28 February, 2009
Just One Week...
26 February, 2009
You Had To Be There (But I'm Glad You Weren't).
Dear Osian,
25 February, 2009
Dammit
I think I'm going mad.
My thoughts are bouncing off the walls,
Why does it all turn out so bad?
There was an average day,
With a girl who had nothing to say.
About to say "Sup,"
The computer blew up,
Everything's always so gay.
24 February, 2009
People, Life and Me...
16 February, 2009
Two Wrongs Don't Make a Right...
I found a shadow on the wall
And in my head curiosity grew
For on that spot no shadow should fall
Walking slowly towards the shadow
I felt a quick beating in my heart
So when I found the shadow, a man
I couldn't quite work out his art
His eyes were sunken, his face tight
I looked at him and asked why he was there
He didn't move for minutes on end
Finally he said only I would care
He was a ghost with a story to share
He was a ghost from present times
He could only walk around as a shadow
Until he finally confessed his crimes
So I sat on the bed and he on the wall
He started to pace and started to tell
The murders he'd dealt on every occasion
He said from the start he was going to hell
He told me details and he told me dates
He told me that'd he'd only target dames
He finished the tale he's needed to voice
Then all of a sudden he burst into flames
A bellowing shout could be heard but not seen
The ghost disappeared but the fire raged on
The fire just quickened and started to spread
A stranger walked in and my fears were gone
Was this my angel come to save me from death?
He shook his head and said, "You chose the wrong side
You helped a madman escape his punishment"
He invited me home and my eyes opened wide
This man was the devil and not my friend
I declined his offer and told him why
He clapped his hands and the fire grew vivid
He bowed before saying "Goodbye"
Now I'm a shadow on a wall,
Coming to a town near you
Yet I shant ask anyone for their help
Until my punishment is through
14 February, 2009
Let's Ignore The Fact It's Saint Val's...
13 February, 2009
12 February, 2009
What is Pretty...
Pretty:
- adj. (prettier, prettiest) 1 attractive in a delicate way without being truly beautiful. 2 informal used ironically to express displeasure: he led me a pretty dance.
- adv. informal to a moderately high degree; fairly.
- n. (pl. pretties) informal a pretty thing; a trinket. >used condescendingly) an attractive person.
- v. (pretties, prettying, prettied) make pretty or attractive.
- PHRASES pretty much (or nearly and well) informal very nearly. a pretty penny informal a large sum of money. be sitting pretty informal be in an advantageous position or situation.
- DERIVATIVES prettily adv. prettiness n. prettyish adj.
I was thinking, I want to be Pretty, I want to like myself as a girl, not a girl trying to be like a boy... I obviously was feeling down in the dumps. I was thinking of examples of what I want to be more like and I came up with a few examples of the things I'd need to feel like a new me:
Yes... if I want to be a new person, I'm going to have to change. I can only think of one way of doing that and that's to wear new things I would never have worn before... I already decided last year that I was going to get a PROPER corset on my 16th...
What do dress people wear in the cold though? I'll need to figure out some things first obviously before I dive head first into the quest...
Kindest Regards,
Stripes xx
07 February, 2009
Last Night...
06 February, 2009
What We Think We Are
I got down all the way to Australia and tried to figure out why. Why was I feeling so down in the trash when I should be feeling Big, Bright and Beautiful (on the inside)?
So I thought:
- Who are my idols? My hero figures? My perfect people?
- Pete Wentz, Gabe Saporta, Stephen Fry...
- They are all guys and therefore I can't take many fashion tips off them (the first two mainly!) without thinking "This will look better on a guy..."
- In my eyes I will never be perfect because it is simply not possible for a woman to live up to the standards of a man, escpecially as I'm comparing them to each other.
Then I see what my friends wear and I get sooo jealous that they look nice in things that I would never dream of wearing since I know they'd look stupid on me... Even if stupid is my scene!
So anyway... I might end up doing a whole hero-worship blog post on Pete Wentz... He seems to fuel me, for the past three years actually... To all the haters, I'm not interested. Not even in the slightest, seriously. I mean it.
I have put in the photo of my parents on the dog walk... They are both wearing white coats and I've just realised what my mother meant when she said "I hope the people in the cars will see us!" Damn I can be slow!
Anyway, this is where I finish this post... Peace out, Fangs up...
Kindest Regards,
Stripes xx
PS: Today truelly and honestly sucked. My two close peas weren't in so I kind of loned in my head. I say in my head as I was with some people, but that didn't mean much to me to be completely and utterly correct... I would say honest but then I would've used it twice in a paragraph. Thanks Charli... Thanks Carys... Love You Both As Well... ¬.¬
xox
05 February, 2009
Oh the Weather Outside is Frightful, But the Fire is So Delightful, & Since We've No Place To Go...
I don't see why I had to drag my lazy bum outta bed this morning though... Had registration. Had first lesson. Had break. Got ready to go home.
I had a Math test first lesson, and it didn't really feel like a test because this guy (called Guy) sits opposite me, and shouting in whisper, I hear:
Sophie! Look outside! It's snowing... and it's sticking!
I looked up to see this fifteen year old turn into a five year old, bouncing in his chair in excitement whilst our teacher goes: Guy!
It was entertaining never-the-less, made my hair look like I had dandruff since it's dark... I kept thinking about that scene from Edward Scissorhands...
Anyway, I am so excited for Sunday! I have two Tv programmes on! Dancing on Ice & Being Human!
PS: I took this photo as I was walking out to the Bus Bays in my school ... Trees are sooo pretty when they're covered in snow, like people wearing make-up. If it continues to snow then I guess I'll update more pictures, I have a photo of my parents on the dog walk, but I didn't feel it appropriate in this post. I'm eager to feature it on here though!