Friday

I don't think there can be such a thing as being overly ambitious? Well at least not when it comes to success......

I love the fact that we can't tell the future, I know that may sound random, but right now I do not want to know, and I don' think you do either. If you are going through a tough time right now (similar to myself), you won't want to know that it can get worse (similar to myself). These things are sent to try us, isn't that what they say? I wish they would stop trying.

I have such ideals for myself and I always mess them up, even the trivial superficial things, this triggers off a string of events and before you know it, the captain must go down with his ship. I hate being the captain. I need happy time and I need time to make the happy time. But I don't have time to make the time for happy time, unless I do a Michael J. Fox on this big royal mess. I aint up for the 80's fashion right now.

It would have been nice to have been sheltered for even a little while.

Monday

Ah yes- Monday morning. I rather enjoy Mondays as it is the day I have no lectures, therefore it has been renamed to no-lecture day, expect Hallmark to jump on that marketing wagon any day now. I do however work on a Monday morning, this isn't too taxing on me as I have a partner in crime who assumes the position of quirky sidekick in my reality sitcom (how American of me).

Am pretty dam thrilled with myself today as this week the city is my oyster- if you know me you may understand why! I can go anywhere and do anything and not be roasted- feel it- ELATION.

I really need to buy myself a coat, best friend boy one will eventually kill me for stealing his clothing, I have no remorse about this however as I still remain snug, as a bug, in that rug right there. BUT outerclothing may be an investment on my part. He will start locking his wardrobe and when he does- FRIENDSHIP OVER.

I keep repainting my nails pink- I don't know why. Well actually I lie, I keep repainting nine of them pink and then my right thumb this magnificient shade of scarlett- I call my thumb "hey you"- you know, to give it definition.

I am not as jumpy about planes in the air this week, so long as they keep climbing I'm okay about it.

Thursday

Mr Darcy had it nail on head when he said his favour once lost was lost forever.

When I was walking to work this morning I looked up at the sky and saw this plane climbing into the clouds after taking off from the airport. For some reason it terrified me. I cannot explain why, but I never felt so uneasy about something. I watched it the entire time as I made my way passed the sleeping shops and over the bridge until eventually I was satisfied enough that it had reached a height of safety. No reason for such thoughts, I was happy enough leaving home munching on my apple but after that I felt unnerved. I still do. Makes about as much sense to me as this blog means to you. But I figure that maybe someone on that flight was having a bad day and when they were flying overhead they transferred some of their lack of faith to me. fair enough. I hope that flight was going to disneyland.

Humour always does it for me, but not people who think they know me because they know my sense of humour. No-one knows anyone else. You are shown just enough to become familiar with that individual, after that everything else is a bonus. For example, you may know my name, where I live and things about my family- but you do not know about my fears, hopes, dreams and all in between- there are very few people privvy to such liberties. Qualifications for such information to be divulged not withstanding good looks is a serious hold all from presumption.

We are all destined fro something, maybe not greatness but there is a design on all of us, and I think that everyone secretly knows theirs and is just not telling. I will becoming a professional sky diver... but keep it mum.

Strawberry ice-cream and wafers, best feeling ever in the world. I think the best thing after it is.. NOTHING. well other than the new website isa(lay) has introduced me to- one tree hill on tap.