A Piece of Me

Today I’m mourning a side of me that I feel is wasting away; my creative side. It seems hard to believe I once had the time to make scrap books, write letters to my friends, keep a diary, make paper flowers and friendships bracelets for the hell of it. I don’t even read books anymore, just journals or text books for my course. I miss being creative! I even miss having time to stumble other far more talented and creative people. Now it’s all about science, reports, dissertation, presentation or if I’m lucky a job application. No fun at all, damn final year.

Having said all that I have had a very productive day and I’m pleased with what I’ve achieved. So, now as we literally just hit 2300hrs and I’m chilling in the library as per usual, I’m going to make a little inspiration board of creativity as a shout out to my formally creative self. 

 

Home made porcelain - From thejunkwave.com, Bunting - From tlbc.com.au, Classic books - From weheartit.com, Finger painting - From browneyedbellejulie.blogspot.com, Scrap book - From yumcity.tumblr.com, glitter pots - From tumblr.com, Friendship bracelets - From honestlywtf.com, Paper flowers - From 3.bp.blogspot.com, Paint brushes - From missmustardseed.blogspot.com

Thing's It's OK to do on Sunday...

• have a lie in
• eat roast dinner
• watch bad films
• watch good films
• catch up on missed tv
• go for a walk on the moors (I miss Ilkley)
• go for coffee
• go to church 
• walk the dog
• visit family members

It is not OK to eat coco pops and Chinese food, lie in bed, spend 6 hours filling in a form that should of taken 20 minutes, get really hyper then bum hard and feel kinda sorry for yourself. No, it is not.

Tomorrow will be better.

Temper Tantrum Time

NO.
I will NOT tidy my room. 
I will NOT do my washing. Why even buy stupid hand wash clothes in the first place. WHY did I need the sequin top and "wash with similar colours red jeans" - YOU'RE BRIGHT RED. NOTHING IS A  SIMILAR COLOUR TO YOU.
I will NOT finish application forms. Don't want a job anyway. Don't need it. I'm going to sit in my bed watching Jenna Marbles videos and eating coco pops for the rest of my life. 
AND I will NOT answer emails. And book more meetings for next week. I will NOT write my dissertation. EVERYBODY CAN JUST LEAVE ME ALONE. Until further notice. 


IT IS A SUNDAY FOR CRYING OUT LOUD. 


End. Of. 

Quick update 
- I did manage to stop eating coco pops and finish one application form. Yey for me. 
- That baby is completely hysterical. Love it. I think I'll post it every so often just so it always appears on the blog homepage.