Some Days

Run with the Wind by Dappled Cities on replay.

I just want to lay on the floor all day and do nothing.

I don’t feel playful or particularly happy. It’s more of a neutral feeling border lining on *dramatic depression. If I watched ‘**Spirited Away’, I’d probably weep throughout the whole film.

[*Dramatic depression – The world is falling apart. It’s not really falling apart.]

[**Spirited Away – A very much loved anime by Hayao Miyazaki. It is excellent.]

There is a disconnect.

Sibby x

**edit – I wanted to explain how I felt but I find it difficult to express it in words. I also didn’t have very much to say.

I still don’t.

Cute DIY Decorative Planter Idea

I came across this tutorial on Pinterest and thought how clever this idea was! It’s a DIY planter using only a small tuna can (or similar) and some wooden pegs. So decorative!

The actual website it is from is in Chinese and I don’t know what it says but the pictures are pretty self explanatory 🙂 The link is here if you’re interested!

Never Say No to Panda

Ok, this has to be one of the funniest set of advertisements I have seen so far. And I just have to share it. The company is Panda Cheese from Egypt.

The scare tactic that they have used to get people to buy their cheese is hilarious and interesting, to say the least!

Marie Digby – Avalanche

She’s such a great artist!

Growing Down

“Steph, don’t you think it’s time to grow up?”

What does this mean to ‘grow up’? I can deal with being a bit more taller, it would be nice. Maybe I’d be wiser too and possibly grow a long grey beard?

Jokes aside, this is what a friend said to me today and it caught me off guard. I even think I was a bit offended.

Before I get ahead of myself and think dark thoughts of revenge I’d like to ask myself a few questions:

What will I do with my new found ‘maturity’?

My humour would change and my jokes will become more ‘adult’. I’d set aside my appreciation of anti-jokes and achieve a deep sophisticated woman’s laugh.

I have to go now. I’ve just watched a documentary on sharks and it’s very important I tell someone.

Look! Bunny! Happy Easter.

Happy Easter!

Hello, ‘Friend.’

Today I realised.. That no matter how much you help a friend out you will never feel appreciated.

You can be the bestest person in whole damn world and people will still be a bit shit. Just remember, it’s not your fault. It’s theirs.

It’s more of a personal issue for me. I can either deal with it or let it get the better of me. Today it’s the latter.

There are three general rules I try follow to make situations like these more palatable.

1. If you lend money or do a favour. Don’t expect it back.

2. Do what is humanly possible to help a friend out because you are a good friend.

3. Keep secrets and watch your mouth. (This one is not a ‘try’. I keep secrets and take them to my grave.)

Seriously. A fucking please and thank you would be fabulous and acknowledge that I helped your sorry ass out.

You’re shit. Sad but true..

The First Quarter of my Year in Food Pictures

While thinking of what to blog about today, I went through my photos and sadly most of them were of food. I didn’t actually take a picture of every meal I had at the different restaurants (I would have an outrageous amount of photos. Now I wish I did take more pics). I know it looks like a lot of food (which it is!) but my excuse is I do go train and exercise 5 times a week for 1- 2 hours a day!

If the first quarter of 2012 was Indulgence then this next quarter of the year will be Painful, as I now have decided to add three hi-performance cycling classes to my weekly exercise timetable to counteract all the food I’ve been eating. Anyways hope you enjoy looking at it as much as I enjoyed eating it!

Rock. Off.

Today I realised… Vodka.

I was still pretty hammered at 7 in the morning. I went from “Rock’n Roll” to “Vodka’n Guts” in a time period of 12 hours. The next day was Hell to pay and in my head all I can think of is, “never again, NEVER again..” and “Is my liver broken?”

Events that occurred in no particular order.

– My sister’s friend has a very good middle eastern accent. That taxi ride was SO hilariously awkward.

– Some guy tried to offer me a drink he apparently bought for his ‘friend’..

– Another guy slurred a pick up line and spilt his drink all over me. Smooth. I was going to make a dirty joke about being wet but no.

– Drama. Drama. It’s bound to happen when you’re with a group girly girls or girly boys. What’s a party without some tears?

– Danced crazy for four hours straight. I was well sweaty by the end. If you received a drunk, sweaty hug from me – I hope you ENJOYED it because I apologise for nussing! Bahahaha!

– Bumped into a very old friend from my home town. Holy shit, we all so grown up now!

HUGE thank you to my sister for keeping the boys away and keeping  the night legit. You’re the best!

I was home by 5am. Sad but true…

I just wanted to dance a little bit longer.