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Good, bad, happy, sad.

Good/happy things about today:

  • I got out of bed before 12pm
  • I was home alone all day. This is good because it reduces arguments.
  • I got three phone calls – the first about College House, the second from Anna about flights, and the third from “Anton from Westpac, Westgate”.
  • I spoke to our neighbour and found out how it is that our cat is so fat despite not eating anything at home. Yup, you guessed it – he dines out every night at his friend’s across the road.
  • I got an email reply from my grandpa, in which he said “So you are quickly learning to hold your drink!! That said; just remember it isย the sensible young ladies who will benefit from such a lesson and will prosper throughout life! Sorry, I am beginning to lecture you and no doubt you will remember your Mother looking daggers at me for giving you beer to sample whilst down in Wales!!” This really made me smile for a bit.
  • I watched Friends.
  • My cat came back to sleep on my bed after I had put her outside for the night.
  • I made a necklace.

However, bad/sad:

  • My internet is deathly slow. It irritates me. I want to watch HIMYM and I caaaaan’t ๐Ÿ˜ฆ
  • I feel really unprepared about returning to CH again. I also feel like somehow everyone else has bonded over these three weeks and I haven’t. I hope it’s not the case; that would suck.
  • My textbooks didn’t arrive. This means they’ll have to be sent down to me. I hope I get them in time.
  • Town tomorrow night has been cancelled. I could go with Auckland CH people but that’s hardly fair on Blake. So we’ll probably have a really cute night in. It just annoys me when plans fail.
  • I realised that next Friday will be my first birthday away from home. It’s strange how things are changing.
  • It was my last day at home again, for the second time in less than a month, only this time I really don’t when I’ll be back. I guess it turned out I didn’t know last time either though.
  • Saying goodbye to Dad was hard…again. Life is so cruel with these goodbyes.
  • I missed you, and I still miss you. Why don’t you txt me? I always have to do it first. Grr. Although that’s not really fair of me to say, sorry. I just miss you, and I’m annoyed at us only getting four days together when I’ve been killing time for three weeks. Friday night better be gooooooood.

Final night in my own bed…again. This song makes me sleepy in the most perfect way possible:

“He is the one who plays the piano
He is the one who wants to love
She is the one who touched his heart
He made too much of this, of course

I guess that’s all
They feel so small
He is the one who wants the crowd to disappear
He is the one who draws them near
He is asleep, deep and cynical
She stays awake to sing sonata.”

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Be seeing you.

Ahh, last night at home for a while. Largely un-argumentative which is something. My sister was actually very nice to me. Maybe living away from home will mean we can become the kind of sisters that txt each other every now and then? It was hard saying goodbye to Dad too, but hopefully I’ll see him again in 7ish weeks. I’m actually sort of excited now ๐Ÿ™‚ Being all packed up has made it more of a reality rather than an unknown something, plus you already being down there makes me want/need to hurry up and get down there too.

So really, bring on Wednesday! I won’t miss home too much I don’t think…it’s my friends and the familiarity of your house and Auckland that I’ll be sad to lose the most. But hopefully familiarity will set in soon enough down there ๐Ÿ™‚ Plus it’s not forever. There’ll be heaps of chances to catch up with everyone ๐Ÿ™‚

The one major downside, however, is that my internet allowance down there is crappo. I have 2GB a month and have to pay for any more. I guess I’ll just have to cut out my youtubing and endless streaming of music. And maybe facebook and tumblr a bit less frequently. So yeah, what I’m saying is blog posts may be more few and far between. But if you’re really cool you’ll have my email and textual details, so you’re more than welcome check that I’m still alive. I’d like that ๐Ÿ™‚

And then of course, Valentine’s day. I hope you like that highly attractive picture of Regina that I posted on your facebook? ๐Ÿ˜‰ Hahaha, I’m just so totally jealous. Not. We get cuddles and pizza on Friday. She doesn’t. HA! I love you though. You should stop worrying, that’s my job! Everything will work out just fine for you and for us baby, just you wait and see ๐Ÿ™‚

Finally, Grammy’s! ARCADE FIRE GOT ALBUM OF THE YEEEEEEEEEAR!!! This makes me so happy ๐Ÿ˜€ They’re the most amazing of bands around at the moment. And The Black Keys got best alternative album and best rock song for ‘Tighten Up’, which I suppose I can live with. I do like them, but Arcade Fire are the actual bomb diggedy. And ‘The Suburbs’ is such an absolutely fantastic album, from beginning to end. I have many favourites, but I think this tops it:

And with that, The Prisoner style: “Be seeing you.”


Packing and leaving and stuff.

In short, packingย SUCKS. Either that, or I just suck at it. But it’s fair that I can blame the activity of packing as being the cause of my stress today.

I’m forever complaining about not having enough clothes, but it’s only now that I’m attempting to fit the majority of the contents of my wardrobe and drawers into two suitcases that I’m realising I actually have a lot more clothes than I remembered. Most of them were at the back of the wardrobe and haven’t seen the light of day for months. I kinda had a bit of fun finding my wintery-ish clothes to pack too, although not so much fun fitting them into the suitcases. Hoodies and jeans are stupidly heavy and space-consuming. It makes sense what with jeans being more than twice the length of shorts and hoodies at least twice the thickness of t-shirts, but it’s still stupid. Look how full these things are already:

Also, my group of friends have gone out for dinner tonight. I wasn’t invited which hurts a bit (…okay a lot). It was quite probably a genuine misconception regarding me being back up North and not being able to go. But hell, last time to see my friends? I’d have bloody bussed/driven/flown down there! But I guess it’s alright. I’ll see some of them again soon. And at least I got to see most people on Friday, plus have lunch with the guys. They matter more really. Is that mean? Meh, I love my friends, but I’ve actually ended up spending more time with Blake’s boys during the summer. And we’ve made so many memories together even in the short space of a few months…that alone is a sure-fire sign of a solid friendship. I love you guys ๐Ÿ™‚ (but Blake the most ๐Ÿ˜€ )

Well, last day at home tomorrow. Also happens to be Valentine’s Day. You got my card, I got yours…we’ll be happy enough ๐Ÿ™‚ And what with it being your first day at CPIT it’s hardly likely to be the top of your priority list. But that’s OK, we have plenty more of these silly, commercial, so-today-it’s-ok-to-tell-you-I-love-you days to come. Actually, what I’m looking forward to more than tomorrow is Friday night. Pizzas at your new apartment? Yesh please ๐Ÿ˜€ Plus cuddles to relieve the initial worries of the first week. I cannot wait to be in your arms again ๐Ÿ™‚

And this is my song du jour. ASDHFGKLSJAK, I will never stop loving these guys’ music. I’m forever thankful Boyd ๐Ÿ˜›


Tits.

I’m back in Paihia (sadly) after a perfect 6 days spent with Blakie. Funniest thing today: the mentioning of ‘tits’.

So, my mum has temporary work on a local farm milking 500-odd cows. Sitting down at the table for lunch, she tells us about it; the little cup thingies that have to go on the cow’s nipples and suck out the milk (eww). And then, good question, “How many nipples do cows have?” This of course gave way to endless boob jokes, mostly from me because I’m still in crude language mode after having spent so much time with you ๐Ÿ˜› I said 4, Dad said 6. Then I said maybe they just sprout an extra nipple every time they have a calf. Seemed like a somewhat sensible theory, until I then went too far (maybe) and wondered out-loud (well done Emma…) what humans would look like if they had a tit-per-child kinda thing going on. I mentioned the name of a family friend of ours that has 6 kids and more on the way: “Imagine *insert name here*! She’d be walkin’ around…tits sticking out everywhere!” I thought this was hilarious. Or at least, the image in my head was. However, I received an obscure look from Dad which I could only read as “Oh my life, what hope does my daughter have…” Mum was silent. But funniest of all, my 13-year-old brother. He just sat there, looking incrediblyย embarrassed at my mentioning of female parts, slowly going red in his innocent little cheeks. Hahahahahaha, oh bless him!

(In case you were wondering, the ‘nipples’ are called ‘teats’ in the technical farming world, and cows usually have four, but can sometimes have five or six. Personally, I think this a bit strange. It would make sense for them to have twice as many tits as humans, I mean…they have twice as many stomachs at the end of the day. But can you imagine 6 little titties on a cow? Hahaha, I can’t. That’s just weird. ๐Ÿ˜› )

Also today, I played a good bit of violin and finally got round to learning some Arcade Fire bits and pieces, including part of this below:

And after downloading The Decemberists’ new album ‘The King Is Dead’ the other day, I’ve been inspired to learn some country-like songs from a book I’dย forgottenย I owned. Needless to say, I am in such a musical mood. I hope it lasts. I like playing new things that actually sound good ๐Ÿ™‚ Also, I would like to be in a band. Like Arcade Fire or The Decemberists. Because their music is the bomb-diggedy. The end ๐Ÿ™‚


I’m being reminded of how isolated I am so I’m gonna blog (but not about that).

Getting full-on indie now. Long and essentially meaningless blog post titles. And short sentences which, in ‘real English’ probably can’t be classified as actual ‘sentences’ because of them lacking some sort of subject or pronoun or verb or something… Anyway, I digress. Here is a list of things of interest dans ma vie at the moment:

– Well, this is my first blog post on my MacBook! I picked it up from Blake on the way back from Christchurch on Thursday. Got it into action on Friday and I think I’ve finally pretty much sorted myself out on it ๐Ÿ™‚ Apart from a bit of a kerfuffle trying to transfer my iPod music to iTunes, and again trying to transfer my gmail contacts across to my Address Book, I am loving it. I feel like that guy in the “Hi, I’m a Mac” ads. Except I have no pity for PCs, I’m just better than them. Ha! Oh, and you know how my sister was supposed to be buying my old laptop from me? Well she’s not (Blake and I are gonna smash it up ๐Ÿ˜€ ), but her solution? Buy a Compaq laptop. I mean, WHAT? It’ll die soon. In the first day of owning it she already managed to ‘lose the mouse’ on the screen. I guess she’ll learn the hard way…

– I had a great day in Christchurch on Thursday. Got shown around myย accommodationย (College House) by the Dean, but only because weย accidentallyย turned up an hour early for our appointment with some other guy. Hahaha, oh well – it looks really awesome (I was so awed by it that I forgot to take photos, sorry! But there’ll be plenty when I actually move down there I’m sure). It’s based on the Oxford and Cambridge set-up, so we have formal dinners four days a week (with gowns and everything!) and they have debating and cultural evenings and chapel and ALL sorts of fun things ๐Ÿ˜€ The only thing I have to do myself is laundry, and ironically it’s the only (OK, almost only…) thing I don’t do at home. So either Mum will show me what to do before I go down, or I’ll shrink and dye a few things in the process of teaching myself. Either way. We walked around the city too and it’s so quiet compared to Auckland. I like it ๐Ÿ™‚ Here is a photo of the beautiful Christchurch cathedral:

– The flights have been booked to go to Christchurch on the 15th too. I find it incredibly terrifying that in exactly a month I will be longer be living at home… But in exactly a month I will also be a hell of a lot closer to you, and permanently ๐Ÿ˜€ And as soon as we settle into our study and job routines, we’ll organise Friday night pizza-nights or something cute ๐Ÿ™‚ Plus you has a double bed in your room so it’ll be kinda like normal – me always coming to see you rather than the other way round, hehe ๐Ÿ˜› But yesh, that is one BIG part that I am looking forward to immensely ๐Ÿ˜€

– And well, at the moment my life is a little bit on hold. Apart from having a scholarship I need to apply for, I have nothing planned until I go back to Auckland on the 29th (or around then). I’ve been to the beach for the past two days, so I guess I’ll continue that routine until the sun stops shining. And then I’ll just blog and tumblr and facebook my way through the days until I get to see you again. It was so good to see you the other day, even if it was so very briefly. I miss you more and more with each passing day (hence my excitement aforementioned in the previous point).

– Finally, well, CLIVE’S BACK!!! And you’re all getting to hang out and talk about the film tonight and I can’t bloody be there. I suppose this point actually does relate back to this post’s title. Living out here does suck. Whenever I’ve spoken to people over the past few weeks and they’ve asked where I am it’s been pretty much “Oh wow! It’s beautiful up there. But to live? Yeah, bit out of the way…” Which is exactly the point. I’m not about to complain about not having a summer because I sure as hell am weather-wise. I’m just not really getting a summer with friends. I’m not getting to hang out at Kristy’s beach house as was loosely planned, and I don’t get to chill with you and your guys either. But I guess soon enough I will. And soon enough I’ll be making new friends too. I just wish I could spend some proper decent time with the people who matter before I leave the majority of them in favour of Christchurch..

Finally, there’s this beauty:

And this stupid close-up, but it’s cute ๐Ÿ˜€


North.

This is where I am at the moment. It’s where I have been since Thursday, and where I will be until this Wednesday. My family have moved up here and they’re renting a house here because…well actually, I don’t really know why. Same as I don’t know why we ever moved to New Zealand (not that I regret it), but it all seems to boil down to the fact that Dad always wants a change. But meh, it doesn’t affect me too much other than that it screws with my pre-University Life summer. I’ll be off to university in February so that’ll be that.

I’m very happy about this because the two-and-a-half days I’ve spent up here so far have been so boring…

Thursday: We didn’t actually arrive here until gone 6pm. The three-hour drive was longest I’ve ever driven by myself (although my brother sat in the passenger seat and force-fed me his Eminem CD in my car stereo…how did that happen?) Anyway, first impressions of the house were that it looks like a real country house from the outside – all wooden and barn-shaped. My room is tiny, but I guess that makes sense as I’m hardly going to be living here. There’s land and chicken houses and all the other typical country stuff. Oh, and I had to sleep on the floor because the bed’s arrived on Friday. This was a lovely experience.

Friday: Unpacking day. Removal men arrived at 9am, unloaded the truck-full of our crappy furniture things. We were left to arrange everything into some sort of order. I stuck to my room and got my four boxes unpacked and bed/wardrobe/dressing table etc. assembled. I had to put all my school books and heaps of my old teddies in boxes on top of my wardrobe because my room’s so small. It’s kinda sad knowing that the next time I open those boxes could well be when I have a house of my own (hopefully with you?) ๐Ÿ˜€ Is it weird that I’m really looking forward to going through old boxes of photos and diaries and toys with you some time in the future? Gah, I can’t wait to grow up beside you.

Saturday (today): Ugh. Ill as hell this morning. Cured this by complaining lots and eating. Then this afternoon I decided it was time to make Christmas cards. I still can’t get used seeing Christmas ads in stores that you’re walking through in shorts and jandals, or hearing the radio – “Your Summer Hit station *insert frequency here*” followed by Wham!’s ‘Last Christmas’ or something just as corny. For the last few years I’ve sent cards to heaps of ‘friends’, but judging by the select few that seem to share the mutual worthy-of-a-Christmas-card feeling, I’ve decided to just stick to family this year. And maybe another special person or two… But yes, that was today’s mission accomplished – 6 home-made cards DONE. Feels goooood ๐Ÿ™‚

But now I’m tired and at a loose end, and waiting for you to txt me/come online. Except you don’t get home for another 2 hours or something, so I’ll probably end up reading my book (which is actually yours) and making lists of things I want to/need to/wish I could do.

One more thing – I miss you so much. I saw you on Wednesday, but it’s another 4 days ’til I get to see you again. But at least then it’s for a weeeeeeek ๐Ÿ˜€ Yayayayayayayay ๐Ÿ˜€ I miss other people too. I miss your boys and Kristy and Sacha and Hayley and Anna. Grrrrr. I’m looking forward to Wednesday (and Thursday and Friday) and Saturday! (Christmas In The Park = evening avec toi AND other people ๐Ÿ˜€ ) Exciteeeeeeed!

This is too beautiful for words. โค


Update.

OK, I’ll admit it! I’ve been tumblring. A lot. Reasons being…

a) I’m supposed to be studying and posting pictures and videos without writing essays is, I tell myself, less time-wasting;

b) It’s quicker and kinda easier. And involves less thinking, kind of;

c) I’ve made it not sync to my facebook, so not so many people see my posts and I feel less guilty about doing it.

So uh, yes. That’s about it. I’m failing at studying for exams but despite this they’ve all seemed to go fine so far, excluding maths (which was expected). Got two psych exams to go tomorrow and Friday which I’ll attempt to study for now, then music on Friday too which will be sweet, and French on Monday. Pssht, stuff doing anything for that ๐Ÿ˜›

And in brief, good things which have happened/are happening:

– GOT ACCEPTED INTO COLLEGE HOUSE FOR NEXT YEAR! This is very exciting. And what’s more, my parents didn’t die of shock when I told them the cost. I’m just gonna student loan it (seeing as I can now, being a NZPR and all ๐Ÿ˜€ )

– 6 weeks left of school EVER! SO excited for summer and everything including…

– End of IB partaaaay ๐Ÿ˜€ This will be epic.

As for bad things:

– Not much, except for failing at studying. But as it seems to be only maths and psych that I reeeeeeally need to study for, I thinks I will be fine ๐Ÿ™‚ Just keen for it all to end now.

– And I think I’m gonna quit with the blogging on here, at least after I get prelim results back. A 5ish week break is all, I will be back soon (probably sooner…) ๐Ÿ™‚

I’ve found a few more Arcade Fire favourites recently too, so I’ll leave you with this one.


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