Tricky.

I swear, i have just been through the longest week of my life.

This wasn't one of those dramatic days as an adolescent where something just seemed SO horrible that you'd exclaim "This is the WORST day of my life!"

When we were littlest it was the dreaded call of "bedtime!" at about 6.30 or 7 in the evening. I remember feeling so depressed that the day was over for us and that we'd never ever one day be old enough to stay up till 9 o'clock.

For some of us later on it was travelling the 20 minute walk to the swimming pool in sweltering weather, then after arriving finding that it was closed for "repairs". It may seem a little dramatic now but i remember the sad feeling of having to walk all the way home feeling more thirsty with every step.

For others, it was being the first one to get up to dance at a party, obviously standing up too soon and suddenly feeling so dizzy that they had spun along until crashing into the wall on the other side of the room. It was more of a auditorium then a room. Also more of a mass gathering then a party. The silence after the crashing noises subsided was just solid. Everyone did eventually join in the dance. But that was a low point.

This week shockingly beats all of that combined. I can't see an end to it. I actually can't remember where the week began and i'm hoping will all my little hope cells that i'll look back and it will seem just as over dramatic as the exclamation that was made on the day walking home from the swimming pool.

Pretty day

We went out to frolic (i let Tammy do most of that) and found a lovely quiet non-nudist beach way up the coast. We drove along the coast untill the road ended.

Watchmen?

Well i'm tired and happy to be home. Stuffs been happening, but the latest news is that I wish to go to the movies but i have this idea a few times a week and usually end up putting my feet on a surface and staying in.

In other news. I made an eggless sponge cake last night. My chef friend couldn't stop laughing when he heard just how flat it turned out. It was like cookie dough. I hate attempting to get by baking with no eggs. I also should keep my mouth shut about my failed concoctions. I already didn't know what a Gateau was.

It was wonderful! I'm not sure i should thank it or hate it for those songs which have been bouncing around in my head all week.

I'm home!

My very own ducky photos

Where are my ducky photos?

Well being the only one willing to take photos means i have alot of pictures depicting, say, the people i spend the most time with. During the past couple of weeks however, i've had alot of free time on my hands with Alistair at work all the time but shockingly managed to take one photo of the being i've spent 12 days with out of the 21 i've been here.

Realizing that, I extended my stay another week and a half. Shockingly, it wasn't untill after i did this, i started REALLY missing my family extra instead of dreading my travel date.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Assorted Rugged images from this past week

Civic Centre 7.30 Sunday

Look who i'm tentatively going to see!
It'll be my late birthday present.

Radiant Ducky

Merry Birthday to All Smallest of Younger Sisters!

Whoa Whoa

Twenty Two Years Old. I'm so happy i'm not getting younger instead of older. That would depress me. I'm old at heart and young of brain. It's all very exciting!

Things I've learned in the past year:

Reading books or watching movies all the way through pretending it might be worth it does not mean it will end up feeling that way.
Hospitality is okay and yummy food is totally rad.
You are probably allergic to bee stings.
Frowning makes you invisible. Or attracts the boring kind of attention.
If someone annoys you, only vent about them to people they will NEVER meet. I finally met someone i dislike immensely.
Don't let grown hobbies bloom out of proportion.
My presents are getting better and better. Quality AND Quantity.
Pepper makes me sneeze uncontrollably.
Sunglasses are GREAT as headbands.
Photos are the best thing in the world to collect. Then it's stationary. And DVDs.
Fun Fact: That 70's show still makes me laugh.
Sad people make me squeeze out tears! What happened to my wonderfuly naieve hard heartedness?!
I am tired of having straight hair.
Alistair is gorgeous AND funny.
I have a twin. Granted she's shorter then me, has a different accent, face and manner. But still we get mistaken for each other.
Being in the same room as a Piano is almost worse then drums.

Being 22 is totally like whoa compared to 21. I start off with trying to pretend it feels different, and like totally it might end up really being that way.

Happy Nicky

Happy Birthday Nicky!

Appy New Year

Christmas ends

Christmas begins!

I'm pretty happy. I get two weeks holiday at home! We had a few gatherings and it's been nice to see people briefly and wrap up the year with food and speech There were a few outings at work i got to dress up and go out for. I'm totally grown up now. Except for that part where i drive and do not drink so can't fully relax. I also dont trust people enough if they offer to give me a ride to take me home when i want to go home. MY home. So anyway, it will be weird to not have to struggle to be up at 6.30am tomorrow morning, get to work exactly five minutes late (ironically, the clock at work is five minutes fast) and be told "good afternoon". Great a place as it is to work with the best bosses ever, i'm looking forward to some time to sleep in and have hobbies again.