Bitching

Yes everybody has heard of it and probably everyone has done it at sometime in their life...don't lie...even guys do it, sometimes they are the biggest bitches themselves. It is quite hilarious because you don't reckon they would but you know everybody does. Yes in my time...especially year seven I will confess I had done it too but I never liked it. I still don't. Why did I do it? Peer Pressure of course.
Now I have an aversion to it...when I hear a friend or somebody doing it, i hate it I can't stand it. It is actually hilarious when the person who is talking about you or a friend is looking at you whilst talking so you kind of get the idea of their conversation. I mean real subtle guys. Even children know how to act.
I mean sometimes I do it now but after it I feel guilty as hell and I vow not to do it again and I will keep that vow. Trust me.
Oke-dokies I just wanted to give my little spiel for the day.
And I am updating my food blog tonight as well, as promised.

It all started with do you remember...

Pain

I couldn't help it. I had a a few minutes to spare and I told you that I would get you a poem and I did. It flowed easily for me, all of a sudden it just came. I know it is a bit long but I hope you like. For some a little cryptic but I guess that is who I am.

I see. I finally see.
I know. I finally know.
I remember. I finally remember.
And recollect.

Dark stained glass.
It is like I am underwater.
My heart beating and my soft breathing sounds heavy,
heavier than the rain crashing down my window.

Shadows. Darkness. Phantoms.
Linen. Warmth but cool.
Splash. It hits me, repressed memories.
Betrayal and Betrayed.

My constant.
The one I didn’t realise until it was too late.
His warmth and jokes never went astray.
My constant until he walked away.

Alone. Until one day.
The light heralded and he came.
Soft but steady, slow but ready.
And then somehow we were.
We just became.

It started with acceptance when no one would.
He believed when I said I could.
The goal lined up and then I shoot…somehow missed,
missed something major just let me think.

Fun. Hugs. Nicknames.

Someone understood. Someone cared.
Then he left and never came back again.
No calls, no texts, nothing.
Bond. Friendship went all down the drain.

Abandoned. Scared.
I am in foreign land where lipstick and mascara rule this band.
I had to adjust. Change. Never be the same.
For that I was blamed.

I got called names.
Laughed at and bitched about.
I never could be the same.
Because I was betrayed.

I conformed, uniformed.
Marched to their anthem.
Kept in time.
I hated all those days.

Black Beauty and the Silver Brumby.
Cantered into view.
I am all grown up and I am so confused.
Trust. Distrust. I really don’t know what to do.

I’ve been hurt over and over.
Cut deeper and deeper.
Each time doesn’t get easier.
So what do I do?

Jump Back. Whoosh.
The girls with the lipsticks and the mascaras.
The girls who didn’t see me.
I faded as he slipped away.

White. Sterile. Metallic.
So many cords and machines.
So little time but I didn’t know.
That another would go.
I was abandoned and betrayed.

The one that stood strong.
The one that I always had.
But something makes me not get close.
Like any minute he would go away.

My actions hurt him.
And he was my true constant.
Now I am the poacher.
And I am not the only one who has felt betrayed.

It all started with do you remember...

a touch of sugar and spice is always nice

Yes my food blog is open. Link is http://atouchofsugarandspice.blogspot.com/. Check it out not much yet but honestly more yummy things to come.

Who says being carefree is hard

I don't want to sound like a busybody but I really am although right now I am listening to Hotel California and blogging...damn plan for media and two essays. Anyway life is definitely too short to stress and so with this I have a few rules that I will abide to or attempt to to make life less stressful especially these up and coming weeks...musical soon and then auditions for play and homework and gosh soooooooooo much anyways...tips to not stress
1. Just don't. If anything seems it kind of put it on a scale and you will look at it a lot realistically.
2. I have many concerns and last term I got a little weird but you guys don't need to know that but all you do need to know is be positive and look on the bright side of things.
3. When you want to frown, smile...even faking it sends endorphins through your bloodstream.
hmmm what else...
4. keep your friends close and really not your enemies closer (though i don't have any I hope) because honestly that is too much hard work.

Okay my brain is fried trying to think oh and my friends helped me sort out the tagline. Past presence sounded better or something so thanks to joj and jaj.

Not that I needed more work but I have a great poem and I will work on it, hopefully for new post oh and the food blog is called a touch of sugar and spice is always nice... but their are no posts yet, haven't got around to doing it....busy. Cya

It all started with do you remember...
(how was that?)

Haze

It started off as a foggy day, the rays of the sun could barely be seen as harsh as it was hazed out by the fog that lay thick in the air. This was last Friday morning.

My brother, mother and I walked to the train station as we were meeting family and I couldn't help escape this light as it hit my brother. He didn't even know I took these pictures above and below until later on. I vowed I will always carry my camera except for school for obvious reasons...there is nothing interesting there...haha jokes. (Awkward laughing at my own jokes, so not cool) Anyways I thought the sun was very pretty, it was a refreshing morning stroll.

In this picture the focus is a bit out and I think the reason behind that was because I tripped over the curb. Anyway it kind of shows a rounded illusion as if he is in a glass ball. Something like a dream or old memory.

here he looks just plain depressed...he isn't though.

Foreign

I don't understand why people are obsessed with foreigners or foreign things. Is it the novelty? The mystery? Or the charm that comes with them? Or that they'd like to come with them. Something that is out of the ordinary that kind of spices things up in their relatively boring and ordinary lives.
Over the years I've seen such obsessions that have come in the form of boys, girls, fridges( the ones with the automatic drink dispenser and ice dropper), cars, driving, training, facebook...I think you get it by now.
But honestly I do not get it because I had never felt any of that for anything. Wow look at this object that speaks to you, haha I can't stop poking it. (that was sarcastic by the way) I have nothing against other people having fun with novelties but I am confused that I have never felt the need to express enthusiasm over new things. When people were getting their L's I didn't get mine until six months later and my friends were telling me too because it is so fun driving but I never felt like that and then a month later they say oh my god these intersections are a pain in the ass. Or with facebook but I've already expressed my opinions on that subject or there was this one time when my year five class got to eat fruit during class and have hot chocolates in the winter, people took advantage of it I mean I don't think you'd eat five fruits in the hour at home so why at school...because it is new and exciting? C'mon people we are talking about fruit and I love fruit but not like that. On musical camp we have a coffee and tea at our disposal but guess what happened people were drinking nonstop during rehearsals because it was there. Now honestly I think that is pathetic.
Again some of my ramblings.

Ooh I am making another blog but it is strictly about the food I attempt and I will have two posts up at least  by the end of this week. I've just been busy with school and personal things. So yeah. I will post the link for anyone who wants to have a look this week.

and I decided not to have a tagline because really that is copying jaja and she seemed to make it work and mine just...doesn't.
So yeah keep tuned.

Warm and Toasty Wednesday

Yes I am making a food diary on this blog too. Isn't my blog just great with its variety. Hahaha. (No I am not up myself)
Food Diary #1 Poached Eggs On Muffins.
http://weightloss.com.au/recipes/snack-recipes/crumpets-poached-egg-cheese-tomato.html
Yes I won't take any credit in recipes that weren't from me or my mum. Haha. So no I wasn't looking for something that will lose weight but something healthy. This site has other yummy things but I used this recipe for lunch. Except I had one wholemeal muffin so one egg on each half. Because honestly I am a growing teenager (cough, cough). Instead of muffin you can use crumpet which is what they suggested but I don't like crumpets so yeah. But they also suggested a muffin to but the recipe above uses a crumpet.
So look to that website for the recipe and above is mine. It could have done good with a little more cooking time but let me tell you the tomato was refreshing with it. Over the  holidays I have fallen in love with apple on my weetbix for breakfast and tomato and tuna.
Now with this here are my tips.
Tip 1. You don't need to put salt on the tomato as the cheese has enough salt in it anyway.
Tip 2. Have everything you need before you start so you aren't running around like a madman/woman.
Tip 3. Don't salt your water, put vinegar in water and let it simmer and when you crack egg in the pan use a spoon to swirl the water around the egg around so that it keeps its shape. I learnt this from mum and it works so does the vinegar.
Tip 4. If you want to go healthy like mwa. Low fat or reduced fat cheese, wholemeal crumpet or muffin, even better wholegrain muffin, a little bit of salt on the egg but really healthy goers just leave the salt up to the cheese.

Practice makes Perfect so why not start now...