Well, tonight after school I finally managed to send off the cute little keyring for Kristina, in exchange for some Kool-Aid. Pink and green, like the blog. It's funnny, ever since I knew the difference between colours, I've hated pink...I think it's the image that can come with it. Dumb blonde, girly....But now I kind of like it. Still wont wera nything pink, but I never used to wear skirts, so everythings changing. Back to the keyring...I forgot to take a photo. I'd alway remember because it was sitting on my desk, looking at me...But when ever I had the camera out, I'd just forget. You'll just have to imagine. It's soo cute. A woman in the city makes them, all by hand...Well, with tools, you know. Anyways, It's this cute little wooden kangaroo with a joey in her pouch, and both have these mass grins on their faces. Not smiling, grinning, which is cooler. And it's a keyring! For those of you who don't know what a kangaroo looks like (honestly, I've been asked "What's a kangaroo??")...Here we have a kangaroo...:
Ok? Yes, that's a joey in her pouch. You might like to google marsupials, it's all very interesting....Or are there marsupials in other coutnries? That could just be me being un-educated, when I'm thinking I'm all cool and smart...Huuuh.
marsupial [maar sy?pi ?l, maar s?pi ?l] (plural marsupials) n animal with a pouch: a mammal, for example a kangaroo, wombat, opossum, or koala, having no placenta and bearing immature young that are developed in a pouch on the mother’s abdomen. Order: Marsupialia
[Late 17th century. From modern Latin marsupialis , from marsupium (see marsupium).]
Well, I'm kind of happy at the momnet! Nanna and Pa are over and I only knew about this as of this morning. My family all assumed someone else had told me. Lovely. But, they're here now, and it's nice. They live in Melbourne, so we don't see them much...It's nice when we do though, it makes it all the more special.
Another reason I'm happy is because I finished the other sleeve. Goodie! I won't post a pic because I'm lazy, and because it looks just like the other one, seamed and all. I still have to do the rest of this front piece, though, and the back...I think I should have left one sleeve for later, I really quite enjoy them! So quick and satisfying, but I think one should always be left at the end...
The final reason for my joyous mood is that we're going paint-balling or laser-squirmishing or something. I can't remember what exactly. And it's nice, because I'm going with people that I kind of thought only thought of me as a school friend, you know? Like, gawd, I'd love to spend heaps more time with them, Adam especially..He knows it, too. But, I kind of figured it would never happen, and I accepted that. You know how you have school friends, bus friends and after school friends? They're generally all different. I hope we actually go! Max, I'm leaving it up to you to organize, we all know Adam can't. Who else is going?
Oooh! And just one more thing before I leave...We all need imaginary friends. How much conversation can you get out of people about them? I mean, I don't even have to pretend to talk to Diego and Markus (Deigo, body-guard of moi, big, buff, not too bright, from Mexico. Markus, body-guard of moi, big, but not as big, not as buff, very smart though, very quick, from Bolivia. I ordered them over the internet. They got here on the weekend.) and we've talked about them for ages now (we as in, people at schoool). It's so stupid and immature, but everyone needs that in their lives everynow and then. Something small and stupid, that is just really..entertaining. It's our own little story. Today, they thougt I had been kidnapped, so they went and torched Adams room..Not his house, just his room, because I had been telling them how they need to bash him up because he's horrible to me. I can't remember exactly what it was that he did, it was funny at the time. We'll probably have gotten bored with it by tomorrow, but it was fun today. So, I think everyone should go out and pretend that they have these really buff body guards from South America, and you have to do a good job. People actually thought I was serious when I was talking about Deigo, "What kind of name is that, Neko? Who is he, what are you two going out or something?".."Haha, carefull, he'll come and bash you! Serious, he's heaps jetlagged, he only just got here Sunday, he doesn't need people like you paying him out." Have fun.