Does anyone have those mornings where there minds are burdened by everything but at the same time they're thinking about nothing inparticular.....infact nothing at all. I woke up a little in despair && not quite knowing why, i had a nice bubbly bath but i've still been feeling down today.
I like that these last few days have been spent with family and close friends because that gives me a certain amount of closure &&
Today i wanted to be swept off my feet//I wanted to be spoit//I wanted someone to dance with, to hold my waist && a shoulder to rest on as we'd waltz past the moon and get lost in eachother.
"When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies. And now when every new baby is born its first laughbecomes afairy. So there ought to be one fairy for every boy or girl."
I had such an amazing day today.
&& i didn't actually do much really. In the morn' i had to be perky' n ready for work which was rather difficult seeing as i had very little sleep. Work was murder
I slept for about 2 hours afterwards.
But then evening came and i had to escort my sister to her little friend Sarah's fairy party (*squeals* fairy party!!!!!)&& we actually got majorly lost but that's another story. on arrival i was greeted by a group of around 30 faeries.....polkas,leg-warmers,tiaras,dorothy shooesies,shinyness,snazzy tights,pixie skirts, home-made wands n wings and ALL. They all looked too cute.
I wanted to be THEM with youth and innocence still on my side, i wanted it so bad. Its strange that i blended in so well, we all sat around singin' along to the Killers, Kaiser Chiefs,MCR (uhummm) and just boppin' the nite away. I got into random conversations &&& just had a laugh,
I watched from the back door as they all huddled up in a little faery gathering and then they scattered into the depths of the garden, scattered away. it was so unreal, felt almost a lifetime away.
I wanna go back,
I wanna go back to Neverland
cos' i hate it here. i hate the trivial problems and pointless conversation and the up's n downs, but then i love it && my friends and the people who have touched me with their words n the reasons i've grown to be who iam today, my family,my traditions, my culture.
BUT what i long for is Neverland.
The B I G 1,7 is coming up, i saw this and i smiled, and i want......
I was sooo pwoud today Yay ME!! I got my first piece of english work back ((finally)) && my teacher said she was really impressed because i had told her beforehand that i always had trouble with my memory and generally i build on stories i was told about myself at childhood but really i have NO memories &&& she said that it was really unoticable because i wrote such a detailed account of my memory that "it provokes many emotions and questions to the reader"
here's my little memory we were meant to produce as an introduction to the unit :D
Not quite a little girl anymore, even I knew that. People think that when you're young you are in a bubble protected from the madness that is Life and all that goes on around you. There's a lot more to it, a lot more you capture than people know. Things change all too quickly though, we all know that and with Christmas nearby and the smoke from 15 candles long dispersed from the house, it was soon back to routine.
I found one of those scented soaps and just sat on my bedroom floor taking in the fragrance. I thought of my mother's scent and how it seemed to follow her wherever she went and hide in her clothing. At 9, I used to catch her at secret moments early in the morning as she prepared for work, carefully selecting her jewellery for the day as I watched in fascination. Sometimes I’d wear her tops not caring that they never fit but hugging myself as though longing for some warmth. She’d even tell me to shut my eyes, lift my neck and would ever so delicately dab a little perfume on my neck like I was a grown up. There was never really time for that anymore and it would be silly to ask so I guess I treasured those faded memories hidden in perfume bottles.
because it's a whole new start.
that's why i thought i'd start up my LJ. It's all fresh and new ((like the smell
of newly purchased boots)) at Graveney..it really is.
We have a whole new little common room group that
just hang and chat mainly, we kindnapped Jamie though
so he's not actually there by choice :P. Things are alright.
It's still a HUGE place and i seem to see new faces everyday...
which is great
because i'm a people person :D.
I do, however, get this sense of urgency to just leave or (to just simply)
POOF!!!
then
BANG.
and i'm somewhere else.
somewhere adventurous
and different but with all the same people i know now,
people i used to know,
even people i never met.
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*but inside i'm dancing*
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*sighs*
*love the way you move so sexy
