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[Blog #103] --- Neutral --- [Wednesday] - Park Malarkey
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I did something silly today.
I turned off both my phone and clock radio and put them on snooze - only to have them totally NOT work at all.
So I wake up and notice the clock says half 8.
I thought it was wrong at first, then I realised I'd missed the college bus.
So dad took me to college instead.
I wore my shorts again.
Even though they look ridiculous on me - I like them.
They're comfortable, they keep my legs cool and the pockets are MASSIVE.
I can fit my phone, my iPod, my keys, my money, my ID card and a shitload of pens in there - and STILL have space for more shit.
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I talked over yesterday with Dianne.
I really went into depth about some of it.
She didn't seem surprised when I told her that Shelly and I are now an item.
I did feel a lot lighter after I left the counselling room.
I'd gotten a lot of things out.
I put on my "going-down-the-stairs" song - Broken Glass, by King Diamond - followed the purpose of the song and went and sat on the ground floor.
Shelly was waiting there, so I sat with her until her A block lesson.
Ashleigh appeared - followed by Kayley and Lewis.
Kayley had a Snickers - which caused a moment of mass hilarity. Ash was sat there with the "I-am-SO-not-fucking-amused" face, while the rest of us just pissed.
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Shelly came down early from her A block lesson.
I was sat on the bendy benches - having been forcably removed from MY TABLE by the spacker crew.
Those bastards - the least they could fucking do is ASK if they could sit there - or at least their CARERS could. I was there FIRST.
Just because I'm sat alone, that's no reason to come and SURROUND me.
I was fucking writing a TDW script as well - having to cut my ideas short and move away from the fuckers.
Shelly and I went up to the art rooms - wanting to borrow a camera for our "individual project".
Paul was sat at a computer with Ash. We were then told that the college cameras had been stolen - so the project was cancelled.
We waited outside beside the lift for Ash to finish.
I played "Little Becky" (this random prank phone call that David sent to me via bluetooth) - and she pissed at it.
(I later sent her it by bluetooth when we were in the park.)
We'd been told that Photography was cancelled - so we were in no rush when we went into town.
I got an epic sandwich and some shite from B&M.
We ate on the green benches. We were sat there for AGES - another mint weather day.
When we walked back to college, we walked past the Dinky Dougnuts van.
They make candy floss, and the air on that street TASTED LIKE SUGAR.
Shelly and I were getting hyper from breathing the air. :)
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After we'd got back to college - we were sat on the benches by the town entrance.
We'd only been sat there about 20 minutes before we decided we wanted to go and sit outside.
I didn't fancy the idea of sitting around on the concrete paths around college - so I suggested we go back into town and sit on the grass in Victoria Park.
We sat on the grassy verge infront of the Mima art gallery.
That's the only part of the park that has shade. So we sat there for a while - and when we started to get chilly, we simply budged along into the sunlight.
Ash got out of her wheelchair and sat on the grass with us. I used her chair as an effective backrest.
That's when I wasn't laid on the grass, that is.
I asked Shelly to take some photos of us - we ended up taking quite a lot.
Her phone camera comes in very handy. :)
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Mine and Ash's shoes. :)
Ash and myself. :)
Ash is proper like: "PWHOAR, COME ON THEN."
It's rare we take a photo with Ash in the middle - it's usually me.
Lmao, the sunlight is proper strong.
This one's my current PC background.
All photos of Ash and Shelly are in that exact pose - Ash is the one closer to the lens.
Their expressions are always almost identical to that too.
They look sweet. :)
A random and accidental photo that Shelly took of the Bottle of Notes and the buildings behind it.
Lmao, you'd never think that was Middlesbrough.
This is one of my favourite photos of Shelly and I. :D
Lmao, it's the EMO ANGLE.
A big shitload of PALE ARM. :)
Lmao, we all look so windswept.
This is a mint photo of us - one where I look semi-decent.
Ash had to go and make it funky by being overly CHEESY.
Rofl, Ash's body looks so floppy. She looks like a puppet. :)
ROFL, THESE BE MY HOES.
Lmao, how satisfied do I look.
A kiss on each side. Ahhh. *Melts in lust*
THREESOME! :D
Shelly looks so bloody drunk.
Ash and I are rather chilled. :)
This one could run as one of the best photos of the three of us. :D
Cue our RANDOM PHOTO:
Shelly wanted to take a photo of Ash's butterfly - so I suggested she pull the "RWAR-I-HAS-A-HARDCORE-CHEST-TATTOO" face.
So she did. :)
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Shelly and Ash went back to college around the time Ash's taxi and Shelly's dad were due.
I made my way to the bus station.
Once home, I tidied up my room a bit.
It's been an absolute BOMB SITE for days.
Shelly sent me those photos.
We had a big ramble on together about which were the best.
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Mam, dad and I all ventured off to Hemmo.
We needed to see if Ash's wheelchair would fit in the boot of mam's car.
I didn't think it would - but with some clever wheel arranging - it fitted.
It looks proper strange. :)
All seems set for Saturday.
Mwah. :)
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Blog #103
Park Malarkey
Park Malarkey
I did something silly today.
I turned off both my phone and clock radio and put them on snooze - only to have them totally NOT work at all.
So I wake up and notice the clock says half 8.
I thought it was wrong at first, then I realised I'd missed the college bus.
So dad took me to college instead.
I wore my shorts again.
Even though they look ridiculous on me - I like them.
They're comfortable, they keep my legs cool and the pockets are MASSIVE.
I can fit my phone, my iPod, my keys, my money, my ID card and a shitload of pens in there - and STILL have space for more shit.
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I talked over yesterday with Dianne.
I really went into depth about some of it.
She didn't seem surprised when I told her that Shelly and I are now an item.
I did feel a lot lighter after I left the counselling room.
I'd gotten a lot of things out.
I put on my "going-down-the-stairs" song - Broken Glass, by King Diamond - followed the purpose of the song and went and sat on the ground floor.
Shelly was waiting there, so I sat with her until her A block lesson.
Ashleigh appeared - followed by Kayley and Lewis.
Kayley had a Snickers - which caused a moment of mass hilarity. Ash was sat there with the "I-am-SO-not-fucking-amused" face, while the rest of us just pissed.
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Shelly came down early from her A block lesson.
I was sat on the bendy benches - having been forcably removed from MY TABLE by the spacker crew.
Those bastards - the least they could fucking do is ASK if they could sit there - or at least their CARERS could. I was there FIRST.
Just because I'm sat alone, that's no reason to come and SURROUND me.
I was fucking writing a TDW script as well - having to cut my ideas short and move away from the fuckers.
Shelly and I went up to the art rooms - wanting to borrow a camera for our "individual project".
Paul was sat at a computer with Ash. We were then told that the college cameras had been stolen - so the project was cancelled.
We waited outside beside the lift for Ash to finish.
I played "Little Becky" (this random prank phone call that David sent to me via bluetooth) - and she pissed at it.
(I later sent her it by bluetooth when we were in the park.)
We'd been told that Photography was cancelled - so we were in no rush when we went into town.
I got an epic sandwich and some shite from B&M.
We ate on the green benches. We were sat there for AGES - another mint weather day.
When we walked back to college, we walked past the Dinky Dougnuts van.
They make candy floss, and the air on that street TASTED LIKE SUGAR.
Shelly and I were getting hyper from breathing the air. :)
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After we'd got back to college - we were sat on the benches by the town entrance.
We'd only been sat there about 20 minutes before we decided we wanted to go and sit outside.
I didn't fancy the idea of sitting around on the concrete paths around college - so I suggested we go back into town and sit on the grass in Victoria Park.
We sat on the grassy verge infront of the Mima art gallery.
That's the only part of the park that has shade. So we sat there for a while - and when we started to get chilly, we simply budged along into the sunlight.
Ash got out of her wheelchair and sat on the grass with us. I used her chair as an effective backrest.
That's when I wasn't laid on the grass, that is.
I asked Shelly to take some photos of us - we ended up taking quite a lot.
Her phone camera comes in very handy. :)
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Mine and Ash's shoes. :)
Ash and myself. :)
Ash is proper like: "PWHOAR, COME ON THEN."
It's rare we take a photo with Ash in the middle - it's usually me.
Lmao, the sunlight is proper strong.
This one's my current PC background.
All photos of Ash and Shelly are in that exact pose - Ash is the one closer to the lens.
Their expressions are always almost identical to that too.
They look sweet. :)
A random and accidental photo that Shelly took of the Bottle of Notes and the buildings behind it.
Lmao, you'd never think that was Middlesbrough.
This is one of my favourite photos of Shelly and I. :D
Lmao, it's the EMO ANGLE.
A big shitload of PALE ARM. :)
Lmao, we all look so windswept.
This is a mint photo of us - one where I look semi-decent.
Ash had to go and make it funky by being overly CHEESY.
Rofl, Ash's body looks so floppy. She looks like a puppet. :)
ROFL, THESE BE MY HOES.
Lmao, how satisfied do I look.
A kiss on each side. Ahhh. *Melts in lust*
THREESOME! :D
Shelly looks so bloody drunk.
Ash and I are rather chilled. :)
This one could run as one of the best photos of the three of us. :D
Cue our RANDOM PHOTO:
Shelly wanted to take a photo of Ash's butterfly - so I suggested she pull the "RWAR-I-HAS-A-HARDCORE-CHEST-TATTOO" face.
So she did. :)
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Shelly and Ash went back to college around the time Ash's taxi and Shelly's dad were due.
I made my way to the bus station.
Once home, I tidied up my room a bit.
It's been an absolute BOMB SITE for days.
Shelly sent me those photos.
We had a big ramble on together about which were the best.
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Mam, dad and I all ventured off to Hemmo.
We needed to see if Ash's wheelchair would fit in the boot of mam's car.
I didn't think it would - but with some clever wheel arranging - it fitted.
It looks proper strange. :)
All seems set for Saturday.
Mwah. :)
Beautiful Day, even if it doesn't last.
Today's been one of those absolutely wonderful spring days. Warm enough for shorts and t-shirt, growing things coming up everywhere, friendly breeze, beautiful sunny day.
After church, I took some time along one of the trails in the area. There's one couple who bikes to church from the far side of Roch. I'd like to follow their example, but today on the trail proved that I have some work to do before I can manage ten miles of hills and still arrive in semi-presentable condition.
It was cool, though. I had the odd sensation of a drive-through orchestra, different parts assigned to different bits of creation. There's one straight quarter-mile where you come in and the birds are just going nuts. It's startling, but cool - there's enough sound in the trail that it feels as though you're skating into a cloud of it. Later, on the way back, I was noting the pretty water and leaves (you can't photograph that and capture how cool it looks), and then realized that I was gliding through what could only be a cacophony of tiny frogs in rehearsal, preparing for their evening performance.
I don't know that studying music gives you a better understanding of God's creation, but I think appreciating the one makes you see it in new ways, and appreciate it all the more because of it.
Took the time to air out some bedding, including the sleeping bag I keep in my car's trunk. I unrolled it and smiled, burying my face in it. Perhaps because of the water (or perhaps because we just painted them - that was a fun day) the cabins at camp have their own unique scent, and there were still traces of it in the roll of floofiness. I keep it in the car for other times that I might need it, but obviously, none had come up since then.
Snarfed a paperback I've been meaning to read, and staked a decent spot on the back lawn. Another random Nicholas Sparks story - Lanth's a beautiful romantic and has me started on them. Message in a Bottle, so, of course, now I'm missing the ocean. I'm not sure how this will work out in my life - my love for the ocean vs. my desire to live close to my family. I suppose if I thought about it, I love the lakes and woods as much, if not more - but it's been a long time since I've been in the sea, and it's a more acute feeling.
At some point when I was getting up, had a visitor. Random moth, rather frantically tickle-fuzzing his way across my palm. It's interesting that the first instinct when you have a little scared creature is to be very still, cup around them gently, and "shhhh." I'm rather certain that the "shhhh" term doesn't have meaning to them, but maybe the feeling we're trying to project does. He calmed down, crawled his dusty little way up to my finger. Studied him for a bit.
There are always other animals all over the place, but the tiny ones are an interesting marvel. God puts that much detail into something so small - why? And yet, watching him, you really can't say that he shouldn't have. Makes me smile.
I was studying his "face" for awhile - fascinating little features - and wondering about the way he saw and regarded the world. There's a song to be found in the thoughts there - seeing Creation through the eyes of one of God's creations, but then that forgets that God created me, too. Or does it? I don't know - I think it'd be cool to write.
Thinking about my life. What's done for Christ will last. A concept I've heard before, but it's tugging at me. What about my life will last, I wonder. What have I done for the kingdom, what have I done for him, what am I going to do?
The next thought isn't meant to be taking away from that. This is still weighing on my mind, and making me look at things differently. Consider it more of a footnote.
There's an underlying message that seems to suggest that if it's not something that furthers the kingdom, then you shouldn't be doing it. I don't think that's accurate. I think there's a lot about our lives that we acknowledge is necessary, and a joy and gift God gives to us, but it doesn't bring more people to Christ. Like, making love to your wife. I don't know any serious Christian who would deny that sex is a gift from God, but I don't know that it's something that would last through the aforementioned fire after death.
And enjoying a day he's made, I think that's okay, too.
After church, I took some time along one of the trails in the area. There's one couple who bikes to church from the far side of Roch. I'd like to follow their example, but today on the trail proved that I have some work to do before I can manage ten miles of hills and still arrive in semi-presentable condition.
It was cool, though. I had the odd sensation of a drive-through orchestra, different parts assigned to different bits of creation. There's one straight quarter-mile where you come in and the birds are just going nuts. It's startling, but cool - there's enough sound in the trail that it feels as though you're skating into a cloud of it. Later, on the way back, I was noting the pretty water and leaves (you can't photograph that and capture how cool it looks), and then realized that I was gliding through what could only be a cacophony of tiny frogs in rehearsal, preparing for their evening performance.
I don't know that studying music gives you a better understanding of God's creation, but I think appreciating the one makes you see it in new ways, and appreciate it all the more because of it.
Took the time to air out some bedding, including the sleeping bag I keep in my car's trunk. I unrolled it and smiled, burying my face in it. Perhaps because of the water (or perhaps because we just painted them - that was a fun day) the cabins at camp have their own unique scent, and there were still traces of it in the roll of floofiness. I keep it in the car for other times that I might need it, but obviously, none had come up since then.
Snarfed a paperback I've been meaning to read, and staked a decent spot on the back lawn. Another random Nicholas Sparks story - Lanth's a beautiful romantic and has me started on them. Message in a Bottle, so, of course, now I'm missing the ocean. I'm not sure how this will work out in my life - my love for the ocean vs. my desire to live close to my family. I suppose if I thought about it, I love the lakes and woods as much, if not more - but it's been a long time since I've been in the sea, and it's a more acute feeling.
At some point when I was getting up, had a visitor. Random moth, rather frantically tickle-fuzzing his way across my palm. It's interesting that the first instinct when you have a little scared creature is to be very still, cup around them gently, and "shhhh." I'm rather certain that the "shhhh" term doesn't have meaning to them, but maybe the feeling we're trying to project does. He calmed down, crawled his dusty little way up to my finger. Studied him for a bit.
There are always other animals all over the place, but the tiny ones are an interesting marvel. God puts that much detail into something so small - why? And yet, watching him, you really can't say that he shouldn't have. Makes me smile.
I was studying his "face" for awhile - fascinating little features - and wondering about the way he saw and regarded the world. There's a song to be found in the thoughts there - seeing Creation through the eyes of one of God's creations, but then that forgets that God created me, too. Or does it? I don't know - I think it'd be cool to write.
Thinking about my life. What's done for Christ will last. A concept I've heard before, but it's tugging at me. What about my life will last, I wonder. What have I done for the kingdom, what have I done for him, what am I going to do?
The next thought isn't meant to be taking away from that. This is still weighing on my mind, and making me look at things differently. Consider it more of a footnote.
There's an underlying message that seems to suggest that if it's not something that furthers the kingdom, then you shouldn't be doing it. I don't think that's accurate. I think there's a lot about our lives that we acknowledge is necessary, and a joy and gift God gives to us, but it doesn't bring more people to Christ. Like, making love to your wife. I don't know any serious Christian who would deny that sex is a gift from God, but I don't know that it's something that would last through the aforementioned fire after death.
And enjoying a day he's made, I think that's okay, too.
It Was A Beautiful, Sunny Day
Today was a beautiful, sunny, breezy day around 82 degrees with very low humidity. Tim and I decided to take a long walk. We walked about 3.5 miles all the way around Prospect Park, stopping along the way to take pictures of a lady's horse, a baseball team playing on the ballfield, and Odetta, a folk/blues band playing at the bandshell in the park. I'll have to get the film developed and post some pics here on Mindsay.
We just got back from walking through the park to Pioneer Supermarket to get ice cream and cookies on sale. Seems like it kind of defeats the purpose of the walking, but I'm being careful not to eat more of the ice cream just because I take regular walks now. I plan to add some yoga and pilates to my program as soon as I get used to all this walking. I've lost inches but not weight yet.
I'm looking around the house for my Weight Watcher's books and diet gimmicks and haven't found them yet. I plan to count points again. That's better for me than trying to go completely without any treats.
This picture of the couple is not me and Tim, but just one that I liked. I'd like to have someone take a picture of me and Tim in that pose. Have a great evening!
Rain, Rain -- GO AWAY! and Cocoa's Video of the Day
I was chatting with Andreux and Environgirl on separate occasions last week and we decided we would love to see the sun again. I think it's been raining for almost two weeks straight. Everyday is cold and damp. ENOUGH is ENOUGH! I'm not even a sun worshipping day person like Sunnyisbetter but dang it, I would like to walk outside without clouds looming over me! Anyway, the Video of the Day is "Here Comes the Sun" by George Harrison. Dedicated to Shiny, socks and Avi and all of the people waiting for the sun.
Welcome to Summer
According to NOAA this should be a great week to spend in the river.
Today: Sunny and hot, with a high near 100. East southeast wind between 5 and 10 mph.
Tuesday: Sunny and hot, with a high near 100. Calm wind becoming east southeast around 5 mph.
Wednesday: Sunny and hot, with a high near 100. Calm wind becoming east southeast around 5 mph.
Thursday: Sunny and hot, with a high around 100. South southeast wind between 5 and 10 mph.
Friday: Mostly sunny and hot, with a high near 101. South wind between 5 and 10 mph.
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