Apologies for not updating over the past couple of weeks... Though I know that the people that I know read this also know that I have been over in Ireland for a while...
Breaking away trying to run free
Running from myself trying to be me
It makes no difference just how far I'd go
Memories will always haunt me so
I realize the truth now since I left
That I can't run away from myself
A break away from my life. Not a break away from my mind. That followed me there. Every so often I took myself away for an hour or so just to sit and think. I know I can't run from myself. But I can still escape the craziness that is London. And I am planning on doing so soon. I was more at peace with myself in Ireland that I am at home.
And I did have a great time in Ireland. Visited family members I havn't seen since I was 12. Meeting younger family members that didn't even exist the last time I was over. Did the whole touristy thing too. Went to Blarney, Cashel Rock, Cobh, Youghal, Fota Island and Lismore... So yea, loads of places.
I still havn't quite figured out things in my head, though I have got a considerable amount of my picture done. I can't just sit. I am forever fidgeting or doing something. In Ireland I was working on a cross stitch. One I abandoned about 10 years ago because I had made so many mistakes in it. But I found it in a box not so long back, and decided to give it a little love. It might not be exact to the pattern. But you can't actually tell just by looking at it, so it's all ok. :)
In my ditzy scattiness though I've lost the needle. Here's to hoping I don't abandon it for another 10 years...
Much Love,
x X x
Thursday, 30 July 2009
Sunday, 19 July 2009
They Paved Paradise and put up a Parking Lot...
How much truth is there in the saying 'you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone'?
There is, in my opinion, a lot of truth in those 9 words. No matter how much you think you appreciate something or someone, when it's gone you appreciate it more.
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Til its gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
There are things in my life that I take for granted. Things I shouldn't just assume ought to be there. In reality each of us, no matter who we are, no matter what gender, race, religion, we are just people. We can't anticipate things as deep as the loss of something or someone really important to us in our lives. Until of course, we lose it.
I have loved and lost things in my life. Some things as simple as a pair of trousers I used to wear until I ripped them beyond repair. Or items that are even more sentimental such as ruined old photographs that can't be replaced. And then there's people in my life, whether it be friends I've simply lost touch with, family drifting apart, or people who have 'passed on' to wherever it is people pass on to. There's so many things out there that we all take for granted each and every day. And who are we to assume it is our right to have these things? Or to decide how the loss of something, whether it be big or small, should effect others? Something we think is rather small and insignificant, to someone else may be one of the hugest things in the world.
No matter what terms we last parted on, know that I do appreciate you the best I can. Even if I only met you for moments, online, or we parted on bad terms, all of you would have had an effect on my life to a degree. And to anyone that I can say I love, whether it is because we're close friends, family, or anything else, a huge thanks to you guys.
After that somewhat philosophical yet cheesy entry, I am going to go and consider sleep. That, or go play God with my little sim type creatures. (I am slightly addicted to the Sims 2 at the moment. Yes, I know I'm behind on the times, but my laptop won't run the Sims 3 I don't think...)
Love you all muchly.
There is, in my opinion, a lot of truth in those 9 words. No matter how much you think you appreciate something or someone, when it's gone you appreciate it more.
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Til its gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
There are things in my life that I take for granted. Things I shouldn't just assume ought to be there. In reality each of us, no matter who we are, no matter what gender, race, religion, we are just people. We can't anticipate things as deep as the loss of something or someone really important to us in our lives. Until of course, we lose it.
I have loved and lost things in my life. Some things as simple as a pair of trousers I used to wear until I ripped them beyond repair. Or items that are even more sentimental such as ruined old photographs that can't be replaced. And then there's people in my life, whether it be friends I've simply lost touch with, family drifting apart, or people who have 'passed on' to wherever it is people pass on to. There's so many things out there that we all take for granted each and every day. And who are we to assume it is our right to have these things? Or to decide how the loss of something, whether it be big or small, should effect others? Something we think is rather small and insignificant, to someone else may be one of the hugest things in the world.
No matter what terms we last parted on, know that I do appreciate you the best I can. Even if I only met you for moments, online, or we parted on bad terms, all of you would have had an effect on my life to a degree. And to anyone that I can say I love, whether it is because we're close friends, family, or anything else, a huge thanks to you guys.
After that somewhat philosophical yet cheesy entry, I am going to go and consider sleep. That, or go play God with my little sim type creatures. (I am slightly addicted to the Sims 2 at the moment. Yes, I know I'm behind on the times, but my laptop won't run the Sims 3 I don't think...)
Love you all muchly.
Friday, 17 July 2009
The Ultimate Natural High
Retail therapy.
So many beautiful things, I cannot posses them all! So, possibly with a little too much thought, I set myself to the task of what to buy. Rows of beautifully coloured items. Those of you that know me must know I am automatically attracted to anything pink, purple or green. Especially if said items are also sparkly. After spending possibly a little too much on some eye shadow, some (purple) mascara and a couple of other equally colourful items, I got distracted further by several other shops. Distracted? Tania? Never!!!
So yes, after purchasing a few other items, including a couple of books, a couple of pairs of jeans I headed towards home with that little bounce in my step that only a natural high can give. And that was without buying any shoes or lingerie. There's something about shoes and lingerie that gives just that little extra kick!
All that from what should have been just a trip to the post office and then to Wilkinson's to buy some hamster bedding. And I almost forgot the hamster bedding...
Mucho's Lovin'
So many beautiful things, I cannot posses them all! So, possibly with a little too much thought, I set myself to the task of what to buy. Rows of beautifully coloured items. Those of you that know me must know I am automatically attracted to anything pink, purple or green. Especially if said items are also sparkly. After spending possibly a little too much on some eye shadow, some (purple) mascara and a couple of other equally colourful items, I got distracted further by several other shops. Distracted? Tania? Never!!!
So yes, after purchasing a few other items, including a couple of books, a couple of pairs of jeans I headed towards home with that little bounce in my step that only a natural high can give. And that was without buying any shoes or lingerie. There's something about shoes and lingerie that gives just that little extra kick!
All that from what should have been just a trip to the post office and then to Wilkinson's to buy some hamster bedding. And I almost forgot the hamster bedding...
Mucho's Lovin'
I Hear Thunder!!!
I hear thunder,
I hear thunder,
Hark don't you?
Hark don't you?
Pitter patter raindrops,
Pitter patter raindrops,
I'm soaked through,
So are you!
Asides from being the subject of a song I used to sing as a child, thunderstorms are amazing. I love being out in them, or sitting inside curled up all cosy and safe listening to the rain pound on the window pane and the deep rumble of the thunder. Ooo, and thunderstorms when you're in a tent are awesome fun. I just think they're so powerful. Actually, weather in general is a very powerful thing. And people say the British are odd for always talking about the weather!!!
Talking of being stereotypically British, I am a little upset that there is no milk in my house. What am I going to do in the morning when I need my morning fix of PG Tips!!!
As well as having a moment of being British, I am also having a moment of confusion. Moments of confusion, lets face it, are not far apart if you're me. But I am listening to planes flying over my house. But that's totally normal I hear you say (least, if you know where I live...) what with living right near Heathrow Airport... But it's late. There's not meant to be planes. They're all meant to be sleeping in their hangers getting ready for another day of flying in the skies... Slight tangent... But... Anyone remember (or at least heard of) Budgie the Helicopter? That, was an awesome kids show back in the day. And those planes and helicopters used to go sleep in the hanger... So... kids t.v. being accurate (which of course it is don't you know), the planes should be sleeping in their hangers. So there!
Only I could go from thunderstorms to sleepy planes in such a smooth swoop...
But hey, I wouldn't be me if I didn't go off at random tangents.
Always look on the bright side of life!!!
Much love.
I hear thunder,
Hark don't you?
Hark don't you?
Pitter patter raindrops,
Pitter patter raindrops,
I'm soaked through,
So are you!
Asides from being the subject of a song I used to sing as a child, thunderstorms are amazing. I love being out in them, or sitting inside curled up all cosy and safe listening to the rain pound on the window pane and the deep rumble of the thunder. Ooo, and thunderstorms when you're in a tent are awesome fun. I just think they're so powerful. Actually, weather in general is a very powerful thing. And people say the British are odd for always talking about the weather!!!
Talking of being stereotypically British, I am a little upset that there is no milk in my house. What am I going to do in the morning when I need my morning fix of PG Tips!!!
As well as having a moment of being British, I am also having a moment of confusion. Moments of confusion, lets face it, are not far apart if you're me. But I am listening to planes flying over my house. But that's totally normal I hear you say (least, if you know where I live...) what with living right near Heathrow Airport... But it's late. There's not meant to be planes. They're all meant to be sleeping in their hangers getting ready for another day of flying in the skies... Slight tangent... But... Anyone remember (or at least heard of) Budgie the Helicopter? That, was an awesome kids show back in the day. And those planes and helicopters used to go sleep in the hanger... So... kids t.v. being accurate (which of course it is don't you know), the planes should be sleeping in their hangers. So there!
Only I could go from thunderstorms to sleepy planes in such a smooth swoop...
But hey, I wouldn't be me if I didn't go off at random tangents.
Always look on the bright side of life!!!
Much love.
Tuesday, 14 July 2009
By George, She's Got It!!!
Yes, I have finally given in, and gotten myself one of these blog things... Not entirely sure why, not convinced that someone will have any interest whatsoever in my life and my daily ramblings. Then again, it may keep me out of trouble for a little while. Though, I don't think I need to keep out of trouble. I'm a good girl I am!
So yes, I am currently wasting a Tuesday evening after a rather uneventful Tuesday. I am feeling rather content sitting here whilst listening to the rain pound on the window with a cat curled up on my feet, watching a DVD and writing this blog entry.
I could have danced all night!
I could have danced all night!
And still have begged for more.
I could have spread my wings
And done a thousand things
I've never done before.
Spreading my wings, doing a thousand things, that I've never done before. Learning to be me, but still being absorbed in my illusion of a perfect world. That pretty much sums me up at this moment in time in my life. And, at this point in my life, I'm pretty much content to be here. I have things I'm looking forward to, things I'm not so looking forward to. But then, such is the path of life. Everything can't go your way, but damn, you can give life a run for it's money and make it what you want it to be. You might fall flat on your face at some points, but then you need to get up, wipe the mud off your face, and keep going. You just got to move yer bloomin' arse!
I just realised I have yet to introduce myself, which I guess I should have done at the beginning. Just in case someone who doesn't know me is actually reading this... Though, to be honest, I don't really know where to start. I am, well, me. If you were to meet me I'd like to think your first impression would be smooth and sophisticated, but in reality, it's more likely to be the fact I am short with crazy dark blonde curls that tend to do their own thing instead of listening to what I tell them. That, or you would have heard me before you saw me and you would have experienced the most abnormal hiccups in existence (I blame my mother. Both for the fact I'm vertically challenged and the hiccups). But hey, I like my height. Not so sure on the hiccups. But without them I wouldn't be me. And they amuse people. Not necessarily me, but hey, I like to entertain.
A further quick summary of me would describe me as a little odd, but in a good way (I hope anyway!), I have my crazy moments from time to time. I do have a bit of creative streak, but I'll admit it always seems to go into hiding when I need it the most. I can be pretty shy, especially when I first meet someone new, but once the shyness goes away I can talk forever...
I guess I should end this now, before I really do end up talking forever.
Oh, and although I think it's pretty obvious, bonus points to anyone that can guess what DVD I'm watching. Though Jen is disqualified from entering this one. I'll just give her bonus points anyway for being her.
Much love.
So yes, I am currently wasting a Tuesday evening after a rather uneventful Tuesday. I am feeling rather content sitting here whilst listening to the rain pound on the window with a cat curled up on my feet, watching a DVD and writing this blog entry.
I could have danced all night!
I could have danced all night!
And still have begged for more.
I could have spread my wings
And done a thousand things
I've never done before.
Spreading my wings, doing a thousand things, that I've never done before. Learning to be me, but still being absorbed in my illusion of a perfect world. That pretty much sums me up at this moment in time in my life. And, at this point in my life, I'm pretty much content to be here. I have things I'm looking forward to, things I'm not so looking forward to. But then, such is the path of life. Everything can't go your way, but damn, you can give life a run for it's money and make it what you want it to be. You might fall flat on your face at some points, but then you need to get up, wipe the mud off your face, and keep going. You just got to move yer bloomin' arse!
I just realised I have yet to introduce myself, which I guess I should have done at the beginning. Just in case someone who doesn't know me is actually reading this... Though, to be honest, I don't really know where to start. I am, well, me. If you were to meet me I'd like to think your first impression would be smooth and sophisticated, but in reality, it's more likely to be the fact I am short with crazy dark blonde curls that tend to do their own thing instead of listening to what I tell them. That, or you would have heard me before you saw me and you would have experienced the most abnormal hiccups in existence (I blame my mother. Both for the fact I'm vertically challenged and the hiccups). But hey, I like my height. Not so sure on the hiccups. But without them I wouldn't be me. And they amuse people. Not necessarily me, but hey, I like to entertain.
A further quick summary of me would describe me as a little odd, but in a good way (I hope anyway!), I have my crazy moments from time to time. I do have a bit of creative streak, but I'll admit it always seems to go into hiding when I need it the most. I can be pretty shy, especially when I first meet someone new, but once the shyness goes away I can talk forever...
I guess I should end this now, before I really do end up talking forever.
Oh, and although I think it's pretty obvious, bonus points to anyone that can guess what DVD I'm watching. Though Jen is disqualified from entering this one. I'll just give her bonus points anyway for being her.
Much love.
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