Thursday, 28 January 2010
Wednesday, 27 January 2010
I fought the urge to tear open the envelope there and then and climbed the stairs to the flat and once inside I ravaged the envelope and did a quick scan of the contents.
100% and some great praise. I was speechless for a few seconds (which friends tell me is quite something) and then I called Darren to tease him into thinking I had done terribly - then he heard the beer glasses clinking! I am made up - I don't know how the rest of the course is going to go but what a mighty fine start!
Thanking you for allowing my ego to take over for a moment.
District 9 is about when some aliens come to earth and their ship gets stranded above Johannesburg for years! The aliens are taken in on earth and put into contained areas – these areas soon become like slums. The movie talks about what happens with the care that is given to these aliens and the interactions they have with the humans. It’s a mighty fine movie and one of the best I have seen this year.
I love the idea of aliens and when you look at some of the creatures in the sea it’s easy to think that they are already here, but even if you aren’t into the whole ufo/alien thing – I think you’ll like it…..love it even!
Tuesday, 26 January 2010
(I don't know what to say - sometimes a surgeon or a best friend should just say no!)
but look - here I think she looks pretty damn stunning - but somewhere after this I think it all went a little bit wrong......Courtney comes up with the lyrics but not necessarily the tunes, her antics appear to be that of a slightly unhinged person rather than an eccentric....but I pray for happy endings.
"Is she pretty on the inside
Baby pretty from the back"
Monday, 25 January 2010
Saturday, 23 January 2010
Not my photo and not my cat but it's cute ok!
On another note - I did my first assignment in way longer than I care to remember - it was kindof fun - but the posting it and waiting to get the mark is proving to be a far less fun affair - tutor if you can hear me PLEASE BE NICE!
In The Diner in Camden - it really is the best hang out - I think I was meant to have been born in the 50's but with the women's rights of today ☺ Lisa and her Root Beer.
Me and my neverending (or so it seemed) milkshake.
Plastic bottles in the trees - as you do.
I think this is like MI5 or something but I really wish it was my house - so many turrets! If I was the queen I would live here rather than Buckingham Palace.
A very London Scene.
A super friendly squirrel - shortly after this photo was taken he tried to give me a kiss - climbed on my coat and ran up a mans leg.
What am I talking about? Well, it's a friend - someone that I have put up with a lot from over the years that we have known each other - somethings quite huge, but I've always tried to believe in that person and to help them gain a better future/life for themselves. I have recently found out just how much bullshit they have been spouting about me. I don't know if that is what has gotten to me or if it's actually the fact that a couple of people have swallowed it so willingly they have almost gone back for seconds. Now, what do you do? There is no point in confrontation as it will get messy and turn into a he said she said scenario that I really have no time for. When I've tried to confront things there have always been excuses.
Do I ignore it and just think hmmm well jealousy is a curse. Do I just cut contact with this person or do I try to find a way to understand?
This person hasn't been all bad every day or anything but just some things are seeming to be almost unforgiveable from a 'friend'. In fact sometimes they have been really quite nice. Hence why I have stayed friends with them.
Friendships grow and friendships change - some go along the same path some branch off - some just never alter and feel like a dress that is too tight. Some just should never have been from the start.
Betrayal is what I call an act such as this and that is never a nice thing to feel. I could 'get my own back' but I am not that sort of person. I should've just walked away from it all with a shrug, but I am human and sometimes have my off days and sometimes come out with all guns blazing. But honestly, how can you protect yourself against lies? How can you justify or try to explain away someone else's meddling. Do you pity that person? I mean what a shame to go through life treating the right people in such a wrong way. Am I more angry that I have let myself be a part of all this or more angry that even now I would still help this 'friend' - am I maybe too nice for my own good? I never believed that there was such a saying - but I find myself nodding to myself about it now. I know my defences were weakened by all the health issues that I was going through - but not anymore......now I feel strong enough to just walk away. It's quite a revelation to not have to fight for my good name and to be mature enough to finally think - whatever let people believe what they want - the truth will out eventually and if it doesn't, then so be it - these people obviously weren't part of my life's plan after all.
Wednesday, 20 January 2010
A Creed To Live By
Don't undermine your worth by comparing
yourself with others.
It is because we are different that each of us is special.
Don't set your goals by what other people
Only you know what is best for you.
Don't take for granted the things closest to your heart.
Cling to them as you would your life, for without them
life is meaningless.
Don't let your life slip through your fingers
by living in the past or for the future.
By living your life one day at a time,
you live all the days of your life.
Don't give up when you still have something to give.
Nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying.
Don't be afraid to admit that you are less than perfect.
It is this fragile thread that binds us to each other.
Don't be afraid to encounter risks.
It is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave.
Don't shut love out of your life by saying it's impossible to find.
The quickest way to receive love is to give love.
The fastest way to lose love is to hold it too tightly;
and the best way to keep love is to give it wings.
Don't dismiss your dreams.
To be without dreams is to be without hope;
to be without hope is to be without purpose.
Don't run through life so fast that you forget
not only where you've been, but also where you're going.
Life is not a race, but a journey to be savored
each step of the way.
By Nancye Sims
Friday, 15 January 2010
These pictures were kindly sent to me by the Lovely Lisa at Rock Radio....go on, tell me they don't just melt your heart ♥♥
Anyhow, the Tim Burton movie in question is like one of my favorite stories with my favorite director and now lets throw into the mix that Mark Hoppus wrote a song for the soundtrack which was assume enough but it led me to check out the soundtrack and it looks pretty fine - not at all what you would expect and that is sometimes just the way it should be!
'Alice (Underground)' (Avril Lavigne)
'The Poison' (The All-American Rejects)
'The Technicolor Phase' (Owl City)
'Her Name Is Alice' (Shinedown)
'Painting Flowers' (All Time Low)
'Where's My Angel' (Metro Station)
'Strange' (Tokio Hotel and Kerli)
'Follow Me Down' (3OH!3 featuring Neon Hitch)
'Very Good Advice' (Robert Smith)
'In Transit' (Mark Hoppus with Pete Wentz)
'Welcome to Mystery' (Plain White T's)
'Tea Party' (Kerli)
'The Lobster Quadrille' (Franz Ferdinand)
'Running Out of Time' (Motion City Soundtrack)
'Fell Down a Hole' (Wolfmother)
'White Rabbit' (Grace Potter And The Nocturnals)
Friday, 8 January 2010
Brad is seeming to be a bit of a piglet with being able to stay faithful and the more interviews Angelina is giving at the moment the more she is at least implying that he's being naughty again.
There are issues here. Whatever the truth is these children will have the chance to read all this one day. Brad seems to be going through a major midlife crisis and Angelina is, well - she fell out with her Dad when he said she had mental health issues but I think it might just be a case of the truth hurting. I'd like to not care but a part of me is quite horrified that although she will readily admit to throwing knives at Brad in a row and attacking him quite savagely she tries not to do this in front of the children. Children see things and pick up on way more than parents realise. BUT this lady has a need to feel loved by the look of it. Her whole life is a catalogue of attention seeking ways to find that love. But now that 6 children are involved..........or probably about 10 by the time you have finished reading this, should she still be deemed as this great role model for adoption. I admire the idea, but just because someone has money doesn't not mean they can give the best to a child. Did anyone see the recent series of Killing Mom and Dad. Most of the kid murderers were thought to have been provoked by years of abuse and years of overbearing parents who expected their children to be some form of prodigy just because they had status and money. A young child is quite content, more often than not, with the wrappings of a present and not the contents. But more importantly most children just want to feel loved. To feel like they belong somewhere. To have their parents attention. To feel listened to.
I am not judging and I don't know the 'facts' - it's just something that hits me from time to time about money being used as a substitute of love or good parenting. God knows I admire any good parent. But look at all these socialites - they all seem to have the world at their finger tips but very few appear to be happy and even less really are. Do we all try to do too much. To try to be super parents and almost super human? And what is the cost? Too many latch key kids? To many street gangs taking over the family role? Does too many children end up stressing out the parents relationship? Too many lost children reaching for alcohol and drugs at an earlier and earlier age or to more devasting effects?
Or is it plain and simple - the media wanting a story no matter what the cost or the level of truth? It sometimes feels that maybe these things have always happened and we just hear about them more now due to the media coverage or modern medicine, a few hundred years ago I am sure it just was plain simply impossible for one woman to have 8 children and have them all survive. That maybe when someone rich and famous adopts a baby we just never hear about it.
Maybe Angelina's intentions for adopting every year or less are totally ok...but.......
Can you really listen and respond to the needs of so many children, Octomom seems to think so, she seems to think so to such a degree that she has said she would never rule out having more children. Which in turn makes me think they have this urge to love and be loved that nothing actually fills the void because they are looking in the wrong places.
I don't think that just because you are a human being you have the right to be a parent. It might sound extreme but it takes a lot to be a great parent I am sure and I just don't think that we all have those qualities and certainly being famous or having money doesn't guarantee you will either. Too often the whole money and fame circuit seems to be a nightmare rather than a dream.
On the other hand you have some children that are given everything by their parents in a very different way. Last night I watched a programme called Half Ton Son. The mother was doing everything for her chronically ill and overweight child. At 19 he was 60 stone. It looked uncomfortable, for want of a better word. His mother was feeding him everything he wanted and watching him getting bigger and bigger. It turned out that she had her first child die tragically young and was so into doing everything for her remaining child - almost at times seeming to guilt her surviving son over his behaviour but then giving in to it anyway. It was shocking. She needed help. I don't know why she was not given counselling when her first child died but all this appears to have almost cost her the life of her surviving son.
I see more and more families getting into debt to pay for the spiralling costs of the gifts their child is demanding for Christmas. Kids getting picked on for not having the right labelled clothes. Children with so much money that they get bored easily and pick up drug habits like it's easy. Checking into rehab for 2 days thinking it will solve their addiction.
Everyone looking for a quick fix. Everything needed yesterday.
I say everything in moderation and to remember it's the simple things in life that bring you the happiest longest lasting memories I am sure!
Wednesday, 6 January 2010
Catherine Zeta Jones gets snowballed in the street and she still can't crack a smile, said snowball missed her so she could've. She seems to be turning into a robot or quite miserable old age proportions. Whatever happened to the down to earth girl from the valleys? She was last heard muttering something about how a million pounds might be a lot to some but it was nothing to her..............mutter mutter...mutt!
Tiger Woods, well, what can I say? Bored! Pig!! Yawn!!!
But my horror-scope:
"Anybody who thinks your conscientious approach is dull is no match for you. So, continue to handle deals and responsibilities with all the precision and integrity you can muster. Your reluctant to lower your standards or to take short cuts is admirable and it is what makes you stand out from all the rest. Don't change a thing."
Now this I like. It actually fits in really well to a certain situation in my life but is fairly sound advice for everyone that is walking through life being a good person but not always being smiled upon. Remember jealousy is a curse and the usual course of any meanness muhaha.
Some women's surveys have been carried out towards the end of last year that show that a lot of women are finally getting sick and tired of always being on diets that make them tired and miserable, I am sure there are a lot of partners out there seriously naffed off too. Apparently the majority are deciding that it is better to be healthy than teeny tiny. If this is true can I hear the biggest cheer ever please!
Sports gear, corset panelled clothes, Bridget Jones style pants are all rumoured to be big this year - yeah yeah bad pun but mixed together it could be um, interesting. Larger baggier trousers are in, so bring back your boyfriend jeans. Although I must be doing something wrong as high waisted trousers give me an endless ass and baggy trousers just make me fat, unless of course I did really over indulge these last few months.
I finally let me eyes watch the Fearne meets Peaches documentary on tv and I have to say anyone that can make Fearne look good is quite something but for all the most very wrong reasons. Peaches came across as miserable, bratty, sulky, lazy, spoilt, rude, wasted and quite frankly very boring. Nice work PR company.
This lovely Chloe bag is gracing a few must have shopping lists but at over £2,000 I would rather see the poor python still alive and spend my £2k more wisely!
Mittens on strings - so great. These ones are £200 from Nina Peter. I got some blue mittens on string for £6!! Two bus journeys later string was cut, I had lost patience. How come as a much less co-ordinated child I could manage but now!?!? Maybe it's like doggy paddle in swimming, once you gain just an ounce of cool you lose the ability?
And for some reason something makes me happy to see these two still together. It's been all of about 2 or maybe 3 months which in hollywood terms means expect babies and wedding bells soon!
And poor old Brittany Murphy, 'cept she wasn't old at all, she wasn't the most super talented actress out there either but she appeared to be a lovely girl but yet another one to fall for the Dr Feelgood prescriptions, will they ever learn - I fear not. One look at this picture and how skinny she is and the dodgy lip fillers she has had, kindof points towards things not being well but I guess you can't help anyone unless they want to help themselves.
Grazia produced a very interesting article about mothers and daughters in the world of fame-dom. nearly every mother had regrets about their body image and/or drug taking past and hoped their children would choose more wisely. That to me speaks out with quite a lot of volume.
Big prints. Clashing. Colourful gorgeous splashes of colour. One that I think only the young can pull off but how lovely when the world is full of greys and blacks right now.