See also: "Photo blogging"

(And "Narrating in 5-year-old-style prose)
Today was perfect. I woke up too cold to sleep (which didn't really bother me, after all the birds were up and it was foggy, green, brown, yellow and lovely) at 6am, borrowed Lara's jumper, left our tent and introduced myself to Alex's horse.

After he wandered away, I found tea in the kitchen and made myself a cup, then I sat on the stairs drinking and smiling gently at everything until it was finished.

Ro woke up and sat with me. Eventually Charlotte came out, took our photo, and I made us all warm drinks (another tea for me, Milo for Ro and Coffee for Charlotte).


After a few hours of awakeness (which included commandeering Alex's computer and exchanging Lara's blue jumper for Ro's brown zip-up jacket) I crawled into Alex's tent and went to sleep. And hour and a half later, I woke up to the sound of birds and watched a spider get blown about in the wind until I decided to get up and find the others.... I went into the computer room and fell asleep on Ro's lap. And so it went for the entire day, waking up, talking to people, playing DS, stroking David's head (see below) and then falling back asleep.



And when Mum came to pick me up, I got to drive down Alex's road (not into town though... she doesn't handle the stress of her children driving too well). Yay for my spiffy new Learners Licence! I GOT 100%, take that standadised testing!!

Oh, Mrs O, will you tell us where the naughty children go?

So much happened last night I don't know where to begin to explain... I used up all my explanation in my e-mail to my beloved Kaylie... but I don't think I shall ever forget The Dresden Dolls... if only for Hannah.

I love moments with strangers. There was a man that was sitting on a bench watching the sun set when I was on my way back to the car with my fishing rod this afternoon. (I named him Eric) He smiled at me and asked "Did you catch anything?" I said "No, but that's not what I was here for." then we looked at the sunset together and it was perfect. So I grinned again and kept walking.
Living for those perfect life-confirming interactions with kind people. *happy sigh*

Seven on a scale from dead to breathing

My extensive plan for tomorrow (well, today actually, it being 12:28am and all):

I have to: wake up, book train ticket, print things for Miss Rackley, dress for school, ride to school, go to class, enjoy class, give print-outs and explain to Rackley how I totally fucked up my Drama work, ride home, check I've got my costume packed (at least three times), dye hair, shower extensively, find something awesome to wear until I change into my costume, wear the cool things I found, check I've packed my costume again, at 11:30 find credit cards and all nessacary information ect and prepare everything for getting AFI tickets, at 12 (as soon as the pre-sale goes on sale) get AFI tickets, ensure I have my Dresden Dolls ticket and check packing again, get to the train, ride train, change to different train, arrive at valley, make my way to the Arena, find friends, change into Batman costume, set up, perform, watch other performances (ZEN ZEN ZO!!!), (hopefully) meet Amanda and Brian, return home.

I best get off to bed then.

Dreaming my dreams with you

Lara and I talked until 2am yesterday - six hours in total.
I love good conversations. When I saw her this morning, it was almost like just saying hi was sharing a secret that only the two of us knew about..... *happy smile* "Fork."

Then you'll miss me, won't you

I had my window wound down when we stopped for a red light. The man in the car next door was singing to a song I'd never heard before.. I wanted to join him but I didn't know the words. I named him Tom and watched him intently until we drove away. I liked you Tom.

Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei

Translation: ''You want to leave but you don't want, don't want to'' (Yes, I adore that song... oh so dancy! Yay for gay Romanians!)

Steve Irwin's dead. I laughed. Everybody looked at me like I was heartless.
I mean, people die all the time, he had a good life, he enjoyed himself and all that. Go him, he died doing what he loved.
I would laugh if I died; not that that makes any sense, because I would be dead.. It's hard to explain. Eh, oh well.

I have the QCS Test (Queendsland Core Skills Test) tomorrow. It's scary yet awesome.... scary because I don't want to leave my friends yet, awesome because I have the rest of my life ahead of me (however long that may be) to do stuff... AWESOME!


Also, after extensive spider-discussion with Josh, I've come to the conclusion that more spiders should be shiny.. as if they're wearing vinyl (like mouse spiders).

What a wonderful caricature of intimacy

Frin: "Muuuuum he keeps trying to chew on everything I draw an- aaaaaaagh, he wiped his nose on my face!"
Mother: "It was because he loves you."
Frin: "...no, actually he was trying to bite me."