June 2012
People who use the Internet to broadcast their singleness and;
People who broadcast their absolute elation when they find someone to finally date them make me smile. Smile at their pathetic-ness.
Brash? Perhaps…
“One day, in retrospect, the years of struggle will strike you as the most...”
– Sigmund Freud
Anonymous asked: that girl that you blogged looks like a gothic doll. pretty pretty.
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Anonymous asked: You're endlessly fascinating, and I can't put my finger on why that is. An ethereal force; the folly of a foolish boy enamored by a beautiful, talented woman; a plain and simple crush... call it whatever you like, in the end it's just romanticism. I've never met you, and most likely never will, but I felt the need to write this out for some reason. So, make whatever you want...
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Put your hand over your chest, feel your heartbeat.
That’s your heart, ticking away. Counting the moments you have left on this earth.
One day it will stop ticking, you don’t know when but it’s certainly guaranteed.
Don’t worry about the trivialities in life.
Focus on the important things and the people who make you feel infinite.
The rest will sort itself out…...
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When a few of the children that you teach exclaim, “I just want to hug you Miss. Turton! Can I hug you?!” it’s actually such a lovely feeling.
When you ask them why and they say, “because you’re such an awesome teacher who gives us interesting and creative things to do.”
It’s even better!
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Missing Melbourne greatly, a return trip is necessary.
Once I get through all of this I know what I want. I want, want to be an arts specialist in a primary school. Planning expansive programs to extend and enrich students creative sides and views as to the role of arts in our world.
Waking up everyday to that would be so rewarding and refreshing I feel, well at least these are my thoughts presently.
