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Updated: 2018-03-02T08:22:47.944-08:00


corey feldman


kind of like walking in the rain wearing a tracksuit and a big unflattering coat heading towards hagley park and you have a spliff in your pocket and you are listening to you ipod and this song comes on and it says "i was my parents vision" and you think to myself, "what would my parents think?" so you just change the song to something a bit more fitting to your unhealthy lifestyle: the streets. you figure that no matter how trashy and gross your life gets, just put on some mike skinner and you'll feel classy in comparison. you can feel classy even if you are sitting on a park bench wearing a tracksuit and a big unflattering coat smoking a spliff and just watching the traffic because it is "buzzy" and you feel too slothlike to move.

i think my hair got really wet that day regardless of the fact i had a hood/hat. it got worse, when i got home i ate a bowl of cereal and genuinely enjoyed the movie stepbrothers.

~a day in the lyfe~

crystals that are turkish who knows


The first boy I ever kissed, I think I only kissed him because all my friends were pash sluts. I went to his house and he was all "do you want to go out with me" and I said "no, not really but you can kiss me if you want" and it was awkward and really retarded and so i went home. i'd forgotten my bus pass was expired so i had to take charity from an old woman at the bus stop.

sometimes i wish i could summon the emotional immaturity/playa attitude i had as a 15 year old. but mostly i just wish for that childs fare bus pass. $30 for unlimited travel over a whole month. what a dream.

wait til i get my hands on you


Have you ever made a doctors appointment even though you don't actually have anything you need to tell the doctor? I think I just did that and I don't think I'll have anything to tell her tomorrow at 12:15 except maybe "don't make me get a pap smear you don't have to worry trust me it's fine"
FUN FACT: My doctors last name is Gordon and she was born on the 21st of may too.

I guess I could say that things are a bit stressful at the moment. This whole year so far has been pretty average to say the least APART FROM leaving home and living in a nice house with nice gurlz and that's probably what is keeping me from having a complete mental breakdown. I've been way too sheltered in terms of ~the heart~ for too long and now trying to pick up the pieces/whateveridktryingtoredefinemyselfwithoutyou it's still really difficult and it's been 6 months so maybe I should just have like 5 new boyfriends because maybe I'm like you and need to be sleeping with somebody to be happy but you know what.

It's fine.

I'm okay.

Because sure I go to bed most nights feeling slightly miserable but as I'm going to sleep I think of how tomorrow is a new day and hey, you never know what could happen. You might just wear the ugliest outfit ever and just sit on your laptop in various campus cafes for hours eating citrus slices that taste like they have foam rubber mats as a substitute for citrus but, hey. It's okay. It always is.

He and Levin were great friends


I had a dream about you and you wrote a blog about me and said that I had a militant haircut. It was a cool dream and I was disappointed to wake up. It wasn't cool that you thought I had a militant haircut though. I enrolled in this stupid creative writing class and I am meant to have written something really amazing by now but haven't even thought about ideas. Maybe I am just too scared to "get creative" and would just rather stop going to the class and get an E grade. That would be cool. Much cooler than getting "critiqued" by some tool that writes opera and poetry. What to do! Maybe I should just get really enthusiastic about yachting and gliding. Good, cheap hobbies.



(image) If I keep up this diet I am going to die alone.



"just don't tell her"

"when i was your age, my best friend and my boyfriend hooked up. they are married now and have 3 children. ha.. ha, funny the way things play out. a bit awkward huh"

"so, simone, what do you do?"



You looked really nice and I thought about maybe shouting out your name from across the street and waving to you and saying hello and asking what you are doing now since it looked as though you were shutting up shop for the night. But I hate yelling and what if you already had plans?

Right now I am just trying to keep my priorities straight with a Paul Simon themed computer?

Should I just wear amazing Hawaiian dresses for the rest of my life?






Today I am unemployed and don't know how to deal with it. I slept until 11:48AM, which is pretty disgusting but I thought that at least this way I wouldn't have to worry about what I was going to do today. Half the day was already over. When I am unemployed I like knitting, should probably start soon so by the time it is winter I will have a really nice scarf.

You know you are not over somebody when you can't even stand to see them standing beside someone that isn't you. Even if they aren't talking and you know that even if they do start talking to each other it won't even be that interesting. um.

On saturday I biked in a headwind from Brynwyr to Woolston and it was probably the worst experience of my life. At one point I almost began to cry because my whole body was aching so much. Then my helmet started falling to pieces. So, not only was I in total pain but I was risking my life.

The day before that, Friday, I was on a plane and it was flying low over Christchurch and I could see into peoples gardens and I wondered if I jumped out of the plane would I happen to land on somebodies trampoline. totally possibly lifesaving but most likely impossible

The day before that, Thursday, I wanted to tell somebody they were probably the most beautiful and interesting person I had met all week but kindof couldn't because it would be awkward to the person I was with at the time.

One time it was my birthday and my cat left me a present in my shoe:

Suffice to say, haven't really ever worn those shoes since.

pros and cons, too many cons


I've read over this blog and I've looked at all my old posts where I would drop super subtle hints over the one thing that I wanted the most. Now all of that is gone (forever) and well, I guess I should be glad because it was a bit GR8 GATSBY~ esque. I guess all I can do now is just cry in Antonios (probably the most meaningful thing I have done all year) and listen to Graceland. Wow, what an album. Paul Simon totally "gets it".

"And she said losing love, is like a window in your heart, everybody sees you're blown apart, everybody sees the wind blow"

Yeah um, am I getting too serious for this blog? This whole situation is something a cute photobooth picture with my cat can't fix. Lets face it, i always just threw that shit in my blog to distract myself from getting 2REAL.

Although it is really sweet and cute :(

Wish I could just go rowing with Daniel Rossen every morning. Not even worry about lifejackets because love would keep us afloat or something.

I wonder what him and his girlfriend talk about when they hit the lake. Paul Simon covers? Being young, Jewish and beautiful? I bet they have total deep and meaningfuls but still take time to have a little laugh and playfully touch each others arms. Romantic.

I wonder if you will ever read this? Wonder how many times you'll cringe

a day in the life of a total mess


Did a lot today. By a lot I actually mean not very much at all but there was plenty of magic, let me assure of that. First of all, I just stared up at the sky for a bit and tried to make shapes out of them but none of it really turned out except for this cloud that sorta looks like a mature tamagotchi. You know, when you get it to the stage where its having kids and eating a whole lot (until you leave it under your car seat and forget about it then wonder what happened and get really depressed because you know its starving)What else did I do? Well, i wore this ridiculous outfit and didn't straighten my hair, so pretty much, I have been the hottest babe in Woolston all day. Can't believe I'm even leaking that shit to the internet :/Anyway, my dad bought me this real sweet bike. It's a pretty serious bike so I went for this really serious bike ride (I wasn't serious enough to wear full lycra though, probably would have made things heaps easier though). So I just rode and rode for ages. Here is the route that I took!Eventually I ended up in this total grey area and there were signs pointing to really safe suburbs like Bromley and Aranui. It was confusing and it seemed like I was pretty much in the middle of nowhere:That creepy red bus wasn't helping at all either, not at all okay. In the end I just took the high road to Bromley. Now that it is summer I should probably get a summer job, is this sign a sign?Would I be painting ol' "we'll make her seaworthy again" rusty?Yeah thats right i was totes taking a photo from behind a chainlink fence. I kinda felt like Belle in recent episodes of Home and Away, uncovering conspiracies and shit. What kind of conspiracies could go down at a humble boat painting business in Bromley? Poorly flushing boat toilets? (OH WAIT THAT HAPPENS ON ALL BOATS, SO AWKWARD) Fixing up holes in hulls with playdough and gib board? Salt in petrol tanks? Faulty GPS navigation systems? I could totes go undercover at this place and become a hero when I foil all their devious hijinks. I would be a maritime hero. Or perhaps I could just sit at home and admire the colour combination of my sheets and duvet?Pretty damn beautiful and magic and amazing right?Totally comforting too.Finally, also really really need to delete people off facebook who post this kind of shit:What a ~sisters are doing it for themselves~ type of sister.[...]

eating whalemeat - delicious?


Eskil: [says thank-you to the waitress in dutch]
Margaret: “I don’t think I can eat this”
Eskil: “try it, come on, just one tiny little bite okay. Do it for me”
Margaret: “Why would I? I’ve only known you for a few hours”
Eskil: “feels like a lifetime”

How romantic. Could I properly pull off writing a romance film script involving whalemeat and a horrific plane crash?

Should I be more of a car skank? I gave it a go and it is quite easy

holla at me for a cruize sometime.




I thought by wearing a green american appy hoody it would help me describe the green light in the great gatsby real deep BUT SO FAR this has not sufficed. Hopefully the marker writes on my essay; "you are my green light, beautiful in that american apparel hoody but your essay has no substance!"



I'm pretty sure I just had the worst day


worlds away, drowning in a volcano


I think that will be the first and last postcard I'll ever get from Greenland. So, it is pretty special. A postcard from France = still pretty special but not as special as one from the Arctic Circle, sprinkled with all that icy magic.

(image) This is the book dreams are made of. I mean, sure, I haven't actually read it yet, but with a cover like that it has got to be amazing, right? Maybe I'll read it when that hadron collider thing gets fired back up. Then the magic will truly begin.

feather fever


Today I:

  • Had an earl grey but didn't let the teabag "soak" for long enough, so it wasn't really that great
  • Forgot to say thank-you, now I can't stop thinking about it
  • Started to like linguistics again
  • Got awkward
  • Took a homemade riceball for lunch but it wasn't really good and i threw it out. Heartbreaking.
  • Wished I was MULTILINGUAL (omg i had monolingual here for days, i am such a fool), or at least bi-lingual
  • Missed somebody, even though I kind of hate her
  • Acted creepy, twice
  • Sat in my car and tried to think of ways to better myself but I don't know where to start
  • Thought about ringing up my nana, but I am so bad at talking on the phone
  • Got jealous, really jealous
  • Listened to some girls talking, I thought they were talking about whether they favored McCain or Obama but they were actually discussing their favorite ice cream flavors.
  • Realized that writing blog entries isn't really that therapeutic. Help? :(

another saturday night with my cat/still have a little bit of hope


(image) Is this my life? I just watched a really bad, non Garden State, Zach Braff movie. I have kind of lost the will to live after seeing Zach Braff ~getting some action~. OH MY GOD NEVER EVER EVER AGAIN :(:(

Am i retarded for putting cryptic messages in my blogs? what would you do? Not be so cryptic? Stop watching Zach Braff movies? Wear more pairs of jandals bought from the ezibuy spring 1999 catalog?

kewt times in the ghetto


Should I try and make the most of living in one of the worst suburbs in Christchurch? Sure, some say it is a lost cause, some politicians get caught labeling it "shit country" but sheesh, there has got to be something good about it, right?Could it be the stunning, Italian villa esque architecture? Sometimes I feel like I am holidaying in Tuscany! Why spend millions on an Italian villa when you can get your own slice of paradise right here in Woolston for under $200,000. Ridiculously undervalued, don't you think?Could it be the amazing cars cruising the streets? Statistics tell us that Woolston is home to low house prices and very low household incomes. You wouldn't know from these photos would you? People take such pride in their state of the art, fresh off the lot vehicles, have you ever seen 2 cars in such excellent condition? The owners were just that concerned about the welfare of their vehicles that they parked them up on the footpath. That's the kind of attitude that THRIVES in this community! Could it be the hot babes and bitches? (OH ~~OOPZ~~ HOW DID THAT GET IN THERE ;)Could it be the thriving local art scene? A lot of graffiti can be seen as defacing, disgusting and generally really bring down the quality of a neighborhood. However, this clever little "tag" is creative, innovative and makes you respect the "artist" as a truly gifted master of their craft. If only we could decipher this mysterious MC character, perhaps M.C. stands for "mr crafty"? "mr cool"? "more (to) come"?? Oh i hope so!Could it be the crystal clear, fresh waters of the Heathcote river? This beautiful, clean river is a serene piece of local beauty. When the weather is cold, people gather on the banks to paint watercolour pictures of the local wildlife that thrives in such an enviroment. In the summer, locals strip off thier clothes and take a dip, children rush down to the banks at the crack of dawn with thier lilos and canoes. People in Woolston save a lot of money in summer, nobody has to waste money on petrol driving to the beach, why would you need to when the cool, fresh waters of the heathcote river is merely seconds away!.....I AM GOING TO LIVE IN WOOLSTON FOREVERLove, Simone[...]

the wind beneath my wings


I'm trying to make this blog less cheesy and girly but AHH I just love my cat so much. One time she disappeared for 10 days and it was the worst. Isn't she handsome? Reckon I could get her cloned so her legacy can live on forever?

(image) Am I wasting my best years by being home on saturday nights, messing around on photo booth with my cat and posting weird blogs that nobody will ever read?

answer: not at all.

i am crying in the deli isle


I've been dreaming of the perfect part time job, one where I can come and go as I please and the people are great and the pay is amazing etc. In some ways, this dream has come true, I have a job where I can pretty much name my hours and the pay isn't all that bad. But, there is one issue. About 90% of my co-workers are GODAWFUL. The other day I went into the ~cafeteria~ to get some water, it was 8AM and one of my babelicious co-workers was sitting there, looking sad, singing along to alanis morrisette on the radio. It was possibly the most amazing moment of my life, also, totally surreal. I just had to draw it!

She is so much more beautiful in real life, the drawing just doesn't do her justice. Also, I feel sorry for anybody reading this because you will never get to hear her beautiful singing voice! woah, maybe i should record it? it sure is something, someday, somebody will make a lot of money from this ~songstress~

tissues all over the floor, talcum power in my hair, oh my god where am I?


WOW where have I been? Well, nowhere, of course. jesus, when do I ever go away anyway? This entry is already completely redundant and shitty. Guess I just need a more ~positive~ attitude. Okay. I will list all the POSITIVE things in my life right now. Of course, I wouldn't be the complete negative nancy I am without qucky following all the positivity with some NEGATIVITY.

  • semester 2
    • this semester i am not waking up every morning thinking OH GOD because i actually made some good choices this semester. no more phonology and way more ebonics makes getting out of bed in the morning so much easier.
  • aloe vera juice
    • What a special drink, I don't really drive to university ever anymore but yesterday i did and i was driving down blenheim road and remembered how amazing aloe vera juice is and so i just kinda swerved across 3 lanes really fast to get to the korean supermarket for MY FIX. Honestly, this time last year my friend was like "oh wanna try aloe vera juice?" and I was all, "are you fucking insane? aloe vera? in a drink?" but then I tried it and it was incredible, like grape hubba bubba only better.
Why can I only thing of 3 positive things in my life? I am thinking too much about the negative. Well, I am not going to mention all the negative because I actually can't think of anything thats worth listing that won't make me out to be a horrible, horrible person. Maybe next time!

I don't know why but I am really into movies which feature characters going to Harvard. Lately I have branched off into real life and today watched a lecturer at university whom is all ~harvard grad~ down a bottle of coke really fast. It killed the mystique pretty fast, I will never watch good will hunting ever again.

the dreamiest dreamcatcher


i haven't drawn anything in ages, so i thought, hell, lets just draw an amazing dreamcatcher. so, yeah, i did. i think i have a very promising future in the dream catcher designing industry, there is a HUGE demand. trust me.

i am really into the L word lately. i don't know why though, honestly guyz i'm not a closet dyke or anything. i think the main reason i watch it is to experience the greatness that is pam grier. woah. seriously. she doesn't play a lesbian on the show but chooses to hang out with this close group of gayz and tranz because she is cool with that. she gets real tired of all their cheating, mass menstrual cycles BS though and that provides 100% entertainment! she calls all her sistahs "babygirl" and it is sooooo amazing.

this is a terrible entry, i will finish now but not without trying to redeem myself by posting this marvel;

wouldn't it be just like, the mostest incrediblest amazingest place to live? well, it wouldn't be luxury but who needs that when you would have such a good view of what yr neighbors are up to. it would be just the phattest pad ever.

siete canciones para te


"List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre,whether they have words, or even if they’re not any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now, shaping your Spring. Post these instructions in your blog along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they’re listening to."WHAT A HUGE CALL. alright.cranes - abe vigoda When i first heard this song, I was really unsure about it and it just didn't sound right. But i kept listening to it and it grew on me. boy oh boy did it grow alright. grew faster than bamboo! no but seriously, this song is amazing and i listen to it a lot.cosmic sing a long - cryptacizeone time i was listening to this song when i was trying to find a carpark and it stopped me from going crazy because i really hate trying to find a place to park my shitty car. if i was in shooters and this song came on i would be all over the podiums, omgz/.,./ films - fabiowhere do you start? the lyrics? the bad stock music? fabios smooth voice lulling you into a sense of oh my god i am going to crash the car this is so amazing? what i wouldn't give to have been that bird that flew into his face, oh my god it would astound you.daytona beach - half japanesewish i was actually half japanese, look at that diva to your left, isn't she amazing? oh my god, and her jacket? i want to be like that when i am in my 50's, however, the lack of oriental blood will hinder this realz significantly. oh yeah and um, this track is SLAMMING.i made you nervous (in 1995) - lucky dragonsin 1995, i was 7 years old and a boy in my class was so excited about it being 1995 that he painted "1995" on an icecream container. it made me nervous.freedom (evolution dub) - world courtGAWD i wish this band would release more than 3 songs; AH MAZE ING. this song reminds me of this day when i decided to drop out of fashion school and i just felt like a whole new person so i downloaded a whole lot of music and this song was one of them. great soundtrack for dropping out and thus wasting thousands of dollars and hours and hours of hours.eraser - no agethis song is a king among men. the whole album is real good. go check your thighs in a mirror, and, I'M DONE. (this is directed at saleisha from ANTM through the mouth of um, what is her name? oh my god she is amazing, i hate saleisha, what a gross ho)OKAY i really hope those download links actually work. even though it doesn't matter at all because sheesh, lets face it, is anybody reading this? okay so this whole "tag 7 of your friends", well, i am not so sure about that, i am just tagging anybody who is reading this.PLEASEDOIT![...]

aching head of sigh


i am sighing so much all over the place right now. i don't think i have ever sighed so much in my life. i have my ~espanol~ exam tomorrow and i am not looking forward to it at all; mainly because i haven't studied AT ALL, unless, well, you count watching the breakfast club with spanish subtitles studying, well, then, yeah. i guess i have studied a little bit. oh well, my ~psychic vibez~ are telling me EVERYTHING will be OKAY.

(image) oh god i hope those psychic vibez are right. this is all just making me sigh even more. like my turban? i bought it through the magic of the internet and wow it was just that MAGIC that it arrived within days. maybe i should wear it to the exam tomorrow because it just has so many amazing vibes which could NEVER, EVER be HARSHED on. wish i could stop talking about vibes, i mean seriously. what?

over your gate and lets plant peach tree



oh my god. here are my ~transformations~;

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they are all pretty self explanatory and i guess a little predictable, but i didn't see the next one coming that's for sure;


my oh my, who knew i would be such a devilishly handsome man? should i get a sex change? i am so confused right now.

today was a bad day but i drowned my naive and uninformed sorrows into a mcdonalds sundae and then everything was okay. i haven't drawn any pictures in ages because i don't know what to draw, why is life so tough! i am sighing all over the place.