Emergency

Now I'm feeling better.

You know how sometimes something really pisses you off, but you have no idea why, well thats how I feel about this statue my mum bought. It looks like some sick garden nome, sortof twisted inside itself. She put it outside the study window which is even more annoying because it means I have to look at it while posting. Its too white and trying to be nice and disgusting at the same time. Maybe I should smash it, with a big hammer. Yes, sounds like a plan. This kittens starting to get on my nerves as well. She was alright at first, when she was small, but now shes to big to be jumping on your head all the time. It really hurts.
Anyhoo, yeah. That was angry. Well, I'm looking forward to seeing everyone (whenever that is), mmmm... I should buy a new book. mmmm... that would be nice. Oh well, I LOVE YOU ALL!!! (Well, some of you)

Hmph.

Yeah, speven. I'm quite tired. yup.

I LOVE YOU ALL!!!

My Impersonals

I hate communicating, It's too hard (talking to people)

Yeah well anyway, I have found a solution. Use a Computer! Pretty much all holidays I have been talking to people using email, blogs or cellphones, and I haven't said a word to anyone! whats even better is that I have plenty of time to decide what I am going to say, so I never tell anyone secrets by mistake. It's just weird! (Willie Wonka says that in Charlie and the Chocholate Factory and it is awesome!)

Yup, use blogs.


I LOVE YOU ALL!!!

Lights, Camera, ACTION!

IT THE TIME YOU"VE BEEN WAITING FOR

IT'S, IT'S,

THE BIGBALESOFHAY CHRISTMAS SPECIAL!!!

Well Ok, maybe it's not that special, but listen in Guys and Gals! For I am going to tell you all about my christmas!

First of all, my brother gets very exited about the whole thing. So exited that he came into my room at 6:00 and woke me up. I'm not good in the mornings and this meant that I was grumpy for most of the present unwrapping, and didn't get even slightly exited about my new phone, helicopter or PSP games. Since then I have become very exited about all of them, expecially the PSP games. My favorite ones called Me and My Katamari. A Katamari is a magical sticky ball that you roll around with and pick things up. First you start with little things like paperclips and pens, then, as you get bigger you start to pick up bigger things like printers and couches and everntually the whole study and house! Its so much fun and I have been playing it all lthe time since I got it. It's really a Japaneese game so Its pretty random, The story revolves around the King of all Cosmos and a turtle who wants a hard island. The subtitles are also pretty funny.

"Do you like my new outfit? Swimsuit Edition!"

The King of all Cosmos

Anyhoo, Its fun. My brother got a Nentendo WII so he's spent the most of his time trying to convice me to play boxing with him (I thrashed him). That's cool too.

My relatives can be really stupid sometimes, they sort of ruined Christmas day for me, but thats OK because I talked to people on my phone (even though most of them got sick of me). I was suprised how useful it was.

Boxing day was Funish. We went shopping, but I didn't buy anything (I was going to buy an Arcade Fire album but the Warehouse didn't have it as they're pretty alternative and Sounds is shut), so that ended up not so great. Played a lot of ME and My Katamari. Now I'm posting the merry christmas special on my blog.

Merry Christmas to all of you, I hope they were all fantastic ones! (even if I know some of them weren't enjoyed so much)

Big Bales of Hay

I've spent the last two and a half hours putting our freshly baled hay in our hayshed. It must be easy for the person that bales the hay, all he has to do is drive a tractor around a paddock and collect money. We have to pick up the 250 bales and put them in the barn. I've got blisters in the joints of my fingers, and little cuts all down my arms, the've got our money. I just thought I'd tell you, so you know. (Really?)

Its? It's? an angry me!

More Clever Mice

I should have my birthday party. Last night I had a moment (about 2:00AM), where I was looking for some music to listen too. Well anyway, I didn't find any. I mean, the only stuff that I actually wanted to listen too was Radiohead and Bjork, but I always listen to them, so I decided that I should listen to something else, but I couldn't find anything. This might sound really trivial, but It's actually really worrying. What is I have run out of music? (no, impossible!)

So, moving on, I found a band called the 5 6 7 8s that I'm listening to at the moment, There a female Rock-Pop band from Japan, and Have a fantastic song called Woo Hoo that I must have listened to about 100 times already this morning.

So, moving on again, I thought that if I had my birthday party I could get people to buy me music as a present, and then I would have lots to listen too!

Who should I invite? Who would want to come?

Finaly it's Me.

It's a picture of me!

I think I was trying not to smile,

I'd just come off of the Superman ride at Movieworld (it's not that great).

Anyway, have fun with it.

Dec 21's Thank You's (On a Blog).

Thank you for sun, still hoping for sun,
Thank you for people who aren't afraid to say what they think,
Thank you for clever mice, who have ideas,
Thank you for feelings that show what kind of person you really are,
Thank you for wind, that blows and ruffles you,
and thank you for picnics,
I'm exited!

Something For Now

http://g.cn/ is the google china webpage. It's the shortest url that I know, and also has it's menu in chineese. That's great because otherwise the people in china who speak chineese (or mandarin), couldn't read it. Reading's fun. I like reading, I've just finished reading the His Dark Materials series again, and are looking for another book to start. This is more difficult than it sounds because mum says that I aren't allowed to spend any more money before christmas (like she always does), and I have no idea what book to buy. I'm not sure whether I should start another fantasy, which sounds great as long as it live up to the standard of 'The Amber Spyglass', or start another genre, like a mystery, or an autobiography (I haven't really read many). Whatever, I'll find something.

For now, I'll post.

Before I can Think

OK. Roseanna's blog definatly was there a minute ago, but now it's gone. Oh well.

We have got a realistate agent coming over to our house this afternoon to put a price on It. We wan't to sell it for many reasons. 1. The garden is too big and takes too much time, 2. The paddocks are too small and we don't have enough grass for grazing and 3. I wan't a new room, my current one is way too small, and I can't get to my library.

This means we have to do a lot of cleaning up, or else the agent will put a stupid person price on the house. It is my job to clean up everything I have used, which is the study, my room, the me and my brother's bathroom, the DVDs, Videos and paddocks. I also have to waterblast the concrete around the house (nobody likes dead worms).

While all this is going on, I have bigger problems, like how I can't have a shower because our cleaner is here and she doesn't wan't to see me while she is cleaning our bathroom.

On top of all this I have to think about life and my role in it. I'ts an ongoing debate, but probably the one I find most important out of all my things to do. What the heck does love mean?

Siobhanzil

It's nice to see so many comments, even if they are only from two people. Some are very interesting, and make me realise what I have written (thoughts to myself Siobhan).

The Lucky Ones

Games don't play on my computer, it's very stupid person.

How about a picture!

Oh, no, it doesn't work either.

Uses For Comments

"urbandictionary.com


is good too."



(Rosie.)




(For Siobhan)





(If you hadn't already noticed)




(Siobhan)

http://www.unwords.com/

NeoNatzis

Congratulations to Roseanna




(She learnt html off neopets).




NEOMANIA(CS)!

Message to Folks

Siobhan!

Sorry if I told you Roseanna might be coming, at the time she might have been. If she has since told you otherwise then, well, ho hum. Sorry Folks!

I've spent two and a half days being bored, but now I'm exited. I'm going to a picnic on sunday! And I'll get to see everyone again (even though when I think about it I really have only been away from them for three days).

Today is also the last day I'll have to spent babysitting my brother Willie and his Friend. thats good because I can spend all of tommorow cleaning my bedroom and the study (not my choice).


Goodnight to you all.



Toodles,



Blair (all wrapped up with string)

Hopes

I'm happy! Roseanna said that if she can come to the picnic(a) on sunday she might get me a copy of the 10Ge DVD, if she can come, but... eh... she might not be able to so I (and all my millions of readers) shouldn't get my (and thier) hopes up.


I said in an email that I would run up and down the house six times, and then realised I couldn't run (which killed the whole thing), so I stayed in my bed and wrote this post

Sleeping Patterns

It's 9:21 in the morning, and I've already been awake for three hours. I thought that maybe I might be able to get some sleep in the mornings because it's holidays but no, I'm up earlier than ever. Outside my window I can see clouds, as well as hear cars and birds. The birds are nice, I like birds singing but the cars annoy me (even if I've heard them for five years now). Now I hear a plane WOW I've never heard a plane before! Caleb and Willie are banging on my door and throwing kittens at my face while I write this, so it becomes hard to think. Siobhan is organising a picnic in Quail island, which is great because it means I will get to see everyone again that I miss. People from the horse world are strange sometimes.

I LOVE YOU ALL!!!

Peering out of tiny eyes

The grubby hands that gripped the rail

Wiped the window clean of frost

As the morning air laid on the latch

A whistle awakened someone there

Next door to the nursery just down the hall

A strange new sound you never heard before

A strange new sound that makes boys explore

Tread neat so small those little feet

Amid the morning his small heart beats

So much excitement yesterday

That must be rewarded must be displayed

Large hands lift him through the air

Excited eyes contain him there

The eyes of those he loves and knows

But what's this extra bed just here

His puzzled head tipped to one side

Amazement swims in those bright green eyes

Glancing down upon this thing

That make strange sounds, strange sounds that sing

In those silent happy seconds

That surround the sound of this event

A parent smile is made in moments

They have made for you a friend

And all you ever learned from them

Until you grew much older

Did not compare with when they said

This is your brand new brother

This is your brand new brother.

I still love you!

But I'm leaving you,

It's so hard,

goodbye (while sobbing).

My Word Facinations

I have a kitten called Fuzzie (and Flurry, but thats not the point (and Friendly, but thats also not the piont.)), and sometimes I call her Fuzzywuzzie. She gives me Fuzziewuzzies.

Tosiewosies 2!!!

Tosiewosies ain't painsiwainsies anymore.
Blairsiwaresies is hapsiwapsies
Are you hapsiwapsies?

But Wait!

I am (apparently) slightly distracted (Says Caleb)

I can't figure out how.

I Guess I'll have to tourture him (stupid person).

Small Peoples Opinions

I AM NOT CREEPY!!

Or thats what Caleb (my little willie's little friend) says.

?

Love?

Who'll walk me down to church when I'm sixty years of age

When the ragged dog they gave me has been ten years in the grave

And señorita play guitar, play it just for you

My rosary has broken and my beads have all slipped through

You've hung up your great coat and you've laid down your gun

You know the war you fought in wasn't too much fun

And the future you're giving me holds nothing for a gun

I've no wish to be living sixty years on

Yes I'll sit with you and talk let your eyes relive again

I know my vintage prayers would be very much the same

And Magdelena plays the organ, plays it just for you

Your choral lamp that burns so low when you are passing through

And the future you're giving me holds nothing for a gun

I've no wish to be living sixty years on

Goodbye for the first time.

This is goodbye.
To no-one.
oh well.

Toodles!

Goodbye.

I LOVE YOU ALL!!!

Thank you!

Stupidities

I feel like a stupid person (no swearing) as if anyone cares whats on my blog or about my blog or about me. I must talk to people, I'll do that. Though they'll find me creepy and hang up (of course).

Tosiewosies

My toes are nice and bandaged. The actual sugery wasn't bad at all, though they wouldn't let me look, which was anoying. I am in pain. Pain isn't fun (who the heck am I talking to?).

My little Ingrowns

I have three ingrown toenails that will be removed at 11:00 today!!!
I won't be able to walk for three days!!!
That means I'll Be sitting in front of a computer writing meaninless stuff about how pathetic and useless I am!!! (!!! not so much).

Hmph.


I must talk to people (but not Seb, because he is a stupid person).


Yearning!?!


Blair

My last.

Sorry about my last comment, it sounded way to much like Jonny's blog (or maybe Speedy's Blog (Trying to be Jonny's)). I will endevor to differ from this template.

Elton John

Elton John is the bestest most scrumdiddlyunptous stupid man in the world (sorry, I have made a vow not to swear, and sometimes it's difficult to express myself. (but no one's reading this are they, so why am I writing this(Man I love putting brackets inside brackets))).

OR IS HE? (what the heck was that for (sorry, I am just trying to get my thoughts strait)

Perhaps it is really Turpin who does all the work, and Elton just sitts on his fat buttock and sings (hang on, didn't I know that already?)

Still rotting,

Blair (Blade!?!)

Todays the day.

Today is the day I broke my vow. Mainly out of boredom, but for other reasons as well.
It actually feelsa really good. I should break more vows.
I am at my mommy's work, and while she sits in a meeting, I rot in front of a computer.
At least I got my T.V. back, even though I now have to put it even further into a corner than in was already, and I can't find any of Laurissa's letters. I don't think I'll tell her.
In fact, I won't tell her anything, because I am rotting in front of this computer.
I'll put in a yippie so I look overjoyed to finally be talking to, umm, no one, because no one's listening are they?

YIPPIE!!!