It's all crystal clear.

- Sunday, 21 March 2010

Bittersweet.


Such a difficult word to analyse.
Or to use in context.

But, personally, I think this weekend has been bittersweet. Not sour, not sweet. Bittersweet.
I needed to relax. After all, it was a difficult week.
But I wanted to see some people, that strong yearning, that longing you have.
At least me and my sister shopped our heads off.
Yes that was fun.

So, although some of your weekend habits may seem odd to yourself, did you know that they are completely normal?

-Apparently, it is completely and utterly normal to ruin your diet that you started last monday over a Saturday evening of food.
-And to shop your head off. :)
-And to go to the supermarket, which although is not an entirely pleasant activity, it must be done.
So if you ever feel like your weekends are completely worthless, and you believe that everyone else out there is having endless fun, that's not true.
It's normal to be normal dear.

My horoscope reckons that for today:
"Sometimes life is crystal clear. Sometimes it's harder to pin down. That's okay."

Which is true I guess.
I'm in a rather unhappy mood today. But I hope it will go away sometime soon.
I hope my unhappiness is not passed through to you.
Dears, if it is, let me know.

Continuing, I found out, that things such as your coffee, your computer font, your small hand movements and much more can really tell you a lot about your personality.
It was very self-learning I must say :)
So I have now learnt That:
-my nail picking habits, despite from ruining the varnish, show that I am anxious and that I want to scream at someone.
-my coffee indicates that I am a calm little thing, who cannot face up to people.
-my ipod which is constantly plugged into my ears, indicates that I constantly need a song playing for every event of my life
and
-that my nervous necklace-tugging that I tend to do, shows that I feel severely threatened.

Now, I don't really know how to string all these things together, but I thought it was rather interesting to mention.
I hope I am not boring you with my babble.

In addition, I have been shopping for summer.
Or, attempting to shop for summer, is the correct wording of this phrase.
You see, there's just so much to look at, so much to try on, so much to wish you could afford...
That in the end you don't actually buy that much.
You just look and sigh, as you stroll out the store, with that gut-dropping feeling, because you know you are leaving something behind.

I'm overdoing the description ain't I?
Sorry again ..

All I have to say is that I need a good night's sleep and a cup tea.
And the bad thing is that it is five in the afternoon and I feel like this.
Time to make a phone call to someone so we can have Sunday DVD night. Hope they will bring a chocolate cake with them too. It is a kind of tradition you see.
See, I told you diets get ruined at the weekend.

I will post later dears :)
Please tell me what you think and any ideas/question you know what to do. Ask the V.

Tee Heeee
Victoriaa (:


Clues and Scribbles.

Labels: - Thursday, 4 March 2010


Note: This was supposed to be posted on Thursday. Please read it as if today was Thursday :)
Vii


"The fact that tomorrow is a Friday, definitely brightens up my day."
That was the thought I was gripping onto all day long, holding on to it as tightly as possible, with all my might, just to try and enjoy Thursday.
Of course, I couldn't see my thoughts. I couldn't literally grip onto them.
Wouldn't it be interesting though, if we weren't just gripping onto, well, air?
Interesting to see our thoughts float around in front of us? Like clouds? I think it would be.
Not that I did end up enjoying Thursday, but hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.


I was glancing at my previous post a few minutes ago, and I noticed that it was labelled "23 February". That is odd, as I only posted it 2 days ago.
For a minute, three options passed into my mind.
1. Time has stopped. I am simply moving through the world, while everyone else has frozen. Now that would scare me. Let's scrap that thought, shall we?
2. Someone, decided to play around with the week, and turned it around. Nah, that doesn't sound believable either.
3. My computer is simply acting odd.
So, I am guessing it is most probably number 3.
Moving on then.

What is the word of the day may you ask?
It is..... Proximal Convoluted Tubules.
Now, you are probably wondering why this is.
So today, I was attending a biology class.
It was warm, I was hungry, sleepy and bored.
All I had to do, was to pick my freshly coated nail varnish off. Which means I have to re-do it later tonight. Pff, great.
Anyways, so as I was not really paying attention to the lesson, one of the only words which stuck into my head were the "proximal convoluted tubules".
I then remembered what they were. They are the nephron ducts in the liver.
But, you probably don't need to know that.
I just assumed that they needed a mention and a little clap.

Also, I would like you to help me define a word.
Or just consider it maybe.
You, see I have been called a posh ***** this week.
By various people, that I have as acquaintances.
I apologize, I don't want to be rude, so that is why I put the *. I hope my vocab is not offending anyone :/ ? Hope not.
Great feeling I must say to be called that. Not.
In any case, how can I define that expression?
What is the exact definition of it?
To say the truth, they can continue calling me that.
I know what I am.
And I don't need their measly definition.

But, I think I'm going to stop complaining, and talk about more.. pleasant issues this afternoon.
In addition, have you ever known how livening a chunk of chocolate can prove to be?
I was very impressed at 11 o'clock when I grabbed a chunk of Cadbury's.
Cadbury's chocolate is my true love. I have decided.
It's absolutely magnificent.
Okay, I think it is about time to stop talking about food now.

So, my horoscope is my guidance today.
Okai, it is not, but let us pretend it is.
Oh, all-mighty horoscope, what have you got in store today? Huh?
Apparently: "Hmmm -- this idea seems like a good one, but you have a weird feeling about it. Listen to that feeling. It's not worth it to get involved with something that seems kinda sketchy."
Oh, I think I know what it is talking about.
Actually I don't have any clue. Actually, it could be about various ideas, or plans.
Like shopping plans. Cinema plans. Travel plans.
Anything. Any plans.
Any plans?

So, today I had to do a presentation for my studies.
Nerve-wracking experience I must say.
You know that feeling you get when you're anxious about something really important?
When your stomach turns and churns into a hundred knots and flips up and down, and you have to steady yourself, and get to grips. Yes that feeling.
Well, that is how I felt today as I looked at the crowd in front of me.
Stomach-tumbling over-nervous.
I avoided the eyes of the crowd actuallement. I just looked at the lights above them, so it would look as if I was looking at them.

I have this little thing with looking at people straight in the eyes.
It's not that I'm untruthful as some people say, or that I don't believe them.
It is just I feel a little uncomfortable staring continuously into their eyes, because it might look as if I am being rude, or persistently staring right at them.
So what I tend to do, is look at them for a moment, then avert my gaze a little, for example stare above their head for a bit, and then look at them again.
I have a friend who always says, whenever I speak to them: "Victoriaaa you're staring at my forehead again! Seriously, stop it! Vicki, look at me in the eyes for heaven's sake!"
Yes, well, I will work on that. Ha.

Also, do you get that little voice in your head sometimes, when someone is telling you something you don't like, and there you go, without any control, Whooosh, sarcastic comments are scattering your brain. Of course, you keep your mouth shut,
and keep nodding, as if nothing is bothering you.
Us humans are amazing sometimes. :)

You know, I recently crossed paths with a lovely song. It is called "Closer" by Joshua Radin, and I think his voice is so calm and soothing. In any case, it is constantly eing played into my ears lately. Actually, is is playing right now, as I write this, :)

It is so quiet in my house again.
There is that usual-steady hum of the fridge.
There is the dog barking next door.
There is the tea towel that has been scrunched up into a ball and left by the sink. Absent-mindedly I guess.
There is also my empty tea cup, and the bowl of oranges, which as usual, are laying untouched.
And the blank screen of the television.

You know, when ideas for this blog of mine pop into my head, but I have no absolute access of a computer, I usually write it down on a scrap of paper, or if worst comes to worst on my hand. So, right now, the table is filled with little scraps of paper, with my monosyllabic words, scrawled across in my handwriting.
The paper scraps are like snow, which is actually great, as right now I'm actually listening to a song called snow. Coincidence much? I think not. :)

Although, as I look at my hands, there's nothing scrawled on them at the mo.
I need some new hand cream. That's one thing.
And as I gaze at my thumb, I see my chipped nail varnish, which is a constant reminder that I have to repaint them.
From now on, I'm going to hide my hands under a jumper or a book, so my nails stay intact.
Oooh I used a new word.
:)

I really need to buy that bag I saw last weekend.
I am not going to describe it now; instead, when I do buy it, which will hopefully be soon, I will post a picture to show you all.
A clue---> It is peach/pink.\

Oh, how I love clues.
Just the way I love hints.
It gives you this aura of mystery.
I'm going bonkerss.

Talking about clues...

To xereis m'areseis, ma mhn me pistepseis,
s'auton ton kosmo, pou monh mou zw,
den yparxoun kanones,
ma mono eksireseis. :)
Decipher that perhaps?

Okay, so I understand that you are probably wondering what that means.
You might, in fact, believe that I just flung a string of letters randomly across the screen.
But, actuallement, I did not do that.
It is an actual thing. It means something. And I know.
Maybe some of you know.
In any case, I will give you a clue; it is lyrics of a song that I adore.
Don't think I'm mad. :P
It's a really nice song.

So, I will leave you decipher that,
while I go do my nails.
I will be posting later, or tomorrow :)

Tee Heee
xxxxxx Victoriaa :)

ps. i am decorating this post with a pic of my boots. :P
I was in the local park when I took this.
Tell me what
you think :)




Neutral March :)

Labels: - Tuesday, 23 February 2010

Be Neutral.
Be Switzerland.


That is a piece of advice that has come very handy in the past.
It does not always work, but it has helped me out in certain tricky situations.
And I do suggest it to quite a few of my friends, so some of you know. Oh you know who you are.

So, today is the day to be Switzerland. :)
Let us all attempt this.

Although the new week has been good, so far, I have a few disappointments to refer too.
Firstly, who banned blueberry muffins? That is my main complaint.
It's unfair. I guess I will have to opt for the Starbucks ones from now on. -.-
Secondly, I was looking forward to enjoying the weather as I stepped out the house this morning. It was very warm indeed.
It was getting a little too warm though by lunchtime, and as I stormed around the corridors (angrily), as I was a little annoyed today, I found myself boiling. In March? Yes, in March!


Thirdly, me and my sister got rather annoyed today.
You see, we were spending the morning in the local park, and some children decided to grab the tree-trunk and shake it, with all their might.
Of course they have the right to shake a tree with all their might, well obviously.
I'm not going to stop them.
But, what about the tree? And what about the consequences of shaking the tree?
Result, may you ask?
Bot of us were covered in pollen, while Zoe was sneezing uncontrollably.
It was rather... itchy. That is the least I can say.


Another issue I'd like to ponder on.
My I-pod isn't feeling so lonely anymore.
Actually it has made some new friends. They are called new songs. :)
So, I was rather happy this morning, as I stumbled out of bed, and grabbed my Ipod.
It tends to help me wake up of a morning.

And here comes the stupid part.
I should of thought of it before, but I hadn't waken up properly, and I was in a rather fuzzy mood. Meaning hyper. At seven o'clock this morning. Yes I thought that it was odd too.
In any case, I stupidly assumed that it was absolutely necessary to wash my face whilst listening to music.
I thought it was absolutely maganormously essential to have a beat; a tempo; a steady little rhythm while I splashed freezing water on my face.
Result may you ask?
I dropped my Ipod. In the sink.
Luckily, I managed to get a firm grip on half my ipod before it got completely drenched in water.
So my earphones were not saved. I will have to replace them.
In the meantime, I rummaged through my drawer this afternoon and pulled out an older pair, which was all tangled together.
It took some time to get the knots out, but everything is okay now :)

So this weekend, half my friends went camping.
I'm not a camping person.
I have memories of camping when I was younger, and they were not the "bouncing up and down happy memories" that I would like to repeat.
Anyway, I'm getting to the point.
Apparently, as I got a call from one of my friends, they were playing a game.
5 year olds I thought.
So, then me and Zoe acted like 5 year olds and made a tent in my attic.
We camped out there all night.
And yesterday, Monday morning, when we were asked if we went camping, we replied
"Yes, we did actually."

Ah, I loved it when they believed us.

In addition, I would also like to say a big, big, big, biggg thank you to everyone for your lovely comments! They really put a smile on my face whenever I see them, and I really appreciate them :)

I also had a brainstorm today.
Since Easter is blasting on its way, I came across a pot of Cadbury's mini eggs.
They're delicious if I must say myself.
I did initially promise to have 3 little eggs, but..... my intentions changed.
The empty pot is now in the rubbish.
Tee.
Hee.

I also have this strong yearning to stumble into a bookstore, and spend hours flipping through the glossy pages of new books, with the scent of freshly printed ink around, gazing at the pictures, reading the opening chapters, flipping the pages....
I should open a store.
Yes, I should.
Must add that to my never-ending list of "To dos."

Oh. Yesterday, I was asked by some close friends of mine to help them in this play they were doing.
It involved me acting as a vampire, with a strong Spanish accent.
It was very amusing to watch. But very embarassing to do.
I even downloaded songs by Juanes (which I really like may I add), in order to help me perfect my Spanish accent.
Result? Apparently I sounded like a Russian model.
Hmm.
More languages to learn.
I want to visit Spain and Russia.
Yes.
Adding that to my mental "To do" list too.


I didn't sleep well last night.
And I couldn't wake up this morning. I was planning on having an early start.
That plan was shattered. As if a stone was thrown through a delicate glass window.

You remember last week, when I was rambling on about how the world is the Mad Hatter?
Well, Alice in Wonderland, the movie, is coming out this week, and frankly it looks interesting.
I'm gonna go to the Vue and watch it. :)
Teee heeee.

Also, don't you just love London ? :)
I find it so chic, when someone says where do you live, and I repeat, poshly on purpose, Londres.
It make me proudd XD

Anyways, word of the day IS... embelished.
Fabulous word if I must say myself.
I was saying that all day.
Inspired by this essay I spent Saturday morning on.

I was also speaking about the Nessie Monster, as my friend had drawn a sketch of it.
I'm really odd darlings :)

Lastly, let us look at mon horoscope.
"You're intelligent, sweet and creative. You have a kind of presence people notice from blocks away. No wonder everyone you pass on the street experiences whiplash. You're an unstoppable force to be reckoned with."
Yayy:)
I like what it said :)

Are you feeling the whiplash?
Haa :P

Have a lovely eveing everyone, and I will be posting tomorrow :)
In the meantime, enjoy the MARCH-NESS.

Victoria Adora xxxx







Mondays? Seriously? No.

Labels: - Monday, 22 February 2010


You are standing in front of a crowd.
You can hear no sounds; you have blanked them out completely.
No silent murmur from the spectators, no familiar sounds to comfort you.
Just silence.
The only thing you can hear are the rapid heartbeats, pounding loudly in your chest.
You clench your fists. Tightly hold the paper in between your palms, while pulling at your top out of nervousness.

I experienced the above situation today. Pleasant may you ask? No, not really.
But I thought I'd mention it, see if any of you have been in a similar situation.
It was a very busy day today.
Despite my bag ripping in the middle of a corridor, with the contents tumbling out and scattering over the floor, today was quite an eventful day.
Despite my theory of "typically long, stupid uneventful Mondays", I must admit that here, I proved myself wrong. It was an eventful Monday for once.
The beginning of a beautiful, interesting week.
Or so I hope.

An expression I tend to use is... "Keep the shark at bay". I will not go into detail of explaining this. It is rather complicated.
You are probably wondering by now, then "why does she even bother mentioning it?"
Well, there I go, contradicting myself.
As usual.

I have come to the interesting conclusion that some of my friends are mad. Not saying that I am not, but anyway.
Well, one especially.
She knows who she is. She is best known as a cactus, and if you have read my previous posts you will know why.
So, today she decided to attach this huge file of notes, to help me "study". Not like I want to.
I'm the kind of person that writing endless pages of scribbles does not help me in any way.
A prefer reading it instead.
In any case, this huge attachment was.... impressive.
I can't believe someone spends some much time on something that although is so important, is not always appreciated by everyone.
So, to you cactus, a mega thanks and a wow. I will be telling you tomorrow.

So, my sister finally showed some interest in my blog.
Zoe, that is. She seems very excited about it. And I am proud, even though I am only a year older than her.
Just felt like mentioning that too. Showing her some respect even though she is in the same house with me at the moment.
Oh deary me, what has the world come to?

I realized that March the 1st is edging closer and closer by the minute.
It is not taking baby steps, creeping up behind February's back, instead, it is speeding on a motorway towards us.
Spring is on its way, and so is the good weather hopefully.
I'm sick of wearing all these layers. They way me down.
I wish I could just slap all these layers, but that would end up in me slapping myself, which wouldn't be very clever at all, would it now?
No, I think not.
I really need to tone down these odd tendencies of mine.

Do you know what is pure bliss?
Well, we firstly know that the law of my blog is the following - "Ben&Jerry's is a lovely mix of delicious magic."
That is a law.
Follow it if you like. I mean, you don't have to obviously. I would never force you.
I'm just urging you to pop into the local co-op, and buy some magic!
Continuing...

The pure bliss for me today, are magazines.
The texture of them, the glossy covers, the way your fingers tenderly flip the pages, one by one, savouring the crispy-ness of each new page.
The way the words flow, in endless articles, and the way they make you want to buy things, own things, have things.
Not that this last point is potentially good. It makes people materialistic- relying on objects only.
Which is a shame really. In my opinion that is.

Yesterday, I took a stroll into the centre of town.
Not that I live in a town. I just think that taking a stroll in a "town" is better sounding than a stroll in a "city".
You probably don't understand this.
I don't always understand my own thinking process either.
It is due to my cloud brain, as usual.

You are probably wondering by now, why I keep referring to my brain as a "cloud".
Well, this is to do with many complex reasons.
For example, imagine you are standing in a field. Clouds, fluffy ones, are surrounding you, and the view is misty, so your view is limited.
I know this is not a good metaphor, and it is not a valid personification for my brain either.
All I am trying to say, is that my point is that my brain is cloudy at times; you never know what is going on in there.
It is because my mind has a mind of its own.
Failing attempt of making a humorous joke there.
Let's just scan over than. Of no importance whatsoever.

Right now, I am in my "I really want to..." mood.
For example, at the moment, I really really want to go stand in a field, and go blackberry picking.
I used to when I was six years old. But this urgent want is probably due to the fact that I'm reading a poem about blackberries as we speak. Figures, doesn't it?
I also want to sit on the battered floorboards of a porch (there I go, sitting on the floor again), located in a teeny town of South Carolina, watching the golden sun set on the horizon, while sipping on freshly squeezed lemonade and carelessly strumming a guitar.
Why can't the summer hurry up and arrive already????

No Vi, no.
You see, I have to try and control my impatience once in a while.
It is like I am holding an hourglass, and constantly shaking it, in order to speed up time.
Like that is going to get this summer any closer.. Ha. I am mistaken.
The hourglass you see, is very delicate, made of the most fragile glass, and due to my impatience, I drop the hourglass. It breaks. Shatters.
Fragments of are now shining on the russet planks, as the rays of sun glint.
By now, the sand of the hourglass is now also scattered on the floorboards.
Sand. Sea...
Here we go again. That is a song actually.
I think you must be enjoying this once again, failing attempt of a metaphor.
Oh, I'll get the hang of it one day.
That day may take some time to arrive though.
Doesn't matter. Practise make perfect they always say.

I am sitting at the kitchen table at the moment.
The bulb above my head is bothering me; it is making this low buzzing noise- similar to the hum of the fridge. It is also due to the fact that it is very dim.
That needs to be changed. Must make a mental reminder of that.

However, there is something on the other side of the kitchen, which is looking at me.
Not looking; staring. Staring intently.
I try to ignore this, but I cannot.
What is staring at me? The banana cake, which is gently laying on a platter, ready to be consumed.
Oh, Zoe, why did you have to make it? See what you do to your poor, lonely sister?
You're making her indulge on unneeded meals.
Blah. Why not.
Its a Monday today.
Right?
Right.

I hope you immensely enjoyed my long, long post, but I just noticed something very odd.
Very odd indeed.
My kettle, which I cherish, has a dent in it. A dent. A dent!
My tea? What is going to happen with my tea?
I better be going now, before I start freaking out on you.
Mondays make me act weird.
That is my conclusion of the day.

Ta Ta,
and have a great eventful Monday evening,

The Victoriaaa xxxxxx

p.s. do you like my door/window.? :P It reminds me of summer :)
Night!

.Bittersweet.

Labels: - Saturday, 20 February 2010

There is a huge difference between doing what you want to do, and doing what you should do.

That is something that although I already knew, I only payed attention to today.
My cloud brain decided to function for once.
I decided to get my priorities right, even though I didn't want to. I just had to.

However, what didn't decide to function initially was my hair. Have you ever noticed that sometimes, your hair has a mind of its own?
Well, I have surely noticed that.
I know this is a subject of minor importance, but I felt that urgent need to mention it.

What I despise is having work left undone.
I was generally in a bad mood today- and I was definitely not in the right state of mind to get serious and open my books.
As usual, they were sitting on the table gathering dust.
One more thing to look forward to tomorrow.
In any case, this bad mood decided to linger in the air around me; I wanted to slap it. Except that I couldn't see it. It was invisible.

I got stuck in the lift today. Quite amusing actually.
The woman next to me was panicking completely. I don't blame her. There were too many of us crammed altogether in there.
At least we got out.
I tend to avoid lifts if I can. This is due to an experience I had. I was with a friend of mine in her apartment building, and as we were in the lift, we pressed the wrong button- to the underground basement.
All I can say is that it was dark. clammy. scary. eerie.
Freaked.me.out.
I'm getting over it though. It is just me being paranoid as usual..

It is sad that it is Sunday tomorrow.
I guess I tend to get the Sunday blues.
That feeling you get in the evening, when you know that Monday is approaching; closer and closer; with teeny steps; knocking at your door; reminding you of the new week to come.
Well, you never know, this week may be fantastic. Fabulous.
I wish that it is for all of you too, by the way.

In the meantime, I did not fail with my dinner last night.
I didn't even burn the house down!
Turns out that my skills are getting better. Or that luck is on my side.
Hmm, hopefully it is :)

So what have u all been up to?
I sometimes feel I talk about my self a wee bit too much. (I sound Scottish in this sentence. Odd that is. Moving on....).
So, tell me about you guys.
If you want obviously.
I'm not forcing you.

Why am I always contradicting myself?
Hmm, that is another thing to find out.

I'm tapping my fingers on the edge of my laptop now.
I'm feeling restless.
Ughh it is the clocks again..They're doing this to meeee.
I'm having the mad hatter syndrome again.
Blah.
By the way, did you know that "dammit im mad" is the same spelt backwards!?
It was mindblowing when I found out. I had to repeat it in my head a few times before I actually realized that I must of looking extremely stupid at the time.
Oh well. :P

To end tonight's post, I am going to ask some random "why" questions.
Because...., I am in the odd mood for doing so.
And I don't mean the typical, "why is the sky blue" questions.
Apparently it is to do with space. Or I'm getting my facts wrong.
In any case, I am going to not ponder any longer, and I am going to ask Google.
So, why is abbreviated such a long word?
Why does something have to go wrong when it was perfect?
Why is it sometimes so complicated?

I'd continue with all these "whys?" but I think I'm boring you.
And I don't want to.
But, my eyes are drooping as we speak.
I think I need to sleep.
Or to definitely have some coffee at least.

I will be posting as usual tomorrow :)
And the picture of the day, is a carousel. Located near Covent Garden at Christmas.
I just had to snap a pic!

Ta Ta for noww!
Have a lovely evening.

Talk to you all demain,
Bisous,

Victoria xxxx

ps. I do not know why I was talking French to you. My mind has a mind of its own.
That doesn't even make sense.
Why?
Time to stop with the whys I think.
Night! :)






.Hello to you too Cupcake.

Labels: - Friday, 19 February 2010

As a sit on the wooden floorboards of my house, I realized that houses are full of little stories.
Your house, my house.
Full of stories. Stories of the past; stories to be told; secrets.
Things that you never have imagined.
Now you are probably wondering why I am sitting on the floorboards. And not on a chair.
Well, some of my habits are.. odd to say the least.
One of these habits is that I prefer to sit on the floor. I do not know why.
I obviously don't sit on a restaurant floor though, for example.
Just, when I'm at home, I like to feel the bare floorboards under my feet, and inspect the dust, which is gently occupying the russet planks.
I draw hearts with the dust.
I need to hoover tomorrow :|

You know, if you think about it, the whole world revolves around secrets.
I have secrets, you have secrets.
Though some people find it hard to keep secrets. Others are like vaults, hard to figure out.
I personally never tell secrets. I'm a keeper.
Oh, that sounds like I'm a goalkeeper.
I never was any good at football. I don't think I'll ever will be either.


I just realized, that last summer, I walked 12km in one day.
I know it is a weird thing for me to say, but I was just reminiscing why I walked that much.
Well, I was taking a trail up Mount Vesuvius.
All was well. Until I saw the slope. It took about 3 hours to get up it& down it altogether.
No wonder I was tired. The sun was blazing. It's not like I didn't know this though when I arrived.
It was Italy. June. Summer. What could I expect?
At least there were all those gelaterias. :)
I like the sound of that word. Gelato. I wonder where that originated from.
I don't want to go up a volcano again. The volcano can peacefully stay where it is.
Although I do believe that volcanoes brood secretively over the cluster of towns&cities surrounding them.
See? Even volcanoes have secrets.

Many people like gardening. My mother does.
Although the climate isn't that great.
I personally, find the mud squishy. And I'm a little insectophobic.
I'm squeamish. That is why a career in medicine will never be good for me.
But, I am mentioning the gardening for a reason.
Today, a friend of mine called me. Let me mention that she has a huge cactus in her garden. We were talking generally about us, and then what does she say? This is what she says.
“God, Vicki, if you haven’t seen my cactus, you haven’t lived your life!”
Okai, it is a cactus. I will see it sometime soon. Don't worry :P

Moving on.
The clocks are changing soon.
Once again, I have a point when saying this.
So, when the time comes round, and the clocks change, I notice that I don't sleep very well.
It affects my sleep. I don't know why, but that is my theory. I must search it.

Also, if you've read my previous posts, you will remember I mentioned hinting.
How I tend to hint stuff to people. Hints.
That most of them don't get.
Well, if you know me, you will know that when I start getting sarcastic, the things I say usually have a hidden meaning to them.
So, I sometimes try hinting stuff to people through songs.
With the lyrics of the songs.
Though I don't think they get it.
I shall make it more clear.

Continuing from my previous post now.
I finished my art.
I was splattered in blue paint mostly- for the sky.
It was a surrealist piece I did. I got a bit carried away.
Anyways, I like how it turned out.
I must take a photo and post it actually.

In the meantime, tonight I am on the hunt for new songs.
I like indie, alternative and pop. But anything is welcome.
So, please recommend some favourites of yours.
My ipod will truly appreciate it. Its been feeling a little lonely lately.

I've got to go now though; it is time to make dinner.
I finally bought a new cookbook today.
What's on the menu tonight?
Chicken&Vegetable risotto, with a hint of spice.
Wish me luck.
I don't want to burn it.
Fire-extinguisher at the ready.
Just joking.

As usual, I have added a photo of mine to wrap up the post.
Its a pic of some deliciously scrumptious cupcakes.
I neeed one.. Of course I do not see one anywhere near me. Hmm.
I'm waiting for you cupcake.
I will find one.

Well, all have a great Friday night, and guess what?
Tomorrow is Saturday!
I adore them.

I will be posting adorious posts tomorrow then. Is that even a word?
Well let it be one!

Ta Ta :)
Guess who.


Victoria :)






Sweet Disposition.

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You know that feeling you get?

When you're sitting at a table, with a bunch of people.
Nobody is talking. The only thing you can hear is the sound of cutlery scraping against a plate. Or pages being turned.
Nervous glances are being exchanged here and there.
And inside your head, there's a little voice, screaming
"Awkward Silence! Awkward Silence."
Yes, I've been in a situation like that.
It was not pleasant. But as I remember it, it seems a little amusing.


It is a Friday today.
You probably know this. It is not like we live somewhere with no sense of time for example. We don't have to look at the moon, or the sun, to tell what day it is.
Gosh, that would be odd though, wouldn't it?
It would be different though.
Very different.

Something which bothers me is.. pressure.
People telling me over and over and over again to do the same thing.
They've said it about 500 times by the time, that I decide to do what they say.
If I actually decide to do what they say.
Of course, I don't actually tell them, how annoyed they've made me feel.
I have a friend, that tells me that I shouldn't keep everything bunched up inside me.
I should tell people how I feel.
But I can't.
It is like I am a bubbling cauldron, that keeps bubbling, or like a volcano, that doesn't explode.
Odd thought that is.
It is just a part of my character.

I woke up this morning, with this gut feeling that something was wrong.
Nothing was actually wrong, as I stepped into the kitchen though.
My feet felt cold against the tiles.
I flicked the kettle on.
My cat was on the sofa, soundly asleep, and the radio was playing gently.
Switch it off. Wait, who had switched it on in the first place?
I looked at the dirty plates in the sink, from last night's Italian meal.
I invited some friends over, my sister was happier.
I'm happy she was happy.

Moving on.
I feel like a picnic.
I remember when I was around 6 or 7, the whole Hayes clan, meaning my parents, my sister&my brother, my grandparents and my cousins would all set off to Brighton when the weather was good.
We'd make jam sandwiches, and lemonade, and sit in the sand, carelessly, watching the sea gulls soar over us.
I wish I could go for a picnic now.

Actually I want to go to a poppy field, and take photos.
My camera is charging at the mo.
And as I look around me, I see no poppy field.
I see a table, and a tv, which is switched off, and my new painting :).
It was on sale, and I had to buy it.
Although carrying it home, on foot, was a little tricky. I worked it out though.

I just can't wait till the summer comes round, and I leave the city bustle.
To just sit in that room, with the salty air tangling my hair is simply heaven.
It is peaceful.
Until the whole Hayes clan arrives. But I love them.

I finished off printing my essays today.
As I look at them, I feel relieved that I actually got them done.
4,067 words on fours sheets of paper.
Now, that is a huge babble.
It is.

Can I ask you a question?
This maybe happens to some of you?
What happens with my cloud brain, is that when I'm not thinking of something in particular, and everything is silent around me, a song suddenly pops into my head.
Any song, and the lyrics are running through me, from ear to ear.
I really want to learn the electric guitar.
I realize how I want to do a lot of things actually.

I need to do something.
I'm bored.
What could I do?
I could make a smoothie.
I could hoover the floor. Wow. Great fun.
Or, I could finish off my art assignment.
Yes, better get that done.
I shall.

You know, yesterday, I decided to search my name on Google.
Actually, I'm not always called Victoria.
My friends tend to call me shorter versions.
Personally I prefer Vicki.
If course, I tend to be called Vii by certain significant others.
I sometimes am called biscuitto by my Italian friend.
Oh, they know who they are.
I don't understand why I'm called a biscuit, but anyway.
But you can call me Victoria, Vicki or Viii. I don't mind. They're all me :)

Oh, the world is being the Mad Hatter as usual.
Am I in the rabbit hole. No?
No.
I found my way out of the rabbit hole.
That sounds odd.
I am now in the mood for reading.
I need to finish that book, and to paint a blank canvas.
I'm guessing I'll be splattered in paint by the end of this.
Oh well :)

I'll posting later.
In the meantime, have a wonderful morning :D

The babbling,
Victoria
Vicki
Vii
biscuitto :)
xxx

p.s. The picture is of my mirror, which adorns my hallway. Tell me what you think. I found it last year in an outdoor market. I love it. :)


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