- What time did you get up this morning? half 7, I was down that gym bby
- Diamonds or pearls? Pearls are classier
- What was the last film you saw at the cinema? Bruno...I cringed ALOT.
- What is your favourite TV show? I don't watch TV
- What did you have for breakfast? Special K
- What is your middle name? Louise
- What is your favorite cuisine? instant ramen :)
- What foods do you dislike? pickles
- What is your favorite crisp flavour? cheese and chive
- What is your favourite CD at the moment? Tohoshinki- The Secret Code! :))))
- What kind of vehicle do you drive? my own two legs
- Favourite sandwich? egg and spring onion
- What characteristics do you despise? Lack of manners
- Favourite item of clothing? My dream...dark blue trenchcoat <3
- If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? Singapore sounds awesome
- What colour is your bathroom? bluuuuuuue
- What colour pants are you wearing? black
- Where would you retire to? A shack up a mountain in Japan. Or...the south of France
- Favourite time of the day? early evening
- What was your most memorable birthday? My eighteenth, because Ambre got tipsy on champagne and was pretty funny
- Where were you born? Bournemouth, England
- What's the last thing you ate? dinner (veggie curry)
- If you were a crayon, what color would you be? PURPLE
- Favorite flower? yellow roses
- What fabric detergent do you use? lenor?
- Coke or Pepsi? Coke
- Do you wish on stars? Pssssh no! Tho I do wish on eyelashes
- What is your shoe size? a 9 *blush*
- Do you have any pets? A fat cat
- Last person you talked to on the phone? Kirsty
- What did you want to be when you were little? a marine biologist haha
- What are you meant to be doing now? getting ready for bed...man I'm sleepy
- What do you first notice about someone? Smile (not HANDS, huh HANA??? ;))
- Siblings? My older brother
- What was your favourite toy as a child? Pubby the panda :) still is
- Summer or winter? summer
- Hugs or Kisses? Hugs/snuggles. Snuggles improve my life.
- Chocolate or vanilla? Chocolat
- Who is most likely to respond? Errrr..Ben maybe? aka you better respond *shakes fist*
- Who is least likely to respond? Ben haha
- Living arrangements? avec mes parents
- When was the last time you cried? last week some time
- What is under your bed? old stuffs that need removing
- How many countries have you visited? Four. France, Belgium, Spain and Greece
- In how many cities have you lived? Just Bournemouth
- Favourite movie of all time? It's so geeky but Lord of the Rings: Return of the King (Same Han!!)
- Mountains or beach? Beach
- The current friend you have known the longest? Emily
- Full names of your potential kids? I have no idea. Although I would like to name my son Peter.
- Usual bedtime?Noooooooww!!
Thursday, 30 July 2009
Bored, stolen from Hana :)
Sunday, 19 July 2009
Lacking & loving

Rhodes was amazing. Peaceful time spent with my love, eating, sleeping, healing and recovering from one hectic school year.
I have realised that I haven't written a decent poem/short story in a very long time. In fact, not since I have been in a relationship. Looking back at my past works they are all pretty depressive, there seems to be a strong correlation with unhappiness and my need to write.
That being said, I wouldn't say I was unhappy being single...lonely maybe? I just lacked this incredible contentedness and sense of well being that the last 18 months have given me.
Still, no poems...and for some reason I don't like the idea of writing love poems. It seems so cliched, and I can never convey exactly what I want to say, there are never words significant enough.
I recently read an interview with Simon Pegg in the Guardian, one of the questions was:
What does love feel like?
'Like being a bit sick, in a nice way.'
It's the most accurate description I have read so far.
(photo taken by Ben)
Sunday, 5 July 2009
Thursday, 11 June 2009
Wednesday, 10 June 2009
:(
Monday, 8 June 2009
Happy place
Sunday, 3 May 2009
Strange Meeting
A gust of wind blew the tent flap open, blew rain inside.
'It's going to be bloody wet and bloody cold,' Hilliard said looking down at his groundsheet. They ought to finish their sleep, though he had no idea of the time.
Barton let his arm drop, and moved a pace away. He said, 'I love you, John.'
Hilliard looked at him. 'Yes.' He was amazed at himself. That it was so easy.
'Yes.'
'It's the other which is the real luck- what we have. Thats another matter altogether. Things don't happen like this often in a lifetime.'
'Have you- do you have other friends who- is it the same with anyone else?'
'No.'
Hilliard felt a rush of joy and his mouth was filled up with the words he wanted to say, his head rang with them and he could say nothing.
'You've been here before then?'
'No.' But then he thought that that was not true. he had been here, he had spent hours here with Barton, as they had talked in the apple loft and the tents and dugouts and billets, he could walk down the lane and paths for miles around. He knew it.
Susan Hill- Strange Meeting
By far the best war novel I have read so far. The simplicity of love between Barton and Hilliard is enough to make me choke up just thinking about it. Real human love.
I miss my friends.
'It's going to be bloody wet and bloody cold,' Hilliard said looking down at his groundsheet. They ought to finish their sleep, though he had no idea of the time.
Barton let his arm drop, and moved a pace away. He said, 'I love you, John.'
Hilliard looked at him. 'Yes.' He was amazed at himself. That it was so easy.
'Yes.'
'It's the other which is the real luck- what we have. Thats another matter altogether. Things don't happen like this often in a lifetime.'
'Have you- do you have other friends who- is it the same with anyone else?'
'No.'
Hilliard felt a rush of joy and his mouth was filled up with the words he wanted to say, his head rang with them and he could say nothing.
'You've been here before then?'
'No.' But then he thought that that was not true. he had been here, he had spent hours here with Barton, as they had talked in the apple loft and the tents and dugouts and billets, he could walk down the lane and paths for miles around. He knew it.
Susan Hill- Strange Meeting
By far the best war novel I have read so far. The simplicity of love between Barton and Hilliard is enough to make me choke up just thinking about it. Real human love.
I miss my friends.
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