Happy Happy Hippo.

a variation of the childrens game, only available in my mind.


Five reasons as to why my happiness levels have upped in the last few days.


1. I haven't had homework for about three weeks now. This is observed as a result of working in class by mum, but in my eyes its the result of not starting the work altogether, or doing a half-arse job to get it done asap.

2. Supernatural season five premieres tomorrow. I think that needs no explaining.

3. Its almost the end of year nine. This both amuses and depresses me. The thought of going into a higher year level in about 12 weeks brings the thought of more difficult work, and more homework + higher expectations.
So really i'm not actually looking forward to the impending doom which is the schooling year next year.

4. It's raining. I'm watching supernatural, writing a blog and listening to my sister play the ol' Goanna aka Piana'.

5. I had a dream that Triple J played a General Fiasco song. I was actually under the assumption that it wasn't a dream at the time, but since my radio was off i had to believe otherwise. Fingers crossed that Triple J will surprise me by playing one of their songs soon.

you're on the blog with felicity. thanks for staying awake. x

Come to uncle moe's family feedbag.,,

Its good good good good, good good good :)


For those of you who have not yet noticed, i am a tad bored. [Hence the simpsons quote]

So. I have a new life plan: get fit. Its not working out for me so far, since i only decided it would BE my life plan yesterday, and i've only succeeded in doing 69 sit-ups for a laugh...

Might go on the treadmill later! getting fit is important... although i know as soon as i hop off this computer [already highly healthy...] i'll go and sit in front of the TV as i usually do..and eat junk food.

But one day i'll get fit.. get active. get motivated!*


Anyway there's only about a week and a half left of school. Then only three years..
Funfields on friday. Won't that be... fun.
If the weather on friday is ANYTHING like it is today [cloudy with a chance of TORRENTIAL RAIN], then it'll be an absolute laugh.

For fear i shall delve deeper into the even more random aspects of my mind i'll stop this blog thusly.

You're on the blog with felicity. x




* fuck that.

TWLOHA

To Write Love On Her Arms.

A non prophit

organisation, dedicated completely to helping those with depression/anxiety/ other disorders.

Why am i telling you this, you might querie?
Well, i'm writing this because tomorrow [Friday, the 13th of November] is TWLOHA day.

To help the cause, you simply have to write the word 'LOVE' on your arm, take a photo, then send it into the TWLOHA website [www.twloha.com]

VOILA.

I am definitely going to help the cause, by writing love on my arm :)

Write love on your arm, its the least you can do.

you're on the blog with felicity.

Day Too Soon.

Some People Have Real Problems.

On the other hand, here i am, at 17 minutes past lunchtime, posting a blog for my own enjoyment.
Decided to be a meanie today, and get the day off. After all, out of all the days this week has tortued me with, today is the one day that there is no assessment due.
So i took advantage of this.
Although, partly i took the day off because my sister had mentioned going to the airport with her friend, and the thought of passing up the chance of perving on international arrivals was something of which i didn't want to pass up.
But after i got the day off i found out that my sister's friend wasn't too keen on having some 15 year old follow her and my sister around whilst they went a-huntin' for jobs.
So instead, my plans of the day have been reduced to watching old Busted videos on youtube, and sniggering at the dog whenever he falls into a deep sleep and scares himself by snoring.

Another boring blog, for another boring day.

Also, i can't wait to get rid of my horrific sock tan.
Aitken college, see what you've done to me?

You're on the blog, with a very bored felicity.
x

Heart.

"hearts don't just break -
that's too easy, too quick,
like dropping a plate.

Hearts are crushed,
hacked.

They bleed,
into every organ
until the pain is so unbearable
you just want to tear off your head.'

- Jinx, Margaret Wild.

The heart is an amazing thing...
so intricate, so important; yet people seem to take them for granted.

Don't break her heart.

remember, you're on the blog with felicity. x