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aahh first semester of year two of Uni is over - phew.
what a stressful hullabaloo, i could not be more welcoming to the Christmas holidays!
so i'm kick starting my break with a bit of Lisa Mitchell, [girl crush!]
a new hair do, well more of a hair tidy as my barnet is more of a moppish mullet.
and a new attitude, I so need to ditch the occasional uncalled for moping around. life is fabby and I have to deal with that, no more pessimism from me, no matter how much I do enjoy a good boohoo and grumble mumble.

Tabitha, Age 15. Photographs by Zoe Whitfield

"ONCE upon a time there was an old cat, called Mrs. Tabitha Twitchit, who was an anxious parent. She used to lose her kittens continually, and whenever they were lost they were always in mischief!

On baking day she determined to shut them up in a cupboard.

She caught Moppet and Mittens, but she could not find Tom."

G'Day

I just received a FB message from one of my best friends who moved to Australia when we were teens. He's rubbish at keeping in contact. But i'm always so delighted to hear from him. Really did make my evening. So unexpected.

"No matter what why when or what again happens in my life lol you will always be my Best Friend / Sister =) ♥

Love you lots,
George."

bedtime

i sit here alone, it's quite cold.
i've been with my friend and we've chatted quite boldly.

you're away for a bit and i'm not used to this,
these things that remind me of you.

i wait for you to walk in and warm me up with your smile,
hold me even though you don't want to be held.

it's silly, it's only one day,
but right now it feels like a life-time.

i know i'm not 10, and this it is not the end of the world,
but it's really cold and you bed is real empty!!

i can't make 'the den' like you do by the radiator,
i'm all uncomfortable and fidget and squirm.

i hope i can get some sleep. i hope that your having a good time.
i hope your showing the world just how beautiful you are.

i'll see you tomorrow...

Mary-Kate is my idol

music to my ears

i've just found one of my favourite unsigned artists, whom disappeared off myspace for a while much to my dismay, today i rediscovered her (kait) she changed her name from 'of birds and spectres' to 'local strange'. not as lovely-a name but i love her, her voice, her guitar, her beautiful words.
go find her.

"Hey, Carrots"

a runny yolk

he brings me breakfast in bed,
poached egg on spelt bread,
a dainty dollop of ketchup,
and a runny yolk.

love love

beauty in the brokenness

Ethel my darling yours eyes so bright and blue, won’t you sit and rest your pretty little head against mine?

Stop your worrying, bottle your woes, wrap up those insecurities with brown paper and tie them with string. We’ll take them to the shelf. Safely hide them away. Ponder on them no more, no more.

Unfurrow that brow now; show me your pretty face. Grab that footstool my darling and take up my hand. Close your eyes and listen…hush…that’s your heartbeat.

I hold sunlight in my hands and swallow fireflies. Trust me sweet Ethel for I know the moon, your beauty in the brokenness is precious. Your innocent fingers and cherry flavoured lips are a work of art. Use them wisely.

Hold on to true love, daisy chains and a lock of your red hair, for they are the recipes for a happy life. Your woes on the shelf shall not bother you, if you drink from this cup. Sweetness, do you believe in this?

Sleep now.

seek and you will find

My ray of sunshine has dipped It's head,
It's all got to much, to rubbish, to fast.

I want to clasp It's beautiful face in my hands,
Whisper, "It's okay, I'm here".

Delve undercover to uncover It curled up,
I want to flick the switch so It will shine again.

But I've not got the key, It's hidden!
In a fairytale? An unwritten lyric? A gesture?

I'll set off with my arms and heart open,
I just hope you'll meet me half way, my ray of sunshine.

down the garden path

puts a tingle in your feet

i like to listen to girly songs and smile at the lyrics,
as i walk through the park, past the people lunching on benches,
past the students, and couples, cyclists and pigeons.
sometimes they smile back at me, like they know what i'm listening too,
and that it's good.
i like to pretend that i can play the guitar and be these girls singing girly songs.
so i smile, and pretend.

sometimes they smile back. and i smile more.

XOXO

Enough Said...

he calls me 'Pea Head'

(A shift within your wind, a tangle in your hair)

If we love each other (shyly), and do what clouds do silently, or watch as flowers resemble beauty far less than our breathing.

We can play scrabble with spaghetti letters and sew love notes in between the stems of daisy chains.

We’ll half smoke our cigarettes, and leave them out to burn the night.

I'll wear my dress so I can wear my heart on my sleeve (shyly, shyly), you know that place between wake and sleep…meet me…

This is my breath in your lungs.

you make my heart go 'boom'

So I've been feeling pretty run down of late.
Too much Uni, too much work, too much family going on right now, can't really handle it all. Ended up with a heart beat through the roof & a soaked pillow of tears. Had an ECG scan, my hearts all okey-pokey but got blood tests on Monday eek!! Panic attacks are horrid. Especially when a thing like fireworks sets off another episode! *Shakes fist angrily at neighbours!*

However, I'm starting to relax a bit more now I've organised time to get things done. But I'm no where near on top of this mountain of time consuming crap!

Supposed to be going out tonight but in a rubbishy mood [had a yucky day at work], so I'm watching Gossip Girl [never bothered with it before] recommend by my friend http://riphertothreads.blogspot.com/ and it's actually fabby, I love it. The guys are hot, the girls are hotter! [I so wouldn't say 'NO' to either S or B ha!]

Well I need to go sort out my costume for this Halloween part-ay! Vampire School Girl it is! Oh dear!

Lovers...

Lovers alone wear sunlight, buried amongst the linen and lace, their limbs entwined in sweet embraces, no knobbly knees to break the moment. Still learning how to be small.

Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere; they were in each other the whole time, hiding in those tidy places, you never think to search. They were there whispering, “You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen”.

Lovers see each other in colours that don’t exist, a secret they keep close to their hearts; they wear each others star-studded skin, but they won’t tell the world what they know.

“I thought you had forgotten me.”
“It’s hard to forget you when there is such an empty space when you are gone”

'one of those days'

Today was 'one of those days'...
Slept through my alarm and missed my 9am lecture. As well as making my boyfriend late for work, as i turned off his alarm and didn't tell him it went off.
Go back to mine to change my clothes, then totter in to town to try find my bf a 'chin up chuck' gift. After searching for 3hrs, i found it, the perfect t-shirt. But when i went to leave the store, i was greeted by torrential rain! perfect.
I run to Uni for my 1:00 lecture, scarf wrapped around my noggin, i make it just in time. After numerous lectures and an hours shelving duty at the library, i reach 6:00pm and home time. I quick walk back to my bf's house, hoping to catch him before he goes to band practice. I manage to have a quick convo through his car window. He's had a horrific day, but no time to explain. He's soon gone and i am left alone in the wet. Of course i am wearing inappropriate footwear ie. ballet shoes which have sucked the water up like a sponge.
I've had no time to eat the whole day so by this point i'm running off a tiny slice of wheat free toast and a Caramel Fredo. So the massive pile of wheat free fish fingers and baked beans i made for dinner was a welcome comfort!
Get a text from my bf, am now staying over his after i finish work and to buy some drink for this evening and ciggies. By now the rain is just horrendous, so i grab my broken brollie, which i left at his a while ago. On my way i managed to step in a puddle that went half way up my calf and my brollie snapped in half. Like are you serious!?
Anywho, got some spare clothes, grabbed some Uni work & my Mac, and frogged marched my way to the shops, minus the brollie. Struggling to carry the drink, my bag, laptop and holdall, my shoes squelching out water, i finally collapsed at my bf's. Only to realise that i forgot my work t-shirt and his ciggies, so i run to the shops again, then run to the Library for work as i'm now late.
And here i am, blogging about my rubbish day. On the plus side, there is a brollie that has been in the lost property section for about a week. That is so mine now! So i can get home relatively dry.

Phew!
How was your day?

Nutty-Ella

So i had a bet with my boyfriend that i could last a month without eating Cheese or Chocolate. Now, these are two food stuffs which i eat on a daily basis! Nonetheless, i was determined to prove that i wasn't fully reliant on these dairy based products. I blame my stubbornness totally. Either way, today after 2 weeks of me being a total misery-guts, and depriving myself of my two favourite things, i caved in: Nutella on Wheat Free Crumpets!! soooo yum, so worth it. My forfeit is to buy my boyfriend dinner from a restaurant of his choice, not such a bad loss [considering the original bet was for £100]

Microphones

i found this on 'we heart this' and it made me smile. i'd like to share it with you. and maybe you will smile too.