Doing things

Here's a list of things I like doing:

Wearing glasses' frames that are too big for me

Weeding soft weeds

Cycling

Reading articles

Writing poetry

Science without my teacher

And doing whatever I feel like

I think

That my posts' standards have dropped

And

That I'm an attention seeking loser who fails in life

-Smiggle highlighters sitting on a lonely shelf-

Estival glee

I think I suffered an allergic reaction from eating a longan (dragon eye).

This means when I eat kiwifruit and longans, my lips and throat and tongue go itchy and I get irritated skin.

Not that I eat them often.

I don't seem to like delicacies (if you call them that)

like lobsters, crabs, oysters and other seafood.

I find that metronomes make great accompanists.

Who needs the piano!

My friend invited me to go horse riding with her one day.

I feel Spring coming, in my old and creaky bones

-Jumping with estival glee, she descended upon those surrounding her-

Cat book

Today

I went swimming

my arms feel like lead weights

ploughing through a pool

and read an illustrated DK cat book.

Felt weird.

YEOW!

You finally guessed Anna.

Got subject selections

Music and Latin (and something else)

here I COME!

I want to play the saxomaphone.

-Books flying and banging into walls-

Empty sky

There were no albatrosses.

Apparently (according to me) the zoo takes no interest in albatrosses.

And

We only got three hours at the zoo.

So we didn't do much.

I did want a Tasmanian devil, they're so cute!

but they are NOT domesticated and

are NOT for sale.

And they're endangered.

I should've known better.

My brother is watching fat drunks fight each other on TV.

A.K.A: Wrestling

I told him to get that junk off the screen

He says he likes it.

Gosh, so many steroided guys on it.

I don't see how interesting it is.

And Americanised.

Fat dude sucking a lollipop?

On wrestling?

...

Raining dancing on the window panes

Chowder Felis

Today

I made other sculptures out of my paperclips.

I also lost a pair of scissors

and snapped my already broken ruler in half.

I also got to see my clay cat Chowder Felis (pronounced *fear-less*) after his frightful experience in the kiln. Hope he makes a full recovery soon.

Tomorrow

I'm going to the zoo

wonder if there'll be any albatrosses...

-Skateboards gathering dust at a skate park-

Another day

Today, I had a great geography casual. Yay!

I guess that's only because I like the way he teaches and I'm the only one in my class who can name the capital city of Finland, etc.

He doesn't make us copy out junk we don't even understand into our books like my usual teacher who I've only had two times.

Anyway, another matter to cover.

MY SCIENCE TEACHER THINKS ROTE LEARNING IS FANTASTIC!!!!

What century are we living in? I want to bash her head in. Not that she's a great teacher anyway.

So

that was my day laid open before you.

-Pens dancing over a mouse pad-

Paperclips

Well. Today. I. Bought. Coloured paper. And. PAPERCLIPS!!!!

Those who know me will know what paperclips mean.

Anyway

I'm taking up a new hobby

paperclip sculpting

Master chef mania is sweeping through my home.

Dedicated to the paperclips-

-Wires are floating down a river in their cossies-

Stages

I think I know two reasons why I get nervous giving speeches

-I'm afraid of what people would think of me-

-I'm falling asleep listening to my own speech-

Now you know why I'm don't like giving speeches.

Yesterday, I sang, and it was pretty cool up there in part of my school's Gala Music Evening.

Today, I'm working on an English task and I bought silver and black paper for it. Hoping to turn the gorilla's brain into mush.

Stars are mocking those below them.

Late Again

I was late again. I caught the exact same train. And it got delayed (again).

I'm sure quick to learn.

Today, my mum suddenly bought a new television... I was very much surprised.

Tonight I am going to sing in front of an audience.

I have a VERY serious case of stage fright so...

I don't know about how it'll go.

Dressed in black.

Experiences

Today I was late for my train.

Well, not originally.

It's just that, the train was late so there was more people than usual which meant overcrowding.

And I don't like elbowing my way through a crowd so I caught a later train. So I was late.

Anyway, today, I am filled with resentment towards a certain gorilla in my class.

I am not happy.

Vacations are strolling through a park.

I made a fresh start.

I did a title page I'm actually proud of and I redid my maths work neater and more sensible. Learning nothing in geography.

But I left my pencil case at home.

School was... like I'd never left. But the Gorilla is brattier than ever, making me will myself not to challenge it to a raise-your-hand contest.

I realise with a startling jolt that only three out of let's just say 10 teachers who have taught me for a whole semester DO NOT KNOW my name. That is a big load of bullcrap.

Eating Yellow and white eggs and ham.

School poos

School tomorrow! I dunno what to say.

Playing a marathon monopoly game with my brother... he is... let's just say... having the upper hand.

Hungry means bored and I am hungry most of the time...

Drawing jellybeans on my hand.

If you gain wisdom from staring at your belly button, it’s “omphaloskepsis.”

Dreading it

I am filled with dread and anxiety for myself (I know, selfish) because school days are gradually looming closer and closer and then, BAM! Back in the school system... oh so much to do, so little time... Lack of sleep, here I come.

A blue metronome.

Occasionally, I am struck down with longing for primary school

-Bursting out crying, I will myself to smother those feelings of longing for my primary school-

This post is beginning to sound like an over-exaggerated romantic longing.

But I really do miss it...

Comparisons

Weeding is like a maths problem

If you go at the whole thing at once, you just struggle and don't get anywhere.

But if you do it bit by bit, it'd be a lot easier

Typing is like playing the piano.

That's why I don't play the piano.

Sad thoughts

Oh, so sad! Another day half way through, then the holidays shall end!
How drastically depressing to the spirit.
Only 3 and a half days left.

Knitting squares for -Wrap with love-

A new Kite
Beautiful designs, patterns
Ready to fly

A Windy Day
A lonely park

Then

Power lines

A gasp
A dive, a plunge
Treading wearily

A look around
a glimpse
of an unknown

Then,

you trip

Nothing

I've been thinking, as usual,
-What have I been doing for two weeks?-
And I knew the answer. Nothing. Nothing much.
What a poo.
Would I call it a waste of a whole two weeks?
Not really. I did enjoy myself.
Still got another science report to complete...
What is there to say?

Eating frozen yoghurt.

I've just been sailing through some memories. It's sad... I dunno why but... just knowing you'll never relive that day.

I've been pondering over a certain question for quite a while-

- Are we the same person as we were in the past?-

Now there's a strange question with real character. You might say-

-Obviously, this blogger does not understand the question she's asking. Of course! They're the same person, with the same name, siblings, life, duh!-

Or an other random person might say-

- Strange I never thought of that. I do suppose you can change quite a bit over the years, so yes and no. Physically, yes and on the inside... not really I suppose.-

I don't mind who you choose to answer like, or you mayn't even answer like that, so long... you do a bit of idle thinking.

Loner

Well, today, I'm still a loner.

Haven't done much... just a day spent at the library, and a park climbing trees and doing bridges on grass with no bindiis. Yummy!
I'm lazy and old. I know old spinsters would probably laugh their head off if they're reading this... not likely that they are though.
Can't believe the holidays are almost gone. Back to the monotonous, boring, dull, conformed way of school life. *groan*

Clouds drifting across an otherwise empty sky.

Welcome

Ok...well, WELCOME!

To myself and random people who might just happen to see this new and inexperienced blogger post a post. Of course, I prefer it to be this way. A loner in the world of blogs...no public-speaking involved. Yay!

The fuggaboolians say HI!