Pretty

 

Have some pretty pictures! (taken by me)

Socializing

So yesterday i had a sudden wave of social life and went to two parties (pretty impressive, i know).
Oh and I got my braces off, me and mum went into town for that and we went op-shopping and such which was cool.

Anyway the first party was that of wonderful missy Chanse, and I was an hour late but we played mafia (a kind of character detective card game) and musical hats (like musical chairs) and glow-in-the-dark hockey, and there was all this delicious food made by Chanse and her nan and one of those fancy cakes where you crack the dome of chocolate and theres a cake underneath. It was a great party!

And the second party was a Eurovision party at school (I'm such a cool kid ay). I wasn't a Eurovison fan but I went anyway cause hey party, and it was really fun!! We basically bought food and flag to wave and watched the competition and had a poll thing and cheered for the sexy people and weirdo songs and it was generally quite awesome! So I am now addicted to Eurovision, thanks to Claire.

Old chest

My weekend project at the moment is re-styling my room with a vintage theme, and im finding it awesome fun so im going to write a post about it.

It started when I went to a market and bought this cute retro stool with a fluffy seat and curly wire legs, and I brought it home and got really enthusiastic about how to make my room suit it, and i have spent the weeks since finding bits and bobs and scanning op-shops and contemplating layouts, and I've landed on a pretty cheap conversion plan.
(Soz to those of you who aren't interested in design cause im gonna rave for a while about how cool its going to be so you don't need to read this post.)

Basically, it is as follows:
1. Clean and tidy my room as it is and get rid of all the crap i don't use. This mightn't be the funnest bit but it's really satisfying to send load after load off to the op-shop, and I'm aiming to get rid of one whole bookshelf so I can replace it with nice vintage things.
2. Vintage-ify my boring bed and set of drawers. Perhaps not going to end up with perfectly ligit looking old furniture, but it's cheap and easy - pretty much just means painting them nice colours (maybe a little bit of sanding off for the aged effect) and replacing the drawer handles with old-style ones.
3. Move in my new (well, old) pieces of furniture!! These are my mum's desk, which I love, it's white (but with flaking paint and the wood and purple paint showing) and has cute curly-footed legs and two drawers; the stool; and the chest.
Let me tell you about the chest. I found it in the garage, covered in dust and chook-poo and full of spiders, but looking like it might be pretty cool underneath, so I thought, 'okay, ill scrub it up and have it as a decorative piece in my room'. turns out it wasn't quite that easy. I got it out today and started scrubbing off the loose green paint, finding lovely red wood underneath the dust. In the process however i discovered that the hinges and lock are rusted to buggary (one of them snapped off in my fingers) and the top and bottom are made of plywood which is warped and falling off.
So im going to have to take off the hinges, lock, metal straps, and corner pieces, and replace the top and bottom - i have salvaged some good wood scraps from our chuck-out pile for this. Since i won't be able to find any nice wood with the same lovely appearance, my plan is to upholster the lid and make it into a seat, as well as lining it with felt to put my craft things in and putting a tray. It's going to be quite a project, but it will be fun and I'll learn some woodworking and upholstering skills in the process! :D

So thats it about my wonderful room conversion, thank you muchly if you actually bothered to read it all, I'm just so excited about the whole thing that I wanted to rant to someone while the chest dries off. I'll go start sanding now, see ya!

Update: I took off all the corner pieces and hinges and the top and bottom, so it's well under way! :DD

Update 2: That was many months ago and it's still in pieces outside my room! :DD I have very thoroughly cleaned out my room though, and it's really spacious and pretty now and I got rid of the extra shelves so it looks cool. I'm not gonna do most of that plan though it's so long and complicated.

Update 3: i sanded it all, put it back together (including adding a bottom since the old one was rotted to shit) and it now sits under the stairs in my room to house all the soft toys i am too old to arrange on my bed but will never have the heart to give away. success story all round!

Wild winds

I changed my mind.
my favourite weather isn't rain.
it's wind, without a shadow of a doubt.

Wind which blasts a smile onto your face and blows your limbs into dancing, whips away your voice and swirls it into song. Wing which stings you with rain or snow or sand and yet you grin. Or at least, I do.

I stand on the rocks at the edge of the surf laughing into the gale and singing at the top of my voice out of tune, watching the rolling stacks of waves have their foam blown off the tips and into arcs of white rainbow reaching back towards the sky. I make up terrible songs about how glorious I feel and spin around until i collapse into the grass. I open my jacket and lean foward as much as possible, letting the wind hold me up. I run from high place to high place, swinging my arms and shouting like I'm in the Sound of Music (or a more exciting version). I coax my dog into sprinting beside me for a few strides, then he wanders off and I laugh and grin for the saake of laughing and grinning and I am just so happy I don't care that there's a few fancy houses along the headland which probably think I'm crazy.

Those are some of the moments I live for. And so now I'm back inside and I should be working on some shitty geography assignment due tomorrow but i don't care. I don't care because I don't need some high-income job or some fancy degree, I just need a few people I love and a bit of open space, enough for the wind to whip up and take me away.

Milk

I love milk. this is really random. but i just found a piece of writing i did the other day inspired by a glass of milk, so here it is for your benefit:

A glass of milk, very white and very purposeful, sat in front of the boy.

He was in an armchair, sitting on its edge, perched, but his shoulders slumped slightly inwards and his hands sat limply curled in one another in his lap. His grey t-shirt draped over him so it could be seen that he had sharp shoulder blades and a little of his spine visible. He had a slim stature, but not exactly skinny, or muscled, or chubby. It could be seen in his legs, bent sharply at the knee so his toes were hidden under the chair, crossed at the ankles, that he was quite tall.

A loose fuzz of pale brown hair lay on his scalp. It was longer at the front, concealing all of his face but the thickly rounded tip of a nose and the hint of a jaw. 

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