

dead on december

wow...it's december. it's here...so quiclky.
it's been like 2 weeks since i blogged anything--thats kind of a long time actually*

im kinda feeling like this right now...



((and yes...it seems that i have resorted to using stills from Alice in Wonderland to show how im feeling))

School finished yesterday. aaand im happy (kinda) about it.
Apparently i shouldnt say goodbye anymore so im not going to and that will make C and A happy im guessing.

but yea...tomorrow is my last day in Cape Town for a really long time. im pretty sure im going to miss everyone. i wanna be with my friends right now. like in the morning before an exam.
hmmm. thats, like, very emo thinking.

IM HAPPY.
yes.
i really really am.
:o

im kinda wondering when next im going to get to blog...wow...looooong way away.
i suppose for now im off to places and beaches and bungee jumping.



i want to run away.

A and C and L;
miss you all
love you all

Boy can i babble

well...now that my blog has been rectified from being in Persian (yes, it changed its own language :o) and i can now actually read everything i need to (thanks cheyenne for your wonderful battery killing help)

**i can now get back to blogging**

this kinda means i should maaaybe switch my brain on.
which is technically something i should have done this morning cause i still havnt gotten round to starting bio.
hmmmmm.

tick tock tick tock

sigh**

is that enough writing for an update post?
because my words of wisdom have temporarily been impaired of late.
OH dear.

and ive decided that One Tree Hill was really cliche when they made Nick Lache (former mr jessica simpson) feature as himself (and sing) in episode 21 (or so). laaaame. he's such a one hit wonder.
no wait.
he didnt even have a hit.

ANYWAYS, ima get back to telling everybody how awsum i am.
HA.HA
lame.

OH and p.s - lynsayanne, that Austria vacation your going on. it's not fair.

the end

try a little paroxide

Okay...so im sitting at my hairdresser and im waiting.
for 4O minutes.
because the dye that im using to make my hair of a lighter colour needs that long.
But he had to mix a bit of paroxide in with the dye.
and in all seriousness--anyone who has ever had any sort of paroxide on their hair will know that it ITCHES!!!
aaaaaaaa all i wanna do in life is scratch my head right now.
but i cant.
noooooo. its getting worse as i talk about it.
DEATH.

ok, ok, just breathe people lol* i can use my blog to distract me from the itch.
Sigh-okay, i have now got 3O min to wait.

SIGH......

oh and im also secretly being REALLY paranoid cause im hoping this wont be too blonde.
THAT could be an interesting confrontation with ms bekker

im starting to hear a voice of nagging in my head again...
(stop your nonsense cheyenne)
but lets get serious now---i post more than you ever will

SO--now that ive put that out there.
The sun seems to be coming out of hibernation at last. But the wind is lame becasue it means the waves are not so keen bean.

ive been sitting at my computer for about an hour...doing what? i have ZERO idea.
i was kinda half downloading the new itunes (which is taking far too long for my liking) and creating a playlist. OH aaand admiring my mom's new ipod which im stealing as of now...the new nanos are SO cool--i want i want. records videos and has radio (about time). but ya--if anyone feels like buying me one that'll be grrreat.
thaaaanks.

my weekend went by without me studying a scrap of bio.
im still pondering whether this is a reasonably acceptable thing or a very bad mistake.

ANYWAYS tomorrow is another day---although i cant see myself studying much bio cause im going to book my drivers (how boring and time wastingly consuming) and get a hair cut (after a very long time...(for me))

OH and it's about 2 weeks till plett.
which is cool--je suis excitee pour ma vacance a plett.
oh jeez. why am i voluntarily typing french?????????????????????
could it be withdrawal?
erm...
no.

speaking of withdrawal--Cheyenne..you really should get a new hobby because pestering me with so many smses can be costly (for you...because i have free smses infintely mwahahahahahahaaa)

ok..now im just writing rubbish to make my blog post seem longer. maybe i should post something worthwhile sometime...watch this space*************

love to all :)

Hello, im Kalk Bay

**a pretty amazing little place

Putting an end to procrastination

**soo..ive been procrastinating about blogging of late.
[[EVER so sorry to keep ALL (three) fans on hold :p ]]
BUT then i face a dilema cause then when i WANT to blog--well--the timing of the want is wrong.

EITHER WAY. im here now.

My house was like some circus tonight--a whole lot of relatives, three toddlers playing and screaming and banging on a piano and a dog who would not stop barking.
l.o.l.
oh and then i had to wash dishes. lots and lots of dishes.
woo.hoo.

but on the good side of the evening--i finally own the Lion King on dvd. This is a huuuuge moment for me because ive been trying to get it for like 4 years. But stupid Walt Disney studios only releases it every 10 years and its not sold in South Africa. HONESTLY now.
But in all seriousness..my collection is ALMOST complete :D

ANYWAYS--i have too much time before my next exam. I actually like having an exam cause it means seeing friends...who i miss very much.
no--but seriously---it's getting closer to the 30th (or whichever date english 3 is on) and thats the official last day we're all together.
SIGH.
in all truth i want to cry.

ANYWAY--both C and L (and possibly A) said my blog is too emo so...
erm
smile smile smile
laa dee da
hahahahahahahaah
lol lol lol

etc etc

thats happy enough.
maybe im just not a generally happy person. or maybe my thinking on a deeper level is mistakened as emo-ness.

BUT--i love you my three followers lol***
a lot.

:)

unproductiveness

so...i love english literature. i really do.
BUT--studying it is a whole different story.
I havnt started yet.
Yes.
I actually had the whole day but oh well, such is life.

But, A- just because you believed me when i said i would study--i shall because i cant go lying now can i.

i just need to figure out how best to approach this situation of studying.

*krrr krrr krrr

its raining...still. im all for it but maaaybe, just maaaybe...is it not meant to be summer right about now?
I want more rain. and thunder. and lightening. NOW.

SIGH--today was not a wonderful day*

images that remind me of my 3 blogging friends :)

cheyenne*
[bubbles...it just seems to stick]



lynsayanne*
[the amount of pictures of cupcakes on your blog--it's hard not to relate them to you]



andreajane*
[shooting star...self explanatory :)]

rain, rain- stay right here

**im kinda being telopathecally forced to write a new post...yes, i can feel the pressure

okaaaay...hmmm well....it's raining.
but what's new.
it's been doing so for...what?...four days
but im not complaining.
cause rain is very very amazing and i should just go live somewhere out in the country where it's beautiful when its raining. (oo, like in Pride and Prejudice movie---i'll just go live there...thaaanks*)

akrikaans is over...and i know i was right A cause---hmmm...im always right.
ok, not really but in theory its cool to think that i am.

SIGH..this weather makes me want to go and hike into the mountains where all that mist is and be all "im adventurous" ish.
BUT..in all serious..im not really gonna go hike up a mountain at 21.30 to find some mist. maybe i'll just go stand outside in the rain.
YAAAAAAAY

--- new realities ----

Windswept fairytales and disenchanted lullabies
She’s just another Cinderella wishing for her dreams
Her sparkling eyes
Almost hide her demise
As her laughter screams a melody of pain

She has already seen it all
Too bad she’s going to fall
This little angel only three feet tall

Nothing really happened to those warm, loving arms
They vanished along with everything else
And to no surprise
A life made up of lies
Squeezed her soul just a little bit smaller

She has already seen it all
Too bad she’s going to fall
This little angel only three feet tall

Her dimmed life is another sparkling light to fade
Just some other something to unnoticeably change the day
Society lives free
Whilst she cant even breathe
Where are those people that are part of her?

She’s like a star amongst millions the same
A loss of light that can’t even justify a second glance
She’s no threat
To this world she’s met
Just another tragedy of our new reality

She has already seen it all
Too bad she’s going to fall
This little angel only three feet tall

p.s. happy fireworks day

**and remember kids...dont set fireworks near animals. cause they wont like you. and i wont like you. and you want me to like you.
oh ... and also cause it's illegal :p

Ain't no sunshine when it rains

So the rain was short lived---well, at least in my area*
but then--as if to reintroduce summer to my life the sun came out and out popped a rainbow.
SIGH...tomorrow is maths lit paper 1...im SO stressed. OH.MY whatever shall i do.
haha.
no.
i love this part of exams---i get to school bright and early and listen to my ipod.
the girls who do maths---they arrive at school and start a frenzy of "i don't know how to do that"s and "oh my word, please help me"s.
come to think of it--sounds a bit like my desperation when i have the tendancy to show up before an afrikaans lit exam having NOT studied any of the stories.
BUT, dont fear people. THAT wont happen***

but anyways--here's some good news on the horizon...that burn i said i have...well it's gone semi brown overnight. woohoo. but it's still sore ((so cheyeene dont get any ideas with books or nothing))

SJOE--i can smell the weed from my chronic druggie neighbours wofting into my room. it's kinda gross...but seriously--it's like they blowing it AT my window. But i wont say anything to them cause the man next door is kinda a scary, hairy IT.

aaaaand theeeeen....that's that.
HAPPY DAYS OF NO RAIN

blogging about*

WOW.
posting a blog on ones phone or looking at blogspot on ones phone takes A LOT of patience.
BUT, me thinks said grand effort to blog just shows my true dedication to this awesumness that is blogging.

I feel like mentioning 3 cool people who are awesum enough to blog as well...

cheyenne- you got a blog you got a blog you got a blog you got a blog. now im gonna stalk your blog as much as you stalk mine :p

lynsayanne- i already stalk your blog (as you have threatened me if i do not follow its every post). so i live in fear that one day youll be like "did you see that post" and ima be like "no...AAAA. ill try harder next time".
And maaaybe one day soon ill go look at weheartit.com :]

andrea (stolen middle name: jane) - i reserve commenting on any of your daily habits. [including sleeping habits, preppiness (btw-ur preppiness makes you awesum), choice in boys (or boy) (and yes, thats OTHER than Hunter Parish) and your tv addiction (theres nothing wrong with tv...and weeds is AMAZING)]

SO YEAH--you 3 are awesum and we can all just radiate coolness together.

anyway--my theory of the day ("embrace the sunshine") {which was actually a stolen theory from 2 of the above} didnt end up so well.
I embraced it and then ya---aftersun gel is amazing!! The sun, however, is now my enemy.
Maybe one day in life i will actually resort to something as scary as fake tan.
HAHA, not!!
Ill volentarily go and get an injection before self-tanning...and we all know how i feel about needles.

BUT YAAAA...so another off day tomorrow. MAYBE i will study maths lit...or maybe i wont (*shocker) and i will be happy about the possible rain :)

BUT, not everyone is as lucky as me--some people write history tomorrow...eish. {ok, well i THINK its history tomorrow-could be wrong}
good luck to a very awesum shooting star*

and now, as for me--i might potentially retire from blogging for the evening.

love to you all

Edward Monkton says it best**

It's true...seriously...even though we all have our set dreams and goals and places we wanna visit---we cant be certain where EXACTLY we gonna end up and which people we gonna have in our life and what we going to be doing.

we can just enjoy the journey and hope it amazing when we get to our destination :)

"embrace the sunshine"

thats my theory for the day

*****

Bunny Suicides...cute little sadistic bunnies

p.s: i love november

So...other than finding old poems--my life has not seriously been altered in any way now thats its the second last month of 2009.

ok wow...thats scary!!! this year has gone waaaaay to fast!!
and the shops have already put up christmans decorations...oh SIGH.

anyways--november = closer to year end = closer to end of finals = long holidays = :)

goodnight world**

A very strange poem*

this is a 12-year old's attempt at poetry.
dont laugh. this is very serious.
HA.HA.

When I got my new frog today I noticed something odd,
My supposedly endangered tree frog had turned into a bod.
Oh look I cried as he turned around, you are quite rather handsome,
Are you a man of any importance- for I shall hold you for a ransom.

My fellow man friend I do bequeath,
I am an amphibian from beneath.
My manly body has come a shock to me,
For I’m not used to these feet you see.

My mouth is smaller,
My underarms could kill.
There are stenches coming from places,
Which will no doubtedly make me ill.

And what is this odd roughage I have upon my face,
Its growing longer and longer at an uncanny pace.

My dear frog friend whom I have now conversed,
I do find this situation rather odd.
For when I brought a frog today
I didn’t think he’d turn into a bod.

Answer me this my man friend
Does this transformation cause you despair
Does a frog turned man friend scare you
Or do you even care

My dear frog friend……….

Here we both stand to our surprise,
An odd encounter I shall demise.
I’m now determined to make you my friend
I fear my life might otherwise end

*******

admittingly it comes to an unconcluded end...but i was 12...what do you expect LOL.
ok..now you can laugh.

Baloo- THE cutest puppy you'll ever meet

**Byrnese Mountain Dog**
8 weeks old and she already weighs 11.5kg.

it's normal to resent afrikaans right?

This is what i've decided...
1. i resent afrikaans and everything to do with the damn subject
2. said point above is a result of numerous years of slavery and not-dedication for said subject
3. another addition to above point: my afrikaans Taal textbook is looking at me. MAYBE staring....as though it wants me to remove it off the shelf and actually study (which i havnt done all day)
4. krrr krrr
5. im talking about an afrikaans textbook as though it's another one of my pets.
6. afrikaans text book are not alive...nor can they stare.

SO---ANYWAY

For a lot of people--tomorrow is their first exam. HAH, im already a veteran with these exams...i mean--ive already got a whole subject behind me :D

**please can i tear up my french stuff now??
NOT???
oh wait---maybe there'll be some tool who cheated.
but..here's to hoping i suppose.

Aah--just though of something cool--tomorrow our whole grade is going to be together again. *how touching*
oh wait---ank---no we wont be cause Xhosa girls wont be there. BUT, ok..whole grade minus a few

*******SIGH*****************

i want to sleep...but i cant....but if i could....i would.
and my eyes are burning.
and my life is a constant headache.

BUT WOW---this whole blogging thing has "esculated very quickly" (as SOME people say (no names mentioned))(haha--that was a bracket within a bracket--oh yes)
but as i was saying--im officially hooked. SHAME---i feel sorry for my final report marks at the end of the year.

**i also secretly feel sorry for certain people ((cough lynsayanne))for getting me into blogging cause after i get said marks ima come chase after her.

But there's always optimism in life.
YES.
erm...let's go be....enthusiastic?...about exams. and life. and sleep ((which ive been encouraged to do))

Cyanide Happiness--there's numerous ways to be amused

Faint reminders of nothing...

The secrets and whispers that inhabit my mind have long since been strangers to me. The slightest desires that I possess, to shout out the words that I conceal so easily, are forever thrust aside. I am overwhelmed by the thoughts that have been chipping away at my mentality for what seems to be approximating to my entire existence.

My mind has become a pool of emotion that few have dared to swim in. I wade through it with apprehension and a careful step as I fear the things that I may come across. I am dreadfully aware of the whirlpools of thoughts that could so easily imprison my very being.

The whispers that scream loneliness to me are ever present; ever near; but solitude does nothing to scare, shake or even fracture the weathered wall that has been built up to protect my heart on every side. I fear the words of others that can cause so much anguish and as faint whispers of insecurity leak through the wall, so I try stacking more stones upon it; my added guard for all the emotions that shout out to me to release themselves from where they are hidden inside of me.

Flowing through my veins, the whispers of failures past have long been ingrained onto my heart. Every hurt that I have ever known has been placed somewhere in my soul. Ignoring the protesting shouts, my failure and hurt is pushed aside and I concede to knowing that they are still there. I want to yell out to those who pass by me everyday but stubbornly I give the wicked whispers no space to become mistakes; for nothing can become of something that barely exists.

I am frightened by the expectations that I may not be able to fulfil. Scarred by disappointment I know not to shout out before I have the words to do so. I do not want to generate any false hope or live a self engrossed life, cast into the shadows where only whispers of reality can be heard.

I know not the luxuries of comfortable self expression. My bursting heart holds on by a thread as the shouts are muffled by my stubborn mind. I cannot give reason for something that I cannot explain or properly make sense of and I do not wish for my emotions to be hidden away where they do not belong. Even now as I speak of the perplexity that consumes my insides, I cannot portray everything that I wish to express.

They are the enemies that I cannot confront. They are the tears that I try so hard not to cry. They are the shields that are yet to be penetrated. The darkened shadows and the whispers of the feelings that I once knew reside within me. They have become untraceable to the naïve eyes of many. I speak now of the whispers that will forever conform to the boundaries of my heart. They are all the things that I cannot be.

Mitch Dobrowner Earth Photos*

WELL...if you can get past his ravishing surname then you'll find that he is actually an amazing photographer. He does these shots of features of land or what not and i rate they're amazing