Friday, October 30, 2009

Boom happy birthday John Keats*

yes it is 15 minutes past twelve which means that it is the birthdate of one of my favorite poets To Autumn;
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and
plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep,
Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.

Where are the songs of spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, -
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

and now its bed time*

Thursday, October 29, 2009

for my parents*

This is my story
my life,unselfishly
given-hours of
pain, all for a
(pathetic) pink bundle
of skin.
and a hand, (ten times)
bigger than my own,
to steady myself when
balancing on the tyres
outside the school.
My independance, drawn out of solitary days
amongst peers who did not know i existed,
and the same unselfish hand, ever there to
push my hair behind my ears and tell
me i was beautiful.
and now, my identity, written between the lines of the books that i read
and on the face belonging to the hand, that is my existance.

Monday, October 26, 2009

how do you say beautiful?

" Soon appeared the glimmering indications of the few cottages forming the small hamlet of Upper Mellstock for which they were bound, whilst the faint sound of church-bells ringing a Christmas peal could be heard floating over upon the breeze from the direction of Longpuddle and Weatherbury parishes on either side of the hills."

boom its cupcake monday, arent you excited?

do dee do so its that time again :) and there is a whole week to get through before its weekend again* anyway, good luck to all the sad people who chose to do a language and are currently writing their last paper ever!

Sunday, October 25, 2009

a day not studying*

tah dah! so today i fake studdied and lived on we heart it and look book :) these are some things i found on we heart it lovely lovely

Thursday, October 22, 2009


It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word

And then that word grew louder and louder
'Til it was a battle cry

I'll come back
When you call me
No need to say goodbye

Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never
Been this way before

All you can do is try to know
Who your friends are
As you head off to the war

Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light

You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye

You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye

Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and no one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget

Let your memories grow stronger and stronger
'Til they're before your eyes

You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say good bye

You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say good bye

[so i am officialy done with school... i still have exams but i finished today- the song above was sung to us by our chamber choir, so so sad- i am actually not too happy to be done but ill be okay :) my parents gave me a necklace with my birthstone in it as a graduating present* so sweet]

and now its bed time for the non school girl* night x

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

yet another post

today in 1968 Jacqueline Kennedy married greek shipping magnate Aristotle Onassis just a random piece of information... agh i hate insomnia although it means that i can read the scarlett letter :) good times

day 2 of valedictory week

[so this is my valedictory song, its super emotional, i cry every time i sing it]

Hold up
Hold on
Don't be scared,
You'll never change what's been and gone
May your smile, (may your smile)
Shine on, (shine on)
Don't be scared, (don't be scared)
Your destiny may keep you warm,

'Cause all of the stars,
Have faded away
Just try not to worry,
You'll see them someday,
Take what you need,
And be on your way and
Stop crying your heart out

Get up, (get up)
Come on, (come on)
Why you scared? (I'm not scared)
You'll never change what's been and gone

'Cause all of the stars,
Have faded away
Just try not to worry,
You'll see them some day,
Take what you need,
And be on your way and
Stop crying your heart out

'Cause all of the stars,
Have faded away
Just try not to worry,
You'll see them someday.
Just take what you need,
And be on your way and
Stop crying your heart out

We're all of the stars,
We're fading away.
Just try not to worry,
You'll see us someday.
Just take what you need,
And be on your way and
Stop crying your heart out

Sunday, October 18, 2009

sunday night.

ah, im finally reading breakfast at tiffanys and gosh, now im dying to be holly golightly* such class, such elegance, such an amazing black dress:

"it was a warm evening, nearly summer, and she wore a slim cool black dress, black sandals and a pearl choker. for all her chic thinness, she had an almost breakfast cereal air of health, a soap and lemon cleanness, a rough pink darkening in the cheeks. Her mouth was large, her nose upturned. A pair of dark glasses blotted out her eyes."

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

late night food post

so im hungry... thats what studying does for you... not good
night :)

it was a blustery day in the hundred acre wood

happy windsday, i have 5 more days of high school left ever ever. gosh. and yeah i have exams but still. [so these are a few of my more recent favorite pictures from we heart it yay yay]

Tuesday, October 13, 2009


" that such letters, so full of affection and confidence, could have been so answered, Elinor, for Willoughbys sake, would have been unwilling to believe. But her condemnation of him did not blind her to the impropriety of their having been written at all; and she was silently grieving over the imprudence which had hazarded such unsolicited proofs of tenderness, not warrented by anything preceding, and most severely condemned by the event, when Marianne, perceiving that she had finished the letters, observed to her that they contained nothing but what anyone would have written in the same situation."

Monday, October 12, 2009

happy cupcake monday

If you see a man in glasses only walking back into your apartment building from day to day, its probably superman. -Unknown

Sunday, October 11, 2009

amazing grace

happy sunday all...trying to get through sense and sensibility so that i can read vanity fair or another thomas hardy-its been forever- anyway...
this is such a beautiful hymn :) one of my favorites
well, its time to go and hunt down the chocolate mousse and watch another agatha christie. life is hard

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me....
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now, I see.

T'was Grace that taught...
my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear...
the hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares...
we have already come.
T'was Grace that brought us safe thus far...
and Grace will lead us home.

The Lord has promised good to me...
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be...
as long as life endures.

When we've been here ten thousand years...
bright shining as the sun.
We've no less days to sing God's praise...
then when we've first begun.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

the science of light

sometimes, on the cloudless blue days
when the sun has baked the
newly spring air,
and the naked branches hang
delicately adorned with
green life,
sometimes, you can hear
the golden sunlight and a perfect
and the air, that smells of mint
and jasmine
leaves you feeling intoxicated.
On those days, your mind
(supposed to be learning quanta)
would much rather dance in the
than soak up the knowledge printed on a
lifeless page.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

the lameness of life

and so at 6 tomorrow morning i have to drag myself to school for one last term which i should be happy about but im not because i have to wake up superearly... smashing* i really have no energy for 3 more weeks of science and maths gosh
anyway :) its almost summer yayayayayayay

Saturday, October 3, 2009


happy birthday darling i hope that you had a splendid day :) gorgeous weather yum, it feels like summer already. just in time for school on monday. joy.
love love