And as promised, pictures on my continued walk home ....
There nothing special, its just when i move out, i want to remember my homes neighbourhood, just as it is :)
peeping through fences wires...
past the mass construction...
past the traffic light...
past a pretty picture...
pick some pretty flowers on the way...
and.........
down home street i go!
to my room which looked like this...
:o
Monday, March 30, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Scrabble.
i wonder how many cups of coffee you have to have before you start losing the plot?
i've had 5 so far :|, and yes my brain is doing blackflips
I'm trying to do an alnighter tonight, i have to write 3 articles. One the war in the sudan, a narrative on self relflection, and a feature on a fashion designer.
Yesterday i celebrated earth day with my family, we ate thai curry by candlelight and played scrablle :)
Sometimes i forger how much i love my family. Opening the scrabble board, and jiggling the bag of letters around, the memmories of laughter and love all come flooding back.
There really isnt anything better, than a boardgame to bring back a family's closeness.
Here are some picutres of my night:
i've had 5 so far :|, and yes my brain is doing blackflips
I'm trying to do an alnighter tonight, i have to write 3 articles. One the war in the sudan, a narrative on self relflection, and a feature on a fashion designer.
Yesterday i celebrated earth day with my family, we ate thai curry by candlelight and played scrablle :)
Sometimes i forger how much i love my family. Opening the scrabble board, and jiggling the bag of letters around, the memmories of laughter and love all come flooding back.
There really isnt anything better, than a boardgame to bring back a family's closeness.
Here are some picutres of my night:
Friday, March 27, 2009
the perfect date.
favourite part of a day.
Morning fellow bloggers,
today is saturday!
my favourite day of the week, and i just woke up to hear the happy chirping sounds of birds, and laughing kookabura's, a little tickle of breeze, tickled th hairs on my neck, so i snuggled deep down into my blankets, and listened to the early sounds of nature wake :)
This is most definetly my favourite part of the day, because it is the only time you have peace, after that all the phone calls and appointments come rushing in, and the only noise you can hear, is mechanical - traffic, honking, yelling, your brain spinning!
After my little moment of peace, i woke up and was so overwhelmed with things i had to do, that i decided to make a list to make it all simpler.
Things to do on Saturday!
1. buy paper
2. write a feature article about genocide in sudan
3. write a feature on creative industries practioner
4. go to logan library
5. take some amazing picture
6. Indulge in a luxury for myself :)
What do you guy's do when your stressed, and what is your ultimate fav day and why?
Can't wait to hear your answers xx zeeee.
My luxury for today: Talking, gossiping and planning with my sister, at the bridge
today is saturday!
my favourite day of the week, and i just woke up to hear the happy chirping sounds of birds, and laughing kookabura's, a little tickle of breeze, tickled th hairs on my neck, so i snuggled deep down into my blankets, and listened to the early sounds of nature wake :)
This is most definetly my favourite part of the day, because it is the only time you have peace, after that all the phone calls and appointments come rushing in, and the only noise you can hear, is mechanical - traffic, honking, yelling, your brain spinning!
After my little moment of peace, i woke up and was so overwhelmed with things i had to do, that i decided to make a list to make it all simpler.
Things to do on Saturday!
1. buy paper
2. write a feature article about genocide in sudan
3. write a feature on creative industries practioner
4. go to logan library
5. take some amazing picture
6. Indulge in a luxury for myself :)
What do you guy's do when your stressed, and what is your ultimate fav day and why?
Can't wait to hear your answers xx zeeee.
My luxury for today: Talking, gossiping and planning with my sister, at the bridge
Whats yours?
Smell, Simple.
Sleep. One of lifes small durable pleasures. On the train to college, curled up in a snug little ball, at 6am in the morning, i try to get as much sleep as possible. My head, rocks back and forth, to the hum of the wheels on the train. My body slowly slipping, into a floating vessel of peace. I can feel my body sink deep into the soft seats of the train, the delicious smell of lemon morning detergent, gently tickles my senses to sleep....
Immersed deep into my dreams, i get intouch with the the playful sense of smell. A lady's breeze's past me, finding a seat, the delicate hairs in my nose are aroused. The power of scent is profoundly moving. The ladys perfume smells of lilles. The smell, as sweet and devilish as candy, in that fleeting second, it somehow manages to seep deep inside the cracks of your brain, and then just like that it is gone, the lady moves through the train, taking the smell with her, my mind forever holding onto the frail delicious scent.
Everynow and again, we forget about the little things, that bring us together, that make us stop and wonder, and step back in awe. Take a day this week, were you stand beside yourself, and get intouch with your senses and emotional side, you'll find, there is so much beauty and luminosity in your average day.
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