If I keep up this diet I am going to die alone. Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
QUOTES THAT MADE ME FEEL GOOD ON 21/02/2009
"just don't tell her"
"when i was your age, my best friend and my boyfriend hooked up. they are married now and have 3 children. ha.. ha, funny the way things play out. a bit awkward huh"
"so, simone, what do you do?"
"when i was your age, my best friend and my boyfriend hooked up. they are married now and have 3 children. ha.. ha, funny the way things play out. a bit awkward huh"
"so, simone, what do you do?"
Friday, February 6, 2009
PEACH REALISATIONS
You looked really nice and I thought about maybe shouting out your name from across the street and waving to you and saying hello and asking what you are doing now since it looked as though you were shutting up shop for the night. But I hate yelling and what if you already had plans?
Right now I am just trying to keep my priorities straight with a Paul Simon themed computer?
Should I just wear amazing Hawaiian dresses for the rest of my life?
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Sunday, February 1, 2009
YOU ARE MY NUMBER ONE, HIDING IN A CHINA CABINET
Today I am unemployed and don't know how to deal with it. I slept until 11:48AM, which is pretty disgusting but I thought that at least this way I wouldn't have to worry about what I was going to do today. Half the day was already over. When I am unemployed I like knitting, should probably start soon so by the time it is winter I will have a really nice scarf.
You know you are not over somebody when you can't even stand to see them standing beside someone that isn't you. Even if they aren't talking and you know that even if they do start talking to each other it won't even be that interesting. um.
On saturday I biked in a headwind from Brynwyr to Woolston and it was probably the worst experience of my life. At one point I almost began to cry because my whole body was aching so much. Then my helmet started falling to pieces. So, not only was I in total pain but I was risking my life.
The day before that, Friday, I was on a plane and it was flying low over Christchurch and I could see into peoples gardens and I wondered if I jumped out of the plane would I happen to land on somebodies trampoline. totally possibly lifesaving but most likely impossible
The day before that, Thursday, I wanted to tell somebody they were probably the most beautiful and interesting person I had met all week but kindof couldn't because it would be awkward to the person I was with at the time.
One time it was my birthday and my cat left me a present in my shoe:
Suffice to say, haven't really ever worn those shoes since.
You know you are not over somebody when you can't even stand to see them standing beside someone that isn't you. Even if they aren't talking and you know that even if they do start talking to each other it won't even be that interesting. um.
On saturday I biked in a headwind from Brynwyr to Woolston and it was probably the worst experience of my life. At one point I almost began to cry because my whole body was aching so much. Then my helmet started falling to pieces. So, not only was I in total pain but I was risking my life.
The day before that, Friday, I was on a plane and it was flying low over Christchurch and I could see into peoples gardens and I wondered if I jumped out of the plane would I happen to land on somebodies trampoline. totally possibly lifesaving but most likely impossible
The day before that, Thursday, I wanted to tell somebody they were probably the most beautiful and interesting person I had met all week but kindof couldn't because it would be awkward to the person I was with at the time.
One time it was my birthday and my cat left me a present in my shoe:
Suffice to say, haven't really ever worn those shoes since.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
pros and cons, too many cons
I've read over this blog and I've looked at all my old posts where I would drop super subtle hints over the one thing that I wanted the most. Now all of that is gone (forever) and well, I guess I should be glad because it was a bit GR8 GATSBY~ esque. I guess all I can do now is just cry in Antonios (probably the most meaningful thing I have done all year) and listen to Graceland. Wow, what an album. Paul Simon totally "gets it".
"And she said losing love, is like a window in your heart, everybody sees you're blown apart, everybody sees the wind blow"
Yeah um, am I getting too serious for this blog? This whole situation is something a cute photobooth picture with my cat can't fix. Lets face it, i always just threw that shit in my blog to distract myself from getting 2REAL.
Although it is really sweet and cute :(
Wish I could just go rowing with Daniel Rossen every morning. Not even worry about lifejackets because love would keep us afloat or something.
I wonder what him and his girlfriend talk about when they hit the lake. Paul Simon covers? Being young, Jewish and beautiful? I bet they have total deep and meaningfuls but still take time to have a little laugh and playfully touch each others arms. Romantic.
I wonder if you will ever read this? Wonder how many times you'll cringe
"And she said losing love, is like a window in your heart, everybody sees you're blown apart, everybody sees the wind blow"
Yeah um, am I getting too serious for this blog? This whole situation is something a cute photobooth picture with my cat can't fix. Lets face it, i always just threw that shit in my blog to distract myself from getting 2REAL.
Although it is really sweet and cute :(
Wish I could just go rowing with Daniel Rossen every morning. Not even worry about lifejackets because love would keep us afloat or something.
I wonder what him and his girlfriend talk about when they hit the lake. Paul Simon covers? Being young, Jewish and beautiful? I bet they have total deep and meaningfuls but still take time to have a little laugh and playfully touch each others arms. Romantic.
I wonder if you will ever read this? Wonder how many times you'll cringe
Sunday, November 9, 2008
a day in the life of a total mess
Did a lot today. By a lot I actually mean not very much at all but there was plenty of magic, let me assure of that.
First of all, I just stared up at the sky for a bit and tried to make shapes out of them but none of it really turned out except for this cloud that sorta looks like a mature tamagotchi. You know, when you get it to the stage where its having kids and eating a whole lot (until you leave it under your car seat and forget about it then wonder what happened and get really depressed because you know its starving)
What else did I do? Well, i wore this ridiculous outfit and didn't straighten my hair, so pretty much, I have been the hottest babe in Woolston all day.
Can't believe I'm even leaking that shit to the internet :/
Anyway, my dad bought me this real sweet bike. It's a pretty serious bike so I went for this really serious bike ride (I wasn't serious enough to wear full lycra though, probably would have made things heaps easier though). So I just rode and rode for ages. Here is the route that I took!
Eventually I ended up in this total grey area and there were signs pointing to really safe suburbs like Bromley and Aranui. It was confusing and it seemed like I was pretty much in the middle of nowhere:
That creepy red bus wasn't helping at all either, not at all okay. In the end I just took the high road to Bromley. Now that it is summer I should probably get a summer job, is this sign a sign?
Would I be painting ol' "we'll make her seaworthy again" rusty?
Yeah thats right i was totes taking a photo from behind a chainlink fence. I kinda felt like Belle in recent episodes of Home and Away, uncovering conspiracies and shit. What kind of conspiracies could go down at a humble boat painting business in Bromley? Poorly flushing boat toilets? (OH WAIT THAT HAPPENS ON ALL BOATS, SO AWKWARD) Fixing up holes in hulls with playdough and gib board? Salt in petrol tanks? Faulty GPS navigation systems? I could totes go undercover at this place and become a hero when I foil all their devious hijinks. I would be a maritime hero.
Or perhaps I could just sit at home and admire the colour combination of my sheets and duvet?
Pretty damn beautiful and magic and amazing right?
Totally comforting too.
Finally, also really really need to delete people off facebook who post this kind of shit:
What a ~sisters are doing it for themselves~ type of sister.
First of all, I just stared up at the sky for a bit and tried to make shapes out of them but none of it really turned out except for this cloud that sorta looks like a mature tamagotchi. You know, when you get it to the stage where its having kids and eating a whole lot (until you leave it under your car seat and forget about it then wonder what happened and get really depressed because you know its starving)
What else did I do? Well, i wore this ridiculous outfit and didn't straighten my hair, so pretty much, I have been the hottest babe in Woolston all day.
Can't believe I'm even leaking that shit to the internet :/
Anyway, my dad bought me this real sweet bike. It's a pretty serious bike so I went for this really serious bike ride (I wasn't serious enough to wear full lycra though, probably would have made things heaps easier though). So I just rode and rode for ages. Here is the route that I took!
Eventually I ended up in this total grey area and there were signs pointing to really safe suburbs like Bromley and Aranui. It was confusing and it seemed like I was pretty much in the middle of nowhere:
That creepy red bus wasn't helping at all either, not at all okay. In the end I just took the high road to Bromley. Now that it is summer I should probably get a summer job, is this sign a sign?
Would I be painting ol' "we'll make her seaworthy again" rusty?
Yeah thats right i was totes taking a photo from behind a chainlink fence. I kinda felt like Belle in recent episodes of Home and Away, uncovering conspiracies and shit. What kind of conspiracies could go down at a humble boat painting business in Bromley? Poorly flushing boat toilets? (OH WAIT THAT HAPPENS ON ALL BOATS, SO AWKWARD) Fixing up holes in hulls with playdough and gib board? Salt in petrol tanks? Faulty GPS navigation systems? I could totes go undercover at this place and become a hero when I foil all their devious hijinks. I would be a maritime hero.
Or perhaps I could just sit at home and admire the colour combination of my sheets and duvet?
Pretty damn beautiful and magic and amazing right?
Totally comforting too.
Finally, also really really need to delete people off facebook who post this kind of shit:
What a ~sisters are doing it for themselves~ type of sister.
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