I love the clouds....
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
ZOMG HOW CUTE ^_^
My adorable kitty Shadow lies down for a nap... He was actually sitting on his bum with his legs up... Turn the photo on its side.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Johnny Depp or The Hulk?
A work in progress-my drawing of Johnny Depp. But i made him much too broad and muscly... :(
Monday, March 9, 2009
Confessions of a broken teenager.
It's been one of those days.
Usually I can hold off feeling TOO crappy with distractions, and I can manage to put on that fake smile and pretend I'm OK. But today has been one of those really bad days.
I knew it was coming. I could feel it building up all week, and I know it hasn't reached its worst point yet... I woke up this morning and there wasn't even a second of calm before I'd woken up properly. As soon as I stirred I felt...
But I got ready for school anyway, determined not to let it keep me down again (I haven't been able to make myself go to school for two weeks) and although my mind made me rather sick, I went anyway, but with so big a struggle going on in my head my mum noticed that something was up. I told her I was tired and tried not to speak after that, for fear I'd tell her I was sick and had to stay home.
I got to school right on time, which I was thankful for (no time to think) and immediately tried to distract myself with my schoolwork, but it wasn't working. I was feeling so sick. So dead. By the time recess came I had to run to the toilets. I was violently ill.
I spent the rest of recess trying to get rid of that cry-y look.
Period 3 and 4 I had art- usually something that easily takes me into another world, but that didn't work either. I couldn't do anything. My hands were shaking. I spent the hour and a half with my head on the desk, eyes closed, fighting the urge to scream and cry and throw things.
As soon as lunch came, I left. I couldn't stay for my afternoon classes.
Now I'm home.
I did what I had to do, and I slept, and I cried, and now I'm kind of numb.
I did my homework and now I'm lying here, and I don't know what to do next. I'm so scared of what tomorrow will bring. I'm staring at the clock, wishing it would stop and night would never come. When I sleep, a new day begins and I somehow have to survive it. But the clock seems to be moving extra fast. An hour has passed in seconds, and I've just been lying here...
Usually I can hold off feeling TOO crappy with distractions, and I can manage to put on that fake smile and pretend I'm OK. But today has been one of those really bad days.
I knew it was coming. I could feel it building up all week, and I know it hasn't reached its worst point yet... I woke up this morning and there wasn't even a second of calm before I'd woken up properly. As soon as I stirred I felt...
But I got ready for school anyway, determined not to let it keep me down again (I haven't been able to make myself go to school for two weeks) and although my mind made me rather sick, I went anyway, but with so big a struggle going on in my head my mum noticed that something was up. I told her I was tired and tried not to speak after that, for fear I'd tell her I was sick and had to stay home.
I got to school right on time, which I was thankful for (no time to think) and immediately tried to distract myself with my schoolwork, but it wasn't working. I was feeling so sick. So dead. By the time recess came I had to run to the toilets. I was violently ill.
I spent the rest of recess trying to get rid of that cry-y look.
Period 3 and 4 I had art- usually something that easily takes me into another world, but that didn't work either. I couldn't do anything. My hands were shaking. I spent the hour and a half with my head on the desk, eyes closed, fighting the urge to scream and cry and throw things.
As soon as lunch came, I left. I couldn't stay for my afternoon classes.
Now I'm home.
I did what I had to do, and I slept, and I cried, and now I'm kind of numb.
I did my homework and now I'm lying here, and I don't know what to do next. I'm so scared of what tomorrow will bring. I'm staring at the clock, wishing it would stop and night would never come. When I sleep, a new day begins and I somehow have to survive it. But the clock seems to be moving extra fast. An hour has passed in seconds, and I've just been lying here...
Monday, March 2, 2009
Morning Adventure
Over human leg mountains, inside pillow-case caves, and through doona-cover forests, a brave young rat by the name of Louie, travelled this morning, with nothing to sustain him but his nearby hoard of half-eaten hidden treats, and a conveniently placed bowl of water. He fought great battles, from the attack of the giant kitten, to the strange enormous hand that would at random intervals fly over and tickle his belly.
He travelled very far across the purple bed-lands, and after a long arduous journey, with many setbacks along the way, he came to a spot where he found he was able to very carefully climb down the side of the purple land, onto the mysterious grey expanse that he was rarely allowed to explore.
He made his way down carefully, sniffing around for the kitten he knew was still around somewhere, and had finally reached the magnificent grey, when- oh, no! That annoying giant hand swooped him up and placed him right back where his journey had begun! Irritated, but undeterred, he rushed back to the edge of the purple, and this time hurried down to the grey as fast as his little legs would carry him, but Alas! As soon as his toes hit the strange floor, he was again lifted back up onto the bedlands and tickled, and he heard THAT VOICE say his name in an amused sort of way.
Again and again, he tried to reach the grey, but again and again that hand stopped him, until finally, somehow, he found himself up on his human's shoulder- his favourite place in the world to be! He made a happy little noise and licked her neck, and together they set off on an even bigger adventure- getting the mail!
He travelled very far across the purple bed-lands, and after a long arduous journey, with many setbacks along the way, he came to a spot where he found he was able to very carefully climb down the side of the purple land, onto the mysterious grey expanse that he was rarely allowed to explore.
He made his way down carefully, sniffing around for the kitten he knew was still around somewhere, and had finally reached the magnificent grey, when- oh, no! That annoying giant hand swooped him up and placed him right back where his journey had begun! Irritated, but undeterred, he rushed back to the edge of the purple, and this time hurried down to the grey as fast as his little legs would carry him, but Alas! As soon as his toes hit the strange floor, he was again lifted back up onto the bedlands and tickled, and he heard THAT VOICE say his name in an amused sort of way.
Again and again, he tried to reach the grey, but again and again that hand stopped him, until finally, somehow, he found himself up on his human's shoulder- his favourite place in the world to be! He made a happy little noise and licked her neck, and together they set off on an even bigger adventure- getting the mail!
Morning adventure
Over human leg mountains, inside pillow case caves, and through doona cover forests, a brave rat adventurer by the name of Louie travelled this morning, with nothing but a nearby hoard of half-eaten hidden treats to keep him going as he roamed the bed...
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