oh, kev.

“It was the first kiss for both of us. We never really talked about it afterward, but I think about the events of that day again and again and somehow, I know that Winnie does, too, whenever some blow-hard starts talking about the anonymity of the suburbs, or the mindlessness of the TV generation, because we know that inside each one of those identical boxes, with its Dodge parked out front and its white bread on the table, and its TV set glowing blue in the falling dusk, there were people with stories. There were families bound together in the pain and the struggle of love. There were moments that made us cry with laughter, and there were moments, like that one, of sorrow and wonder.”

Too much time on my hands!

You know what, Snow Patrol? You can take my heart anyday.

We're goin' to Jackson.

I don't know why this movie means so much to me, but it totally does.

Ever since I saw it New Years Eve, 2006, I fell in love, immensely, totally. I couldn't get enough of it.

I sing the songs in my room at the top of my lungs and swoon at Joaquin Phoenix's beautiful voice. I love music; I think it's because it has so many wonderful songs in it that makes me love it so, and it is full of romance, love and affection even though it may not seem like it does. Viv is a pain in the ass, but June, oh, June. She and John are adorable together. Wildwood Flower is gorgeous - especially when he watches her singing it with *that* look on his face.

I love it when she says "You're not nothin'!"

Because he isn't.

So beautiful.

I love those two so much.

To be honest,

It's 11:02 and i'm loving:

tea in my fave china cup, writing aimlessly on a blank piece of paper, Peter Sarstedt, writing in my blog, Will Parry, Lyra Silvertongue, hot baths, Dove body wash, broken pieces of afghan that fell in my tea that I find once I get to the bottom and stuff.

They say that when you get married, it'll be to a millionaire. But they don't realise where you came from, and I wonder if they really care or give a damn.

So, look into my face, Marie Claire, and remember just who you are.

Then go and forget me forever, but I know you'll still bear the scars deep inside, yes you do.

I know where you go my lovely, when you're alone in your bed,

I know the thoughts that surround you,

'cause I can look inside your head.

I heart Dashboard

I watch you spin around

In your highest heels

You are the best one

Of the best ones

We

All

Look

Like

We

Feel

You have stolen my,

you have stolen my,

you have stolen my heart.

It's 3am, I must be lonely.

What happens when you die?

Not to you, but to the world you leave behind? What happens to your Facebook, your blog, your twitter? Do they remain there, like a ghost of you, just waiting and anticipating?

Will people sit there and read through your Facebook page, reciting words you used to say, cry over old statuses you made, and pictures that have you tagged in them?

Will people delete you?

Or keep you?

Will people write on your Wall saying how much they miss you?

I went to one of my favourite blogs and the person hadn't updated in a long time. It made me think; what if they died? What if? You wouldn't know, their blog is just sitting there, like I said before, like a ghost of them.

This may make me seem like I'm obsessed with the internet, which I probably am, but I know there's more to life than it;

but it really makes me think.

I walk along the road wondering what would happen if a car hit me right here and now, or if a man starved of love and affection decided to take out his anger on me down a dark alley and I ceased to be.

What if?

Big wheels keep on turnin'

I've had such a realisation! Well, these realisations come and go, but I've had it again.

Life really is too short. And there's always going to be troubles, people who will act strange, problems that you face, fights, arguments, but you just have to get through it with a smile.

You always remember the people with the smiles on their faces no matter what, don't you?

Let's be one of them.

:)

SMILE, NO MATTER WHAT!

SING, NO MATTER WHAT!

LOVE, NO MATTER WHAT.

kentucky woman.

To be honest, no idea what I'm writing about, except that these kids are flippin' ADORABLE!

Heart them.

Might have to watch Narnia again :-)

mamma mia!

The show was amazing. There's nothing like a stage show to make you happy, eh?

Sky was a babe, the guys in swimsuits were cute, Sophie had the cutest accent, Voulez-Vous made me happy as hell and at the end, I didn't want all the dancing to end! And by dancing I mean everyone getting up to dance! so fun!

I'm keen to go again!

In some parts I thought, hmmm, the movie is pretty much EXACTLY the same. But the atmosphere was so much better - you don't get the amazing lights and energy from a movie screen! Rhys from Home and Away was pretty spiffy too.

oh, mamma mia.

So when you're near me, darling can't you hear me S.O.S?

When you're gone, how can I even try to go on? When you're gone (when you're gone) how can I even try to go on?

So, if you change your mind, I'm the first in line.

Honey I'm still free, take a chance on me.

Made a decision: gonna go to way more shows!

heart.

Used to be my life was just emotions passing by,

then you came along and made me laugh and made me cry.

You taught me why.

He is amazing, laughs at all my jokes, I can tell him the randomest little things and he'll have a lol, he'll always be there for me and he gives me the weirdest nicknames ever. Always, no fail.

Mon pere.

Coolest dad in the world.

Parents mean so much, don't they? I can't imagine not having them; even thinking about them not being here brings tears to my eyes. It must be hard growing old and going through losing your parents. It's a weird thought, but it happens.

P.S: looking at the Australia poster on my wall I noticed me and Hugh Jackman pretty much have the same belt. LOLS.

socks and the city.

After watching Sex & the City nonstop over the past couple of days, little characteristics annoy me about the characters.

Carrie - she uses the same language to make jokes, she doesn't listen to other peoples' problems sometimes. She can be really self-absorbed.

Miranda - such a whiney voice! She can be a bitch to Steve too, jesus.

Samantha - when she flirts she gets this weird phony look on her face.

Charlotte - actually...nothing bothers me about Charl. She's adorable.

Who's your fave? Carrie's the best. Mainly because whenever I see Big I feel warm inside.

gatsby.

"In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since.

'Whenever you feel like criticising anyone," he told me, 'just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages you've had.'"

Save it for the morning after.

Sometimes things just become too much; the internet, facebook, comments, people disappointed in you, building up things way too much and letting people down.

I think sometimes, you just have to take a step back and smell the air, watch the rain tap against the window panes, stay in bed until 2pm.

The internet isn't everything.

Money isn't everything.

It doesn't matter that you don't save up every penny; spend, save, whatever, just enjoy it!

I've been thinking lately. I think Canada could be the place for me.

Even if we haven't got it all figured out yet, we will soon learn. We will always feel scared and afraid and guilty, but it will always follow with happiness and laughter and relief.

Wait for those moments and greet them.

Those moments where you smile and laugh at yourself in the mirror,

and be at complete ease.

Because, really, this day will never happen again. Make a plan in your head.

marriage.

Hi, Jacob. Will, you, marry, me?

lawdy lawdy miss clawdy.

In the middle of the night, I go walking in my sleep.

I've been dreaming so much about people I used to know lately. It's absolutely crazy. And I've developed yet another never-met-you-but-i-think-i-like-you kinda crush.

I saw him in New World Metro stacking shelves. I was buying Marmite.

He disappeared after a while and I kept subtly looking for him.

My sister is briiiilliaaaaaant. We are so similar it hurts.

The way we shorten every word to the smallest possible length is hilarious!

Oh, Samanth.

fallen snow.

Things That Are Awesome:

watching Lucy Sullivan is Getting Married and swooning at Gerard Butler,

singing Walking In Memphis with Gemma,

planning a wine night with Pauline who hardly ever drinks wine,

loving Will from Northern Lights! I now get why he is so brilliant!,

my new nephew called Toby!,

pictures of JFK,

Wayne Campbell and Garth Algar,

summer weather.

Things That Aren't As Awesome:

Greenpeace people that say i'm awesome but all they want is money,

people who get in bad moods,

Aisling Symes' body found :'(,

not talking to my parents much, I miss you guys so much,

but I shouldn't complain because...

i saw the saddest book of photography. It was a book documenting 2008, it nearly made me cry. SO much shit has happened lately in our world, things I hardly realised was going on. So much blood, so much sadness. Please, it's like world war 3. Can we move on?

oh, piazz.

The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like a flower,

Meet you at the statue in an hour,

Meet you at the statue in an hour.

It's kind of funny, the way we are. We made promises, we were happy.

Until we weren't.

You can never guarantee anything. Sometimes I think about what it would be like to go back in time, and make changes. But... you can never do that. You gotta just A.C.C.E.P.T.

It's come to the part where you don't know whether you're in the wrong or the other person is.

Shall I leave it be?

Perhaps.

Life's short.

Tick, tock.

yes.

"Mr Scoresby," said the witch, "I wish I could answer your question. All I can say is that all of us, humans, witches, bears, are engaged in a war already, although not all of us know it. Whether you find danger on Svalbard or whether you fly off unharmed, you are a recruit, under arms, a soldier."

"Well, that seems kinda precipitate. Seems to me a man should have a choice whether to take up arms or not."

"We have no more choice in that than in whether or not to be born."

"Oh, I like choice, though," he said. "I like choosing the jobs I take and the places I go and the food I eat and the companions I sit and yarn with. Don't you wish for a choice once in a while?"

realisations

When I jerk away from holding hands with you,

I know these habits hurt important parts of you.

Remember when I was sweet and unexplainable?

Nothing like this person, unlovable.

I just want back in your head

I just want back in your head.

I kind of like how people get 0 comments on blogs.

You don't have to be read and answered. Just write it for yourself.

:)

i think i just fell in love.

SO EXCITED FOR!:

and

If I was Keisha Castle-Hughes, I'd be having a mean affair with this immense hotness.

gah.

It's 1:47am and I'm meant to be finishing a 1000 word essay.

It's pretty much just this lecturer called Alexander that is freaaaaaaking me out.

...miiiiight not take any classes that he takes next year!

He makes writing a tiny essay really, really hard.

children run like rivers through our souls.

I forget how lucky I am to have these people in my life!

James, the old man in a little kid's body.

My two fave boys.

Charley, the angel.

Jack, the weird, creative one.

Mason, the sarcastic bff.

I heart Lex but my computer is failing with a photo.

I also heart nephew-to-be, can't wait to see you!

Who said you can't have pancakes for dinner?

This is all I did in my tutorial today.

But I had pancakes for dinner tonight :) and found out my sister is having her baby next Tuesday! For real! The docs are putting her into labour due to gestational diabetes. I get a new nephew, yeah baby =)

late night wonders.

I am happy. I like having spontaneous dinners with people and listening to my ipod in bed, dancing and singing outloud. I like laughing with Becky at cute Pete in Children's lit. I like Facebooking Pauline even though she lives in the same flat. I like brushing my teeth. I love collecting books, but rarely having time to read them. I love making plans. I love the weather getting warmer. I love my mug candles. I love the fact I'm young.

But sometimes when I'm in bed I just want someone to crush on. And I want someone to have a crush on me.

Where's a boy to like? Where's a boy to like me?

oh, norah.

And I wanna wake up with the rain falling on a tin roof, while I’m safe there in your arms. So all I ask is for you to come away with me in the night.

I will pull your tangles out.

Hi, I'm Gandhi. I was real cute when I was little. Little did I know I was going to turn out the way I was...

Shy, quiet, awkward.

Left my essay till the day it's due, again!

But you only live once, mate.

Tegan & Sara.

I think I'm in love with these girls.

I can't stop listening to their music :)

Monday, Monday, Monday is my current fave.

I also can't stop listening to the 500 Days of Summer soundtrack! Eeee!

Music is amaaaaaaaaaaazing.

let the sunshine in.

Want: to learn the piano!

Need: to do Gandhi essay...

Like: 500 Days of Summer, & the adorable soundtrack and cute guy and cute girl and funky clothes! :)

Dislike: my favourite pen running out :(

Idea: I might make my nephew a mix CD.

charles baker harris.

"Shoot all the jaybirds you want, but remember, it's a sin to kill a mockingbird."

I wanna live, I wanna give.

Borders is the coolest place ever!

ABSOLUTELY!

This adorable boy came in and just sat down on one of the couches at like, 7.30 and just sang his little heart out with his guitar. What finalised his amazingness is when he started a song and I remember thinking "Aww, I wish he'd sing Heart of Gold," and I even wrote down the words on my book. Then he started the tune, and began singing it!

I think he saw my mouth moving as I sang along.

J'adore that song. I've been a miner for a heart of goooolddddddd.

When he stopped singing his songs I left Borders and was greeted by a lovely walk to the waterfront, where my huge hair became one with the wind, and a cute young girl who sang Love Story by Taylor Swift, who I paid a dollar.

I love buskers.

I love them. I pay the ones that make my heart sing. I don't just pay them cos they need it, I pay them when I really want to pay them.

held out a ring and said