Christmas Present.

Its Christmas Day!

Peace and good will to all men! .... well, I try.

Christmas 2011 has so far, been a success. Dinner was yummy and not TOO filling as it can sometimes get.

Had a lovely lie-in this morning, but then had to leap out of bed as I heard my dog gagging and then proceed to vomiting on my grandmas nicely kept carpet. I cleaned the mess up and then it was PRESENT TIME.

My list of presents is as follows -

Davidoff Cool Water perfume

A Thermal cup thingy

Penguin ice skate guards

Penguin socks

(you can tell what type of bird is my favourite innit)

Some thick socks to wear with my ice skates

A love hearts mug, complete with candy.

Two writing pads plus a set of pens

A devotional book

Pyjamas

Slippers

 - Thats all I can remember, but I'm expecting a few more presents tomorrow from other family. Spoiled, I know.

Ratatouille is on TV at the moment. I LOVE THIS MOVIE! Rats are cute!

Being home is excellent, I miss being home. It's so comfortable and pressureless.

I have only one Christmas wish left - that I will be able to watch Doctor Who in peace. It may not happen, but I can hope. It all depends on what time the cousins arrive. If not, there is always Downton Abbey to lessen the blow.

Christmas TV is ridiculous.

I bought the very final Alex Rider book yesterday. It's strange, I started reading those books when I was about 16 and now I am 23 reading the final volume and yet Alex Rider has remained 14 years old the entire time. Fictional characters have the best life.

I must go now and enjoy the rest of my Christmas Day, but I wish the very best for you and yours - have a fit time.

Love Min

Seeking Destiny with Faith

It was a strange day at work today.

There is a feeling in the office like....everyone is just waiting for Christmas to come. Everyone is tired. Everyone is just holding on that little bit longer - then chill time.

A holiday at the end of the year really is a blessing.

Home just seems like paradise at the end of a looong dark tunnel...which reminds me, I really need to pick up my train tickets from the station. How horrible would it be if I missed my train because I'd forgot to get my tickets before hand D: D: D:

Can't even bare thinking about it.

This house is pretty much empty now...empty compared to usually.

Usually we have 10 people living here, but at the moment it's just 5. Not that I mind. Sometimes it's nice to have a quiet house.

Just read a great quote by Oscar Wilde.

'Never love anybody who treats you like you're ordinary.'

I like that. It makes perfect sense. Ordinary people are only people who someone hasn't bothered to get to know. How can you love somebody who you don't know? ITS STUPID!

The smell of dinner is rising up to my room. I don't know what it is, but it smells awesome. You know what else smells awesome - my room!

I cleaned it yesterday afternoon and it's just such a nice place to spend time in now - it really was a dump or as my friend called it 'a S*** hole'. However, let me tell you this. The dumpyness of my room was not entirely my doing. My room mate had a great hand in the mess. However, now that she is away for the holidays I have made it nice for when we both come back after Christmas.

I have a few 'Minnie's Needs' Prayers for the next few days.

1. Afore mentioned tickets to be 'got'.
2. The next few days of work to be manageable.
3. My secret santa gift to arrive in the post tomorrow.
4. Transportation help from friends.

They may seem like silly needs, but the power of prayer goes a long way so if you are that way inclined, please agree with me for these things. Not that God needs tons of people praying to make Him active, but I'm absolutely sure he loves when people talk to Him.

'As the Good Book says'

 ²² Through the LORD’s mercies we are not consumed, 
      Because His compassions fail not. 
       ²³ They are new every morning; 
      Great is Your faithfulness. 
       ²⁴ “ The LORD is my portion,” says my soul, 

      “ Therefore I hope in Him!” 
       ²⁵ The LORD is good to those who wait for Him, 
      To the soul who seeks Him. 


Lamentations 3: 22-25


I just have to mention that my toenails are really long. I could actually attack people with them....If I really wanted to do that.

I should really sleep.

Night me lovelies and me darlins'

Min

Thank You for the Moment

You know when a moment changes a whole entire day?

That moment happened about two hours ago.

It's funny how a headache can be caused by a thought - expectancy - and then when fulfilment takes place, the pain in the head simply disappears!

It's hard to explain without me seeming creepy, but it's a heart issue and all I can say is. My Christmas miracle happened. It was very small and short and distant, but it happened and I am grateful to God for hearing both my vocal prayers and those little desperate ones I had inside my head.

The only problem with getting a little taste of something is that it really fuels your need for more. I shall now have to wear my grateful hat for days.

Work tomorrow and then I leave for home on Thursday! Christmas is in less than a week now...then new year. I wonder what 2012 will bring? I definitely hope that there will be a lack of heartache for me (and for other people). Seem to have been having an emotional roller coaster of a ride the past few years. It would just be so nice to be invisible to everyone except the people who truly care about you. Wouldn't that be lovely?

I'm so cautious with my emotions lately. Some things are too precious to spam out to the world.

Well. I'm going to hit the hay.

Good Night World.

Minnie

I Love the Moon

Nose is running like an open faucet.

My head feels like its in the clouds, but not in a good way.

The thought of work tomorrow is bleak....one thing spurs me on - there will be chocolate cake.

Winter has definitely arrived in the South of England. I thought it would never come due to the Indian Summer we had in October, but here it is. Apparently it has already started snowing up North, but we've had no such luck down here.

I went to a birthday party today at a Mexican restaurant. I had a chilli beef burrito. It was smothered in sour cream, refried beans and guacamole. I'm grateful that I chose a spicy dish, because it meant I could taste something.

The common cold is such a torture for a food lover.

My sister got me watching a new drama called Flower Boy Ramyun Shop. ITS AWESOME! There is this one tall guy who I love. He's awesome too, in a really fit way.

Having caught up on all the current episodes of that particular drama I felt a huge need to watch something in which Lee Min Ho stars. Therefore, I have decided to attempt to watch City Hunter. Lee Min  Ho is one of my favourite sources of eye candy.

My housemates and I have decided to go and watch New Years Eve at the cinema this weekend. It looks like quite a fun film. It's in the vein of the Valentines Day movie, which was all fun and no depth. It should be a nice bonding time with my friends though, before we separate for Christmas.

Speaking of which, I am very much looking forward to this festive time. I don't know how people manage winter without a Christmas. It's like a bright light in the centre of a completely depressing time of year. Of course there are religious reasons why people celebrate it too, but I think the main reason is that we need some distraction from the dark cold days.

Jesus was born in Summer anyway...apparently...according to historians. Some ninja Christians just hijacked a pagan celebration and decided to partay in December instead....a birthday is much nicer that sacrificing children to trees anyway.

I've bought most of my family's presents. I find it all very exciting. There are a few surprises waiting. Giving can be such a scream.

I've had my hair up in a ponytail for hours, it honestly feels as if my scalp is going to fall off, but it looks so nice, I don't want to let it down. Talk about being a slave to ones own appearance. I feel so ashamed.

AIIIGOOOOOOOOOO! I seriously wish I could stick some sort of vacuum up my nose and suck all the snot out. It sounds gross, but hey, desperate times call for desperate measures....a super hot curry might do the trick.

OH OH OH also some new news! I am no longer staff at the Big Bang VIP forum. Got demoted a few days ago due to my lack of activity. It's kind of sad, but I guess it was a long time coming and there is no way I can commit myself to working there if I don't have a laptop. Anyway, I'm actually looking forward to being served  rather than waiting on other people :D

I let my hair down...It was killing.

Gonna watch some drama now.

Laters mi amigo's

Min

Hopes and Dreams at the Seams

As a working girl, I have hardly any time to sit alone in the quiet of my little world and spam out my feelings on this little corner of the internet. However, I have been quite aware, that in recent days I have needed somewhere to let out my ASDLASNF.

Work is fine. I actually quite enjoy it.

It's weird living away from home, but I don't like to think about home too much, because I know I will get homesick.

I had a dream last night about the founders of this company I do some work for. How gosh darn boring is that? Why don't I have crazy dreams or scary dreams or something? It's obvious my emotions are not being stirred in recent months.

I go ice skating quite a lot now with one of my housemates (she's a bit fit). Last night we went and by the end of the session my hands felt like they were going to drop off. They were like a bright red. My hands have never been that red before, even if I do have thin skin.

My skin isn't see-through, but it's definitely a very pale colour - why I felt the need to write that...I really have no idea.

I have to be up at a disgracefully early hour tomorrow morning, because I'm off to London. The company I work for organises events and there is a conference this weekend. The conference centre is right next to Big Ben and the Houses of Parliament - I should remember to take my camera. Anyway, I have been selected to go with the early team, which I'm not too thrilled about, but I'm not complaining either. I get payed for it after all and I am grateful. It may even be a little bit fun.

I know it's been ages since I last had a major bloggage. I really miss typing away like a mad thing - just typing and typing about any old shizz which happened in my day.

I'm making a Manchester United blanket and the little boy who lives in this house with his family runs about saying, 'Minnie is making a Manchester United blanket'. I'm really hoping he will join me in supporting the reds - there are WAY too many Liverpool supporters here, it is very disturbing.

OH! We have a squirrel now! Like a pet squirrel! His name is Nutkin and he is a very cute boy. I love his face, but his vlaws are very scratchy and my hands are injured, but in the cutest possible way.

Sammy doesn't seem to mind the squirrel, but I think it's because our family is awesome at dividing love (not true). I'm not good at dividing love at all. I have to try and create new love for each individual, because I can't love one person with a love meant for someone else. And there are some people I just can't find any love for at all so I try not to think about them at all. Sexual tension is another thing entirely, if I feel that when I am around a person, that could be a problem....harhar...but luckily I don't feel that very often either...maybe once in a blue moon.

I love the moon. I just love everything about it.

This floor is so hard and my butt has gone numb - how very awkward. Though you probably didn't need to know that.

I should probably go to sleep soon, my hair is nearly dry...I washed it this eve so I wouldn't have to get up even earlier tomorrow to grab a shower. The only problem with that is that it takes about seven years for it to dry.

Anyway, Im off to bedski!

Goodnight m'dears.

I'm so glad to be back here :)

Lost in a Thought or Two

Waiting for my sis to come home - the later she is the more annoying our task for the evening will become.

Started watching Coffee Prince for the umpteenth time today. I will never get over how amazing it is....and Gong Yoo is just - eye noms.

As far as my plans to do nothing are going, I think I'm doing pretty well.

I woke up, ran the bath, had a cup of tea, put the PS2 on, played FF XII for a lil while, had a bath, took Sam for a walk, played FF XII for the rest of the day.

It's funny, now that I am employed, the people around me don't seem to mind at all when I behave so unfruitfully - human beings are crazy weird that's all I can say.

My mum is house sitting yesterday and today and for some strange reason I let her borrow my phone. I was under the impression that I would get it back by 2pm today, so obviously I'm a little distressed that it is not back in the safety of my arms.

Not that anyone will text me or phone me - such is my life.

I probably should be worried about my mum reading my texts, but I'm actually not. The reason being, I am innocent of all naughty behaviour. Even if she does read them - and yes, she is the type of mum that does that sort of horrendous thing - she wouldn't understand them. I barely understand them myself.

I get misunderstood a lot, it's because I speak almost fluent sarcasm. People actually believe me when I'm being sarcastic. It's a really bad habit I'm trying to get out of..

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So yeah, it's a few hours later and Sarah came home and we managed to get that task done without it getting too horrendously late so thats all good.

Mum and Dad are off to Scotland tomorrow night, So my sibling and I get a few days of freedom. Unfortunately, it's my daddy's birthday while they are away so we can't celebrate that with him, which is a shame - which reminds me, it's my Zaty eonnies birthday on the same day as my dads hmmm!

The past few days I've been having a tremendous struggle with my tendency to overthink. I seem to have a photographic memory when it comes to things that could be translated a whole multitude of ways.

For example, signals - are signals actually signals, OR is it your head just lying to you and saying that normal human behavior is actually signals?

I wish I could read peoples minds.

I have also realized that my appetite goes out of the window when I'm with people I like. When I was camping a few weeks ago, I had no desire to eat and also, at convention earlier this year, the exact same thing happened.

This seems ok at first glance, but actually, I get really faint and stuff. It's like my body doesn't crave food, but it needs it. There is not as much joy in eating when you have to force feed yourself to ensure that you get the right nutrients.

I'm not ill or have a disorder or something terrible like that, it's just I put two and two together and have come to the conclusion that being in certain company stresses me out so much that I don't feel the need to eat. The only problem is - I like being with these people (person).

To be honest though - it is a very stressful situation for me. I keep asking God to keep my mind focused on other stuff. This does work for a while, but yeah, I do seem to slide back into over thinking.

SO YOU SEE??? HOW THINKING AFFECTS ME? And most people would say that thinking was a good thing...HAH!

I'll tell you something though, I am hungry now. 12:11am, what a stupid time to be hungry. I refuse to eat now though, my cheese intake has been far to much today. I had a serious carb munchfest.

The future is such an unnerving thing. You know when you really want to pat someone on the head? Well I really want to pat someone on the head.

I seem to be making no sense at all. I've never been effected by chemistry before until now and I'm not sure what to do with it all.

I love my friends. YOU ARE ALL SO GORGEOUS MY FRIENDS!

Oh dear, I write so drunk when it's the early hours. I should just wash my face and brush my teeth and go to sleeps. Ohhh the thought of my bed is soooo comforting - no stress at all.

Goodnight all!

Many lovin's from the Min

Llama Llama Duck

I've been thinking about my new job and how orderly and neat I will have to be.

I rather think I will be like a Hotaru from the J Drama 'Hotaru no Hikari' - Very dependable at work, but a complete slob at home. Though I assure you my 'bucho' is hella not coming from my workplace. Watch the drama to see what I mean XD

Actually, I ferociously recommend the 'Hotaru no Hikari' drama. It's one of my absolute favourites, especially the first season.

Yesterday I was feeling the need for anime so I tried to get some on my ipod, but it wasn't working, which was very sad so then I decided to stalk pictures of One Piece so I could have a new BG. I found a good app so my ipod screen now proudly shows Luffy's gorgeous face whenever I activate it.

It was Chansung from 2PM before that, but he is Sarah's thing, not mine.

DSFJSLDKJF! You know when you remember something really cute and it makes you feel like your toes will drop off because of the absolute cuteness of it all? That just happened to me. I love those kinds of moments, but they are very bad for you if you are trying VERY hard to control your emotions. On the other hand, if you have a memory, it is something that has actually taken place, therefore, it gives you more leave to spazz about it, since it really has happened. Not like getting all worked up about what you think might happen or whatever.

I'm probably not making a whole lot of sense here am I?

I just watched the Llama song Video after a few years of not seeing it and it still amuses me greatly. It's nice to know my humour has never changed. Really REALLY stupid things make me laugh. They don't have to be intelligent and they don't have to make sense, in fact, if there is a stupid silence, it will make me want to L O L.

Yesterday I was sat in church and it was quite a serious sermon about honouring God and in my head all I could think about was how frequent it is nowadays to see young men wearing denim pedal pushers and it took great self control for me not to burst out laughing. But honestly, why on earth do guys think it is appropriate to wear denim pedal pushers? WHY? I don't think I'll ever understand it, though I think Ben Barnes wore some in a photo shoot and I didn't care at all. He is magnificent though, so he can get away with that kind of disgraceful behaviour.

Also, why do guys never wear belts any more? In the past few weeks I have seen far too many half mast trousers for my liking and if you are not Young Bae wearing Armani boxer shorts then for goodness sake hoist the mainsail!

Mind you, girls can be equally as bad - if not worse when it comes to these type of things (guilty as charged), but at least they can wear denim pedal pushers without looking hilarious.

Hmmmm, my tummy is grumbling, maybe I should head down and get something to eat in a couple of minutes. Maybe some toast with peanut butter or something like that. A cup of tea would be nice too. Ugh, my tummy is swollen - I despise bloated-ness.

Might have a nap later too, still not feeling 100%  Not complaining about it though, it's just one of those things.

So, a list of what I must do before I move and start work.

1. Watch the entire three series of Avatar the Last Airbender again (priorities)
2. Budget my wage monthly so I have enough money to save and spend after paying rent and travel and necessities and all that jazz.
3. Find out more about my job, because I'm completely ignorant about it and REALLY need to be more clued in - I have no idea how I got it....well actually I do, God gave it to me, and I trust Him. If he thinks I'm capable, then I must be.
4. Get some office-y type clothes, because I can't really turn up to work in my 'Surfng makes me happy' T-shirt.
5. Spend lots of time with my family and hug Sam a great deal before I have to move. Kitchen dancing is a must

Okie, my tummy is telling me that I should finish off this post and get some abstinence!

Sayonara for now,

Aishiteru ~

From Min

Gotta Face the Change

Ok, I'm borrowing a laptop to write this. It has very small keys.

I'm looking out of the window of what will be my bedroom for the next year.
I like this room, It has an amazing view over the garden and then the countryside beyond. There are at LEAST three apple trees in view. If only the branches came closer  to the window, I could reach out and pick one, rather than go downstairs and get food from the kitchen.

That is SO lazy.

The emo-ness from yesterday has gone, though, it does come back a little when I think of my dog. I will sorely miss my dog. Yesterday I even got my sister to put the phone near his head so I could hear him panting - It may seem weird to you, but meh, I don't actually care.

I realize that I haven't really been blogging recently and that will change, but I have to be settled first and I also have to save for a new laptop. My slowing down of writing this shizzle isn't because I don't want to anymore. It's just because I've not been able to.

It's going to be so weird having a wage. It's also going to be so weird working and actually getting money for it. I don't mind working for no money, because then it makes working FOR money feel like a treat haha.

OH YEAH! I went camping last weekend, It was an AMAZING time. I was feeling really negative about it before it happened because things seemed to be going wrong, but my feelings were happily proven wrong.

More reason why we should never follow our feelings blindly.

So it rained the whole weekend (mostly) but we managed to go down a mine and go boating - which was utterly fabulous, we all got soaked and had races on the lake and pretended to be pirates.

I was able to be completely immature, which utterly suits me fine. It was amusing because I was the oldest acting like the youngest and the youngest was the one who acted like the oldest - though to be honest, none of us were behaving very maturely.

I wish I could relate the whole trip word by word, but it was all so good I wouldn't know where to begin. The card games were wicked too, I learned a host of new games. The best one was called Chinese
Snap I don't know why this particular version of snap is called 'Chinese', but it's kind of typical that my favourite game would be somewhat Asian related.

Actually, I'm feeling a bit rough today. I just dosed myself up with paracetamol to numb a growing headache and my tummy is being a bit iffy as well - UGH.

But you know, you have to live with these things and conquer them otherwise you always end up complaining about life and I don't want to be like that.

Still, I should probably go for a nap soon and sleep it off while I can.

In fact, I will do that now.

Talk soon me lovelies!

Min

Ok, so this is quite a special post because I have a special announcement to make. I'm on the iPod because my laptop has officially kicked the bucket and he needs to be sent to the computer doctors so my photos and a few other things can be retrieved.

Well anyway, the news.

As of today I am officially employed.

IKR! can you actually believe it?
It hasn't actually sunk in yet and there are going to be some very big changes in my near future. I'm not scared because I know this is the right way to go, but all I can think about is how much I'm going to miss my family.

Home sickness has never been a problem for me when I am away, but then, the awayness has never been this permanent.

I think I will be ok and I guess this will help me appreciate them more.

Suddenly the north, with all it's crude ways and common accents has become like a close friend who i have to leave for a while.

Don't get me wrong, I love it living where I am at the moment, other than my family home and grandmas this is where I feel the most comfortable.

It is times like this though, when you realise the actual place you really feel is home. And that place for me is where my parents and sister and dog is.
And I know this is soppy and I probably won't repeat myself (maybe) but, actually I will miss them more than I can even imagine and I'm probably going to cry tons when I have to pack my stuff to come and live here for a year.

I know this post hasn't made much sEnse and isn't incredibly dEtailed but i just needed somewhere to spam this out and now I will probably have to cry myself to sleep and then move on with life

The Art of Collapsing

since I've had a 'differen-ish' kind of year so far, I've changed (slightly) or rather updated to a higher grade of Minnie, I've learned new things and gained some more interests. Therefore, I've decided to do a 'things about me' post, but a more updated 2011-ish version.

Ok, so here are a few fun facts about me that you may or may not know.

1. My favourite British artist of the year is 'Ellie Goulding' she's talented and amazing and you should go listen to her shizz!

In fact, to save time, here,



Listen, while you read :)

2. My view on what love is has moved into a different position. I now see love as an inner and sincere desire for someone else, other than yourself, to be truly happy and satisfied in life. I realise now that in the very near past, I mistook feelings to be love. Feelings are not love, but rather a physical reaction to what you perceive love to be. Therefore, if your perceptions are selfish and inaccurate then your feelings are also selfish and inaccurate. God help me to truly love the people I care about in a way that they deserve and not for my own gratification.

3. I wash my face with porridge.

4. I am an organ donor, so when I die, people will get my eyeballs and liver and shizz and I'm ok with that - though the reason why I signed up to be a donor was because I needed to find a legit reason to procrastinate from uni work...Yeahhhh, I'm kind of intense like that hahaha.

5. I've not had a job or real income for over a year now - it gets me down a lot recently.

6. I like eating frozen peas.

7. I've never drank alcohol in my entire life and I don't intend to change that.

8. I don't want to ever date, I want to marry a friend who already knows my good sides and my bad sides and my weird sides and who has decided they still want me forever anyway. And I want to be that friend for someone else too. And then together we will have hundreds of weirdly named children and repopulate the earth with unique and wonderful human beings (the last part is me kidding...sort of)

9. At least 3 or 4 of my best (most loved) friends live in different parts of Asia

10. I've decided to walk the route of not 'settling for less' in my life, because I've already tried that and discovered that 'settling for less' is just another way of failing and it totally kills. So, for example, when someone tells me to 'Just get a job! ANY job will do!' I'll say, 'Thankyou, but no - I'd rather go ahead and take up God's perfect plan for my life.'


I think that is enough lil facts about me for now. I'm shattered today. Last night I was just tossing and turning in bed with very little actual sleep. Its so disgusting when my mind decides to be over active when my body wants to rest. It's a mighty fight.

I was having really distressing fitful dreams too.

I guess this all roots from truth in my life, because the dreams I had were completely relevant.

Poo relevance! GO DIE!

I'd really just love to lock myself away in a room filled with books and just read all day and night.....the room could have a glass roof so I could see the stars and also a lil fridge and side room with a loo.

Looooveelllyyyyyy.

I'm going to go now

Bye

LVMIN

Beautiful Motions

Hello mi lovelies!

Just sat relaxing listening to 'I'm the best' by 2NE1. I love this song.

It's pretty much saying - You are the best and you should think that because you are.
No one else is you, therefore, when you say. 'I am the best.' Its true innit!?

There is nothing more tiring than trying to live up to expectations, because you have given a false impression of who you are to the outer world.

That's why I try and be myself always. It's darn hard at times too, especially if you want to make a good impression and you are having a low self esteem moment and you don't think there is anything good within yourself to offer.

My advice is, even if it's a bad day for you, still be yourself, because sooner or later people find out who you are and the last thing you want is for them to realise you are a liar.

The other reason I like the 'I'm the Best' by 2NE1 is because I have a crush on Park Bom - she's God's definition of lushness, in human form.

When I went on holiday I got a new hardback sketchpad. I'm very excited about it, mainly because I've never actually had a proper sketchbook. I usually just draw on printer paper or get those pads you can rip paper out of.

I'm looking forward to when I've actually filled the whole book with drawings and experiments and it will be such a satisfying thing for me. The best part of it though is that its a permanent thing. All the drawings in there will stay in there, all my work for me.

There is something icky about putting your time and energy into a drawing and then selling it or giving it away. It's like you've given someone a piece of yourself. I don't mind if someone has asked me to do a picture for them specifically and I know from the start it isn't mine.

It's those times when I draw a picture just for the pleasure of art and then someone says, 'So how much is that worth?' or 'How much will you sell that for?' OR 'Can't you give me that?'

SDFHALSKFJLASK AWFUL!

Personally for me - drawing is something that I enjoy and get pleasure from. It's kind of like a husband hahahaha. No, but really...it's not only joy, but it's like a beautiful frustration. It's an element of madness in my existence. To be honest, I can't describe the feeling - but if you have something that you use to express yourself, something within you that you are so sure of - then imagine a person asking for it for a price?

It's seriously vomit inducing.

LOL at me getting all dramatic.

Everyone has a random variety of obsessions throughout life, but there's always that one thing that is with you from the day you were born till the day you die - something that is a part of your whole definition.

I guess it must be a type of love.

My poor bladder is telling me I have been drinking far too much tea. I think I shall go empty it and then proceed to fill it again. My bladder is so good to me, I can't even.

I should go now.

Disclaimer - The reason my blog is filled with emotional vomit is probably fuelled by the fact that Roger Federer, my athletic hero, was beaten yesterday in an incredible match and I have not yet recovered.

It was my summer dream to watch another Wimbledon final between Roger and Nadal - who are in my personal opinion - ASFOUALSHIJFKA SFOHAUKSLJNFA SYFPIHOALSKF UASY*OPQIHFLJKASF YPOASIHLFKNAS FOYUHJSLKFA YFIOHLKASF UAIHSKLFJ LASUFPAJSLF UAPSI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And so much more.

I feel grateful to God that He allowed me to watch the French open final between Federer and Nadal, but there are great sobbings in my heart.

Roger is such a gentleman and my future child will probably be named after him in some way. He is the best athlete of my lifetime and I am in mourning because the Wimbledon final is going to be lacking with the loss of his swashbuckling, truly beautiful and skilled style of playing tennis.

Perfection in streamlined motion.

*BIG SIGH*

*goes to drown in tea*

Love Min

P.S. I also want to verbally abuse and then slowly and painfully murder anyone who finds any joy in the defeat of Roger - Lord help me. Like I feel this strongly!

Won't Stop 'till You Surrender ~

I thought I should write a post.

Mainly because I am going to be away for the next few weeks, not because I actually have something I want to say.

Ooo 11:11 - how bout that then? :D

I'm listening to 'Sweet Disposition' by The Temper Trap. It's an amazing song. One of my current favourites.

My day started at 6am and I got a bath. I bet it's nice for you, as you sit and read this, to know that the author is a clean person. Am I right?

Anyway, I sat a baby most of the day. The most satisfying point of which was the part where the baby said, 'Big Bang' after I'd spent about 30 minutes screaming the words 'Big Bang' in his face.

I'm sorry, I'm in SUCH a foul mood today. I just have to rant this out.

So I woke up this morning REALLY wanting to be a better person. You know when you start the day with a really great and positive mindset - well thats how I was, really fresh, really open.

and now

I want to stab someone in the face - or at least let loose a volley of verbal abuse that would make someone want to stab themselves in the face.

Yes, I agree, this is a terrible thing for me to want, but this is my position right now and I'm just being honest about it.

The fact is, for the past year or so, someone very close to me has been going insane. That's the only reason I can possible conceive in my mind that would produce such irrational behaviour from another human being.

I've tried my best to be patient with this person - in fact - I am being patient with them right now, by writing all this here and not ripping my hair out and screaming in exasperation right in their face.

but, it's really getting too much and I don't know how much I can take. Especially when other people besides myself are becoming increasingly aware of the suffering this is causing.

I know this may all seem kind of vague and strange, but I'm not saying who this person is because I am being nice - that's basically it.

I could say I'm not saying their name out of respect, but I actually can't find any respect for them within myself at the moment - there may be some there somewhere, I really don't know.

All I can say is this, how on EARTH can I respect someone who bullies and treats me and my sister like crap and then EXPECTS us to act respectful towards them.

I actually want to cry, it's that bad. I've actually looked within myself to try and find if it's actually me who is in the wrong and I have tried SO hard to be understanding and genuine, but it's wearing down.

I know if it wasn't for Gods grace I would have spontaneously combusted a LONG time ago.

Ok to make all this mumble jumble simple.

Someone who is supposed to be a role model for me and my sister is abusing that role and then blaming and torturing us when we start to resent them.

I REALLY don't want to feel this way about someone. It's AWFUL. It's come to a point where I look at them and feel kind of disgusted.

I hate it. I don't want to be bitter and resentful, but everyday I try and make the effort they just get worse.

I'm really sorry, this is a completely horrid and negative post. I just had to spam this out somewhere.

Please pray for this situation of mine, it's a really hard one - I swear this is not over reacting.

I actually kind of hope you didn't read all of this, but if you did - thanks.

So confused. I'm so glad God loves me and He's always there when I need someone to lean on.

I'm going to go to sleep now anyway.

I really really love you for reading my crazies!

From Minnie

I Also Like Clownfish

And this blog post will be dedicated to the deep and meaningful subject that is -

Minnie is and always will be for eternity an incessant noob

The past few hours have been for me, mortifying, to say the least.

My mother and sister have to go house sit for a friend to look after her cats while she is away on holiday in Greece.

This means, my mum can't do her other job cleaning the nursery because she would have to drive 20 miles each evening there and back and that's a silly waste of diesel.

Anyway, rather than take the time off, I and other family members said that we would do her cleaning job for her in the evenings.

Well today it was my turn, the events unfolded as follows -

*Went to nursery
*Unlocked door
*Door would not open
*panicked like hell because I could hear the alarm beeping
*Ran home fearfully
*Once I got home I realised the door didn't open because I'd forgotten to put the door code in
*Ran back to nursery
*By this time the alarm was BLARING down the street
*Decided it would be best to walk towards the door with a pace that looked like I knew what I was doing.
*Opened the door remembering to put the code in this time
*Ran to where the alarm is and quickly put the alarm code in
*Sighed a great sigh of relief when silence returned
*Cleaned the nursery for two hours thinking that the police would probably come and arrest me

They didn't.

This is why people should never ask me to do their jobs secretly, not only is it illegal, but I will definitely set burglar alarms off and draw attention to myself in the most horrific way.

I cringe just thinking about it. Seriously, what is actually wrong with me?!

No matter how hard I try to be a responsible human being I always end up feeling like a 3 year old.

Well at least I will be able to empathise with children.

I need a hug.

I made a video too, here it is -



Yes, that is the girl who sets off alarms and then runs away.

Well, never mind, this time next week I will be on holiday and near a beach where I can do no damage.
I would never damage a beach! I'm not one of those awful people who throws plastic into the sea.

I love baby birds. Even though they are naked and wrinkly they are adorabubble! When I watch nature programmes I always feel the urge to cry when I see the parent animals and birds looking after their young.

Especially baby owls, I just see them and tears form in my eyes and a lump grows in my throat - I don't know why this happens to me.

I ADORE nature! Every time I become aware of it or am made aware of it I realise why I chose to do Animal Management at Uni instead of art. I always tell myself I should have done art, but actually I DID do something I felt strongly about and I'm grateful for that opportunity. I am.

Ah, I have to wake up early tomorrow cos I'm baby sitting.

It get's late WAY too soon, I mean I am just about in the mood for some major Doctor Who lurking on tumblr, but wisdom tells me to sleep because there is only one week in the entire year where I can sleep for just eleven hours and that week has already passed.

I need my eight hours people :(

I'm so immature. Call me life experienced again and I'll slappa yo face! You don't know me! (long story)

*goes to bed*

I LOVE YOU!

From Min

You Taught Me all the Important Things

I'm kind of feeling good about myself because I did something happily - something that I would normally do unhappily.

Maybe, just maybe, I'm a slightly better person than I was a few weeks ago. It's a BIG maybe.

OO OO! its 11:11! ME LIKEY! I always think of like 3000 people when I see 11:11 and then wish to see them all...it's quite a stressful minute for me.

I've been watching this really amazing show called 'Leonardo' recently. In fact, I'm pretty obsessed with it.

It's actually a British kids programme about the young Leonardo Da Vinci - it has a lot of fun nicely mingled with historical fact. It's really inspired me to go back to drawing. because if you didn't know, Da Vinci is my most favourite artist of that period.

I was reading about him and was quite surprised that his procrastination was incredibly close to what mine is. He painted madly for a whole day and then did nothing on his piece for a week.

In fact, the more I read about him, the more I feel how alike we are. Other than he is an amazing master of art and genius person and I am Minnie.

but, I'm not comparing my artwork to his - that would be hilarious - just, I share some attitudes and characteristics with Leonardo Da Vinci, it gets me buzzed.

...though, I'm not a homosexual...like he possibly was LOOOL

Well lets just say, I am inspired, I spent most of today drawing - Asian people again - I love drawing Asian people. They are pretty and have nice eyes and skin.

I'll just upload what I did.

So basically, I've been asked to draw Taemin of SHINEE for a friend, so the first three pictures are just me practising how he looks, though, I kind of like my first attempt a lot and I might go ahead and use that one as the final.

THEN, I have people around me that frown at my love of drawing Asian males (though to be fair, drawing Taemin is not like drawing a man).

So I thought I would sketch CL from 2NE1 because I've never drawn her before. So I did a quick 10 minute-er with a graphite stick. It came out ok, not the best, but fun to do.

The final pic was just me experimenting with various mediums and styles and colours, I saw this gorgeous pic of Bom that I HAD to copy, I may re-do that pic in the future, because my version does not do her justice.

After I had worn out my artistic vibe for the day, I watched episodes of That 70's Show with my lil sis. It's completely unedifying and also completely hilarious.

SO

I was thinking about love and stuff today, and since I have named MOST of my children I thought It would probably be necessary for me to find someone to marry.

Then of course, I thought about different scenarios in which I meet my husband (I do that because I'm a girl and we do that - it happens naturally in our heads. If a girl says it doesn't happen she is a liar and STAY AWAY FROM HER because liars are not very trustworthy).

The scenario I chose as the best and most decent was this -

I lose my glasses, which basically means I'm blind and I don't have enough money to get a new pair (a very realistic scenario).

Then I meet this dude, I don't know where, but we become friends and eventually fall i lve and decide to marry, but the thing is, I have no idea what he looks like BECAUSE I HAVE NO GLASSES!

This way, I love him based on his actual self rather than how he looks.

Anyway, on our wedding day, he treats me a to a nice pair of contact lenses (because glasses are inappropriate for a bride).

As soon as I place them on my eyeballs I take my first glance at my dude and he so totally looks like a live action version of Prince Philip from the Disney animation of Sleeping Beauty.

Then we get married and have lots of children and I get to name them all!

The End

...Well, I can dream can't I?

I'm planning on drawing more tomorrow. I have creative ideas filling my head.

I've made it my mission in life to exercise my talents and train the weaker parts of me. Its basic common sense that practice leads to bigger accomplishments.

Well anyway, its 12am and I better sign off because Kevin is being laggy and I wanna read my Bible before I sleep.

Good Night! Oyasumi!

Love From Minnie

Full Potential

I'm having a really strange and messed up week. It's not all been bad, but I do feel there is a confliction going on somewhere in the deepest realms of my emotions or whatever.

I've been actually waking uo at horrendously stupid times - like 12:30pm

I DEEPLY HATE getting up that late (oo a rhyme!)

I think the main problem is that I have no actual goals for a day - no reason to wake up. So my inner brain doesn't feel any sort of urgency to send wake up signals at the appropriate time.

Dear Brain and Body Clock,

I have absolutely no quandary about getting up at a time like 7:30am or 8:00am. In fact
I would be really happy if you woke me up at that time. PLEASE. I LIKE A FULL DAY.

From Min


Another thing is I'm not 100% healthy - I don't know what it is.

but you know that bright feeling where all your senses are really alert and wakeful and you feel energised?

Well I haven't had that feeling for ages. My wisdom teeth have been shoving themselves through my gums for the past two weeks with great vehemence. It gets old really fast. Especially when I'm teething I always come down with some sort of cold or flu.

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I'm not complaining - I'm not. Just stating the facts. My life is OSM and I DO love it, but I am deeply yearning for more.

See human beings are discoverers. Every single person has the ability inside of them to do more - and more - and more.

We have goals and dreams and when we have reached those we create more goals and dreams.

We have unlimited potential even if we feel like we don't.

In my personal opinion a human being can actually do ANYTHING if they set their mind on it.

So many people don't move forward because they say they can't do something without even trying

I know this cos I am guilty of doing exactly that.

Another reason for not moving forward is laziness (also guilty).

There are so many times during the day where I don't bother doing something I told myself to to, or put it on hold for 'tomorrow' because I don't feel like it.

Actually, its an insanely bad thing to do. Not only are you slowing down your motivation, but you are also constantly telling yourself that you are untrustworthy. This batters self esteem cos you begin to believe that you aren't good enough to be a person someone else can trust - because if you can't uphold your own secret promises to yourself how can you keep promises you gave to other people?

This unbelief in yourself in turn makes you a bad friend, because instead of trying to be loving and giving, you just don't bother putting effort into your friendship and then it's a slow and painful road to a deep and meaningful relationship (if you ever get there).

Isn't it amazing what big consequences the little actions or lack of actions can have on an entire life?

Its just something I've been thinking over the past few weeks. I really want to come to some conclusions.

Just think what a powerful influence for good we could have if we cared as much about our small responsibilities instead of trying to make a huge impression and failing because we haven't built up that stamina.

From what I have gathered from like so far, success in this area boils down to these things:

Caring about the right things
Being generous (because to be quite honest you ALWAYS have something you can give, whether it be money, time, knowledge, love - infinite possibilities)
Having a desire to improve - even if you have to do things you feel are unnecessary to get there (like how can I make my room look nicer if I don't even pick the craploads of clothes that are scattered all over the floor)
Believing that you are created with the potential to overcome - because you most certainly are.

And a HUGE factor in this is selflessness.

Being selfless keeps you from being strangled and inhibited by the voices in your own mind that tell you that you are not a competent member of the world.

Selfish people are the worlds biggest UN-success story, because their lack of generosity halts progress in not only their lives, but also the lives of other people.

You have to remember that you have a responsibility to the people around you - even if you don't want to. The way you behave has a direct and indirect affect on every single person place or thing you come into contact with in your life.

It's a creepy thing, but you ARE being watched. Make sure you are a positive influence on the observers of your life - your attitude could be the thing that causes a chain reaction in the lives of the people around you.

Think about it for a minute - Yep, having a life IS A HUGE DEAL.

Oh and just so you know, I'm not preaching at you here. This blog is kind of a diary written to myself. All this stuff I'm saying is to remind ME of what I can achieve.

BUT

I do sincerely believe it applies to every single human on this planet. We all are on a lifelong learning experience.

There is so much I want to write actually, but I don't want to repeat myself and I don't want this to all seem like a dictionary just vomited all over my blog. So I will stop here and talk about more general life stuff.

THIS WEEK!

Monday was a Bank Holiday, so all my fam tidied ourselves up a bit and went to a place called Beverley to do a lil bit of shopping. Normally on a bank holiday we would go for a walk in the countryside, but the weather was rather drizzly so we opted for shopping instead.

Beverley is such a beautiful place and I wanted to go into a shop called Fatface, which is mainly stocked with surfing and beach type gear and spend all the money I have in the world. That would be silly though, so I just window shopped.

Actually, half of the shops were closed (because it was a bank holiday after all) so we just really meandered up the streets. Enjoying the beauty of this TINY city.

Did you know that in England (I don't know if it's like this anywhere else) if a place has a Cathedral or a Minster it is instantly a City - anywhere else is a town or village or etc. ?

So even though Beverley is very small, it is a city because it has a Minster. Cool ey?

So in the end I didn't buy anything except a book called 'A Picture of Dorian Gray' by Oscar Wilde. This I will read when I go on holiday to Cornwall in a few weeks time. I need to take a pile of books when I go. I always read something like 6 or 7 when I am holidaying - good times.

Last time I was on holiday I read: North and South, The Notebook, The Lovely Bones, A Walk to Remember and this book about mermaids and I've forgotten the title.

After Beverley we went to see grandpa and I crocheted a lot in the car. Dad and I went to see grandma at the old peoples home to and when she saw me she pointed and said,

'OH YES, DON'T THINK I KNOW ABOUT THESE FILTHY LADIES!'

I was like O.O

'GRANDMA I'm your OWN GRANDAUGHTER!'

Then of course she changed her tune and said I was lovely and asked me why I was in a place like this.

Alzheimers is a crazy ass condition - you just have to accept it and laugh, otherwise you'd cry.

On Tuesday I went out for the day with my sisters piano teacher, because she wanted some company - yes, my life has REALLY weird twists and turns.

We went to a place called Helmsley which is a town right in the depths of North Yorkshire. It was so nice to be so entirely surrounded by countryside. The air was fresh and fragrant - I just wanted to sit down and close my eyes and breathe it all in.

but, we walked around the town and went into some art galleries (the art work was just PHENOMENAL and AMAZING and INSPIRING) and bookshops and cafe's.

It was just a really nice day out.

On Wednesday - I woke up at 12:30 -.- Not happy about that. I didn't do much of anything of consequence, was slightly depressed. Judah was over at our house cos Sarah is babysitting him once a week so she can save money for the holiday, she is a good girl.

It was rather an 'I am SO annoyed at my parents day.' I tried not to talk to them because they just annoyed me and I didn't want to say anything I'd regret.

Then I went to bed feeling irritable and I couldn't sleep so I prayed to God in my head for like two hours straight basically just telling Him everything I'm thankful for and everything I'm struggling with and asking for stuff. After that I managed to sleep quite well and I woke up at 9:30 this morning which is still pretty late for me, but MUCH better.

So here I am today, typing this huge ass blog. Mum has made plans with one of her work colleagues - really badly planned plans, which have hooked every member of the family into it without asking so basically hostile feelings are flying around at the moment.

On my part, I have decided just to go with the flow. Even though I don't exactly want to be a part of these plans - I have absolutely nothing else to do and maybe this is a good time to work on my 'having patience skills'.

Oh Jesus help me, I REALLY want to kick off and be a rebel.

BY THE WAY!

I started watching this new J drama which stars Erika Toda and Miura Harauma. ITS AWESOME. SO MY STYLE.

The title is Taisetsu na Koto wa Subete Kimi ga Oshiete Kureta which means, 'I learned all the important things from you.'

The general storyline is this -

Miura Haruma wakes up one morning to discover he has a lady visitor in his bed and he cannot remember at ALL how this came to be.

Anyway he has to rush off because its the first day of school and he's a homeroom teacher.

The viewers soon discover that Erika Toda is Miura's fiacee and also his fellow teacher at the school. They are a very popular couple among the students because they are both young and excellent teachers.

Then of course comes the enormous twist.

As he is calling the name register in class Miura is horrified to discover the girl that was in his bed that morning is actually one of his students!

I've not watched more than one episode, but I think the storyline will cover how he tries to manage keeping the secret, seeing this student in his class everyday and also struggle with the guilt he feels for being unfaithful to his fiancee who he REALLY loves.

And also how the student copes with jealousy and rejection.

It is quite comical in some parts and Miura Haruma is FORCEFULLY DIVINE as well as a really exceptional actor for someone so young. I really love Erika Toda as an actress too, she is gorgeous and amazing.

It's just my kind of storyline. Twisted and completely illegal....with some good life lessons HAHAH

I think I should probably shut the hell up now :P

LATERS LOVELIES

From Min

Come on Baby Feel the Breeze ~

Someone get out the defribulator cos I'm about to pass out.

I discovered today that Ben Barnes was quite the competent vocalist. It was a shock to my system I can tell you.

Excuse me whilst I recover from this - he's just - disgustingly perfect.

This morning (before this great shock) I sat in bed for a while looking at a book about the Solar System. I like the heavens. So glorious and unreachable yet we are still a part of them. My favourite part of the book is about star constellations. It tells you where the constellations can be found in the night sky and how to find them and also the story behind it.

Most of the stars were named by Ancient Greeks or Romans or whatever, so loads of them have a huge epic story to go along with the sheer beauty.

Anyway, my new favourite constellation is Cygnus the Swan. At first I noticed it because it was one of the few groups of stars that actually looked like what it was supposed to be (no matter how much I love Ursa Major I can never see how in heaven it resembles a great bear). It was from this that I discovered the story behind the stars - it's totally sweet!

So there was this really sexy musician guy called Orpheus who was completely in love with his girlfriend Eurydice, but unfortunately on their wedding day she had an accident. In a nutshell, she was chased by a Satyr and fell into a nest of vipers and was bitten on the heel and died from blood poisoning.

Of course Orpheus was devastated about this and decided to go to the Underworld to get her back. He used his pro music skills to calm Hades, King of the Underworld and Persephone the Queen (who Hades isn't married to, he just stole her) and they give dearest Orpheus the chance to have his Eurydice back.

On one condition.

That he doesn't look at her until they are both back on the surface once more.

This is Greek Mythology of course so you can imagine what happens next. The poor Orpheus gets on the the surface first and forgetting that they BOTH have to be out of the underworld he turns around to look at his wife who then disappears to be lost forever.

Orpheus is obviously very sad about this occurrence and refuses to look at another woman for the rest of his life (though mythology does state that he didn't mind looking at young boys, which is disgusting so I just ignore that bit).

Anyway this irritates other women because he is like hot shizz and they all want him badly. So one day loads of women gang up on him and basically scratch him to death. Which is ironic really because as he dies he becomes reunited with his long lost wife once more.

Now, where does the swan come into it?

Well, there is also another ending, which goes like this -

As soon as Orpheus dies his body transforms into a Swan and is placed in the nights sky next to his beloved Lyre (his musical instrument).

I kind of like the second ending best. I'd much rather die and be placed in the heavens with my music than die and go to the underworld and be with my long dead wife.

So yes, that is the story of Cygnus - obviously many translations and interpretations of the story may vary.

Like it?

What else have I been doing today? Well I have been INTENDING to hoover the entire house, but I was totally put off that thought when I discovered that the ipod was no where to be found. It's so hard to hoover when there's no music to drowned out the 'HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO' sound.

But I will still do it, because I promised myself I would.

I bought Tangled and The Voyage of the Dawn Treader on DVD a few days ago *guilty*

I love both films, they are lush. They are so lush they lush my socks off and that's a really big feat because my socks are TIGHT.

Did you know that there is a fish called the mahi-mahi from the Coryphaenidae family closely related to the dolphinfish?

I know this because there is a star constellation called the dolphinfish. Sailors used to like seeing it because these particular fish are very friendly and playful and like to jump out of the water (allthough they are actually fish and not even remotely related to the friendly sea mammals we call dolphins). Good Omens and all that shizzle, Sailors are so superstitious.

Ah now my dog has snuggled next to me on the sofa and I don't want to move, what a darling he is.

I really want to watch Killing Bono.

Can't imagine why I want to watch it though *cough*



:D

Have a nice day me gorgeous lovelies,

Min

23

My birthday went well. Technically it was yesterday, but since I've not slept yet I still consider it ongoing.

Had a good day anyway. My mum and dads party went well. It didn't rain really which is lovely, though it was quite breezy. There was a gazebo up over the food and I was really hoping it would blow up and away, because that would just be hilarious.

However, the gazebo stayed firmly on the ground - well, not too firmly, but it stayed there.

My mum and dads friend made me a gorgeous cake -

As you can see, I seem to be very happy about my cake-

Basically, I was generally very happy haha! -

Me and my boi :D

My face feels so greasy now though. It always feels greasy after a long day - like a bag of chips.

Anyway, I would like to use this space to thank every single person who wished me well and blessed me with presents and stuff. You are so glorious I hope you realise this :D People who make other people truly happy are glorious. It's just that simple. And today (and usually every day) you made feel so happy and contented and loved, it's a beautiful thing to know that people care. I hope that people know that I care about them too.

So thank you from the very bottom of my heart.

On a totally different note. How insane was that dude who predicted the end of the world? I didn't look into it that much. I NEVER take 'end of world predictions' seriously.

My faith is a back up to false rumours.

Jesus said that no man would know the 'day or the hour' - therefore, in my belief, any person who claims they do know the date of the end of the world or the return of Christ or whatever is a complete headcase and a  liar, because 'no man will know' - DUH

I just find it funny how the prediction was on my birthday. Hilarity.

Lord, it's late! Almost 1am! I've not been up this late for AGES!

I should probably go and sleep. I need to take paracetamol and antihistamines before I hit the sack, because I have a feeling I will sneeze all night if I don't.

Ok, goodnight my happy and joyous beloveds. You know I love you loads!

From Minnie

P.S. A whole new year is ahead of me. 23. What should I do? Where will I go? I have dreams and desires constantly drifting between my ears. The amazing thing is, I've seen these things slowly coming into reality over the past few months and I'm just wondering and waiting for what is around the next corner.

Take my life and make it all that it should be.

Just Keep Swimmminnnnnn

Oh Hai! :D

I've decided I really like owls! Almost as much as I like penguins. I say ALMOST because I don't have owl pyjamas, but I have two pairs of penguin pyjamas, which means I must really like penguins.

I just got home after about three weeks away from home. I was supposed to stay for longer, but it's my mum and dads 25th weddin anniversary next week and they are having a party to celebrate this Saturday so I came back early for that.

Tomorrow is gonna be absolute mayhem preparing for that, fun times ma bro's...f u n times.

I've been a complete idjit today and completely paralysed myself by looking at Ben Barnes pictures on tumblr. He is completely crazy hot, it's ridiculous. I've said this before, but basically the definition of 'Ben Barnes' for me is as follows:

Ben Barnes is the perfect thing Minnie imagined up in her head when she was about the age of six and who has somehow incarnated into a real human being.

It's actually true.

He has the PHHHWOARRR factor

Example of paralysis inducing human -

 *smiles widely*

Anyhoo. The past week I've been helping out at a Home Educators conference, which basically means a camp for families who home school. During the day the parents attend seminars and talks about home schooling and parenting and some graduates come and speak about what they are doing now. So of course with all this talking going on someone has to entertain the little ones.

This is where I came into the equation.

50 kids for three hours every morning.

F U N times.

Actually, I really enjoyed some parts of it. Just not the parts where I had no idea what was going on. I like to have some sort of control in a situation - especially when it involves masses of kiddies.

The dialogue that you hear when you are working with children is absolute hilarity.

An example of one of the questions that was put to me -

'Have you ever made a piano before?'

Another cracking situation was when 95% of the kids in the room were doing the chicken dance.

My favourite child was a little boy called Jeremy who had a German accent, big brown eyes and blonde curly hair and refused to take part in the activities because he wanted to help the teachers. MAJOR ADORBS.

The location of the event was in Mid-Wales. I've not been to Wales for ages so it was nice to wake up to a symphony of bleating sheep every morning. You know, cos the population of sheep in Wales is a whole lot more than humans.

Unfortunately, the food was also really yummy, which meant that I helped myself to double portions quite a lot. Bedtime was late too, but me and my deliciously lovely friend managed to go for a run for one of the nights we were there because we felt very fat.

Before I went to the conference we used to go running every evening before dinner. It was very nice apart from one thing - you know how muscles are supposed to get more tolerant to exercise. Well we found it got harder and harder to run as the days went by - it's like we were getting weaker.

WE ARE SO BACKWARDS!

One evening we decided to change the running to a bit of ice skating. I'd not been skating for like 6 years or something so I was rather wobbly at first, but I did not fall over once and was soon gliding around. I even tried going backwards, but did not quite manage it...my friend is epic at skating backwards LIKE LIGHTNING!

My conclusion was this -

My friend = graceful and beautiful swan
Me = loaf of bread on skates

Next time I go, we shall  go skate again and I will learn the backwards thing...I like reverse motion.

Ha! My dog is snoring!

I missed him so much! He's my fluffly scrumple and I am ashamed to say I hurriedly greeted my family so I could cuddle my dog more.

OMO! I'm crazy tired. After all the travelling and late nights and early mornings I probably should get a relatively normal amount of sleep tonight in preparation for tomorrows hecticness!

It's my birthday tomorrow as well XD

I keep forgetting because mum and dads party is completely overshadowing it LOL I don't mind at all though. I am blessed with gorgeous friends who have already started to greet me with well wishing! It's so lovely having people in the future who care! I LOVE YOU LOTS MY DELICIOUS FRIENDS YOU ARE THE BEST PEOPLE IN THE WORLD AND THE BEST BIRTHDAY GIFT OF ALL IS KNOWING YOU ARE ALL OUT THERE!

I SEND CRAZY LOVINS TO YOU ALL! MUAHHHHHHH!

From Minhappyface

LOVEYOURFACE

I had a great weekend, so relaxing.

(andmanubeatchelseatrolloloololololooooooool)

Couldn't make it to church because its like FAR away...buuut here's the awesome part - they livestream the services now so I watched church while I was sat on the SOFA! It was quite amazing, but then half way through Kevin (my laptop) decided to crash because he isn't very good at handling flashplayers these days.

I got the general idea of what the sermon was about though - LOVE - I love sermons about love because I love to love, but this was about a whole 'nother level of love.

You see Jesus commanded us (Christians) to love one another as He loved us. So you can like nod your head and be like 'Well that's not new because they pretty much had the same love one another rule in the old Jewish law.' BUT WAIT! The old law is all like - treat others as you would like them to treat you.

See the difference? No? Well Jesus said love each other as HE LOVES US! And He loved us more than He loved Himself so therefore - we should love each other MORE than we love ourselves! ITS HORRENDOUSLY hard for me to love someone more than I love myself...I just realised I break this commandment all the time - to hate is so much easier (and weaker) than to love.

I'm gonna work even harder to be like an awesome lover (lmao)

I think I picked up the sermon pretty well, even if Kevin was misbehaving.

Then of course, I went out with my friends for the rest of the day for a nice long walk. Its so weird from inside the house the weather looked FREEZING, but as soon as you walked outside its was like

'Oooo it's quite warm innit?'

I took a few pictures while we were on the walk, but of course, being the person that I am - I left the lead for my camera at home so I can't transfer them to Kevin, which is quite sad because I WANNA SEE THEM BIG!

OOOOO guess what?

IN ONE MONTH I WILL BE ON THE BEACH!!!!!!!!!

asFPILAKJSFOAPSF UAPOSJFLKAS OUFJOAFLKI ASUFOJASLF ASOJFLASFJ

I'm SOOOOO FRIGGEN EXCITED! SEE HOW I'M CAPSING? THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I THINK ABOUT THOSE OCEAN WATERS RUSHING OVER MY BODY LIKE SOME SORT OF MAGIC FRESHNESS!

Not to mention baking summer days where the sand gets so hot that you literally cannot stand on it - and if you do try to walk on it barefoot your soles will actually PERISH.

And yet, I still continue to walk on that flaming sand even though every year my feet nearly burn to death.

There is just something delicious about ALMOST frying your feet and then cooling them in the ocean.

I am a very weird person. My friend commented on my weirdness in the car on the way home from work.

Me - 'Do you still love those satsumas (little orange type things)'

Friend - 'Yeah, but not as much because I've not had a very tasty one recently.'

Me - 'Do you like them because they look like Mikey (her boyfriend)?'

Friend - *LOL* 'You what?! I never thought of him like that before.'

Me - 'I'm not saying he does look like one, I just thought maybe you thought they resembled each other.'

....

Friend - 'You are SO weird.'

Friend - 'I love weird people.'

Me - *smiles*

Though actually, I'm not THAT weird - I just don't mind being myself. You know, there are too many people in the world who don't actually accept that they are who they are.

I think life becomes SO much easier when you actually don't have to try and be something. People who are obsessed with trying to be different really get on my nerves.

I feel like slapping them and saying ' THERE IS ONLY ONE YOU IN THE WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD, YOU CANNOT GET ANY DIFFERENTER! WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO PROVE, YOU STUPID IDIOT!'

(yes, I know 'differenter' is not actually a word, but I felt it was appropriate for what I'm trying to say - don't go all grammar nazi on me now! I could take your grammar and make it look like a single-celled organism next to my beasty grammar)

Then of course I remember that I have to love others more than myself, but then again, you can still love someone and know that they are an idiot. I mean I know lots of people who are idiots and I still love them...people probably think the same of me LOLOLOL.

My quilt is like MASSIVE now. One of the girls was like -  'It's a good job your dad is comin' to pick you up 'cos you would NEVER get that on a bus.'

I was just like - *nods* u_u 'IKR'

Well anyway, It's nice that I managed to get a blog in because I really miss doin it. I've been writing in my diary recently to make up for it!

Gonna do a bit of crocheting now!

LOVE YOU MANYS AND LOTS!

From the one and Minface

I've Been Thinking

Tomorrow I will be travelling a lot again. Luckily the trip is broken up by a stop right in the middle so rather than having to travel on a stinky bus for 5 hours straight. I will be going for 2h and 40 stopping for a nice little break somewhere only goodness knows for 40 mins and then driving for another 1 and half hours...which is not bad - but let me tell you, I will be VEREH happy when I reach my destination.

And I still need to pack..sort of. I just thought I hadn't blogged in a while and I'm not going to have much time to do so in the next month, therefore I should take this opportunity now while I still can!

So,  what do I have to tell you about my life?

Well, I'v been doing a lot of thinking recently, because I have absolutely no idea what I'm supposed to be doing with my life. Where am I going? or Where am I meant to be?

I only know one thing - I feel so at ease.

If you know me very well at all you will know that I tend to internally stress.

This means, rather than let my emotions out. I let my worries and anxieties eat away at me on the inside. This in turn makes me feel unwell - I get strange pains in my stomach and stuff and it's just not very nice.

Anyway, these past few months as I've been doing all this thinking it has lead me to meditate on my spiritual side more and more. To be honest, I'm not a very spiritual person - I appear to be more of a walking contradiction. You see, I like science, but I also believe God created the world in 6 days.

If you know anything about science nowadays you will know that it is THE single most horrendously closed minded subject to be taught on this earth.

That is not the type of science I like - the science I like is when amazing people (true scientists) would hear about myths and tried to find if they were fact, where they would discover new things and have open minds about every single possibility.

Did you know the greatest scientists where those who stood up to societies with closed minds and proved them all wrong? They asked questions that were not allowed to be asked.

Did you also know that a huge portion of those men and women believed in God?

I heard a quote by an athiestic scientist once and he said something like 'Someone who believes in God isn't a real scientist.'

I wonder if that person would like to say those same words to Albert Einstein, Michael Faraday, Sir Isaac Newton and Gregor Mendel - just to name a few.

Do you know in schools they teach evolution and the big bang theory as truth when actually, there is no proof of that at all?

Did you also know that science can only be called fact if it can be reproduced again for human observation?

That being said - the argument of evolution V creation as possible origins of the universe is kind of invalid.

After all...no one was there to see either happen, neither can be proved - in both cases, its a matter of faith and you must choose what you are going to believe.

Now here is where my logic comes in.

I've never seen an explosion create something - I've also never seen something organic come from something inorganic.

HOWEVER,

I have seen an intelligent human being create great art and design cities and wonderful things - I've also seen that life comes from life.

It's just that simple.

Therefore, I choose to believe that One Omnipotent Being, created the universe and all therein - Creation by a Creator. Life from Life.

and if I believe that then there actually was a witness to creation - God Himself.

And that's is where my comfort comes from.

Knowing that no matter how uncertain I am and no matter how lost I feel, the Person who Created the stars in the sky, the world that I live in and the people that I love - made me for a reason. I look forward to the life He has made for me to live - I know through out my whole being, that everything will be ok. I will find my place in life, I will be fulfilled in everything and Manchester United will win the premier league (cough).

So you could say, I've been finding my spiritual side by studying science - I love being a walking contradiction.

So, food for thought?

Hopefully I can blog a bit while I am away, but if not. I hope you have beautiful days and nights.

Love Min

'Come to Me , all you who are heavy laden and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.' Matthew 11: 28-30

Weird Dreams :)

I've spent the greater part of today crocheting like a granny on speed.

I feel I've found my inner elderly person 40 years too soon - feels intense man.

I felt so good as I walked into the craft shop yesterday and took arm fulls of wool from the shelves. It was a life changing moment for me.

It felt even better when I finally got home and connected a new ball of wool to my rapidly growing quilt.

You really have to try this shizz my friends. It will give you such a new perspective on everything! I was texting my friend (who also has a crocheting addiction) and I feel like she and I have this great new understanding on things. We send messages to each other asking 'What colour will you be adding next?' or 'How big is yours now?' (LOOOOOOOL) It's a very special friendship. We also are jogging buddies and Tom Cruise movie buddies I kind of really love her. Her level of awesomeness is beyond reason.

How do I even know these kinds of people?! I am so blessed!

Do you know? There is nothing more annoying than seeing emo-ness when you are at a good stage in life. It's like, it reminds you that there are times when you will want to just cry into your pillow.

I don't really want to remember the last time I did that...for the wrong reason at least - like heartbreak.
I don't mind crying because of intense happiness and gratefulness.

Ok so Easter weekend has many wonderful things about it.
The beginning of a new Doctor Who series is one of those reasons.
Ok I just need to freak out a little -

ADSIFHLKSDJF AKSDGHLAKSDJGLKASDJGLKASDJGLKASDJLKasd!!!!!
TODAYS EPISODE WAS JUST MIND BLOWINGLY GOOD!
THE PROPORTIONS OF GOODNESS JUST PROBABLY CANNOT BE MEASURED WITH
ANY SORT OF MEASURE THERE IS OUT THERE!
ITS LIKE AWESOMENESS OF QUANTUM LEVELS!
IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN IT THEN PLEASE PLEASE WATCH IT!
YOU WILL HONESTLY THANK ME AND SAY 'OH MINNIE, IM SO GLAD YOU REFERRED ME 
TO WATCH THIS BECAUSE IT WAS ONE OF THE BEST THINGS MY EYES HAVE EVER COMPREHENDED!'
TODAYS EPISODE MADE ME LAUGH, FEEL DISTRESSED, SCARED, AND COMPLETELY AWED OUT!
CANNOT WAIT FOR NEXT WEEKS! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOO

Yeah, so after I finished watching it I had that feeling - you know, where you want to scream but can't - and I had to somehow direct my spazzing somewhere. So I sent a text to my friends brother telling him how wonderful Doctor Who was and he was like 'Is that something like Star Wars?' (because he has actually experienced the sheer force of my Star Wars obsession when he unfortunately stated that the said movies were rubbish in my presence). I think I may appear slightly mad to the poor dear.

Anyway, this episode of Doctor Who had these aliens who appeared and were like MAJORLY SCARY but when when the people turned away from looking at them they forgot about seeing them.

IT WAS SO SCARY! AND IT WAS A TWO PART EPISODE AND LEFT ON A CLIFF HANGER AND I ALMOST CRIED WITH sFHAKSDJGHSLKDHGLKASDGKANSDGKL-NESS!

I DON'T KNOW HOW I WILL SLEEP TONIGHT!

(for more reasons than one - I have a tummy predicament!)

Easter Sunday tomorrow. I've decided to wear my dress which I have only ever worn once before and I will probably regret because tomorrow when I wake up I will not feel bothered enough to make myself look presentable. And then of course I will feel very self conscious about the fact that I wont be wearing trousers and will be uncomfortable all day long.

I am getting better with controlling my awkward tendencies, but I still have them.

Like the other night, when I was still at convention a group of us were talking late at night and one by one people started leaving to go to bed.

Anyway, it happened that I ended up being the last girl in the room with three guys and suddenly I felt insanely awkward - and I thought they did too.

So I was like, 'Awwwkwwaaarrrrrdddd.'

And then one of them said,

'I don't feel awkward, do you?'

and the other one shook his head.

And my friend just looked at me and smirked knowing that I felt even more awkward now.

So I was just like,

'OKKKKKKKKK then...I'm just going to go to bed now because I feel incredibly awkward.'

THEN when I brushed my teeth that night, I saw that my top lip had actually blown to incredible proportions and my face looked horrendous and I felt even worse knowing that I had looked like that as well as feeling great awkwardness!

OH MY LIFE!

Ah well, its a memory.

My friend told me a few days later that after I'd left, one of the other guys had said,

'Well, we are obviously not animals, because she can't manage us.'

=.= Really funny stuff dude......

And on that note, I shall go to sleep. I should really publish my tales of strange experinces.

I will save the story of the spider for another day.

LOVE YOU MANYS AND LOTS!

From Minnie (whose evening just got a whole lot better - not going into detail)

MUAAAHHHHHHHHH

A Glorious Day

Today is Good Friday.

It's a special day, not only for religious reasons, but also because it means everyone gets the day off work, which of course means I can spend time with the family.

On that note.

My family all went out without me to see these people who live on a farm where lots of lambs have been born.

This means I'm waiting for them to get home. I don't know why, we have no plans.

I would kind of adore to go to a craft shop though. I've run out of wool for the quilt I'm making - it's pretty much the end of the world.

You know what it's like. You start something, get INCREDIBLY involved in it and then suddenly something happens that halts the progress and it's quite distressing!

Oh my goodness! I've just realised that I have a relationship with a quilt.

I guess it has to be this way though - I have very specific taste in the male of my species and like 99% of the selection I am in contact with do not come up to scratch.

They do not reach the standard of weirdness I need in an individual. THEY fail!

Therefore, I make quilts and get very attached to them.

Don't get me wrong though. There is a very definite 1% of maleness who I am becoming increasingly fond of - and yes, the weirdness level is through the roof - I wont go into more detail than that.

FISH!

So yeah I need at LEAST! Two balls of red wool, two balls of white wool and two balls of black wool. So if anyone is involved in the wool manufacturing business just let me know.

The continuation of glorious weather is certainly inspiring my creativity.

Yesterday I spent the entire morning and afternoon sat in the garden with paper and pencils drawing my little heart out. I'm extremely happy with the result. I haven't been this satisfied about a picture since the (pasteldoggyincident) and I think I've FINALLY let go of my bitter issues lmao!

To add to the joy, the picture I'm drawing is actually a commission. So yeah, when it's finished I get money. Can it get better? I'm enjoying pushing forth with my ability and I get payed for it!

This must be how professional footballers feel!

Christiano Ronaldo eat your heart out ;)

I'm sure my dog thinks he is a boss. He's just lying on the sofa, with his eyes half shut soaking in the suns rays that are pouring through that window (because the curtains fell off the wall). The whole image embodies the phrase 'It's a dogs life' to perfection.

This Easter weekend I will be in Manchester with the family. If the sunshine continues to blaze down on this green and fertile land an alfresco dinner on Easter Sunday is in the works.

Dinner in grandmas garden is perhaps one of my favourite things to do. I think I love it because it means I don't have to wear shoes.

In a perfect world I would never have to wear shoes. In fact, there was one holiday - I must have been about 14 or 15 - I actually spent the whole week unshod like a homeless person. Those were the days!

Lord! It's not even midday yet! Its crazy how some days seem so slow and yet the weeks go by so fast. When you are a child everything takes forever, but when you get to the summertime of your life it all speeds up. It's hard to keep up with sometimes. Especially if you are me. I'm a plodder. I like to plod through life in a half awake state. It's an extremely bad habit of mine and I'm trying to conquer it.

You know, I have very attractive friends. Its amazing how I have managed to survive with so much beauty coming at me from every angle and place and wherever!

So much beauty within too.

It's so lovely to have people who you can look at and say, 'I just love you.' without having to explain why.

You don't have to say, 'Its because of the way you push your hair out of your eyes.' or 'I love you because of your cute mannerisms.'

All that shizz, although very endearing, is not that knowingness you get. I can't describe it - it's like a really sure knowledge that when you think of a person - you just know you love them. And then all the rest grows from that.

Friendship is a beautiful thing. Such a strong bond and highly underrated and also taken for granted!

You are an idiot if you take it for granted, and a stupid idiot at that!

Now I shall go and draw for a wee while (and by 'wee' I mean 'little' not urine).

Have a beautiful day and for all those who are celebrating the day our Saviour took our shame upon Himself so that we be whole and without guilt, lets rejoice in our freedom together!

A life without chains! Such glory is ours!

Love Minnnnnnnnnnnn

P.S. AND CHOCOLATE EGGS ARE OURS TOO!