Crazy Hectic Life

Hey Blogging World

You know what I've realised recently? I have not published a post in a million years. Or thirteen days, but they're a similar number. The truth is, I have no idea why I haven't posted in a while. I will begin by blaming school, as every teenager should. If we didn't have to go there five days a week, didn't have to come home and do homework, then blogging would be a lot easier.

I would also like to blame this thing, people put up photos and you can like them and you can put photos up and spend hours of time lying on your bed scrolling up and down. A real finger workout if you ask me. Yes I am talking about Instagram. Society finally got the better of me and I signed up to this photo sharing app. It's wonderful and I don't even know why. It's just a whole bunch of people liking and posting photos. It's like blogging, without all the words though, and I'm not sure if you can like posts on a blog. It's also very accessible, just a click on my phone and it's there!

I should stop making excuses and just write many humourous and lovely posts that will make you smile, laugh and cry, therefore redeeming myself. I'm not sure if you are going to find this post extremely interesting, but I'll give it a shot.

I find the best way to remember what I have been up to is to look at the photos on my phone. They may be weird, they may be wacky but they help me remember a lot. It's like when you wake up in the morning after a big night and look on your phone to see the missed calls and text messages and have no idea what you have done! Although that's never actually happened to me...

I remember this night, I may have been a tad bored, not one bit tired, even though it was about midnight. Therefore I decided this would be the perfect time to go tattoo googling, I found a pretty good selection. Most of them are pretty self explanatory, most of them are music. You all know about my love for tacos, and if you don't, well I love them. I plan to make the monkey's face a pig's face instead, also based on my love of pigs. I have a nickname based on the fact that I smile like the Cheshire cat, Kitty. Maybe I should sign out as Kitty from now on, that would keep things interesting. The only problem is that I feel like I'm going to run out of wrists. Anybody not using their wrists and would like to donate to me? No no I'm only kidding, cut cakes not wrists.

Moving along my photos as some of them are quite strange and I'm not going to lie, a lot of them may be selfies. Basically I took a photo of objects in my room (Maybe I should do a "What's in my room" post?) and tried on a dress that made me look shapeless. Love shopping.

I must say I had a lot of spare time on my hands. Makes me wonder why I didn't just hop on my computer and write to you lovely people. Perhaps I was feeling artsy, hence why I painted this blonde beauty. As you can see her name is Iti B, but now I think about it her name should be spelt Itti as people will probably say it like eye-tie.

You love the eyes? Why thank you, sometimes a mistake can inspire you to create scary gnomes rather than pretty ones. I tried to paint on black eyebrows, it went too thick, I thought white paint would work over it, turns out it makes the paint grey. More people can relate to Iti B than if she were perfect, I mean, we've all had that photo where our eyes are red.

I also felt very bakery like in my spare time. I felt artsy, bakery, but never felt writesy? Not sure what happened there.

My aunty gave me a cake pop baking set for my birthday and having never made cake pops, took the set and gave it a whirl. I do believe they turned out very nice actually. Other than the fact that the icing dripped and the sticks didn't stick very well, I had a cute cake pop family! From left to right; Papa C, Mama P and lil CP.

I also baked banana bread, one of my specialities thanks to the family leaving bananas around to overripe. But that never made it to a photo before everyone gobbled it up. I didn't even get to name it.


That's just parts of my life that you've been missing out on. There have been boring train trips resulting in starburst towers, sunny days and rainy days, a lot of ice cream with chocolate topping. I have a busy weekend as I might finally be getting a job thanks to the wonderful caseycat. I am performing at a music festival with my wonderful band The Tangerines. Yes we came up with terrific name ourselves. And I'm sure I'll be doing a whole lot of finger exercising thanks to Instagram.

Met this girl on a window. She was a bit stuck.

Bye for now but not forever.
La Vie Vivante.

Romeo and Juliet

Hey Blogging World

We have just recently started Romeo and Juliet in English and even though I said I wouldn't be writing any more about emotions, this is too good not to talk about it. The 1968 movie is wonderful. Over the top acting and two teenagers who love each other enough to kill themselves in the end. But I must admit, I do love it.

I am a huge shakespeare fan and the man was incredibly smart to come up with a story as such, oh and just to make it clear for all the confused people, no the movie is not based on a true story. We have the book and are starting to read it tomorrow, commence the war on who will be Juliet. But before that we had to come up with a movie, retelling the story in 120 seconds.

I am pretty happy with my movie. It basically involves a whole bunch of snapshots from the scenes and music that tells the story in a weird and wonderful way. The playlist consists of:

Kung Fu Fighting
Who's that Girl
All You Need is Love
Marry You
The Fighter
Thunder sound effects
Neutron Star Collision

By the time it has taken me to complete this post we are up to Act 3. Life has been hectic.

La Vie Vivante.

Too Many Emotions

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Here is the post I began to write on Monday:

How are you? I never really ask you that question. School has begun again for Australian youngsters and I am not happy about it one bit. However I have been in an exceptionally wonderful mood today.

I was in an amazing mood on Monday, this was with every other aspect than the school part. I think it was due to the fact that I have bought incredibly without a doubt love them with all my heart new albums and songs. Albums consist of Triple J Hottest 100: 20 years and The 1975. Of course the 1975 has songs by the band themselves, but I was blown away at the monstrosity of excellent music by an assortment of excellent artists!

 I also bought four new songs: White Walls, which even though you all may be disgusted in  me, I am obsessed with this song and love singing it in my own way. Nine in the Afternoon by Pan!c at the Disco. I have always loved this song and the fact that I can listen to it whenever and wherever I want (providing I have my iPod with me) is just lovely to say the least. Pumpin Blood by NONONO. Am I the only one who thinks they have a great band name? I heard this song on the radio, instantaneously fell in love with it, but didn't know what it was called. As soon as I remembered it was onto my iPod. It's one of those songs that make you want to dance around your room like a fool and forget about everything. The last but certainly not least, Miserable at Best by Mayday Parade. I love this band. I love this song. Goosebumps. 

I didn't think about writing a post on Tuesday until it became Wednesday. My emotions that night ran incredibly high, too many words said. That's the problem, words. Your brain registers what is written and triggers emotions that it feels is necessary in accordance to the word. I however, do not appreciate my brain for this.

And Wednesday, today. I feel as though this is the right time because my friend and I completely went bananas after drinking a bottle of water. There was obviously something wrong with that water. But at that point, the only emotion I felt was happy. And it felt good! I don't want to continue writing emotional post after emotional post to bore you all. I've decided the only emotion I will feel from now on is happy. Maybe angry when it suits, sad where needed, love if we want a plot twist. But happy is the main one. Only happy, and a few (or a lot) others.


La Vie Vivante.

Mixed Emotions

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A Conversation with a Friend.

Me: Hey
Friend: Who's this?
Me: Annalise? Is this not (friend's name)?
Friend: No?
Me: May I ask whom it is then?
Friend: This is pizzeria. I don't know how you got this number, but if you don't want to order, please leave.
Me: Where is this pizzeria located?
Friend: Originally Long Beach California. Our Australian stores are rebranded as a different pizzeria in Sydney.
Me: Do you do home deliveries?
Friend: Yes but only within a 20km radius of our store.
Me: Oh So I guess (my address here) doesn't fit in that radius then?
Friend: I'm trying to run a business here sh!t face, you obviously aren't ordering, I'm stopping this now.
Me: Okay well one last thing, this person I knew had this number, do you have any idea how it changed?
Friend: We only just got this line number, possible we have their old one.
Me: Oh okay, look I'm sorry for hassling you, thought this was their number and thought we were friends so kinda wanted to have a normal conversation with them for once, guess that won't be happening. Sorry again and good luck with your business...
Friend: This was fun. How are you?

The conversation was slightly tweaked in order to keep identities safe and pizza places that may or may not be real in business.

The thing is, I'm tired. Very emotional at the moment and just not sure how to feel. Should I be mad with them? I mean, I kind of knew it wasn't real the whole time, pizza places don't usually text their customers or call them names, so they blew it.

Or should I laugh at it? It wasn't that funny though. A lot more jokes could have been placed in there or something like a photo of a dancing llama to just lighten the mood. Or maybe because I'm too tired I just didn't see the funny side of it.

Should I commend their cleverness? They had obviously done their research on this pizza topic and figured out name, location, home delivery radius! Either excellent planning or amazing improvisation.

La Vie Vivante.