Thursday, 30 May 2013

The life and death of a mouse

We've never been big on pets in my family, aside from my brother who has now decided he wants a cat. I've always wanted a tortoise, but the closest I've ever gotten was snails - and they lived in the garden! So yesterday, while I was waiting around and amazingly bored, I found some wire and made myself a mouse - I didn't intentionally look for a piece of wire to make a mouse, I just found a piece and thought hmmm.... And then made a mouse.  

I'm happy to say that the mouse lived a very content life, but sadly, this afternoon, is no longer a mouse. Yep, that's right, my dad decided to take it apart, and the piece of wire is once again, simply a piece of wire. 

I've inserted a picture! RIP mouse. Until I manage to re-make you. 

Also, I only recently realised that people couldn't comment on my blog and since then, have managed to fix this. So please let me know what you think, and feel free to comment! Thanks for reading! :-) 

Friday, 24 May 2013

What do YOU want?

In school, people would talk about interviews they had been to, and one of the questions that came up a lot was; 'if you were an animal, what would you be?' Some people said a lion, a tiger, a butterfly, but me, well, about four years later, I thought of one - a pigeon.

It took me ages to think, and I have my reasons for picking a pigeon: 
- they fly
- there are a lot of them (the social side I guess)
- residence: worldwide - which could be anywhere! 

Now I know pigeon isn't everyone's choice, but I thought it was good enough. And then I ran the idea past a friend. He listened and then he said:

'A pigeon is a rat with wings - vermin.' 

Well that summed it all up pretty well. Since then I've been racking my brain to find another animal, but I can't think of one! Actually there are loads, I just don't want to pick another. 

So, moral of the story: 

Our choices and decisions should be our own, for our own reasons, regardless of what others think because we hold the key to our own happiness :) 

Thursday, 16 May 2013

Excellent timing!

A tingling feeling in my throat gives me the idea that I will be getting a cold, again, and just before an exam! That's the worst thing, going into an exam, knowing I'll have blown my nose so many times in the next few hours that it'll be sore. Runny eyes, sore throat, and in some extreme cases, a chesty cough too! Why is it that when you know you need to be at your best, the bricks come crashing down! 

But I have a few more days till my next exam, so I'm hoping I will have recovered! Why we actually do exams in the first place is a mystery to me! I mean, in the real world, I'd either consult my text book, a friend or ask google! - That's a topic for another day!

For now, good luck to all those taking exams! 

Thursday, 9 May 2013

The gaping gap

So the painter came to...well...paint this week and he seemed to look a bit different. He's really friendly and has a great sense of humour. He came, started his work, and we left him to it. Then I thought I'd go and have a bit of a natter and I noticed what was different. Last week when he came, he had a gold tooth, and this week it wasn't there. There was nothing, it was missing! I didn't say anything, I mean, you can't ask someone what happened to his tooth and where it's gone! That would make me and him feel uncomfortable! But obviously you can, because when I spoke to my dad, it turned out he'd already asked.

Mum didn't believe us, and thought we must be seeing things, until he said "I can't come tomorrow, I have a dentist appointment but I'm scared of the dentist. It'll take me the whole day to recover, so it's better if I don't come."

And then she asked, "what happened to your tooth?"
Painter: "My misses accidentally elbowed me in the face and it fell out!!"
Mum: "What?"
Painter: "We were fooling around. It's nothing serious and it's not the first time it's fallen out, it's happened a few times!"

Luckily he found it just as funny as we did!

Wednesday, 1 May 2013

It was traumatic!

This is a shudder inducing post, so if you are a bit squeamish, look away!

I was helping a guy at work, and it was all going really well. I was able to do what he asked and he seemed happy enough, so I left him to it.

And then I turned around and saw this:

He wiped his nose with his hand, and then licked that hand.

It was horrific! #shudder# I was truly traumatised.

Anyway, now that I've shared this I interesting piece of information with you, I'd just like to say, welcome to the trauma club!

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