Writing

And I'm sitting here and I feel like writing.



I just have that urge, have you ever had it? Where you're just sitting there, with nothing at all to do, not necessarily bored but just with nothing to do, and then you get this sudden urge to write something, not just to occupy your time but you just feel like writing.



So I decided I'd write this, and then I decided I actually had no idea what I was gonna write after i wrote about the fact that I had this sudden urge to write...



I wrote this poem ages ago and now I feel like sharing it with you...not that anyone reads this blog anyway, there's never anything interesting on it.

Touch,
The sound of Eden,
Where a bird can only be held to be heard.

Smell,
The sight of Heaven,
Where to smell a rose you must all but see it.

Hear,
The taste of Paradise,
Where a sound must be heard to flood our senses.

See,
The feel of Glory,
Where we must see all to live a life.

Taste,
The smell of Rapture,
Where a scent does paint a new emotion.

Breath,
The life of Living,
Where to live becomes a dream.

So there it is, and here I am, sitting here with nothing to do...

And on that note, I say goodbye.

Confused

Okay, so I'm aloud be a bit confused aren't I?

I mean, I go to the movies, with a guy that I like (he knows it), and to begin with I have no idea whether this is a platonic thing, just friends, or like a date or whatever. And so we see the first movie, 'Prom Night', which scares the bejeezes outta me, and I cling to him slightly, and its all flirty. Then we go to intencity and hang out a bit and he offers to hold my handbag while I play a game, sweet, isn't he. The he suggests that we see another movie, I really to this moment have no idea why, but we did, so we went and bought the tickets. Then we go into the cinema and everything's fine, we're flirty, we muck around (not in the personal sense), during the movie I have my arm on top of his and our fingers are kinda entwined...this is where it gets confusing...and then his hands are cold so he decides to warm them up on my leg, which is fine, until he starts trying to feel me up. So I spent the rest of the movie warding of his hands and laughing...

See why I'm confused.

Does he like me? Does he do it to everyone? What is going on?

Wuther My Heights.

And it's done!

It has taken me over one week to write a 600 work book review on Wuthering Heights. I can't even begin to tell you how glad I am that it's done. But I can try...

OMG OMG OMG OMG IT'S DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -squeals while jumping up and down on the bed, head banging and doing star jumps-

Okay, so now that I've gotten that over and done with all I have to do is memorise it by monday and then write it out in exam conditions...yay. -cough-

So apart from my english review, I also have to write out two journal entries for Uni (due Wednesday), do my chinese and math homework and...actually I think that maybe that might be all. Oh yer...and do another 133 photo compositions for my art assignment. YAY!!!!

Three cheers for year 12!!!!!!! -snort-

So now that I've got all this out has anyone maybe got any suggestions for a title for my review? I'd rather not call it Wuthering Heights, I want to be creative...but I can't seem to think of anything. So any suggestions would be great. Not that anybody reads this or anything...so yer...

That's it,
Over and out,
Caz.

Caz - Now found

Caz - that's my name.

And as my page title suggests I'm 'In search of self..', but as you can probably tell from my blog title my search is pretty much over and don't fret because...I've been found.

I'm a sucker for soppy love songs like, 'You shouldn't kiss me like this' by Toby Keith, 'When you say nothing at all' by Ronan Keating, 'How do you love?' by Collective Soul, and...well you get the point.

I spend a lot of my time on the computer, doing homework, assignments, chatting on msn, reading, myspacing (should there be an 'e' in there?), editing images and so on, and now I've delved into the land of blogging so...yay me.

I like to read, although I find a lot of books hard to get into, so you wont find me sitting down reading for hours on end, more like half an hour at a time. Unless its a really good book then it's more like an hour or an hour and a half.

I write fanfiction, and if you refer to the links on the right hand side of the screen you'll be able to make your way to my three accounts. I write Harry Potter, CSI, CSI: Miami, Law and Order: SVU, NCIS and House...I think that's all. I don't write as often as I used to, but I post something new or update often enough.

I like gardening. I have a vegie garden out the back that looks half dead at the moment, the cats have been digging in it again (remind me to fix that), and we have a fair few gardens out the front, so I get to do a bit around the yard.

I love sleeping in, I hate getting up before 10am on weekends, unless there is a purpose to the early rising. I hate going to bed early, but in the mornings I always wish I had.

I love shopping, and I particularly like buying new shoes and bags...and clothing. I had about 35 pairs of shoes, until my parents made me clean out my wardrobe, so now I only have like 15 or 16...so not enough.

On a final note I'd like to pay my respects to all of those diggers, past and present, and wish that they had a happy and healthy ANZAC day (even though by the time this is posted ANZAC day will be over)