buses are public transport.
in other countries they are everyday life for people they get bored of the bus but i looove it
but not when i have to go on it by myself.. coz i got left behind once... very scarey...
like 11 at night in one of those little-known country towns.. we call it 'waipuk'.. everyone else calls it 'a hole'
so anyway
got left behind by a bus i was taking from palmy to havelock (where i liiive)
and i needed the bathroom.. i must mentin tat coz i got left at a toilet stop
yes. and i as wearing a bright pink sweater.. so im kind of suprised that the bus driver then went to say that he never saw me..
silly silly fat man
Any way today im hopefully taking a bus into town
it took me aaaages to get back into bus-riding
my fave is now the wellington bus, because if youre as lazy as me you'll take a bus up queen stree.. which is pretty steep but still.. its fun coz it goes like 40 meters and then stops :P
Did i mention i sat in a jail cell for 2 hours till mum and dad came and got me??
So today im going from havelock to hastings on a bus "SARC-LE BLUR'!!
I plan on shopping and spending all of my money
i have no shopping budy tho.. wanted to ask lara but shes working
and mana has band practice (hes in a scream-o band...?)
well im off to have eggs.
RedLady
Friday, May 21, 2010
Thursday, April 29, 2010
At work today we had a blind lady come in, she is just about the most lovely lady I have ever met.
but it makes you think about people with dissabilities.
My father has almost 95% vision loss in both eyes so i am used to the suffering and stress that comes with it. Tho, no matter how many times dad has an accident, trips, falls, bumps into things.. i never get used to it. I think its because my father and I have a stronger relationship than my mother and I that I feel so bad for dad when things happen to him.
I have tonnes of friends that Know my father and its not untill i tell them that they even realise he cant see.
Ive always wanted to know the extent of what he can/cant see but in some ways it is something i do not want to find out.
One time when we went to our friends house for dinner he was brining a bowl in from outside, everyone else was in the kitchen, and we heard a huge crash and then a bowl breaking.
Im always the first person to rush to dads side when hes had a fall.
This time tho,he had walked into a glass door, the door hadnt broken tho but he had been klnocked out and wass lying on the ground.
I dont know if anyone reading this has ever seen their parents injured but its horrible, seeing a person you recognise and a figure of safety and support lying on the ground hurt is far more frightening than something commonly seen as frightening ie. an injection or perhaps a person with a fear of dogs.
My fear is defiantly produced itself in the form of my father getting injured.
Dad also had a trip in Egypt on two steps that wer at different levels. The man walking with him scuttled away instead of helping dad. this,I concider, is one of the most selfish and cowardly things i have seen a person do. Dad was left lying on the ground bruised and scraped up while this stupid man walked off very quickly so he wouldnt be caught up in the commotion.
Poor dad
And people wonder why im stressed.
My doctor has lateyly put me on a very low dose anti depressant because i was getting extreme migranes caused by stress. I dont always know what Im stressed about but my subconcions does so the doctor says. So far the tablets have worked wonders, no stress, no headaches but the most over whelming feeling of exhaustion, so bad my parents had to inform the teachers of it.
Not very fun.
I would never wish illness upon anyone, blindness is so hard to live with.
But I wouldnt trade my father for anyone in the world
RedLady
but it makes you think about people with dissabilities.
My father has almost 95% vision loss in both eyes so i am used to the suffering and stress that comes with it. Tho, no matter how many times dad has an accident, trips, falls, bumps into things.. i never get used to it. I think its because my father and I have a stronger relationship than my mother and I that I feel so bad for dad when things happen to him.
I have tonnes of friends that Know my father and its not untill i tell them that they even realise he cant see.
Ive always wanted to know the extent of what he can/cant see but in some ways it is something i do not want to find out.
One time when we went to our friends house for dinner he was brining a bowl in from outside, everyone else was in the kitchen, and we heard a huge crash and then a bowl breaking.
Im always the first person to rush to dads side when hes had a fall.
This time tho,he had walked into a glass door, the door hadnt broken tho but he had been klnocked out and wass lying on the ground.
I dont know if anyone reading this has ever seen their parents injured but its horrible, seeing a person you recognise and a figure of safety and support lying on the ground hurt is far more frightening than something commonly seen as frightening ie. an injection or perhaps a person with a fear of dogs.
My fear is defiantly produced itself in the form of my father getting injured.
Dad also had a trip in Egypt on two steps that wer at different levels. The man walking with him scuttled away instead of helping dad. this,I concider, is one of the most selfish and cowardly things i have seen a person do. Dad was left lying on the ground bruised and scraped up while this stupid man walked off very quickly so he wouldnt be caught up in the commotion.
Poor dad
And people wonder why im stressed.
My doctor has lateyly put me on a very low dose anti depressant because i was getting extreme migranes caused by stress. I dont always know what Im stressed about but my subconcions does so the doctor says. So far the tablets have worked wonders, no stress, no headaches but the most over whelming feeling of exhaustion, so bad my parents had to inform the teachers of it.
Not very fun.
I would never wish illness upon anyone, blindness is so hard to live with.
But I wouldnt trade my father for anyone in the world
RedLady
dont sneeze on me damit
People who are sick usually stay home. but theres this one guy at school who keeps turnng up to school sweating, coughing, sneezing, red... someone whos sick enough to sweat.., like dripping sweat shouldnt come to school.. and im the lucky lady who gets to sit next to him..
thankyou boy
your coughing, spluttering and germ sharing has made me sick too..
you have acheived yur goal of infecting me and a few other people and your attempt to keep up with school work failed coz the teacher sent you home...
if you are sick enough to be sent home you shouldnt be at school..
on a brighter note i was asked by my boyfriend if i would like to go out to dinner at a resturant befre our school ball. He would be wearing a tux. I would be wearing a ball dress... Im sure this would spark interest at the italian pizza resturaunt we are going to :-)
RedLady
thankyou boy
your coughing, spluttering and germ sharing has made me sick too..
you have acheived yur goal of infecting me and a few other people and your attempt to keep up with school work failed coz the teacher sent you home...
if you are sick enough to be sent home you shouldnt be at school..
on a brighter note i was asked by my boyfriend if i would like to go out to dinner at a resturant befre our school ball. He would be wearing a tux. I would be wearing a ball dress... Im sure this would spark interest at the italian pizza resturaunt we are going to :-)
RedLady
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
What to do after highschool
So when it comes to leaving high school and starting university every in my year seems to know where theyre going with ther lives. This appears to be kind of intimidating as i have no idea where i wanna go. Ive concidered many options, My whole life everyones told me im good at art, but i dont see art as a career.. its more of an occasional outburst of my hand vomiting paint on a canvas.. thats a pretty nasty visual image isnt it? So going off to university and studying Design is an option, ut i dont really want too.. Which then lead me to Nursing? One time in biology we were given the choice of disecting a lambs lung or a cattle beast heart.. i was the only one in the class (other than the sci-geek) who offered to disect this heart and lung system of an animal that has arteres you could roll a golfball down. I think nursing would be a good option for me. But then its very hard to decide, I dont want to waste my parents money (who are helping me pay for the courses) I hear of people who spend ages trying to find out what to do but i think that whole process of going from one thing to another would be very frustrating.
The pressure put on students to pass with excellent and top grade is very tough.
we had a lady come to our school who more or less told the entire year 13 (7th form) that if we didnt get the top marks in the country we wer going to fail at life. This is very hard on a 17 year old.
I find there is very little encouragement towards people who are not the top of their class or subject, there is a fine line between people who are helped and people who are ignored. I sit at the front of biology class and not one of my questions are ever answered, Even tho i study im never top of the class, unfortunalty im in one of those classes where the teacher has favourites.. a position very hard on students.. SO the final question is... should I go to uniersity next year or have a gap year to decide what to do?...
RedLady
The pressure put on students to pass with excellent and top grade is very tough.
we had a lady come to our school who more or less told the entire year 13 (7th form) that if we didnt get the top marks in the country we wer going to fail at life. This is very hard on a 17 year old.
I find there is very little encouragement towards people who are not the top of their class or subject, there is a fine line between people who are helped and people who are ignored. I sit at the front of biology class and not one of my questions are ever answered, Even tho i study im never top of the class, unfortunalty im in one of those classes where the teacher has favourites.. a position very hard on students.. SO the final question is... should I go to uniersity next year or have a gap year to decide what to do?...
RedLady
Friday, April 16, 2010
unusually threatening kids
OK so today I thought it would be nice to go have lunch in town with friends so, wearing my new clothes I brought the weekend before i walked to town and met up with them. Before i met up with them tho i had to walk past the library. The library where i come from has a low stone wall, about sitting height, and today there was a small biker gang huddled in a group. I causally walked past them but as I did I found my self feeling a little uneasy.. Threatened by kids almost half my age. Anyway.. As i walked past them they all looked up and watched me, their eye burning through my skin.. I know i get watched a lot because i have bright red hair, i get yelled 'range' nd 'ginger' and one time a complete stranger walked past me and said 'move it you filthy ranga' so i causally said back 'and what? you gonna insult my HAIR COLOUR? very brave move..' but these boys today and the way they made me feel so uneasy made me think about how the image of young children, on bikes can pose an a threat to people walking by. I understand if old people feel threatened by them because they have been know to be rude and pushy but as a person my age I could not understand how a meer child on a bike could feel like a threat.. I ended up texting my friend as she was meeting with us and she got dropped off outisde the library, the second i saw her i felt instantly better.. This was such a weird feeling tho, scared by 10 year olds?? What were they going to do? run over my toes? Anyway I think its amaizing what things can make a person feel uneasy. wether it be a grou of young boys on bikes or a group of 16 going on 25 girls watching you walk past... both are very un nerving... i think keeping in our packs of two deffantly beat the feeling. As they yell out their insulting, rude catcalls i now have a sdekick to help me set up defence with our witty comeback and someone to laugh at them. defiantly beating them at their own game.
Redlady
Redlady
Monday, April 12, 2010
Fashionable?... the sheep effect
So I was sitting in napier the other day at my favourite Italian cafe having an Italian soda (brand new.. take the 'spider' and rename it with a country to make it sound fancier)
Its pretty much a scoop of vanilla ice cream with elderberry sode poured overtop. It was Just what i needed after a day of shopping with no success.
I was outside with my Mum and her Friend and as i looked around i noticed there were many, many teenage girls my age walking past who would flick me these look sof great distaste.. SO i asked my mum and her friend do i have something on my face.. nope.. am i doing something yuck.. nope.. it took me ages till i realised what it was. They wer all wearing these skimpy grey, long cardigans with short shorts, tights and ballet flats and they had caked makeup and racoon eyes. while i sat there sipping my soda wearing a floral skirt, brown kneehigh boots and a nice turquoise zip-up hoodie. I was the opposite to them.. i looked different to them.. and then i realised. i havent been sucked into the 'sheep effect'. There is a new style in newzealand and when i went to paris it appeared to be there to. to wear as little colour as possible and to be cold on freezing days. Because influenza is sexy... Girls who are around 11-16 walk around in these tiny booty shorts with thin cardigans and singlets, because thats what the shops tell them to wear. I think a bit of colour and a few more inches to the pant-length would do girls good. The sheep effect has swalloed hawkesbay and all the girls seem to be wearing the same thing. So is it right to be cruel to or stare at a person who is wearing clothing that you and your sheep-like friends do not wear?.. is it ok for a girl who wears grey to shun a girl who has an indie flare. Its not the same as racisim.. its kind of like clothisim and its not very fun when you're on the other end of being stared at.
RedLady
Its pretty much a scoop of vanilla ice cream with elderberry sode poured overtop. It was Just what i needed after a day of shopping with no success.
I was outside with my Mum and her Friend and as i looked around i noticed there were many, many teenage girls my age walking past who would flick me these look sof great distaste.. SO i asked my mum and her friend do i have something on my face.. nope.. am i doing something yuck.. nope.. it took me ages till i realised what it was. They wer all wearing these skimpy grey, long cardigans with short shorts, tights and ballet flats and they had caked makeup and racoon eyes. while i sat there sipping my soda wearing a floral skirt, brown kneehigh boots and a nice turquoise zip-up hoodie. I was the opposite to them.. i looked different to them.. and then i realised. i havent been sucked into the 'sheep effect'. There is a new style in newzealand and when i went to paris it appeared to be there to. to wear as little colour as possible and to be cold on freezing days. Because influenza is sexy... Girls who are around 11-16 walk around in these tiny booty shorts with thin cardigans and singlets, because thats what the shops tell them to wear. I think a bit of colour and a few more inches to the pant-length would do girls good. The sheep effect has swalloed hawkesbay and all the girls seem to be wearing the same thing. So is it right to be cruel to or stare at a person who is wearing clothing that you and your sheep-like friends do not wear?.. is it ok for a girl who wears grey to shun a girl who has an indie flare. Its not the same as racisim.. its kind of like clothisim and its not very fun when you're on the other end of being stared at.
RedLady
Introduction
Im not sure if anyone reads these but Ive decided to start writing a blog to have somewhere to write my opinion that dosn't include facebook (where everyone either 'likes' it or leaves an unnecisary comment) or bebo.. which has died among the teenage world.
noone uses it anymore. full stop.
So i live in Hawkes Bay, in New Zealand. its not really a bay unless you travel half and hour out to the beach.. then i suppose it is a bay.. The beaches are really nice, especially waimarama. Its brilliant there in the summer.
Ive chosen the blog name 'redlady' because i have redhair.. so i get complimented on that a lot :D tho mainly by old ladies or people with very normal hair.. im not too keen on overly died hiar.. like that horrid bleached hair.. those girls do not look hot, they look like trash, and the world knows it but noone will tell them. Someone needs to...
So as I said i thought i would write in this blog thing and keep it as almost a diary without it being really day-to-day personal.. more of a plkace to express my opinions and have rants that noone need to read because ill probly write about things that annoy me that other people like. sorry if i do
xxx
redlady
noone uses it anymore. full stop.
So i live in Hawkes Bay, in New Zealand. its not really a bay unless you travel half and hour out to the beach.. then i suppose it is a bay.. The beaches are really nice, especially waimarama. Its brilliant there in the summer.
Ive chosen the blog name 'redlady' because i have redhair.. so i get complimented on that a lot :D tho mainly by old ladies or people with very normal hair.. im not too keen on overly died hiar.. like that horrid bleached hair.. those girls do not look hot, they look like trash, and the world knows it but noone will tell them. Someone needs to...
So as I said i thought i would write in this blog thing and keep it as almost a diary without it being really day-to-day personal.. more of a plkace to express my opinions and have rants that noone need to read because ill probly write about things that annoy me that other people like. sorry if i do
xxx
redlady
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