Sunday, September 28, 2003

According to the people at emode, my theme song is 'walking on sunshine':
Your upbeat approach to life makes "Walking on Sunshine" the perfect anthem for you. We can see you dancing down the vegetable isle with your grocery cart, smiling at all the checkout clerks. We sure hope you've had your Wheaties to keep up with your perky pace all day long. This happy, horn-driven tune carries you to work every day. And even in those brief lapses when you're not fully on your game, "Walking On Sunshine" seems to put things in perspective and get you back to your super groove. "And don't it feel good?" Who cares that this tune was a one-hit wonder for Katrina and the Waves? Even that quality matches your one-of-a-kindness. You're walkin' on sunshine and spreading it wherever you go.

Hmm, i guess its true sometimes, but not sure i always have a 'perky pace all day long' That would drive myself and everyone around me mad i think!

Friday, September 26, 2003

I set up a new computer all by myself yesterday :-D
Ok, maybe not a huge achivement but I'm still pleased with myself! Starting to get my stuff together for uni now. Is exciting and scary at the same time......especially scary because everybody is leaving me! My mum will be here though to drop me off, even though she avoids long distance driving whenever possible......which up until now, i think has been always!
My whole family will be away in a few weeks, but i'll have been at uni about 2 weeks by then so shouldn't need anything.........its good to rely on yourself sometimes though....and its not like i havent before.........
ho hum.

Wednesday, September 24, 2003

"We are most alive when we're in love." -John Updike

Tuesday, September 23, 2003

Why do people always want to take it a step further? There must be people who are content to just have a nice conversation with someone and leave it at that.

Monday, September 22, 2003

Its been a long time since we had an evening out, just me and her. It was long overdue.

Saturday, September 20, 2003

It really hits me sometimes, just how messed up the world is. Or maybe its just the way I perceive it? No. I think i'm right. All in all, when the scales are laden with their weights........it shows that there really is something wrong in the way we choose to run the world, or even our personal lives sometimes i reckon.
But hey, even if this is just my humble opinion...let me end on this quote "It is no measure of sanity to agree with a profoundly sick world"

.....or something to that effect, can't remember who said it now.
I don't even know why i'm saying this, it's not as if I can do anything specific to change it all. Is there?

Tuesday, September 16, 2003

I lost myself amongst beautiful things today.
I needed that.

Monday, September 15, 2003

I sat and watched the birds in my back garden today. I haven't done that for months but its something i used to do all the time, without even thinking about it. I hardly have any idea what species of bird i'm looking at.....and I like it that way. Its amazing how we have a word for almost every object, every concept we can imagine, but sometimes its nice to not know. I don't want to be bogged down with details today. I just want to watch.

Sunday, September 14, 2003

Playing with Fairies

The moon was large as I had tea with angels.
Playing out conversations I’d made up when I was a girl.
A book was missing from the shelf.
Dust fairies had pushed it out.

The angels and I wandered through clouds of dandelions,
Searching for the missing book.
For our clue we found a trail of buttons.
The gentle laugh of the angels was a beautiful sound.

We followed this trail on and on.
It ended at a well.
We peered inside but there was nothing but weeds.
As we turned to leave I tripped and fell.

An angel knelt down to help me up.
He discovered a note lying in the grass.
We tried to read it but it didn’t make sense.
Someone realised it was a picture drawn in letters.

We went back home to decipher the page.
The picture was of a smile.
To our delight the book had returned home too.
Put neatly back in its place.

The dust fairies had pulled it back in
As a surprise for the angels and me.
The only evidence was the disturbed dust
And a cunning letter smile.
Sometimes I'm just so angry at people and the world, but i have no idea why
and all I can do to make myself better is to break useless things and to let myself cry.
I wonder if anyone really knows me, and why I automatically hide feelings away
concerned eyes and caring hands ask me what's wrong and I hesitate to say.
I don't want to tell them, I can't be bothered to make them to see
Sometimes I just want to be left to myself, I just want people to let me be.

Saturday, September 13, 2003

I'm fed up of saying goodbye to people, and there are still more to come. Soon there'll be hardly anyone left for me to bid farewell to when my time comes

Friday, September 12, 2003

"Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese." -G. K. Chesterton

Made me laugh so thought i'd share :-)

Thursday, September 11, 2003

Well, its certainly been an interesting year to say the least, one i'll never forget.......but as with everything else all good things must come to an end and therefore so must this. In a few weeks the next chapter will start to be written and i'll have to return back to the world's reality.
Already i'm receiving letters calling for my presence......I suppose the prologue to the next chapter if you will.............

Tuesday, September 09, 2003

"When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained." - Mark Twain

What a clever man :-)

Monday, September 08, 2003

There was a rainbow today. A complete one too :-)
Sometimes you just don't have the words to thank someone for what they did for you...simply because you're not sure what it was. The only sure thing is that it made you feel good for a while, and even something as vague as that is a blessing in this world.

Sunday, September 07, 2003

Wednesday, September 03, 2003

I heard an echo from within the dark.
I didn’t see you standing in the shadows,
concealed by coarse brick alleyways.

Could you save me from myself?
Force me to feel again?

Leaves flew round in whirlwinds,
mixed with the litter and dust.
Its low rustling and my heavy breathing the only sounds.

Did someone tell me I was beautiful once?
I think so.

Tuesday, September 02, 2003

its nice when you get an email from someone who you don't keep in contact with too much. And its even nicer when they've sent you that email to tell you something simply because you would understand.
hmm. :-)

Monday, September 01, 2003

'the music don't feel like it did when i felt it with you'

Have had that in my head the past couple of days.....its from a song...... but which one?!!