"if you're a bird, I'm a bird"   -   "GET IN THE WATER.. GET IN. No I'm sorry baby, please just get in the water!"   -   "what happens if a car comes?" "we die"

Sorry, I just dried up my eyes and mascara-covered face and thought I'd leave you a few quotes I know you'd appreciate you've already seen all over weheartit and other such sites. Ah. It's one of those classics where it only makes sense to cry, and to return to it before too long only to repeat the same tear-streaming happenings.

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As you can probably tell, I'm really losing track of time since study leave! Every day seems like Saturday - which in theory is pretty good, but it's a little repetitive. And my routine's fucked. I'm allowing gadgets and town runnings to run wild with my time, despite another exam to work through. It being a Science one should leave me a little worried, but I'm left too relaxed outside in the sun...

"you just tell me what you want and I'll be that for you"

Just leaving the internet unoccupied (on my behalf) for an hour or two whilst I focus my attention on The Notebook. Such a lovely and admirable film - thank you, Nicholas Sparks. I will read your novel (as opposed to purely enjoying crying over the film version) in the near future, just after I've read the Last Song, of which another great movie was made.

So many of my blogs are well thought out (too thought out) and are (always!) re-edited until they are a close distance to the perfection I create in my head. It leads to the question - why do I spend so much time tapping away at my keyboard, writing for no real purpose? It's not going to be marked with a way too strict red pen; it won't be valid as an additional GCSE or other qualification. Although, silly it may sound, I think it contributed nicely to extended my writing skills and understanding for English. Are you really saying it counts as revision? Ha,  no, unlikely it could be categorised as such an evil act. So why is it that I browse through unknown peoples' blogs and create my own? Oh, right, it hasn't yet failed in relieving my mind of any knot it's tied itself into (with writing releasing the tight bow of the lace - the lace being my thoughts).
      I think further I adulate (new word, sorry if it's in the most wrong context there!) searching through websites for pretty pictures to throw together and write a few words about, whether it be analysing them or including them last-minute to a post it has relevance to. Blogging gives me reason to save hundreds (really) of pictures to my computer, hence why I return the favour by posting so many! Although, I say it gives me reason, I think I really mean excuse - because even without blogger (such a horrible and empty world that would be!) I'd spend hours of my day looking through tumblrs and weheartit.com. Blogger just allows me to include them in what I hope to be an intellectual and clever way. Not that I'm going to in this one - no, it's way too deep ;).

...really?   

Given that it's my 100th post, I figured I could do anything I fancied...

It's a shame I can't literally 'do anything I fancied' though, huh?

I saved this file as 'yes'. It's just very 'yes' appropriate.

How I wish to lay my gadgets around - only an arms distance from reading and creating stories within a seconds' movement.

And yes,

 

the landscapes of your routine may change;

as might the people.

But don't allow too much upset, this should be a good thing, right? You'll be shown more respect, and will still be able to laugh to yourself about your childhood memories when flicking through the photo albums you're currently mid-way through creating, but by then it'll be acceptable for you to have that wine you're sipping and that weekly pedicure. Actually, it sounds a little sweeter, no?

It's lovely and genius combined, I can't belive I only watched it for the first time this week!

It, like the shoes, made me happy!

..here's to Sex and the City!

Happy:
• enjoying or showing or marked by joy or pleasure
• cheerful; willing

Oh I am happy. The source of this permanent smile? A pair of shoes. Well, two pairs. And yes, I am really saying it - the shoes made me happy. Purchasing such an elegant pair and also a summer-suited pair of 'durable coverings for the foot' (google's definition of shoe) led to an instant smile on my face - one that has been glued to it since the buy. Aaah, life is good and shoes are very undervalued designs, which is cool, and a little comforting, because I'm sure I won't see the lovely, smile-enforcing beauty's on anyone elses feet.

Oo, I'm just a sucker for shoes!