Because there's something in the air...

Botticelli - Portrait of a Youth =)

I remember having a huge crush on this guy in seventh form. He's kind of perfect. I get funny crushes on people in art.

teheh.

friendships

What constitutes a good friend? Can they make you feel bad sometimes? Are they allowed to? Are there rules to friendship? How does one know these rules?

If one breaks these rules, and makes another person unhappy and you are unhappy, does it mean that the friendship is no longer good and it would be better to be over, or do you TRY TRY TRY to make it better? How do you know what to do?

it is a dilemma. they don't teach you this at school.

Fathers be good to your daughters.

John Mayer brought out everything in me. I love him. I'd have his Daughters anyday. I'm not really sure what struck me; his floppy hair, his baggy pants and converse shoes that I spied between the stage lights, his cool convo's between songs...perhaps his acknowledgement of signs? or the beautiful way he sang 'Waiting On The World To Change'.

I was there, in the moment, with my bfffffffl. and a boy from primary school in front of me that i was too shy to say hi to.

Best concert ever. Perhaps my only concert! Other than some weird bands that I didn't know who they were, and Goodnight Nurse at high school. Oh, those were the days.

You're awesome John Mayer. I hope you noticed me and my big boofy hair and spotty dress. I was there somewhere.

the notebook.

there's an opposite to everything.

The opposite to me would be....careless. reckless. good at maths. full of anger.

I am here to stay.

Been up all night staring at you, wondering what’s on your mind, i’ve been this way with so many before but this feels like the first time.
you want the sunrise to go back to bed, i want to make you laugh, mess up my bed with me, kick off the covers.

i’m waiting.

every word you say i think, i should write down. don’t want to forget come daylight.
happy to lay here, just happy to be here, i’m happy to know you.
play me a song, your newest one.
please leave your taste on my tongue.
paperweight on my back, cover me like a blanket, mess up my bed with me.
kick off the covers, i’m waiting.
every word you say, i think i should write down,
don’t want to forget come daylight.
and no need to worry
that’s wastin time,
and no need to wonder
what’s been on my mind,
it’s you
it’s you
it’s you
every word you say i think, i should write down, don’t want to forget come daylight, and i give up, i let you win
you win cause i’m not counting.
you made it back to sleep again
wonder what you’re dreaming.

...

This guy. 

Blues Traveler - Run Around.

Oh I like coffee

And I like tea

I'd like to be able to enter a final plea

I still got this dream that you just can't shake

I love you to the point you can no longer take

Well all right okay

So be that way

I hope and pray

That there's something left to say.

Clueless.

I MISS THESE GUYS!
"Do you even know who my father is!?!" hah, Elton. You are a laugh.

you.

I dislike:

people who are unenthusiastic

those who ignore you

people who treat you like you don't exist sometimes

or that you don't have anything real to say.

yes. this is towards one person, someone who won't read this blog but i thought i'd mention it anyway.

I do have something real to say.

Listen.

you've got dirt on your nose, did you know?

the truth is, really, life will tear you down. sometimes i just want to run away to hogwarts.

i have to wait for the letter to arrive first. it's a bit late, perhaps the owl got lost in the sky?

lol.

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beautiful.

we rest as one soul, just one last night here.

remembering what we gave up, this golden love.

our paths have crossed, but it's the last time i'll have you.

when we're old we'll look on this golden love.

oh, we were destined.

oh, underdone.

ohh, meet me thursday.

this golden love.

i'll give if you give.

just remember this is it.

one chance to do us justice,

this golden love.

jim sturgess is heaven in a halfpipe.

is there anybody going to listen to my story?

all about the girl who came to stay. she's the kinda girl you want so much it makes you sorry, but you won't regret a single thing.

ohhh, giiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrl.

america.

counting the cars on the new jersey turnpike,

they're all come to look for america.

awwww.

um, hi. i kind of want a baby deer please.

atticus.

Oh. If I'm completely honest, Gregory Peck in Roman Holiday is my idea of a complete and utter gentleman and if he walked into my room right now I'd have to try my hardest not to jump him.

And him in To Kill A Mockingbird is the type of man I'd love to be married to when I'm like 35.

The glasses, suit, the soft spoken voice. Am I dreaming?

btw.

http://thosecutemoments.tumblr.com/

I'll be seeing you.

The one scene in a movie that can make me bawl more than a mother for a child, is this one.

Allie: Do you think that our love can create miracles?

Noah: Yes, I do. That’s what brings you back to me each time.

Allie: Do you think our love, can take us away together?

Noah: I think our love can do anything we want it to.

Allie: I love you.

Noah: I love you, Allie.

Allie: Goodnight.

Noah: Goodnight. I’ll be seeing you.

don't rain on my parade.

Totally in love with GLEE!

when you walk my way.

Life is all about those little things. Those people who give you hugs, the cable car that is right there for you to catch, those that laugh at your jokes, watching your favourite program on dvd, getting a yahtzee, talking about art history with a mature student and hearing about her trip to see duccio and giotto's frescoes, having a new computer, new hair product that is perfect.

there's this one thing.

I realised I've kind of forgotten to do things for me. I need to start doing things that will kinda, you know, contribute to life after study? My biggest dream IN THE WHOLE WORLD is to become a book editor/publisher/reading books all day/writing for a magazine/etcetc, so I would be totally stokin' if someone would give me a chance. (Take a chance on me!)

Maybe I need to put myself out there, somehow. I have faith in myself but I need others to put faith in me.

Prefs those kind that like to pay you and give you a job.

:)

oh, baby, oh, baby.

There is nothing more attractive than this man in this movie picture, right here, right now. Usually Steve Carell doesn't really do much for me, he's hilarious and dorky but never sex on legs. Until now! dun dun dunnnnnn :) I wanna see Date Night!

Am now getting back to my Hills marathon.

Au revoir.

one fine day.

a couple of things.

1) sloths are adorable. i want one as a pet, right now pls.

2) am a little bit attracted to Twatt off The Boat That Rocked. "You look like a twat to me!"

3) i just used funny shampoo and conditioner soaps from Lush and now my hair smells like an organic shop.

4) i have way too much work to do.

5) likes Henry from The Time Traveler's Wife, A LOT.

6) i have a bow headband in my hair, the colour green and white (I love it!)

7) i don't know what i really want. i want so much, but what is it i truly, truly want?

8) ernest hemingway's writing is my favourite thing at the moment.

you belong with me.

You can fly!

I feel alone in my own house. Where is Peter Pan? I'd love to go to Neverland right now.

far away.

I can't wait to have my own place and decorate my room with quilts and books and vases and shoes and vintage things. Wouldn't it be cute to have an adorable little window, where I could look out of it onto grey days, happy to be inside? I do have my own room, but it is not my own place. Oh, life, will I ever get my own house? Perhaps I should decorate my room with quilts and books and vases and shoes and vintage things, NOW. And not have to wait around for some silly house that I have to pay a million dollars for.

by the way, dear bloggers, watch The Road. It is beautiful. It doesn't seem beautiful in its grey, dismal kinda way, but the people in it are...stunning.

Currently Crushing On:

om nom nom nom nom.

life, oh life, ohhh liiiife.

on the agenda:
a leonardo da vinci essay,
a trip to fielding to visit pregnant sister,
the time traveler's wife,
their eyes were watching god,
on the road,
research for scary slave trade presentation (oh no!),
and food. lots of it.