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[picture] I...I...love you
Sunday, 1. October 2006, 14:18:21
My friend said this statement appears in a lot of anime, I thought it was really cute, so I 'photoshopped' it.
xx
P.S One day I promise I'll get round to writing a proper blog, but right now I only really have time to upload pictures. Lot's happened though so I really should update
xx
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P.S One day I promise I'll get round to writing a proper blog, but right now I only really have time to upload pictures. Lot's happened though so I really should update
xx
[photo] Swing
Tuesday, 19. September 2006, 19:03:56
I was looking for a quote which would suit this picture but I couldn't find one. However, I did find this
Pearl S. Buck:
I feel no need for any other faith than my faith in the kindness of human beings. I am so absorbed in the wonder of earth and the life upon it that I cannot think of heaven and angels.
which I felt applied perfectly to the situation I was talking about a while back...
xx
Never ask yours truly to be a builder!
Saturday, 26. August 2006, 16:52:55
Forget flat pack wardrobes, did you ever realise putting together cardboard boxes could be so difficult?
Visited Ikea (heaven) today, in the vain hope of buying some kitcheny type stuff for mum's new kitchen. Instead, came away with these amazing cardboard boxes to try and hide some of the clutter in my room. My gosh. They are the most difficult things to put together!!!
Time started: 22.45
Start off with the lid. Now that wasn't too bad, was it?
Now, it's time for the main body. Unfold it, fold flaps. Sounds simple doesn't it? Well, I'm not gonna be able to keep anything heavier than air in there!
It's time to attempt to follow directions. But do they make any sense to you?!
So, after various different origami techniques (and a few karate style punches) it finally *falls* into place.
The, eventual, finished product.
Time ended: 23.15
30 minutes to build two cardboard boxes!
Whoever thought flat-packed cardboard could be so irritating?!
Pretty pattern though, eh?
xx
Visited Ikea (heaven) today, in the vain hope of buying some kitcheny type stuff for mum's new kitchen. Instead, came away with these amazing cardboard boxes to try and hide some of the clutter in my room. My gosh. They are the most difficult things to put together!!!
Time started: 22.45
Start off with the lid. Now that wasn't too bad, was it?
Now, it's time for the main body. Unfold it, fold flaps. Sounds simple doesn't it? Well, I'm not gonna be able to keep anything heavier than air in there!
It's time to attempt to follow directions. But do they make any sense to you?!
So, after various different origami techniques (and a few karate style punches) it finally *falls* into place.
The, eventual, finished product.
Time ended: 23.15
30 minutes to build two cardboard boxes!
Whoever thought flat-packed cardboard could be so irritating?!
Pretty pattern though, eh?
xx
Thoughts, pressing on my mind
Sunday, 18. June 2006, 21:13:15
Religion seems to have been a large part of my life lately. So last night when I decided I was sick of barely going out I agreed to go to a gig called "sold-out". The only problem was that it was a Christian thing. So, of course I was going to be out of place- what with my growing scepticism and feelings of bitterness towards religion in general. The music wasn't bad, but unsurprisingly there was a break in the middle where they had a 'chat' to us.
The man who was talking up on the stage was a perfectly nice guy, but he was preaching about what was, in my opinion, an extremely debatable subject. He was talking about purity. About how every person starts life as a "pure" being, but because of the mistakes they make they become "impure". He went on to explain that God was the most "pure" person in creation, and that the reason that he doesn't help people in unfortunate situations is because he doesn't want to become "impure" himself. This, of course, is the christian comeback to the standard anti-christianity question "How can god exist when there is so much suffering in the world?"
The entire time he was talking, I was staring, unfocused, at an extremely boring patch of incredibly bland carpet, but my mind was working overtime. I was thinking about everything he said, only unlike most of the people around me I wasn't agreeing with it. No; involuntarily my mind was forming arguments to almost everything he said. And at the time they seemed perfectly clear, only of course by this morning I had forgotten them. A shame really, it would have made an interesting debate. When he had finished he asked the people who wanted to too bow their heads down and say a prayer of thanks to God for allowing him into their hearts to purify their souls. It was around about then that the blank white ceiling suddenly became rather more interesting than the patch of carpet.
It's not that I was deliberately being rude, but by this point my invariably over-reactive mind had gone into over-drive and I was fuming; not only about religion but about the reaction which this simple preaching session had brought upon me. It doesn't help that lately I have been thinking a lot about my little sister, Emily, and how much I miss her. In fact, one of the arguments I thought of during the speach was to do with this sort of situation. I was wondering whether, according to his argument about purification and such-like, people were to blame for ever little thing that happened to them. For instance, when the parents of a small child get divorced, is it that child's fault when they then spend the next however many years suffering at the centre of a highly fueled legal battle? This is why I'm not religious; For me Christianity is to contradictory and I have too many questions that are not satisfactorily answered.
I don't mean to be entirely negative, the man talking did actually make a good analogy. This was that in life humans are very much like hamsters; we wake up in the morning, run around in a wheel going no-where, and then go back to sleep. What is the point. However, his answer to this, of course, was that GOD is the point.
I have loads more to say on this subject, but I'm getting to tired now! If you've got any opinions don't hesitate to talk to me, but I don't want to fight. I'll end by pointing out that despite the flaws I see in religion, and Christianity in particular, my best friend is a recently converted christian, and we are still great friends.
xxx
The man who was talking up on the stage was a perfectly nice guy, but he was preaching about what was, in my opinion, an extremely debatable subject. He was talking about purity. About how every person starts life as a "pure" being, but because of the mistakes they make they become "impure". He went on to explain that God was the most "pure" person in creation, and that the reason that he doesn't help people in unfortunate situations is because he doesn't want to become "impure" himself. This, of course, is the christian comeback to the standard anti-christianity question "How can god exist when there is so much suffering in the world?"
The entire time he was talking, I was staring, unfocused, at an extremely boring patch of incredibly bland carpet, but my mind was working overtime. I was thinking about everything he said, only unlike most of the people around me I wasn't agreeing with it. No; involuntarily my mind was forming arguments to almost everything he said. And at the time they seemed perfectly clear, only of course by this morning I had forgotten them. A shame really, it would have made an interesting debate. When he had finished he asked the people who wanted to too bow their heads down and say a prayer of thanks to God for allowing him into their hearts to purify their souls. It was around about then that the blank white ceiling suddenly became rather more interesting than the patch of carpet.
It's not that I was deliberately being rude, but by this point my invariably over-reactive mind had gone into over-drive and I was fuming; not only about religion but about the reaction which this simple preaching session had brought upon me. It doesn't help that lately I have been thinking a lot about my little sister, Emily, and how much I miss her. In fact, one of the arguments I thought of during the speach was to do with this sort of situation. I was wondering whether, according to his argument about purification and such-like, people were to blame for ever little thing that happened to them. For instance, when the parents of a small child get divorced, is it that child's fault when they then spend the next however many years suffering at the centre of a highly fueled legal battle? This is why I'm not religious; For me Christianity is to contradictory and I have too many questions that are not satisfactorily answered.
I don't mean to be entirely negative, the man talking did actually make a good analogy. This was that in life humans are very much like hamsters; we wake up in the morning, run around in a wheel going no-where, and then go back to sleep. What is the point. However, his answer to this, of course, was that GOD is the point.
I have loads more to say on this subject, but I'm getting to tired now! If you've got any opinions don't hesitate to talk to me, but I don't want to fight. I'll end by pointing out that despite the flaws I see in religion, and Christianity in particular, my best friend is a recently converted christian, and we are still great friends.
xxx
[update] I'm back!
Sunday, 18. June 2006, 20:59:57
I know, I know, I said I'd be back right after half-term. But it's been so busy, like, non-stop busy, 'specially with school work.
So, what's been going on?
Well, first we had exams, which, whilst I din't do brilliantly, I didn't completely fail either. My best result was definately art; I got 86% which was a solid A. The worst was Physics; a result of just 39% (bear in mind that the highest result in my class was 60% and we're meant to be the second set) haha, stupid isn't it! I was, however, quite proud of my Japanese result: 68%- my highest language result, ever! Yay!
Then, in half-term my grandparents took Dani and I to wales to stay for the week in the little house they have there. It's a lovelly place, and it was an incredibly nostalgic trip for me, because until two years ago I went there on a regular basis. Well, not to there exactly but to a house three buildings up the road, which my dad owns. Luckily, it turned out that my dad wasn't there, which was a weight off've my mind- I was scared there was going to be trouble when we went down there. Although, in one way I wish they'd been there, at least they'd have found for themselves that I went, rather than through distorted rumours and gossip.
Anyway, we had a great time- lots of funny pictures taken and several heart-to-heart conversations.
So, what's been going on?
Well, first we had exams, which, whilst I din't do brilliantly, I didn't completely fail either. My best result was definately art; I got 86% which was a solid A. The worst was Physics; a result of just 39% (bear in mind that the highest result in my class was 60% and we're meant to be the second set) haha, stupid isn't it! I was, however, quite proud of my Japanese result: 68%- my highest language result, ever! Yay!
Then, in half-term my grandparents took Dani and I to wales to stay for the week in the little house they have there. It's a lovelly place, and it was an incredibly nostalgic trip for me, because until two years ago I went there on a regular basis. Well, not to there exactly but to a house three buildings up the road, which my dad owns. Luckily, it turned out that my dad wasn't there, which was a weight off've my mind- I was scared there was going to be trouble when we went down there. Although, in one way I wish they'd been there, at least they'd have found for themselves that I went, rather than through distorted rumours and gossip.
Anyway, we had a great time- lots of funny pictures taken and several heart-to-heart conversations.
Rainy days
Monday, 22. May 2006, 15:56:30
So I had a history exam first thing, had to be in school for 9am, then it finished at 10-45. After, I went down to the hair dressers to try and book an appointment, but they were closed.
I decided that I still had ten minutes left before the bus came, so I said I'd walk up to the further bus stop with my friend cause she was lonely, only I obviously can't count, cause I missed the bus. So, i had to get the next bus, which meant getting off in the middle of the village, and walking the 10 minute journey from there.
Of course, as soon as I got on the bus it absolutely tipped it down. And my umberella broke, one of the sticky things snapped and it was flapping everywhere so I gave up with it.
By the time I got home I was dripping wet, and my 'cool' shoes, which I'd only worn because the others broke, were completely drenched. My bag was soking wet (warning- don't use canvas bags on rainy days!) and I was worried I'd break my phone again- have a habit of it you see.
Just as I got to my front door my mum texted me saying "Hi, I'm in town, do you want a lift home?"
Ironic eh?
Unbelievably I was still in a great mood, and still am. Hyper and a little wierd, but great
My history exam went well though, better than I expected.
Now I have to revise, got three exams tomorrow, English Lit GCSE, Maths and Music. None of which are my best subjects.
Ciow
xx
I decided that I still had ten minutes left before the bus came, so I said I'd walk up to the further bus stop with my friend cause she was lonely, only I obviously can't count, cause I missed the bus. So, i had to get the next bus, which meant getting off in the middle of the village, and walking the 10 minute journey from there.
Of course, as soon as I got on the bus it absolutely tipped it down. And my umberella broke, one of the sticky things snapped and it was flapping everywhere so I gave up with it.
By the time I got home I was dripping wet, and my 'cool' shoes, which I'd only worn because the others broke, were completely drenched. My bag was soking wet (warning- don't use canvas bags on rainy days!) and I was worried I'd break my phone again- have a habit of it you see.
Just as I got to my front door my mum texted me saying "Hi, I'm in town, do you want a lift home?"
Ironic eh?
Unbelievably I was still in a great mood, and still am. Hyper and a little wierd, but great
My history exam went well though, better than I expected.
Now I have to revise, got three exams tomorrow, English Lit GCSE, Maths and Music. None of which are my best subjects.
Ciow
xx
Crazy Old Rain Man
Sunday, 21. May 2006, 14:42:34
I just looked out my bedroom window. (It is sooo what I do when I'm not revising, hehe)
And I saw this:
[imgcenter]http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a74/longing2belong/padington.jpg
These people are mad. It is tipping it down and he's cleaning his drive in his fishing gear. The English aren't just eccentric, they're completely mad! What's even more worrying is my parents were doing the same thing this morning, only they weren't wearing bright yellow rubber suits! I think they're almost as mad. Plus, it wasn't raining when they did it.
Hmmm. Crazyness!
xx
P.S. Sorry about the quality- had to zoom it in a bit
And I saw this:
[imgcenter]http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a74/longing2belong/padington.jpg
These people are mad. It is tipping it down and he's cleaning his drive in his fishing gear. The English aren't just eccentric, they're completely mad! What's even more worrying is my parents were doing the same thing this morning, only they weren't wearing bright yellow rubber suits! I think they're almost as mad. Plus, it wasn't raining when they did it.
Hmmm. Crazyness!
xx
P.S. Sorry about the quality- had to zoom it in a bit
Saturday
Monday, 8. May 2006, 20:58:33
I *owe* a proper post about Staurday, and when I get chance I will try to.
Right now, suffice to say it was a great day! We skated in the early afternoon, where I made many new friends, people from the Boy's School and Dani's church club thing. (The JCU people are lovelly, it's the principle of it that I'm against...but that's a different story.)
Whilst the skating was great the train journey back was the highlight of my day. We had to take two trains, one from the rink into the city centre and one from the city to a smaller town nearer where most of us live. the total journey time was about an hour and a half. Which would have been boring, had we not been with interesting people! Since there were so many of us, about 40 in total, we could not sit together on the train and instead split up into smaller groups.
I got seperated from the birthday girls, and instead ended up in a group with some other friends. There were a few girls that I'm in various classes with and a couple boys from the other school. There were'nt any seats so we sat in the corridor section, by the doors, and went hyper, all of us having a great laugh. The journey went too fast!
When we got back to town we tried to go to Pizza Hut for dinner, but they aparently could not make anough food to serve twenty people. (Not everyone went, which was a bit of a drama. But we're a bunch of teenage girls- there are bound to be dramas!) So, instead we went to McDonalds. I'm a bit of a 'health freak', and so, although I don't mind it, I don't eat McDonalds very often. After we'd eaten several people felt ill, so Rob (a guy who I had met before, but only really made friends with on Saturday. He's a very cool guy;)) and I decided to go on 'strike' from McyD's. Only we had to make a couple exceptions to the 'strike'- fries, McFlurries and, at Rob's insistence, the milkshakes.
After McDonalds most people went home. But I really couldn't be bothered to go- staying out was my excuse for not revising! So I stayed in town for a while with a few people. Dani had been quite tired all day, and by this point she was exhausted. Normal people when they get tired just go quiet... But Dani? No, she becomes "stoned", strange really, since she doesn't drink and she mot certainly does not take drugs!
So we were sitting on the steps outside the shopping centre and Dani decided to lie down. Then she started laughing hysterically, and we all went a little hyper again.
[imgcenter]http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a74/longing2belong/IMG_20060506_0051.jpg
Dani's a tramp!
[imgcenter]http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a74/longing2belong/IMG_20060506_0060.jpg
Steph does cartwheels (with no shoes on!)
[imgcenter]http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a74/longing2belong/IMG_20060506_0062.jpg
Noelle's version of a head massage!
[imgcenter]http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a74/longing2belong/IMG_20060506_0052.jpg
Steph flirts with Rob
Apologies for the appalling quality of this blog. I'll try to reerite it when I get chance!
xx
Right now, suffice to say it was a great day! We skated in the early afternoon, where I made many new friends, people from the Boy's School and Dani's church club thing. (The JCU people are lovelly, it's the principle of it that I'm against...but that's a different story.)
Whilst the skating was great
the train journey back was the highlight of my day. We had to take two trains, one from the rink into the city centre and one from the city to a smaller town nearer where most of us live. the total journey time was about an hour and a half. Which would have been boring, had we not been with interesting people! Since there were so many of us, about 40 in total, we could not sit together on the train and instead split up into smaller groups. I got seperated from the birthday girls, and instead ended up in a group with some other friends. There were a few girls that I'm in various classes with and a couple boys from the other school. There were'nt any seats so we sat in the corridor section, by the doors, and went hyper, all of us having a great laugh. The journey went too fast!
When we got back to town we tried to go to Pizza Hut for dinner, but they aparently could not make anough food to serve twenty people. (Not everyone went, which was a bit of a drama. But we're a bunch of teenage girls- there are bound to be dramas!) So, instead we went to McDonalds. I'm a bit of a 'health freak', and so, although I don't mind it, I don't eat McDonalds very often. After we'd eaten several people felt ill, so Rob (a guy who I had met before, but only really made friends with on Saturday. He's a very cool guy;)) and I decided to go on 'strike' from McyD's. Only we had to make a couple exceptions to the 'strike'- fries, McFlurries and, at Rob's insistence, the milkshakes.
After McDonalds most people went home. But I really couldn't be bothered to go- staying out was my excuse for not revising! So I stayed in town for a while with a few people. Dani had been quite tired all day, and by this point she was exhausted. Normal people when they get tired just go quiet... But Dani? No, she becomes "stoned", strange really, since she doesn't drink and she mot certainly does not take drugs!
So we were sitting on the steps outside the shopping centre and Dani decided to lie down. Then she started laughing hysterically, and we all went a little hyper again.
[imgcenter]http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a74/longing2belong/IMG_20060506_0051.jpg
Dani's a tramp!
[imgcenter]http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a74/longing2belong/IMG_20060506_0060.jpg
Steph does cartwheels (with no shoes on!)
[imgcenter]http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a74/longing2belong/IMG_20060506_0062.jpg
Noelle's version of a head massage!
[imgcenter]http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a74/longing2belong/IMG_20060506_0052.jpg
Steph flirts with Rob
Apologies for the appalling quality of this blog. I'll try to reerite it when I get chance!
xx
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