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(journals from papayaart.com)

1. Smile.
2. Make haste.
3. Do it on purpose.
4. Say yes.
5. Hold nothing back.
6. Nothing can hurt you.
7. Speak, but don't complain.
8. Improve (be better than yesterday).
9. Think good thoughts.
10. God is watching.
11. Revel in small joys.
12. Body, mind and soul.
13. Do something that scares you.
14. Decide for yourself.
15. Music rejuvenates.
16. Live small, think big, feel big.
17. No obligation.
18. You are here because you want to be.
19. Celebrate small victories with great gusto.
20. Admire the sky.
21. Push yourself.
22. Follow curiosities.
23. Avoid time-wasters.
24. Be who you want to be.
25. Sing in the morning.
26. Laugh before midday.
27. Give gifts.
28. Say hi.
29. Hallelujah.
30. Ask why.
31. Ask for help.
32. Eat an orange.
33. Only boring people get bored.
34. Get rid of things that don't work.
35. Share treasures.
36. Don't keep score.
37. Do something good when no one is watching.
38. Live happy, die happy.
39. Declare victory before the battle.
40. Surely goodness and mercy.
41. Change what you don't love, love what you can't change.
42. The street is your catwalk.
43. Demand euphoria.
44. Put successes under your belt.
45. Be not afraid.
46. Nothing has to be perfect.
47. Live juicy.
48. Let it go.
49. You rent your socks.
50. Your future self is poised and counting down.


Which mantras would you adopt? What else can be added to my list?



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I don't know why, but I've never really been able to easily accomplish the simple act of drinking a glass of water in the morning. My body doesn't like it. She wriggles and squirms and makes a lot of loud excuses, and she used to get away with it.

Now, however, I have a stratagem to trick my dear body into drinking a glass of water in the morning. The night before I place a glass of water on my bedside table, then first thing in the morning, as soon as I've opened my eyes, I reach for this glass and drink it while my body is still sleepy enough not to protest. By the time my body starts thinking "oh dear, this water feels gross and tastes horrible" it makes no difference because I've already drunk the whole glass and there's nothing she can do about it.

How very sneaky of me to outwit my body in such a manner.

I told myself I could start creating a Burn Book for myself when the Trials were over.

I guess that means now!

I am creating an art journal with the sole purpose of burning it when finished. It's a celebration of life's transience, proving to myself that art can be created through the destruction and death of an object, that art is a creative process and not a final outcome.

Yes, I am going to set fire to a journal I will grow to love, and this absolutely terrifies me. Which is why I'm doing it.

I'm creating a new blog to document the process.

http://burnthisjournal.blogspot.com/

:)

I don't post 'round here often at all. But I want to. I want to post pages every day. I want to post so many memories, too many thoughts. I want to write so many words that the internet itself it bursting at the seams, stuffed with all my most wonderful words. I've always had this impulsive urge to write everything down. And now I've got this underlying hunger to find words for my Major Work story. It'd be easier to write my own story if my life was interesting enough, but something more than an eternal breakfast needs to take place.

I'm listening to some amazing music just now; I feel invincible. Try some of these for size-










Every now and then there's a fleeting moment where I find this happiness gauge at 5/5; it makes me feel even more stupendously happy to know others are just as happy as me. Find something that makes you happy. Fight for your happiness. It's the very least you deserve, m'dear.

xx

Any Sims 2 fans out there? =]
Just thought I’d share my Caliente family tree here.

I take pride in my naming skills. =D

Random thing I stole from Shadow-Phoenix2:

1. If I looked in your trunk, what would I find?
I'd be inclined to call it a 'boot' or 'back of the car', but any-hoo. There's probably three or four empty fertiliser/dog biscuit/calf pellet bags, four or five of those "green" bags, though I think ours are blue and pink, a bottle full of water that's been there half a year, and possibly some item of clothing which belongs to me. There's also probably a few stray cow hairs from when Dad brought a dead calf back from grandad's place down the road- to bury it, not eat it or something. =P

2. Do you go to the bathroom with the door open or closed?
Well, I live in a house with other people, so I close the door.
Although, once when I was home alone I left the door open but it was freakish- I kept expecting someone to walk 'round the corner or have some random show up. It was too unsettling and I don't think I'll try it again in a hurry. =P

3. Are your underwear and socks folded in your drawers, or just thrown in?
I think my underwear items multiply fortnightly. There always seems to be more that need cramming into my tiny little underwear drawer. So yeah, there is no folding, no throwing; they get crammed.

4. Sleep on your back or stomach?
It takes me aaaaages to get comfortable, but I think it's usually on my back, sprawled out in amongst my million and one pillows.
I used to love sleeping on my stomach, but that was before I grew boobs.

5. Are you a cuddler?
Yep. I love cuddles. Which is funny, 'cause I never used to like touching people at all.

6. What would I find if I looked under your bed?
Mountains of dust, a pink and black stripey top, an empty plastic bag, a box of old DOLLY magazines, an empty tissue box with cute polar bears on the outside, extension leads going from the powerpoint to clock, lamp and iPod charger on my bedside table, and possibly a book or two.
There's a giant teddy who sits on the floor over the other side, so if you looked under my bed you could probably see Herb too. He's pretty hard to miss (depending on levels of mess in my room).

7. Something that happened today that made you mad?
Not mad, as in mad mad, but a little peeved: sister dear being in an immature mood while we were trying to make a wedding card for our cousin, and each time (okay, twice) I loaded the sims only to have mum come in and need the computer. Believe me, I'll live.

8. What were you doing before this survey?
It goes like this: I went shopping this morning-afternoon at the square, and it hailed; it was extremely loud inside the shopping centre, a few windows smashed with grape-sized hailstones and icy water was leaking inside. It was very exciting, except our car got badly dinted. Then I had an afternoon nap when I got home, helped Dad fix the break light on the car, read the newspaper [that makes me sound so old!], ate salad & vegetable samosas for dinner. Read the postsecret.com page for the ninth time this week. Read some poetry. Finished off this survey -I had already done half of it last night though.

9. What will you do after this survey?
I think I'll email a friend who needs emailing, find some lip balm for my lips, read some more poetry, and probably refresh postsecret.com page again. I also plan on playing the Sims 2 [I should post my sim's family tree on livejournal, just so I can show off].

10. Marriage or living together?
Does not marriage involve living together? I thought that was the whole idea. In fact, according to the sims, marriage automatically moves the other person in. So there.
I don't think I'd move in with a significant other before marriage.

11. What are you wearing right now?
A denim skirt, a brown-pink-hard-to-describe hippy top, white underwear. And a blanket.

12. How many times have you been in love?
Love, love, love. I wallow in love every single moment of my life. That being said, I do not think I've been 'in love' in the way this question means. I greatly look forward to it, though.

13. Does de-labeling a beer bottle make you sexually frustrated?
More importantly, why is a raven like a writing desk?

14. Do you talk about your feelings or hide them?
When I first looked this question I automatically thought 'of course I talk about my feelings', but on second thoughts I don't think conversations with myself count for all that much. I do talk about it when it matters.

15. Is there something you regret and wish you could take back?
There's many stupid, wrong, horrible and dangerous things I've done, most of which are either too embarrassing or too pathetic or too trivial to mention here.
I'll tell you one thing though. I regret eating that last cinnamon apple muffin.

16. First thing you do when you wake up?
Internal monolugue switches on:
"Awake... How strange, I'm awake.
No, not really really awake.
Keep eyes shut, keep the dream going.
I wonder what time it is- no! Don't open eyes! Don't look at clock!"
Eyes open, and I usually feel a little amazed at how early (or late) it is. Then I either close my eyes again and curl into my doona, or get up as fast as I can and see how far I can walk before my eyes go blind with crazy colours for a few seconds. (This only happens if I get up really quickly, and it's a lot more fun that you'd imagine!)

17. Last person you told you love them?
Esha.

18. Kiss with your eyes open or closed?
I'm sweet sixteen and never been kissed. I'm yet to discover this answer, but I presume it would depend on the circumstances.

19. Bite or Lick?
Dog-licks are cute on the back of your leg, dog-bites are not. Biting into carrot is fine, but licking a carrot will only earn you weird looks. Licking ice-cream is appropriate, biting in to icecream just annoys me- you are forewarned.
Biting your nails is gross, but licking them would just make you look stupid. Licking your lips is okay, biting them just makes them sore.
So before you lick or bite you should carefully assess the situation. There is only one general rule concerning biting and licking: Not for other people. Never for people.

20. Last argument you got into?
I don't remember, really. Possibly Mum telling me to take the recycling out or vacuum the lounge room, and me partially ignoring her because I'd rather play-sims-eat-food-read-books. But I don't think that counts as much of an argument.


xx

Reasons Not To Study For English Now:


1. I've got Grandad and church friends over for lunch

2. Yr 11 matters less than any year -- they can't even move me down a class

3. I didn't study yesterday -- why study today?

4. Cramming the day before an exam isn't going to make much difference

5. I'll still 'pass' whatever mark I get -- there's no fail mark

6. I did a speech on John Donne a few weeks ago -- I'm obviously going to remember it all

7. I'm amazingly stupendously clever -- I'm going to do well regardless

8. It gives a sense of power to not study when your parents think you are

9. I don't really care about Joseph Conrad

10. I never read Heart Of Darkness in the first place

11. Apocalypse Now was so boringly gory that I never watched it properly

12. I'd much rather eat food like deliciously green peas

13. The Sims 2 is much more exciting

14. I need to start conserving energy for the HSC

15. It's so much easier to laugh and forget about exams

16. I've still got this evening, anyhow



Hahaha. How 'bout you?

today was going to be a sad day
of study and not at all like a weekend
but it turned out the sun was shining
a whole lot brighter than expected
and slacked off a whole lot more
than i was going to let myself.

today was going to be
just like last week only more so
but today decided to be
the first thunderstorm this season
which was a legitimite excuse
to throw everything out the window.

-

sister & i layed down like soldiers
beside each other on the hot-cold driveway
and laughed 'til we couldn't
keep our eyes shut in the rain.
then we danced dizzy circles
to drumbeats of raindrops & thunder
and played chaseys like drunk idiots
at 3 o'clock in the afternoon;

i think we will make this a ritual
we'll do every year
to mark the beginning
of a summer to come.

-

i made a birthday card
for my september 16th friend
who is probably more worried
about exams than me --
regardless of fact she's done
a hundred hours of study
and i've done one.

it will be my last set of exams
where i can rightfully say
well it doesn't really matter
and part of me wants so badly
not to care at all but i guess
the caring thing makes us all human.

-

i'm excited and i wish
i could hurry up & get on with
the rest of my life already;
the funny thing is that time
goes on at exactly the same speed
whether we want it faster or slower
or not at all.

sister and i cleaned up the craft table
so even if i've done less than
fifteen minutes study today
i can still feel i've done a lot;
i also helped mum make slices
by eating half the mixture
while she wasn't watching.


xx

today i was going to
fall thick on the carpeted ceiling
like a star-fish flat on it’s back
embedded in sand that swallowed
the soft phhsssssh of my ascent

but i sneezed twice
and instead made vows again:
to post frequently in livejournal
to get more sleep
to dance dizzy in the next rainstorm
to study & do my homework
to write stories that are beautiful
to get drunk with emotion
to live and laugh







but really, today
i stood on the brink
of the rest of my life
and grinned at the wallowing dark.


=D

tomorrow i will:
-- wake up at 7am to my iPod alarm
-- have fun picking out clothes to wear
-- visit brother dearest
-- stress out about english assessment task
-- enjoy adding parts to my story
-- admire my clean room
-- eat cheese
-- forget sisterly quarrels of today
-- laugh at something stupid
-- daydream about leaving home
-- feel quite hot with my new hair cut
-- arrange my hair in 20 different styles
-- feel loved
-- love
-- try writing a poem
-- post at livejournal again


xx

funny things,
every day things
put a smile on my face
and something as simple
as strawberry soy milk
will make me sigh
with thoughts of
'ah I love life'

even early mornings
are something
but i can't quite
put a name to it
at this hour.

i should let you know
shopping is like a drug
only less expensive
and less dangerous;
it relies more
on one's imagination
and creative flare
with thoughts of
'when i move out
of home...!'

it also makes me feel
sexier than yesterday
and does wonders
to my self esteem;
a good night's shopping
with a friend on each arm
can rebuild what
this morning's maths test
ripped to pieces.

a clean room
(ie visible carpet)
makes me feel
inspired, creative,
optimistic.

dear friends,
i'm going to
save the world.

xx

Why should you stay in bed?
You're just as likely to die by falling out of bed then you are to get struck by lightning; each is a 1 in 2,000,000 chance. You have a 1 in 3,000,000 chance of being killed by a snake.

What is a synonym for thesaurus?
There is no synonym for thesaurus. The word is from Greek and means “a treasure.”

What would you find in front of a Queensland pub?
In the state of Queensland, Australia, it is still constitutional law that all pubs (hotel/bar) must have a railing outside for patrons to tie up their horse.

How far can a flea leap?
A flea is capable of jumping 13 inches in a single leap. In human terms, this would be equivalent to a person leaping 213 metres in one bound.

How wide is a Boabab?
The trunk of the African Boabab Tree is sometimes as wide as the tree is high. The tree is pollinated by bats, and its blossoms open only in moonlight.

What is one of the main uses rice is put to?
A tenth of the 7 million tons of rice grown in the U.S. each year goes into the making of beer.

Why can't you get barrel cactus candy anymore?
Candy made from pieces of barrel cactus was outlawed in the U.S. in 1952 to protect the species.

How dangerous is a hunter?
On the average, more animals are killed by motorists than by hunters with guns.

What did the Tibetans do with their dead?
Until the 1950s, Tibetans disposed of their dead by taking the body up a hill, hacking it into little pieces, and feeding the remains to the birds.


Also, apparently I have a preeeety unicorn for a patronus (obviously I'm still in denial about being a muggle). I stole the link for this quiz from shadow_phoenix2. =D Love ya.

The moon is
devil’s left eye
suspended
like an orange
above skylines of
smog-coloured
treetops.

They say
strange things happen
during lunar eclipses
and maybe that's why I
_ _ _ / _ _ / _ _ _ _ !
I'm as happy as a
6 year old at christmas.

Much love.
xx

Mother said she'd write me a poem.

Sister said something
but I think it meant
thank you for everything.

I said a swear-word today
at approximately 2:11pm
and it keeps playing over and over
in my mind like a broken record.

I skipped English last period
(like she was expecting anyone
to turn up anyhow) and I learnt
something much more important:

Apparently pairs of shoes
strung on powerlines indicate
a drug dealer's house.

I've decided my life needs
to be busier; I think it'll make me
happier.

xx

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* 2000 pounds of Chinese soup = Won ton

* Time between slipping on a peel and smacking the pavement = 1 bananosecond

* 1000 aches and pains = 1 megahurtz

* 2 monograms = 1 diagram

* 10 rations = 1 decoration

* Half of a large intestine = 1 semicolon

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Also, I love PostSecret.
It's a good reason for getting out of bed.

I'm happy there's laughter.
I'm happy there are hugs.
I'm happy there are friends
I'm happy there are photos.
I'm happy there are memories.
I'm happy there is music.
I'm happy there is words.
I'm happy there is food.
I'm happy there's God.
I'm happy there is family.
I'm happy there are weekends.
I'm happy there is yesterday.
I'm happy there's tomorrow.
I'm happy there is happy.


xx

My lovely sim, Sylvia Caliente
(74th generation of Nina Caliente)
has 65 children now, and their names are as follows:

Boys: Alroy, Brishen, Camden, Deagan, Emery,
Franz, Griffith, Heath, Itzak, Jarek, Kingsley,
Luther, Murdock, Nyndor, Oakley, Ptolomy,
Quennell, Radcliffe, Sutherland, Telmar, Ustin,
Vidar, Warren, Xavier, Yves, Zealand, Archer,
Benryn, Cedar, Donovan & Elwick.

Girls: Amaris, Brandy, Cantara, Damini, Elvira,
Fariishta, Ginger, Hyacinth, Ivory, Jamari,
Kyoko, Latin, Maeve, Nirvana, Octavia, Preeti,
Quill, Raven, Savanna Rose, Trinity, Uttara,
Violet Raye, Wynn, Xaquelina, Yasmine,
Zohanna, Azalea, Brindley, Cayenne,
Delaney, Ellerie, Flora, Galaxy & Hazel.

I'm OCD when it comes to naming sims.

Also, I’m excited ‘cause I’m going to wear
pink & green with chequered shorts
and black tights tomorrow.
Sister’s dressing up as a jaguar/leopard.

Must clean up my room
but it’s highly unlikely
that’s gonna happen
this weekend.

I’ll settle for holding on
to as much sanity as possible.


xx

A double free in the morning
expands just long enough
for me to get bored with maths
or whatever music’s on my iPod,
but then that happy time
dissolves and won’t come back
to comfort me later in the day.

Sometimes I’m randomly
struck by the insane urge
to press the '3' button in life
hoping it will put everything on
cheetah speed like The Sims 2.

I have a sim named Sylvia
who has 59 children to date,
takes cheesecake & elixir of life
like miracle drugs,
has cheated on >5 lovers
but hasn’t cheated for money.

Sister’s in a flap about organising
her jungle-themed party
from 9 to 9 this Saturday;
I chuckle at the tetra-coloured pinata
she made but envy the fact
she got the lion’s share
of enthusiasm & determination
and I’m the one planning
a slack day for tomorrow.

I’m going to do some
scrapbooking
one of these days...

xx