Saturday, August 29, 2009

Today. We wandered aimlessly then decided to take the bus to our favourite store in the whole world. And then we made friends at the bus stop, who we'll probably never see again but know the details of their lives, like how the little girl has shoes with velcro that cross over. When on the bus, we discussed how plastic the seats are and how stupid males in general are. Then we got to our favourite store in the whole world, I fell a little in love with a necklace and then you recited to me the details of my bank account, it was brilliant. I bought it. We walked to the bus and then you grew frustrated with the bus, so angry in fact that you tried to call the helpline but there was no one there to help you. Then you left. It was sad but I was okay. Then I made friends with a nice old man who insisted that I walked on the bus before him and called me mam, it was darling.
I had a lovely day with you today Kelsey Jay. You are a blessing.
Love you Ladel Bagy

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Two nights ago, I left two and a half years of hurt, mixed up feelings, sleepless nights in tears and seemingly endless arguments behind me. I am beginning to find my wings,

Its never felt this good to be free.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Its easy to lose faith in people
Because people will always let you down.

You're wasting your precious beings on such empty things, and it hurts to see you do it.

But I've discovered that there's life beyond highschool, theres a big wide world outside your hometown. There are people that defy all the cliches. And at the end of the day it doesn't matter who threw the best party or which boy broke your teenage puppy love heart, Because all that will be there on your 8Oth birthday will be who you've loved and what you've made for yourself.
We ARE the products of our own decisions. Theres bigger dreams then next weekend, theres more pain then a boy who wouldn't look at you twice. Life life without regret, live life for an audience of one. Reputation will fall away, will be good or bad based on the way you act.
So act wisely

Speak honestly

And love endlessly.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Dear Boy (Sorry, don't know your name yet)
I'm rather tired of waiting.
So please do, just hurry up
Sweep me off my feet
And kiss me in the rain,
A little bit like that.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

You have a cute smile.
And a cute face.
You are nice to talk to. And I think I rather like you.

Too bad I dont know your name
Too bad I'll probably never see you again.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

So life isn't always so bad.

Things to love
Jesus. Incredible sisters and parents. Grace. Kelsey. Lauren. Growing a movement at school. Dancing in the street on the way with Ipod on and the guy in the van drives past and laughs. Nutella and Wine biscuits. Pictures from a long time ago. Old music. Crushing on cute boys who's names you dont know and knowing you probably wont remember them in about 20 seconds. Crushing on cute boys you do know and will probably always remember. Lipton peach iced tea. Missy. The echo. Crazy friends. Being reported to the police and your school for getting out of the car and dancing at traffic lights. Feeding the ducks with spinning tops. The eclipse guy. Cute shoes. Rain on the roof when in bed. Smiling at the cutest little kid of your life and having him genuinely smile back. Smiles from strangers. Just smiles in general. Quiet words of encouragement. The way that stupid little words like 'Sand' make you giggle and think of your crazy friend. When your amazing cousin calls from England just to say. Not studying. Amazing friends that dont quite realise how much they've touched you and probably never will. Those "you had to be there" moments, no matter how ridiculous they seem afterwards. Singing with Becky and Christie and Caela. People who are brown house inclined. Lipstick. Woolworths chocolate chunk cookies. Subway cookies. Lemon cordial. Knowing that the people you miss will be back in no time. Memories, even the ones that make you cry. The sense that summer is on its way. Writing songs. Music. The most amazing friends that sit in your car even though you tell them you're fine and won't leave until you pour your very troubled heart out to them, then proceed to wipe your tears and tell you that its going to be okay, and that they'll both be there to talk whenever. Choir. Being nice to people with bad attitudes. Sweet teachers. Bedtime. Sweet dreams. Westlife. The Collins family. Faithfest memories. Parachute music festival. Being onstage. The stars. Gravity-John mayer, and the far away dream that oneday you'll slowdance to that song with the boy of your dreams on a dewy street. Deep and meaningful talks with people you hardly know. Christmas smells. My weird phase in primary school. The fact that I used to breed mice. Oh and probably all the ridiculously good looking boys that Kelsey magically finds. Dancing in underwear in graces room. Bidding when I have hardly no money but just wanting to beat the other person. Sunrises.

Monday, August 10, 2009

Tommorow is always a new day. I like that.