Lemon Drizzle

Guten Tag,

How terribly naughty of me! I have missed out on days of posting! But I suspect that will often be the case. I am as useless as sticking to things as those mini prit-stick tubes you get in stationary stores nowadays. But I will have something to write about, for a change. I went to Leeds last Wednesday, and had myself a bit of a shopping spree. I bought a yellow raincoat, rather girly high-heeled pink shoes, a pair of purple skinny jeans, a pink wooly hat, a Dr. Seuss T-shirt and a cute little blue bolero. I had a lunch of orange juice and margerita pizza at a small italian restaurant which I believe was called Romagna's. I am pleased to say I kept up my no-chocolate diet and and ate a lemon and almond cake on the train home. I watched up to episode 101 of Bleach, the anime-manga series orginally written by Tite Kubo. I had a rather nasty encounter with some oil panits which lead to me getting red paint on my favourite denim skinny jeans. I still do not know if it will come out. Today I went to the local Art Gallery with my free pass, and, to tell you the truth, it was rubbish. I saved my spirit by making a trip to the library and getting three books: The Butterfly Tattoo by Philip Pullman, Princess Ai (a manga book from Tokyopop, which only took me an hour to read) and a book from the Vampire Beach series which I think might have been called Hunted. I just ate a rather delicious slice of Mum's Lemon Drizzle Cake. I have been listening to MGMT and Ladyhawke lately, rather mainstream compared to my normal choices.

Lady Solacia x

Happy Valentine's Day!

Good Evening,

I sense love in the air on this wonderful day. I have spent most of today watching Bleach as I did last night, so I did not get much love myself. I hope it has not been the same for others. Make the most of this magical evening. I have nothing else to say.

Lady Solacia x

Bleach

Hello,

I finished my story today, and got 90/100 in my test. After school I took the dog for a walk, and had Spaghetti Bolagnase and Jam Sponge cake for tea - very nice. I started watching an anime TV series called Bleach, which is very good, and I am keeping this short so I can watch some more. When I look back on the day it seeems all jumbled up. Quite strange.

Lady Solacia x

Drift

Buon pomeriggio,

Today it snowed. Heavier than ever before. But it was... angellic. I seemed to drift off at every and any given moment - helplessly - hopelessly. The only reality being the people around me, the clouds above me, and the ground beneath me. Though if you'd asked, I'd've probably not noticed it was all there. I seemed to hover about, music playing in my mind, and a story slowly unravelling like a flowing robe of red silk. I have to write a story in English, yet I only have two days, today being the first. Turns out in yesterday's Maths test I came third over all, and was the first girl by miles. That's, well, pleasant... I suppose. Mother would not let me go out for a walk in the heavy snow. I guess that'd be fair, except it's me. The girl who loves the cold waits for snow for years on end and when it comes? She cannot go outside. Yet life goes on. I think.

Lady Solacia x

Emotional Code

Bra eftermiddag,

Today was slightly different. We did tests in Maths (fairly easy, if I do say so myself) and in English we did some auditary learning. We listened to War Of The Worlds and drew what we imagined. People did a very realistic sort of picture, but I was completely surreal. I drew different symbols and went round them in red crayon. The line was jagged for angry or physical things, and flowing for mystery. It's quite hard to describe, but, anyway, whilst explaining it to my friend, I realised it was like some sort of emotional code. The music was very powerful, electric and noisy - all its emotion made me feel good (a bit like Sara Barielles's Love Song). I mentioned that it made me feel sleepy to my friend and he looked at me like I was crazy or something. I guess I'm used to that. Everyone calls me 'weird' or 'strange' - I like it that way. I had orange juice, grapes and an apple for lunch. The three portions of fruit made me feel wonderful.
As I took the dog for a walk I had a short conversation (or you could call it someone making fun of me) with the newspaper boy, his dog, Ellie, and friend. They asked me if the dog was mine, I said 'Aye', they asked me if I was Scottish or something, and I said 'No - well, half.'
That's pretty much all the interesting bits summed up. By the way, I'm not being rude, 'Bra eftermiddag' means 'Good Afternoon' in Swedish.

Lady Solacia x

Chocolate A Tranquiliser

Kajitsu,

I have given up chocolate. Starting Sunday night. I forgot to mention. But it seems to already be taking its toll. My mood swings are getting worse - I get moody, clumsy and grouchy, then all of a sudden I feel lovely and warm. I didn't notice, but chocolate seems to be everywhere. Advertisements on TV, outside the local shop, not to mention the rows and rows of it inside. Even empty boxes and wrappers splayed out on the street covered in mud or blowing on the wind. But it seems to make people calm. Easygoing, sociable, peaceful - stronger and braver. I guess I'm thankful for its existance. I was going to go across the beach today because of the good weather and clear blue skies but the waves were really strong. The birds have been going beserk all day. This morning there were gulls and magpies and countless other birds creating a racket and darting around like it was the end of the world. The pidgeons were the same. I had a short encounter with the robin I'd been feeding oats in the mornings up to school last Autumn - I can't be sure it was always the same one, but I think it'll be the last I see of it until next year. Come to think of it, it won't be long until I catch the first sightings of frogspawn, tadpoles, frogs and daffodils - this year is rushing by, and knocking me down just as I begin to try and pick myself up.

Lady Solacia x

Roundabouts & Swings

Guten Tag,

My life seems to be going round in endless circles, my mood swinging up and down forever more - like the child who draws my life out for me has finally discovered how to use a pair of compasses, or is spending their entire Sunday playing on swings and roundabouts. Everything goes on, and on, and on, the same thing everyday. Snow, rain, hail, school, dog walk, trip to town, walk to beach, then here we go again. Yet this blog seems to sustain not my sanity but my patience. Pouring out my heart so I can take more tirelessly from the sea of life. Nothing can ever sustain my sanity - mainly because I don't have any of it. Yet I have lived so long that a mask has been painted over my emotions, and how do I make sure it stays? Through this blog, art, music and words. I suppose you can guess what happened today: frosty weather, school and a dog walk. Chicken Casserole and Jacket Potato for dinner. You know, snow used to be really rare, but since I started this blog its been as common as the Sun I see in the sky. I swear that when I have control over my life I shall make it as interesting as possible.

Lady Solacia x

I Dream No More

I see a moon over sea,

I see fresh snow over gravel,

I see dust on the sill,

I see cobwebs on the ceiling.

I see answers in work books,

I see ticks and crosses alike,

I see time pass behind,

I see fear through the mirror.

This is not depression,

Loss of sanity - already insane,

This is not tears on the pillow,

I have no tears to cry.

I hear seagulls a-calling,

I hear children scream,

I hear the tide reach in,

I hear fires crackle.

I hear water drip,

I hear babies cry,

I hear geese making noise,

I hear hail against the window.

This is maybe a funeral,

Yet there have been births,

This maybe a party,

Yet there has been no karaoke.

I smell salty sea air,

I smell fresh cut grass,

I smell sweeter lemons,

I smell long warm milk.

I smell thicker honey,

I smell melting chocolate,

I smell new-baked muffins,

I smell dying dust.

I dream no more:

Can you see me?

I dream no more:

Can you hear me?

I dream no more:

Can you smell me me?

I dream no more:

'Cause life is a nightmare.

Words

Good Evening,

Here I am, wittering on again, as this dark dull day comes to its long-awaited close. The Sun has gone to bed, the Moon has woken early for its night shift, as it, too is feeling the pinch in these hard, bitterly cold days. Yet I sit here, hair still wet from a painfully hot shower, silk pyjamas cold and dry, allowing the heat to drain from my body as fast as it wishes, however reluctant t may seem. It begins to snow, and the snow seems black through the windows, their blinds still rolled up and condensation trickling across the pane of glass. The lamp's glow is an orange yellow, like the balloon I got at my school's disco, years ago when I was young and careless of what went on outside of my small bubble of joy.
The day itself has been uneventful, but my mind has been away with the stories I have read and finished. Only to make a bowl of Ready Brek did I pause, and to take the dog for a walk. I stopped to help make Spaghetti Carbornara, ate what was left of the Magic Lemon Pudding, finished my book and went for a shower. During this time the weather was arguing within itself on hail, rain, frost or snow. In the end it chose all of them.

Lady Solacia x

Water

Right, then,

I didn't have a good title so I just called this post 'water.' Because, you have to admit, there's a lot of it. I'm summing up yesterday for you, as I didn't have time to post (too busy watching Harry Hill's TV Burp). Thank good for me coming on in the morning, otherwise my efforts to post at least once a day would have gone to 'pot'.
Well, my brother and I had a friend over (known on myspace and youtube as 'Anna La Fleur' check her out, she's a really awesome singer), and we got some chips at the Fish & chip shop (known by me as the 'grease parlour') which arose a short but sweet debate about whether vinegar was nice or not. I said no, and lost by 2:1. We watched the ghibli film 'My Neighbour Totoro' and 'Panda Go Panda' on youtube. Then we messed around a bit, and went to get Domino's pizza -there was a two for one offer, so we got a pepperoni pizza and a cheese and ham pizza. Whilst we waited for them we nipped out to Tesco Express and got two bottles of water - I had the larger plain bottle, and our friend had the peach flavoured sparkling stuff. This began a conversation on how much ater you should drink in a day which turned into a conversation about brain power's connection with healthy eating. We got home, ate, made three small music videos to a couple of songs, and then the day pretty much ended. I started the book, Cold Fire, I believe, by Tim Bowler.

Lady Solacia x

Songs

Good Morning,

On this freezing cold day (where the snow is not quite cold to settle on the ground) in this freezing cold three-storey high house (where no one knows how to turn the heating on) with mittens, scarves, wooly socks and hats, I have nothing better to than post up some of my musical work from early January. I'm not singing them for you, so you'll just have to work out the tune for yourselves, I'm afraid.

Magic

This is a whole lot of pages,
For just one girl to have on her own,
So I will let you join me,
From Washington to Tokyo.
We’ll go to chocolate factories,
Italian pizza and good ol’ French art,
Ride camels in the desert,
Get to Spain if we make a good start.

‘Cause this world is made of magic,
You don’t have to hitch a ride to the moon,
It really would be tragic,
If you missed out ‘cause it all was to soon.

We may just live off crackers,
Salted peanuts that you buy on the train,
Gross expresso coffee,
But trust me we will not go insane.
There’s this person in this restaurant,
He’ll give you all your meals for free,
He lives somewhere in Canada,
But can’t survive without his English tea.

‘Cause this world is made of magic,
You don’t have to drive to Mars,
It really would be tragic,
If you missed out because it was too far.

Maybe someday,
We’ll do all this great stuff again,
If we have the money,
But it’ll just have to wait until then.

‘Cause this world is made of magic,
It doesn’t matter where you go,
It all depends on normal things,
Like imagination and the cool stuff you know.

Sing to the tune of Sugababes - Red Dress (just make it fit)

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Seagull On The Roof

I ask you where you’ve been for the past six months?
But you’ve nothing to say!
I ask you why you can never tell me the truth?
But you just walk away!

I was your friend,
But it’s time to end,
This absurd all-lie-and-no-truth,
I’m about to crack,
And I’m not coming back,
Just another seagull of your roof.

You follow me round,
I’m the fox; you’re the hound,
Can’t you see we’re through?
Showered with roses, bombarded with posies,
I wish there was something I could do…

I was your friend,
But it’s time to end,
This absurd all-lie-and-no-truth,
I’m about to crack,
And I’m not coming back,
Just another seagull of your roof.

Just go away, if you’ve something to say,
Please send it in the mail,
I hope that you weep, that you cry yourself to sleep,
‘Cause your heart’s carved out of pure hail.

I was your friend,
But it’s time to end,
This absurd all-lie-and-no-truth,
I’m about to crack,
And I’m not coming back,
Just another seagull of your roof.

Go to hell, I’m not very well,
You’ve been making me very sick,
It’s nice to know, that you’re full of woe,
But you’re just an irritating tick.


I was your friend,
But it’s time to end,
This absurd all-lie-and-no-truth,
I’m about to crack,
And I’m not coming back,
Just another seagull of your roof.

I start to scream, but it’s just a dream,
Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye....

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This World

We’re alone in this world,
That’s what makes us strong,
We’ve got to think about our conscience,
Consider right and wrong.

We’ve got to pull ourselves together,
Pick up the pieces if we drop,
Hold on tight and enjoy the ride,
Make it to the top.

Putting trust in someone else,
Could be jumping off a cliff,
Or you may find your safe harbour,
If you stop to consider, ‘What If?’

I’ve not seen much of this world,
But I’ve seen enough to know:
Nobody cares for too long,
If you stay or if you go.

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Fearful Blind Lamb

You think I don’t notice but I do,
It’s written quite clear and the image says everything,
Ever looked in a mirror ‘cause you won’t like what you see,
You’re a monster by heart and plain evil by nature.
What I know I don’t like and the rest I don’t want to hear,
I thought you were different; oh boy I was right about that.
A flicker of your true self was all I needed,
Out of that door, I’m long gone and so are you.
If you go down in history I think I’ll know why,
You’re carved out of stone but you could walk a thousand miles.
I’m no angel but compared to you? I’m a saint.
All I can say is goodbye but you don’t deserve it really.
I say it because I don’t want you to hurt me.
You’re a nasty piece of work and you sure know it.I’m just the fearful blind lamb.

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Okay, none of these songs or poems are decent, but I've got better work in my song diary from further on.

Lady Solacia x

Artistic Splatter

Hola,

No, I'm very sorry to disappoint you but I do not have any artwork for you today. I might do soon, though, coming to think of it. Today was mostly art - hence the title - which, if I do say so myself, is one of my better subjects.
The day was, normal - a nicer way of saying boring - in general. The playground frosted over, and many were skidding around on the ice. That only made my day harder. But it had melted by half past ten, thankfully. After a rather tedious Maths lesson with the eccentric substitute, we had English. Lovely, wonderful English. We drew pictures today, showing what we thought a scene looked like out of a choice of four text extracts. I drew a wood, and coloured it in with watercolour pencils - we're finishing it all on Monday. Then, in the afternoon, we had to copy a picture of a midnight harbour, and colour it in with chalk pastels (a basic excuse for the teacher to get some marking done). It was messy, but, over all, relaxing. Then we had a rather boring end-of-week assembly, and went home. My brother came back from university to stay for the weekend, which is nice. We had Chicken Pie for tea, followed up by magic Lemon Pudding and Vanilla Icecream (yum yum). Best of all? We might be having Domino's Pizza for tea tomorrow.

Lady Solacia x

Curse Of The Day-Dreaming Person

Salut, my friends,

Today has been, well, rather uneventful. I predicted rain. It rained. As always.
A rather eccentric substitute teacher came in for today and tomorrow, and he was a little too eccentric. I think he should have stayed in Egypt another week instead.
Me and about two dozen others are in a 'high-ability' Mathematics group. We ought to get 'high-ability' Mathematics work. Not a test with an old-fashioned teacher constantly trying to trick you out and a boring page on shape and coordinates.
English was a relief, as seen as we were taught by a laidback 'I don't care whether you write anything in your books or whether you chat to your friends for an hour' female teacher. But we returned back to the reality of male teaching after lunch with Science and R.E.
Problem was, I'd had a potential first chapter for a story brewing up in my head at the time, so concentrating was a very hard task. I drifted off. Thing was, whilst I drifted off, I was looking directly into the teacher's eyes. He thought I was paying excellent attention. He asked me a question. And what did I say? Reddening, I went, 'Erm... don't know.' All eyes on me. I swore I could see some sympathy. But I was known for being an all-round nerd who knew the answer to everything. I mentally broke down, but I was used to similar things, so I knew how to look like I was coping. Thank God for that.
But, anyway, I managed to type up my chapter. It's rubbish. But oh well. Life goes on. Life goes on.
Life goes on...

Lady Solacia x
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Tiger

“Alright, Lily?” I asked as I watched her walk across the field towards the girls’ cloakrooms.
“Yeh, I guess,” she said. From anyone else it would have sounded like a rather ‘why on earth would I want to talk to you?’ comment but coming from her it was different. Her voice was wary and drowned in suspicion – I didn’t blame her – I was quite well known for not being the most well-behaved kid in town, and nor the teachers or kids seemed to trust me or ask for my side of the story. There were worse than me – I’d never physically hurt someone with more than a bruised shin – but there were better.

I liked Lily – I think she was the only girl I ever liked, or ever will. She was the sort of person who never judged people by their past. She was cautious of who she befriended, but not on edge – really rather laidback. She took what came her way, good or bad, got it over with, then moved on. She never complained or boasted or bragged about it like most girls, and didn’t spend all her time chatting up boys and having conversations about lip-gloss and hair straighteners. She was always very polite and friendly, but she never pestered anyone to talk to her or walked away as soon as she got bored. But most of all, she was very pretty. Even her name was beautiful – Tiger Lily. Her last name was Coward – and, truth to be told, she was quite shy. Her voice was high, but not squeaky or shrill. She was thin, but not bony. Her teeth were white, but not too white, her soft pink lips framing them perfectly. She was pale, yet her cheeks were sweet and rosy – not blotchy. She had long black hair, and beautiful moony brown eyes. It looked like there was nothing was wrong with her eyes. But she was blind. Completely blind. So you didn’t often see her eyes, just long, black, natural eyelashes. Everything about her was like that – natural. No make-up, no attempt to hide or enhance anything, like those women you see on magazines. Poor Lily. She had everything – friendliness, looks, intelligence – but she could not see a thing. She couldn’t judge people by their looks – only their personality. In that way she was lucky. She wouldn’t get an irrational crush on some boy only to be disappointed by their terrible ways. That’s why I don’t think she’ll like me – I’ve not got a very nice personality. A lot of girls fall for me, apparently – it’s a shame that sounds arrogant – but only by my looks. My father told me once ‘Don’t change yourself for a girl’ and I swore I’d live by that. It’s people like Lily who make that difficult not to.

Lily’s amazing - a true role model. She just gets on with life, sight or no sight. She has special textbooks in class so she can follow what we’re learning – but she’s way ahead anyway. When she first joined she had someone guide her around the school, but after the first week she didn’t need any help at all – besides, we were always there to point her in the right direction. She walked along the corridors with her stick out in front of her, finding her way around easily. What’s strange is she knows each and every one of us. She claimed she did it by voices, but on a morning she would say hello to us even before we’d said a word to anyone. It’d be nice to know the truth. To be honest, it kind of creeps me out – in a good way. No bad things radiate of Lily. She’s just a lovely person. So I decided that I’d ask. Ask her how she knows each and every one of us even without our voices. I wasn’t sure that she’d give me an answer, but I knew that the best way to find something out about an open honest person like Lily, would be to ask her directly. You didn’t need to hook onto the school’s strong but often corrupted grapevine to find anything out about Lily.

Senses

Hello,

Today, it's like I finally started living. Started noticing things around me that I would usually have ignored. And I love it.
The first thing I saw was all the frost and ice, turning puddles into cracked mirrors and fading the grass from its usual fruity deep green and dark brown to pale browns, faded yellows and soft greens - almost like pastel. A rather large unfortunate worm had not managed to avoid all the cold, and lay bent on its side, if not dead then dying. But certainly a good meal for any bird struggling to find food who didn't ming eating with a 'hint of mint' or frost. I was drowning in thoughts about the poor creature when I reached school - a little earlier than usual. I realised how the concrete had gone from pitch black to pale grey, and the bright red markings had faded to a pink speckled with grey and dry mud. Some kids were trying to crack a puddle which had frozen over completely: an impossible task. As I walked into assembly I could smell strongly the lovely scent of new sponge balls, and I could taste the metallicness of blood when my gum started bleeding - only for a short time though. When I returned home I noticed how all the trees and bushes had grown immensely since I had last bothered to observe - they were well over my height (I am rather tall compared to others of my age). I realised how the bushes stood out so clearly against their background in the park, how beautiful the inside of a goose's wing was, and how hungry they were judging my their eagerness take some of the stale brown bread I fed them. And I loved every single minute of it all - it was like taking a cough sweet when I had a cold: so fresh and wonderful and new.

Lady Solacia x

Goodbye Snow, Hello Rain

Good Afternoon,

It appears that the snow has melted to puddles of water. Lots of them. Puddles and mud, everywhere - and the joy of jumping in them with wellington boots is long gone, sadly. But the sky has turned blue again, so that's alright. I went for another walk, with the dog this time (instead of my umberella) and across the beach - I'm glad I did.

For most of the time everything on the walk was perfectly normal, lovely, but normal. I took a few pictures - the quality of which seem to be deteriorating fast - chatted to the dog (I've been doing this an awful lot lately, maybe I'm going mad? I swear he can understand me) who was behaving very well, in fact I think I'm beginning to become his genuine pal. I guess the sea was the highlight of the day - that and not having to do football because of the waterlogged field. It wasn't its usual dull blue colour, instead a silver-white, with splashes of beautiful light blue. I'd only ever seen it that nice once before, about a year ago, from a far distance up near the pagoda on the island in the park. It looked so fragile, so calm, so still - so peaceful. It didn't flinch or rage where the jagged brown rocks tore through its surface - truly wonderful. To most, it would seem like nothing special, but I have lived here all my life, and a beautiful sight like that can be very rare.

Lady Solacia x

The beautiful sea (My dodgy phone camera actually captured it better than I first thought)^^

Toffee - observing a lamppost^^

The birds nest in here^^

A small, cute shop that sells very nice (over-priced) things such as sherbet and Thomas the Tank Engine toys^^ I just couldn't resist taking yet another picture of the park^^

Snow!

Hey,

The snow has arrived! I mentioned snow and hail in the previous item but I had no idea that it was going to be a long-term thing (long-term as in a day).

Sadly I had to go to school and missed out on such childhood past-times as sledging, snowball-throwing and building a snowman to which I would donate all my hats, gloves and scarves. A shame, too, as I coud have spent the day taking some simply excellent photos. But no, I had to go to school. It snowed, rained and hailed almost all day but because of a really lame thing call 'Health & Safety' we could not go outside.

By the time I got home from school (slightly damp from a few snowballs - or should I say slushballs) it was 4 o'clock, the snow was melting, it was getting dark and raining heavily. But to no avail, I grabbed my phone and umberella, and set out on a half-hour walk aroud the park - to try and catch the last of the snow on camera. I will do the same thing tomorrow - promising it snows. Though maybe I shall take my bike so I can get down to the beach. The park was completely empty, except for a small family of ducks and a rather large crowd of muddy geese (some of them were actually half-duck, half-goose - if that's possible). My umberella was rather useless (It was from New Look) and it kept turning itself inside out against the strong winds. Everytime I put it right again I got yet another hole in my mittens. But I wandered around the park in search of some decent photos, most of which were blurry as there was rain on the screen and I was also fighting in a never-ending battle with my umberella. After 20 minutes I retreated, and went home for tea. I have posted up the better few of my photos at the end of the post. I have also added a photo of Toffee in the snow from last November.

Enjoy the snow (if you have any),

Lady Solacia x

First attempt at taking a picture^^

Finally captured some snow^^

A bit blurry but not as bad as some^^

Nice chinese feel to it (a tiny bit of snow)^^

View from the stairs leading up to a place called The Green^^

Toffee In The Snow (Last November when his hair was longer)^^

Well, then...

Oh, what a day it has been!

CuteKitten and I did indeed go for a dog walk. We went down to the pub with the dog, and got some chips and lemonade. Guess what? It was snowing! A fancy start to the month. Afterwards we walked back to where we had started and went in the complete different direction (I took some photos on my phone which I will post up). It was beginning to hail as we walked around the cliff, and if got colder and windier as we went on, until it was unbearable. I mean really, really terrible - the worst weather I seen for a long time - in fact, quite possibly, ever. The dog was shivering, CuteKitten was moaning, and, to be honest, I think they would have turned back if it wasn't for my constant reassurance and will to keep on going (I do hope that doesn't sound arrogant). By the time we'd reached a fair destination, CuteKitten had moaned enough and I finally gave in and rang Dad to collect us. I sat in a very uncomfortable squatting position for ten minutes behind a bin, hugging the dog on my knee to keep him warm, whilst CuteKitten kept a lookout - although she didn't actually know what Dad's car looked like. When I was about to get up and return to my original preferred plan, Dad and Mum finally turned up. Apparently they had been looking at laminate flooring (for the kitchen in the house they're going to decorate and rent out) in B&Q and had got stuck at some traffic lights - they seem to be everywhere these days. We were bought chips and icecream, which would have sort of made up for it if I hadn't been the one who hadn't had to keep running back and forth handing out chips.

When we finally got back to my house, after I had changed my jeans - the dog had made them damp - we settled down by the fire and watched Bambi (it was about 3 o' clock). Then afterwards we made giant chocolate chip cookies (yum yum).

CuteKitten went home for tea and I had spaghetti & parmesian cheese with hot buttered bread and orange juice. I would have eaten my cookie but I had already ate way too much, so I came on here instead.

Smiles All Round,

Lady Solacia x

Toffee (before the bad weather) ^^

Fog starts to creep in a few minutes later ^^

A slightly tilted picture of the sea^^

The sea view from a rather derelict row of seats^^

The castle view (Made my Dad very proud)^^

Note: The hail has began again *sighs*

G' Morning

Good Morning Everyone,

I sure hope you slept well, 'cause I sure didn't. Got woken up at 6am due to the seagulls making a very irrititating racket over and over again, and an hour later, I was woken again by Duffy's song 'Mercy' - how ironic - on my brother's radio alarm. Only managed to eat a rather mushy bowl of Honey Nut Shredded Wheat as it was almost all gone, meaning a lot of tiny nuts fell out, and, once the milk was poured, created the 'mush'. I made a start on Malorie Blackman's 'Knife Edge' as no one was awake yet (typical Sunday morning) before CuteKitten rang. Mum finally blundered downstairs followed eagerly by the dog who refused to give me a good morning lick, which was a shame - he tends to always give me loads when I don't want them.

The adorable dog who refused to give me licks today ^^

To be honest, I don't have a clue what I am going to do today? Morning walk along the beach? Chips and Lemonade at the pub? Lemon Twist Ice Cream? Buy something at the Shell Shop? All of those packed into a three-hour dog walk? Probably.

Chow,

Lady Solacia x

What A Day!

A-up Folks,

I guess as the month comes to a close, I should run you through my day. I woke up at seven in the morning to discover that everyone was asleep, including the dog, and had missed the beautiful morning sky with its fluffy pink clouds - the shepard's warning was handy, as there was a very strong wind that could have potentially blown my hat away. I had some Honey Nut Shredded Wheat, which tasted quite similar to cardboard before my Dad woke up and left, the dog close behind. I finished my book - The New Policeman by Kate Thompson, quite good - which I ought to have returned to the library. My friend rang (her blogger name is CuteKitten - I set her up one about an hour or two ago) and we decided to go into town. I bought a sausage roll and a lemon drizzle muffin from Marks & Spencers, borrowed Malorie Blackman's Knife Edge from the library, practically dragged CuteKitten into New Look, where I bumped into another friend who doesn't have a blogger account, saw a cookbook - Sam Stern's Get Cooking - in Waterstones which I would have bought Mum if it wasn't so expensive, as she is a brilliant cook, and could have done to use it to teach my older brother to cook as he is at university. I had a bit of a wander, then me and my friend went back to my ouse and watched Kung Fu Panda. I borrowed my other brother's computer chair, but he came back halfway through and complained, so I swapped the chair for a less comfortable one which left me with back pains. I set CuteKitten up a blogger account, which I typed for her as she isn't very fast, and translated it all - leaving out the unkind bits. She left 20 minutes ago for her dinner. Mum told me that we were having (homemade) Toad in the Hole with Mashed Potato and Gravy, and that brings us up to now.

It is with great sadness that I have goodbye to January and its terrible weather.
During the past months I did the following :-

• Bought a neon set of long necklaces and matching bangles.
• Got my hair cut into a short bob.
• Purchased two soft toys.
• Read about five books.
• Started a diary.
• Wrote a large collection of songs*.
• Tried one new pudding.
• Ate carrots for the first time in a while.
• Had my hat blow away twice.
• Lost my shoe over 20 times.
• Knocked a large selection of things over.
• Knocked myself over.

Cheerio,

Lady Solacia x

*Which I will post up A.S.A.P

The Frog With A Wig

Well, as I wrote my profile out, my random question first came out as 'Write a story about the Frog with a Wig.'
Sadly, my story was too long, so, here it is anyway:

Once upon a time on old frog lived a happy life in a turquoise castle beside a school. He had lived there all his life, and, as time went on, he began to age. His beautiful curly blonde locks began to fade to a silver-grey and fell out in big lumps. One morning, when he looked at the mirror on his pink barbie doll dressing table, he realised that he had no hair at all! In fact, it was lying all over his mossy bed.
He racked his brains in despair, trying think of what he could do to make it all better.
Eventually he jammed his unlit wooden pipe into his mouth and placed a top hat tight onto his wrinkled head, putting some spot cream on to hide all his warts. He gathered up all the hair into a Morrisons' shopping bag - he was going to take it to the clothes shop to be made into a cloak for himself - and began to walk briskly over to the wig shop. He bought a wig of brown stubble and stretched it across his forehead. He loved it, because, not only did it cover up his baldness - though, between you and me: not very well - it tightened his face so his wrinkles could not be seen.
But as he walked passed the school, the children started laughing and pointing at him! What a funny sight it was, the frog with a wig whistling to himself as he walked down the street! But this made poor frog very upset. But that night, as he looked he looked up at the sky, he saw a shooting star pass him by!
'I wish,' he began, solemnly, 'I wish that I had beautiful long blonde hair!'
Then he curled into a ball and cried himself to sleep.
The next morning he woke up to find that he indeed had beautiful, shiny bleach-blonde hair. It lifted his mood considerably. He practically skipped his way the Clothes Shop!
But, yet again, the children laughed at him.
'I'll show them,' he grumbled, completely forgetting to collect his new cloak and storming back to his castle. But he was hurt, and when he looked up at the sky, he wished all his hair away!
True to form, the next morning, he woke up to find that he had no hair.
The children laughed at him as he walked to school, but this time, he ignored them, and collected his cloak unfussed. He even ignored the shop owner's giggles as he walked back home!
'I will never,' he said, 'Never care what anybody thinks ever again.'

And to this day, when you walk to school, you might still see the bald old frog, in his turquoise castle, puffing on his unlit pipe.
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Anyway, please tell me what you think. I would like to know. It took me about 15 to 20 minutes, and I was eating pizza at the time.

Here's a poem or two:

Poison Ivy

Roses shed a drop of blood,
I take heart and soul,
Roses draw only parts of you,
I draw you whole.

Roses are as common as dirt,
Where as I’m rather rare,
Roses only last the happy dreams,
I last your nightmare.

Roses leave a small mark on you,
I leave a sting,
So when you are in fright or doubt,
Hope I’ll always bring.

So I am better than the rose,
You can’t leave me behind,
When you feel oh so alone,I always come to mind!

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See ya,

Lady Solacia x

Howdy, Partner!

Howdy,

'Tis a new year and one of my resolutions was to create a blog, so I could post up stories and poems, and generally ramble on.
Now I know I'm a month late but there's no time like the present.
My pen name is Lady Solacia - I'm nothing special, but I don't want to give out any personal information, just to be on the safe side.

Best Wishes,
Lady Solacia xxx