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19 August 2014

Decided it's time to peek in and get in touch again.

This year is keeping me busy, hardly touching ground as my head runs through projects, health, BIG decisions creeping oh so closer. . .

As per usual, you get to see my journal, with little pictures, maybe even a riddle of phrase or two? Or Nah?

Before continuing on this over-hyped, keyboard thrashing, cringe saga that is my journal. . BE WARNED. . . Sleep deprivation is a bitter reality, as last night I managed a massive 2 hours of shut-eye. And the pandas skipping around my head tend to crawl into my thought bubbles and rearrange perfectly sane thoughts (probably not sane, but it might have been) into less sane yet reasonably logical ranting.

If you are still following up to this point, Congratulations! You have unlocked a favourite quote of mine! I might even tell you the hidden meaning within this to me if I remember!!


and also. . . this one!!!



Updates: -On the shortlist for one of the honours I'm applying for, still shocked.
-Went to a psychology formal event. . . with another FS member!! True story
-Still thinking of plans to run away, join the circus/open a cupcake shop/become a beach hippie, to avoid having to think about next year.

That's it for now before I permanently scare someone away or make then want to join the circus/become a politician (same thing obviously).

16 August 2014

16 August 2014

Weight: Lost so far: Still to go: Diet followed:
52.5 kg 4.5 kg 0 kg Reasonably Well
   Add Comment Losing 0.2 kg a Week

05 August 2014

02 August 2014

Starry, Starry Night (Don McLean)

Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colours on the snowy linen land.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me

how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they did not know how

perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze, Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colours changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life, as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you.
Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frame-less head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...



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