Nothing happens when you don’t go…

Halloween? Nothing happens on Halloween. –Buffy the Vampire slayer.

Now that’s something true. My Halloween has been blissfully peaceful and uneventful, but then that’s probably because I’m postponing my Halloween fun for tomorrow, due to Halloween being on a Thursday, mid week isn’t always the best time and all that jazz. But then again I have yet to have trick or treaters turnings up at my door and I’m thinking good, because I don’t have much to give them and the whole thing of ringing someone doorbell and expecting them to give you a treat for just being there in some store bought costume, really? You used to have to actually do something, like a dance or something like that, but now it’s just give us candy or else. Then I’m a little too old for trick or treating, but hey ho and world keeps turning around and around.

So I’ve had this horrible arm ache, ever since I spent a day chopping up wood. It was both tiresome and sort of fun, although the after effects aren’t fun at all. I did the chopping on Tuesday and I’m still hurting, so I’m hoping it will have stopped by tomorrow, but then it feels like my body is falling apart at the moment, as my knee was hurting this afternoon and then my back was hurting since Monday last week, so yeah… Things are achy.

Any ways on a different subject, my friend is having a decades party for her birthday this year. You can come as any decade, so I was thinking 80’s/70’s rock/punk. Since I found this jacket that I love. It’s a khaki jacket, with ‘God Save the Queen’ written across the back, which for those own don’t understand, look up the Sex Pistols and you might get it, but any who. I’ve decided that I’m going to make it myself, instead of searching the internet for one. So I’m getting a khaki jacket and then adding some metallic studs and spray painting ‘God save the Queen across the back. But other than the jacket and these new military style boots I just got, I’m not sure what else I’m going to wear. I’ve been looking through some pictures online to try and get inspiration, but at the moment I’m just thinking a bralet, tartan shorts and some leggings, but I don’t really feel like that’s good enough, although I want to get some red, John Lennon style (round) glasses, because I think their really cool and there quite cheap and all that jazz. But yeah. I’m still working on it and I’ve got some time until the party, but I want to get things that I would wear any ways, so that I’m not just spending money on something that I’m never going to wear again. Such as I did with my Halloween costume, apart from the fangs maybe the rest of the costume I wear any ways, because I don’t really have money to burn at the moment.

I’m trying to save, as I want to go to Ireland next year, although now I’m thinking that I might end up going alone. As I was thinking that it would be fun to go with friends, but the way that it’s going it might just be me, myself and I. But I think that could be a great experience as well and maybe a good bit of fun. Everyone seemed really interesting and excited about it at first, but then as it went along and talk of money came up, people seemed to less interested and so far only one seems as interesting in going as I am. So maybe we’ll go. Although neither of us can drive, so we’ll have to walk or something like that everywhere, maybe hitch hike. That would be an adventure, although it could be dangerous and I don’t know how I feel about carrying all my luggage around with me and whole trip, I’ll have to pack light – I’m not very good at that.

Recently I’ve had this over whelming need to go to the sea and not just any sea or anything. I want to go to the sea where it is clear enough to see the bottom in deeper water and go swimming, but around here there isn’t really anywhere where you can do that, so the only way I can is go abroad, but that’s not going to happen, so I’m having to suppress that need and just carry on.

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The Halloween colour and business.

Alright so I went down to Bournemouth yesterday. It was a miserable day weather wise, but on the drive down there, I was listening to the radio and a One Republic song can on and well I loved it.

I think it’s got which a good music video as well, but it’s got me all inspired, so I was writing up this little pocket of inspiration on my phone, when it decided to go funky and mess with me, which was sad, but I think I got the basic ideas and themes down, before it started to play up.

So basically at the moment the story started with this girl and it’s just describing how she feels and looks. She being carry through this desert and so she become sort of dehydrated, so she’s a little bit out of it. But this guy is giving her a piggy back. Now I’m not sure how it’s all going to come together, as I’ve just got scenes and pieces of it at the moment, but I think it’s going to be quite short and well you can probably guess that the guy that is carrying her is her love interest in the story, although I’m contemplating killing him off at the end, but we’ll have to see about that.

Any ways today has been somewhat of a quiet Sunday. It was my Grandfather’s birthday yesterday, but I got in too late to Skype them like I had planned – as they live in Jamaica – so I’ve been trying to get hold of them today, but I haven’t had any luck.

My dad and his girlfriend were around though and we played on the wii for a while, as she only just got one, so she finds the whole thing quite interesting and fun, although it’s nice to play some multi-player games for once.

I was going to get coloured contacts today, for my Halloween costume, but I found out that I can’t wear them because of my eye infection. Although I could just wear one I suppose, I’m not sure about it though, so I’m thinking it over right now, I’ve still got other things to get for the costume, so I can get them then if I want to. But I did get some pumpkins, so I’m going to carve them and chop some wood up in the next few days, which should keep my busy until I head off of York.

In the crystal ball I see only me…

Recently I’ve been contemplating reconsidering my future. It’s not that I’m having a break through in life, or that I’ve had something spectacular life changing happen to me, like someone close to me dying, or me nearly dying etc, but that’s not the point. I’m slowly edging closer to a point in my life when I’m going to have to make the decision, who am I going to be and well as much as I wish I could just be everything, do everything and go everywhere, that’s not going to happen, but I can be someone, do something and go somewhere, which is better than nothing, isn’t it?

But then I feel like I’m growing old to fast and I still want to be young, naive and utterly insane. Not care what happens and just be spontaneous. I know you can do all that and be all that when you’re older as well, but somehow I had this idea of my life being a party and then me just slotting into that job that I love and me just settling down, but then there was that other fantasy, where I never grew older than 29. But I know that’s just the fantasy – for now!

So any ways I’ve decided – sort of – what I’m going to do for my birthday this time around. Now last time it was a small house party, but I thinking this year something bigger would be better, although I was just going to have a massive party. I’m now thinking I might just go to Ireland instead, but then I still want to have a massive party and invite all those people that I won’t normally invite to a party at my place, due to one reason or another.

On a darker side, I’m breaking it off with my guy. I’ve decided I’m not really getting anything out of the relationship and I’m not really that into him, plus he’s a little bit creepy, but I stayed with him because he was sweet and nice, so I thought I’d try going for a ‘nice guy’, but he was just creepy nice. Like I could imagine him standing outside my window at night – if he knew where I lived.

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Forever the girl in the red kicks.

So I got these new boots that I have been waiting for, for about a week or so and I just pop them on to see how they fit… and they don’t, there about a half a size too small. Now I don’t know what I am going to do, as my other shoes are either heels or have holes in them.

It’s a sad sad day. But I’m looking for some more and hopefully I will find some that are my size and do fit, perfectly, like Cinderella, but instead of getting a prince, I just get to have clean and dry feet.

Today my feet were soaked through by the time I got to the track that leads down to my place, so I just pulled them off and flung them over my shoulder, to continue the rest of the way by foot, which meant that my feet did get very muddy, but it was nice to go out barefoot again. I used to all the time, but that was back when I lived on a farm in the middle of no where, with not much chance of finding a dozen broken bottles or cigarette butts on the ground where I wanted to walk, so it was a lot more ‘clean’ in a less than bacterial sense of the word, if you get what I mean.

Any ways so I decided that next year, around Easter or during the summer, I want to go to Ireland. So I’ve been asking people if they want to come with, quite slowly and mostly one at a time, but I still haven’t really properly looked into it yet, so I want to know numbers first, just maybe’s, really, but it would be nice if everyone could come along, since I think it could be a good trip.

Screaming at someone that doesn’t hear or me, with a handful of pizza popcorn!

Having someone yell “Trouble Maker”, at you as you walk down the high street with your friends can be somewhat of a surprise.

Well that happened to me today.

Now apart from a few people complimenting them or saying that they would like one, I’ve not got all that much ‘attention’ from my tops. I like to wear tops that have writing on them. I feel that it expresses me a bit more than just regular plain clothes. But today it did take me a moment to realise why this random stranger had yelled Trouble Maker at me, but then I looked down at my top and the light turned on in my head, it was because I had Trouble maker, heart breaker, written across my top in bold lettering, he wasn’t just being random or shouting at someone else. So like any good citizen I turned round and smiled at him.

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So today me and two of my friends thought it would be fun to head into town for lunch. One of them needed to do some banking and we had some time to kill so we tagged along so to speak. Although it was sort of funny in the second bank we went to. Now I wasn’t there, because me and my other friend had gone into the cake shop next door, but this is what she told us. The guy that was serving her at the – damn I can’t remember the name for it, the place were you withdrew or put in money, you know what I’m talking about right? Well the guy that was serving apparently had really beautiful blue eyes and really long eyelashes. And she was going on about him as if she had fallen for his eyes or something. Any ways she said that because of his eyes she sort of went into a day dream staring at him and had to ‘try and not look at him’ to stop herself from ‘drifting off’. I can’t verify it this eye really did have as amazing eyes as she said, because of me being in the cake shop and all – although I did find this powder that you put on popcorn to make it taste like pizza or chocolate and I did get some more ideas for how to make my friends present even more amazing than it was already going to be. But while we were in the shop my friend decided she wanted to make candy apples and so she going to come round of my place before the party and make them, although with chocolate apples and cookies, also while we were buying the ingredients, the two of them decided that they were going to follow me up to York and were going to buy the rest of the ingredients up there – I’m heading to York for 2 days next week.

So other than that and us scream at someone to ‘Go to the van’, today wasn’t all that eventful.

But let me tell you about the van incident. My friend decided that she didn’t want to walk up the hill and was going to drive up and park at the top. So we headed for her car and all piled in, before starting up the hill. Initially we were going to park in a place that we like to call the stoner park, but there wasn’t any places there, so we headed for where my friend’s boyfriend parks. After getting a little bit lost and going around about twice to three times, we headed back to the stoner park to have one last look. But there wasn’t any spaces. Then my friend screams that she can see someone in their car and that they must be leaving, so my other friend – the one that’s driving – turns the car around, by this time there are two other people piling up waiting for a space as well. And we’re sitting there sort of blocking the way out, but this person in this car doesn’t seem to be leaving and just when we’re about to give up, this lady appears. Now by this time we were getting a little desperate and we had just finished off a large bar of chocolate, plus other things. And this lady is slowly making her way past all of the cars that are parked there. So we just begin to scream at her ‘Go to the van’ because that was the last car in the row and if she didn’t go to that one then we weren’t going to get a parking space and we would have to head back down the hill again, but she passes the van, then she turns and gets in. My friend shoots into the space, before anyone else can even see it and we all begin to laugh like crazy.

So yeah it wasn’t the worst day in the the history of days in which I have lived. Alright it was quite a good one. Although I spent a part of the ride back to my place teasing my friends boyfriend, about the guy in the bank that my friend was drooling over – not literally of course, someone would have noticed that.

The higher the better

So today. Well today some taken up mostly by sleep, and writing.

Although I was meant to be writing or rather finishing an essay, I just didn’t feel up to it and well it would be better to write it when I want to or in most cases have to, than now when I think it would turn out absolutely horrible. I actually want to do it well. So instead I wrote an entry for a writing contest, but due to 700 word limit, I don’t think it was as good as I would have liked. It had to be based off of a song and I chose, Demi Lovato’s song; Heart Attach.

Now what I wrote works for that song in my head, but I don’t know if it would work for anyone else, but I suppose I’ll have to wait and see, I have no idea when the results will be in, but oh well. I’m also looking for something a little bigger in writing to enter, I like ones that have prompt and or something like that, to help the creative juices flowing, since when it’s just writing anything in this word limit and make it good, it seems like it would be hard to judge 100’s of different piece all in different genres on different subjects with different ideas and ideals and all that jazz. But when they give you a prompt its a bit more refined, although it’s all in interpretation and if the judges don’t get your interpretation there can be a problem, but what the hell. At the moment I’m working on something for a magazine, but I don’t know if I’m going to be able to finish, although there is a 3000 word maximum or is it minimum, I can’t remember. But I like it better when the word limit it higher, because you can go all out on the descriptions, without giving up on the plot as much. I like to describe, but then I like to get to the plot, so it can be hard, to balance them out and a lot of the time the descriptions loose.

Any ways you can check out the story I wrote on the ‘From Laputa to you’ page.

The work of the Moon

Tonight is a full moon and we all know what that means.

The full moon is one of those things that brings out the more insane side of people and I’m talking fact not fiction here. Although stories of were wolfs, mermaids, shape shifters, and the like are something that has always sparkled in my imagination. The full moon does have a way of changing people, although maybe not as physically as the myths would have us believe.

But unluckily for me I’m not actually in the right place to be able to view the moon properly, but I got a glance at it earlier before it slide behind a cloud.

Danbo obsession.

So my newest find Danbo. A small and rather cute little cardboard person.

It originates from The eastern side of the world, but like all wonderful things that appear there the Western side has taken over and you can even buy a plastic models that moves around and what not. But not wanting to import one from China or America – image it going through American customs! – I decided to make my own, though at the moment I’m still working it all out and also working out how to make the legs and arms move easily, but I think I have the fix for that right now. Although I think I’m getting a little obsessed with them, as I’m thinking of making all these little sets and what not… But these just so cute!!

Any ways today was well dull on the most part. There wasn’t all that much going on in the way of things, but you’ve got to have days like that to fill in the gaps and keep things in perspective and all that jazz.

A mix of alcohol and music in the blood stream…

So yesterday I went to my friends birthday party. It was just as much of a riot as I thought I was going to be.

Although one of my friends did end up throwing up all over the bathroom and all over the walls and carpet of the stairwell. The smell of the sick drove me to end up sleeping in my friends car, instead of the room where everyone else was sleeping and at around 6 am she a couple of other people woke me back up by knocking on the window and asking to come inside, because the fire had gone out, so they were cold.

All my lovely smashed up firewood, was burn to ash, along with some crisps and chips, that came with the Chinese food. It was sort of funny, because at the start of the party everyone ordered Chinese food, but by the time it got there, nearly everyone was so pissed that they didn’t really want it any more, so the people that were not drunk, along with the people that were late, were the only ones that really ended up eating it. Although I did enjoy the chips, but it didn’t know that chips ever came with Chinese – you learn something new everyday or rather every night.

Although sadly a couple of people couldn’t come and I think we helped to add to his families belief that he is gay or that way inclined, because of some of the presents and cards that we got him, but it was in jest and his girlfriend got him a ‘wife’ card, which is now in his window.

We went back there today to pick up the left over drink to take back to my place, so that I can have it for my Halloween party in a couple of weeks.

While he was off with his girlfriend in the house me and my other friend nicked the balloons that were tied to the gate as a marker for his place, although one of them did escape on the way back to mine, the other one might still be attached to his car and flying high and proud. Although we kind of got a little crazy today after college and it seems that we just don’t need alcohol to act drunk and disorderly – high on life baby, high on life.

So day was rainy and I decided to have a lye in that didn’t work out and I ended up getting up at the usual time, which I am now regretting a little bit – I’m still a little bit sleepy. But I did get some work done, that if I hadn’t gotten up I wouldn’t have gotten done at all today, or at least I would have done such a half hearted job, that it is the same as not doing it. Although I’m trying to turn my life around a little – it’s not working – because I can feel myself falling into my usual pattern and I don’t want that to happen, because I know I could completely destroy my life if I let myself go too much.

But other than a few mishaps and a losing streak at the card game president, today wasn’t a bad day – over looking the rain and the large hole in my shoe.

So I wore a skirt today. Now this may not seem like a big deal to an outsider – which I’m guessing all of my followers are, but I haven’t worn a skirt in about a year. I mean just casually, not something form. I’ve worn dresses and shorts and what not, but not a skirt and I was feeling kind of self conscious about it, because this was quite a short and bolder skirt, but I love it, even if it does exaggerate my short figure, but what the hell. I’ve been getting back into the more punky look recently, but I also really like vintage, but not really real vintage punk though, more of the preppy or girly style in vintage. But I’ve been looking around for something good, but I also want something that works with my figure – alright slightly boring girly talk about my figure, but when you think you look good, you feel good, it’s been proven, somewhere.

But that’s not the point – I think, or maybe it is, oh well.

Onwards and downwards. So alright… Today after picking up the drink and piling it all into the pantry, I was trying to teacher my friend to play ‘With a little help from my friends’ by the Beatles on the piano. Since I learnt it in high school and is now the only song I can play all the way through on the piano any more, which is a little disheartening, since I used to be able to play quite a few, but I learn by watching and listening to other people play, as I’m not that good at reading music. I can do it but, I have to count the notes out and it takes forever… to do, so I find learning how it sounds and then recreating it is a lot easier – music just might be in the blood, as all my family are more or less musically inclined, as my brother can play at least 2 instruments each, my father can play 3 or more and my mother could play about 2 as well. Any ways so I think we successfully got through the entire song, with me trying to play it slowly, so that he could write down the notes that I was playing according to their letter, since he couldn’t really read sheet every well either, but it can be harder to get the timing right, when you don’t use the sheet music, although he said he was going to learn the song and learn the timing from that, so I think things should end up all good – fingers in the crossed position everyone.

So I would like to take a moment to thank all my followers. On my other blog, which I sadly lost – due to undisclosed reasons, it’s nothing shady I promise! – I only had the one proper follower, although I did get a bunch of page views and what not and I thought that this one was going to be similar. Don’t get me wrong some part of me like the idea that I was still writing for myself and no one was really watching, but it’s nice to know that I’m being heard and all that jazz. So thank you random strangers, you have given my blog more meaning – I would say meaning, but it already has a bit of that, gotta be honest here!

Moment over: So I’m looking for some new boots, since winter and the rain are beginning to rear their ugly head – well winter can be beautiful in it’s own right, but hey ho – but I’m having trouble find some that are cheap, what I want and are in my size and since something going to have to give, I think I’m going to have to end up buying something I don’t like. But I might continue selling my stuff, as I’ve been trying and slightly failing to do, but I need the money right now, so I’m going to continue trying. I’ve just got to finish taking pictures of everything. Although I’m considering selling my knee high boots, that I have yet to where, which is a little sad, but I’m never going to end up wearing them, then I might as well sell them and try and make a profit, since I got them in the sale and all, so I got them pretty damn cheap. I’m all for the deals, although the cheaper the stuff is the more likely I am to buy more and end up spending the same amount, when I was trying to save up.