Jeans

I went shopping for jeans on the weekend as mine were falling apart. I decided to go with a couple of friends. It was a fun shopping trip and i ended up coming home with 2 pairs of jeans and a pair of shorts. I did feel short because the jeans were actually 3/4 jeans and they are too long on me... but it saves me having to hem them. :) The other thing is that the jeans are purple and orange... a very bright orange and the short are yellow 

The lighting is kinda bad but the orange ones are kinda a highlighter orange and the purple are lilac. 

I wore the purple one yesterday with mixed comments... some people like them others didn't. I made some of my friends days cause they thought they were so amusing. I think the worse one was that one girl (who i knew) actually pointed and laughed. I was surprised at the fact that I didn't care. Yes it hurt a little but I finally don't mind what other people think.

I'm wearing the orange ones today and cant wait to see the reactions I get :) Life is to short not to live it up a little. 

"Live the life you love, love the life you live" (no idea who said it, a girl in the gym had it tattooed on her arm)

change

One person cannot change the world alone. 

But one person can change their own lives. 

They can make one small difference in one other person’s life. 

And if that person goes on to make a difference in one other person’s life and this chain keeps going then eventually the world will change bit by bit. 

So in essence one person cannot change the world alone but their actions may. 

change is not a bad thing. It is something that needs to be embraced. Change means our lives are moving forward. So live in today and worry about the future only in your spare time. because change will happen no matter what and there is nothing you can do to stop it. So don't worry even if the change seems bad everything will work out fine in the end because somethings take time and pressure. and without change sand would never become pearls and coal would never become diamonds. Everything has to undergo some form of change if they want to progress.

So remember one small thing... a smile, just saying hello... can mean the world to a stranger. restore faith in humanity and live for something... Anything :) even if it is your dog or a plant. there is someone or something that needs you. 

Live life, love life.

Creativity

so this week I decided to do something creative

This is what I did:

I bought a cheap singlet and a vivid that doesn't come off in the wash and drew a monster on it. Seeing I don't draw it took about 10 drafts before I came up with this but I think it looks pretty cool. I wore it out and had a random sales assistant tell me how cute it was so my proudness levels sky rocketed :) 

This is a door... a monster door. The hair is made out of strips of coloured crepe paper. The eyes were circles of plain white paper which we painted black circles on. the mouth is also plain white paper. it took about 1 and a half hours to put together a lot of blue tac and sellotape. the overall result was pretty cool though 

I also wrote a poem and played my violin so I think this weeks productive creativity has been pretty successful and seeing the weather has been awful it was nice to add a bit of colour back into the day.

Get creative guys and make every little thing count cause you never know who's day you might brighten 

We Will Remember

I wrote this poem in rememberace for all the soldiers that have died to defend us.

We Will Remember

They left in numbers

Too great to recall,

Fighting for freedom

And peace for us all.

Many were young,

And most were afraid,

And all of them knew,

The fate that they faced.

And yet they still fought,

Never gave up,

To protect the world

And all that they loved.

 

We will remember,

We will persevere,

Keeping close

What they fought for,

For all those years.

We shall move forward,

We shall stand tall,

We shall remember,

Those who were torn.

With the hope of tomorrow,

We will conquered our fears,

Facing our lives,

Even when they seem hard to bear

We will remember,

We will live on,

Striving for freedom,

And peace for us all.

 

By Jennifer Parkinson

Spring

IT IS OFFICIALLY SPRING!!!

It is the first of September down here in little old New Zealand which signifies SPRING!!!

So far the weather has been lovely. It feels a bit like summer (which is lovely) and there are daffidols EVERYWHERE!!! there yellowness just makes the world look so happy. There are little lambs and calves every where. And cygnets (baby swans). no ducklings yet... but in the next few weeks i expect to start seeing them. There are cherry blossoms all over the university. Every time there is a gust of wind pink petals a blown every where. It looks like it is snowing pink... stunning. The trees outside my window are starting to get leaves on them :)

I love the smell of spring... it smells so fresh and new. can't wait for the rest of the spring months

cousins

I really do love having cousins. I have a grand total of 23 of them ranging from 32-3. Most of them have lived close my whole life. 4 of them live overseas and I dont really get to see them but I know them and really love hearing about their lives. I really miss the days where we would run around being silly and just generally having fun. I even miss the days where we would talk for hours on end about nothing.

I still see all my cousins but not as regularlly. I last had a good talk to the cousin I was closest with a good 6 months ago. He lives 2 hours away and has visited my uni 3 or 4 times since we have been at uni. And not once did he visit me. He doesnt tell me anything any more. This really hurts as once upon a time we were so close we couldve been twins (we even looked similar). And now... I never see him. Some people from my hall have seen him more times then I have this year. And its kind of sad when they start telling me about his life because he hasnt bothered.

And then my other cousins I hear from every now and then. but that doesnt hurt as much because we were never as close. I love my cousins dearly and love to talk to them and hear about there lives (preferablly from them though).

So here is to all the times we have had and will have. I hope that they will be numerous and wonderful. xx

My mum

I thought I would take a minute out of my busy day and spend a few minutes in appreciation of my ever so insperational mother.

She is a textile artist and a mother. I remember from a young age being surrounded by material, thread, paint and all sorts of craty things. As children we used to sit in her sewing area and look at all the material we were never allowed to use because it was the 'special stuff'. Recently while I was at home I was looking at mums material and discovered that the 'special' materials still havnt been used this made me smile. As a small child when asked what I wanted to be when I grew up I always replied with 'A mother and a quilter' when questioned why the reply was always 'Just like my mum'. For the past 3-4 years I havent wanted to have children, but recently I realised that if I didnt I wouldnt be fufilling my dreams of when I was a small child. I will never be a quilter like my mother but I really enjoy felting (another craft my mother taught me) and I think that is close enough. I also want to have children now so I can pass on everything my mother taught me.

My mum has 5 incredibly trying children ranging from 20-8. All of us with our own challenges. She is incrediblly patient with us even though we always are naughty and mischevious. All of us are highly gifted spirited childern who are very determined. I admire my mother for all the hard work she puts into raising us and keeping us busy (we get bored easily). Each of us are so different. Each with our own special talents and abilities. My mother has been able to nurture and help us develope each of these talents (when there are 5 kids this takes a lot of effort).

I never realised how much she did/does for me until I moved away from home. Now while at university I miss just sitting down and chatting with her even our disagreements. In the last week I think I have called her 3-4 times. I would laugh at her for the amount of time she spends talking to her sisters and mother (especially her twin) but now I am just as bad. I think being so far away from them proves how much I rely on my sisters and mother. I try to call at least once a week to talk. And for some reason I can always find something to say. I called her the other day just to ask her how to sew something on. It seems more logical calling my mother than googling something I dont know how to do.

Everytime we go anywhere she tries to tell at least one person the look nice. The amount of smiles and shocked looks she gets given when she does this is so cool. I have been aiming to do this but my shyness gets the better of me.
I sent mum a letter of apprectiation the other day. She recieved it yesterday and I managed to make her cry :) though this time it was good tears and i didnt feel bad for it. Today she will be recieving a bouquet of flowers (Irises, Daffodils and spring flowers) I hope that I suprise her again. all because she hasnt been well for the past weeks.

I will always value her opinion and everything she does for people. I am trying everyday to be more like her. Slowly I am becoming more like her. Strong, Independent and wonderful. I will never be a great as my mum but I hope that one day I will be as much of a wonderful parent to my children as she is to me.

<3 Thanks for everything mum