Fluffy pink blanket

I got a calming bath bomb from a friend. It is supposed to 'wrap you in a fluffy pink blanket' and it did just that. I was stressed, I had a pink bath while listening to records, I was calm.

Don't shoot me

My Moma came into my room and said we must both start inspiration boards. I used to do this kind of thing when I was about fifteen years old. That was a few weeks ago and slowly my board is filling with pictures and things I find pleasing to look at. I have been drinking a lot of iced coffee recently, I find it somewhat comforting, like tea. It's getting colder out, but nevertheless, still the best part of the year where it's cold enough to bundle up in the evening, but not too cold you can't feel. My friend bought me a Fleet Foxes vinyl record. The cover is a work of art. The music is also. I now have history school work to attend to.

The clouds are outside while I sit indoors

My moma was blessed with amazing blue/gray eyes so I thought i would see what I look like with eyes like hers. I'm usually against the whole manipulation of photographs like this but it is so RAD. Those eyes penetrate through me! Although I am happy with the eyes I was given, there's no harm in experimenting on the computer huh?

It's all a blur now

Salutations! These are a series of accident photographs from previous years that, in my opinion, are quite mesmerizing. Like Autumn. Tonight I went to the cinema with my father. After this I sat in my room listening to Pink Floyd all night, eating super wine biscuits smothered in Nutella. I am going to the library tomorrow. Farewell.

Persian

Yesterday we ventured to Auckland City to see the new apartment that my parents bought. My brother will be living in it. I think it's radical and frankly I am excited to stay in it. We left quite late last night to go home and so I lay in the back of the van with no seats the whole way listening to my new favourite, Marina and the Diamonds, her first album. I felt like I was in an alternative film as I gazed at the street lamps creating patterned shadows all through the van. It was nice. I also created for myself a place to do work in my room. The last time I had to study, I was always distracted by the birds, naming each and every one that returned day after day and that just wasn't practical. I want a new chair for my desk, ultimately i would like a ghost chair but, i have little to no money so, once again, unpractical. Papa says we can go to a second hand furniture store to buy one. This is nice.

Oh hope

 I would like to go on a trip to Ohope with some friends and perhaps pitch a tent somewhere and spend two nights there living off a few dollars and a few packets of noodles. It would be nice to do something where we are not expected to be home at any time and we can do what we want. I am starting to feel my age; I'm eighteen soon and I feel like I didn't appreciate the time of being seventeen and that is a regret of mine, but in saying that I still had fun. I also would like to go bowling with some people (purely because I have nine free game vouchers). I would like to watch some interesting films which strike up conversations, also I would like to watch some films where no talking is needed and we can just soak in our own thoughts along with the writer of the film's ideas.

lie on the grass and watch the sky

http://bethhoeckel.com/COLLAGE.htm

Just need to say how obsessed I am with Beth Hoeckel's collages. She has it done so perfectly one can't quite tell whether you are staring at reality or if it is an image in a kaleidoscope. I find that I make many collages when I have read my eyes dry or turned my eyes square from a screen and it actually chews the time away because you lose yourself cutting from printed paper while listening to good tunes.

I have been quite content recently, floating could describe the motion in which I have been living these past few days. I have realised someone is much more interesting when they don't speak all that they think. I try not be an open book because I find those who speak less hold the most interest, and I wish to speak to these kinds of people and to be their friend. I have also been reading interesting novels that I have never heard of, partly because I like to escape to another world and partly because I would like to expand my vocabulary.

I am reading The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett, I make sure I memorise the authors of the books I read so I can speak of good books with other people. The Secret garden is a good book because it makes me do as the characters say. For instance one particular character likes to breath in the fresh air because he likes to think it will make him live forever, so I read outside and I breathed in so deeply, and I felt content.

Cigarette

I just went to the supermarket. As I opened the door of my car to get out the smell of cigarettes hit me. Even though this smell is often rather disgusting and frustrating, this particular smell of cigarettes reminded me of going on vacation to lands that I am unfamiliar with. The good kind of unfamiliar, where even the supermarket is more exciting than my hometown. It's nostalgia, obviously.

cat

Violet

J'ai les cheveux violets et je l'aime.

cat fur

I stayed home today, I realised I am much more productive without people near me but that is no one's fault but mine because I tend to get distracted if I have someone on my mind. In fact there is someone on my mind. A boy. Being a young girl and all, that is where he will stay until other people change their ideas. But it's funny how when you want someone to change, they don't, but when you don't want them to change, they do. Surprisingly, I have been very unstressed lately, I feel completely placid a majority of the time. Maybe it's because I have been drenched in the quotidian sameness of it all. I had a good breakfast this morning, even Cat enjoyed the vanilla yoghurt.

I told my mother yesterday, "I need a new hobby," and to this she replied "What are you really interested in?"
Really, I have no answer to that and I must find one. Obviously I enjoy doing certain things but the last time I had something I spent everyday doing was a long time ago. These things drift from me as I am a being who loves change.

I have had many blogs where I talk about the happenings of my own life, but I do get rather bored at times. Now that I am older I hope that my life becomes more interesting as I spend days yearning for tales of worth with my fellow companions. Today it is raining, but then a few minutes ago it was not. My hair is growing longer, it's funny how hair marks time in life. Where did the days go?