Super Powers! (Cue Dramatic Music in Heroic 5th's.)

As I was driving everyone home after watching Hancock at the cinema, Marina, Alex, Thomas, Big Dave and myself were talking about what Super Powers we'd have... But specialised ones (we'd all already have flying and super strength).  Big Dave answered that he'd have the power of reading women's thoughts, like in "What Women Want".  LOL.  Alex and I blabbed on about having the coolness powers, and how Marina would be Chap stick Girl to the rescue!  They told me that my power would be blaring deafening music into peoples ears.  But I disagree!

I was driving Thomas home again the other day, when he told me that his power would be to control wind.  (no, not the kind of wind that cows enjoy destroying the earth with).  As he said, he'd be able to fly effortlessly and do all sorts of crazy things to scare off bad guys and keep control of stuff.  He wouldn't even need to go shopping as he could get the stuff to fly to him! lol.  But yeah, I thought that was a really cool idea.

Anywho, I still can't think of what my specialised power would be, perhaps something to do with rain, or water.  Control of rain.  Wow that'd be cool - but not very original right?

Oh, and Happy National

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Kissing Day Everyone!

If All God' People Could Be Free, To Live In Perfect Harmony...

I used to say "Oh my Freddie". It might sound moronic, but I see my God as the man that once used to walk the earth, but instead of having a full beard, wear sandals and preach about gays and holy water, he was a gay himself, had a bushy moustache and connected with the world through music and lyrics.

That's the exact reason why I love the sound of breathing in a recorded song. Proof. Existence. Life. He might live in my head as a single voice and appear to "not be real", but I know that he once was. And so I believe, that through music and legend, he still is.

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So last night, I said a very long prayer. Not to the same God as most others believe in, but to my own God. Maybe, if that other God does exist, my God somehow connected with him to answer a few questions and watch over some of my friends. Most things that I asked and prayed for in that prayer, just seemed to be answered to me in some way or another today. From seeing a very unhappy friend smile this morning, and tell me that she's ok and things are working out... to knowing that another friend has found some answers, and another friend has found hope, that there's a heaven. And I hope there is one too.

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It was only the third "proper prayer" (which means it excludes the ones from when I was little, asking if it wasn't too much trouble, to have a little snow the next day) I had ever taken the time to do. Victoria Rebours - Sworn Atheist, has seen the light, and found some faith, perhaps not in the conventional way, but in someone I believe to be Divine, and trust, will my soul.

The Chair Is Waiting!

Kay Key K*cough* - stool

Is that piece of furniture?

That was a very Jack Sparrow comment that made me giggle for the rest of the day.  

I start my job as a life gua

rd tomorrow.  So if anyone wants a laugh, make your way down to the aqua splash from

 12 till 8:30 just to come and see me in my fetching new uniform. lol.  I've been given industrial size shorts that could fit 

about four people in them, and a t shirt so small that it squishes my boobs back into my chest. haha, ok so maybe not that small, but it is a pretty tight t shirt compared to the shorts.  any who, moving on lol  (omg an 8 and a half hour shift!!! (because the first four don't count as I'm shadowing a lifeguard) )

Jeeze, I'm gonna have to concentrate hard or find something to do tomorrow (the job description includes cleaning), or I'm gonna be zoning out for hours at a time!!!

Sweeties

Dribbling in the Brazilian Darkness

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SWEAT AND SMELL AND SMELL AND SWEAT AND DIRT AND SWEAT AND SMELL THAT CHOKES YOUR LUNGS TO DEATH.

As you pretty much all know, I cannot stand the smell or thought of sweat being anywhere near me. (although I'm not that fussed with people I like strangely enough). Great that my parents decided to make me with an incredibly high level of testosterone, but still make me a girl, and so as a result I sweat bloody buckets... And I can't stand it. I hate it. It makes me feel sick and I can feel it crawling all over me.

Blargh.

"Never Assume, Sugar Plum, Never Presume."

Two days ago I decided to get in contact with my old swimming coach, Paul, aka the moustache man...
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On the way to a recording session, I dropped a letter and a CD with some of my orchestral work through his letter box, and a day later, I get a phone call.

We're going to meet up soon, and I really can't wait. There's so many things I want him to know, and so many things we need to catch up on. I owe that man so much, and I still love him to pieces and look up to him like I always have. It's crazy to think that we saw each other everyday, twice a day for all those years, yet haven't spoken in over two years... So I shall switch back to my old and wonderful life that was swimming, just for the day... and then switch back to my even better new life. la la la!

La La La La Shake Thunk Ow!

WOW. My first ever blog post (160) on my brand new MacBook Pro. I'm chuffed with a smile the size of my uncle's butt cheeks. And that's pretty big!!

Today has been a bit of a roller coaster ride... in the good sense. Nerves, excitement, feeling slightly sick and lightheaded (due to some evil chili and and nice knock on the head).

I'm also going to use this post to put down my thoughts. This weekend, three of my friends who I don't normally sit down with just the two of us, have all told me how easily they feel they can talk to me... Which made me feel really nice. And guys, ditto to you all =)

I just want you all to know, that if ever you need someone to chat to about everything and anything, I shall always be here, and you can know that I will never ever tell another soul if you don't want me to... I wont even tell Marina.

LOL I was sitting here writing this blog and on comes an advert down stairs (yes! DOWN stairs!) for McDonald's. I legged it down stairs to see what it was form because it just happened to be playing mine and Tori's rooster song! woop!

I'm now off to do some ironing (fun) and try to complete some lyrics for a song I'm writing. Good night to you all, sleep well and here's to an even brighter tomorrow!