From Black Hair To Blonde In Under One Week… ;]

Hey everyone!

Bloooonde!

Bloooonde!

Yep… I dyed my hair blonde! Firstly: Boxes LIE! Just thought I’d get that out there… You know with the little ‘If your hair is this colour, it’ll magically turn to this’ bit? Yeah… LIES! LIES, I tell you!!

I didn’t believe any of the people on the internet replying to ‘Going From Black Hair To Blonde’ question posts with ‘Your hair will fall out!’… So I asked my mom to do it and just hoped that the people saying my hair would turn to orange were wrong as well…

Well the latter wasn’t wrong :/… My mom bought a bleaching kit and a blonde hair dye for me on Saturday. We put the bleacher in, not thinking about my already, blonde grown roots and just putting the bleach ALL over… Yeah! Major blonde moment 0.O…

As I was eagerly watching and impatiently waiting for the time to be up, my hair was turning orange… and the roots turning WHITE… No. No, no! I was hoping the problem would be magically solved when we rinced the dye out… It wasn’t! My sister, being the helpful person that she is, was standing behind me, giggling uncontrollably and taking pictures of the accident with MY mobile! My mom had exclaimed an ‘Oh my God Bianca!’ and since then had joined Venetia’s giggling.

I stood up, looking in the mirror and whether it was nervousness or actual entertainment at the state of my hair… I laughed… Every time I passed by a mirror, I couldn’t stop laughing… I don’t know what I was expecting but it certainly wasn’t that! So, that same night, we put the blonde dye in, waiting again and rinsed… Not much of a change from the carrot head, I had recently become.

On Sunday we could do nothing because all of the shops were closed but it was a good excuse for my hair to rest, seeing as you’re recommended to wait four to eight weeks before re-dying. I did not have that long. On Monday, I stayed at home and my mom went to the shops and bought another bleach. This only made my orangutan-look lighter.

On Tuesday, we dyed my hair again… But I really think we should of bleached instead. The dying, didn’t really do anything! Although the hair colour was a little less ‘in your face’.

Although on Wednesday, I didn’t go out to the skatepark, as I usually do, with Venetia because of the madness of my hair.

On Thursday, my mom went back to the little store that she had been running back and forth to all week and bought, even more bleach… but for herself aswell. After we had used this bleach, both of us had bright yellow hair now. By now you’d think I would be as bald as a rock without moss… but my hair was still strong and after the latest killer chemicals, actually looking lovely and glossy!

So back to the store we reluctantly went… It must of been such a funny sight, two people with banana hair trying to find a solution to the problem, staring at the many hair dying boxes. Eventually we chose another bleach with blue in it, apparently this would take away the yellow-ness. It did actually help a lot and with one more hair dying to an ash blonde. My hair was finally presentable again!

My hair had a much needed trim and afterwards, my mom had this idea to smother olive oil all over it and leave it in for the day and the  night. This did wonders to restore the softness back to my locks. During the whole process above I slept with conditioner in my hair a couple of times and by Friday night I was back to drying and straightening.

There was an awesome concert in town that night and the ice-rink opened the next day so, it was a rush to have my hair back to normal :D .

For some reason, my fringe and the ends of my hair were a darker blonde than the very light rest but over the past month or so it’s blended in more and looks good :D ! My mom has vowed to never dye my hair again and now my natural hair colour is growing out but it isn’t as noticable as when it grew out to the black hair, so all is good :) !

Everyone was shocked at the sudden change and I’m pretty sure I’m never going to go back to black because that was just… all very complicated. 0.O :P

At least I’m making my mistakes now!

If you are going to bleach or dye your hair, I suggest Garnier – It doesn’t burn whatsoever! Usually we use L’Oreal which is paaaiiinful! So when my mom asked me if my scalp was burning and I calmly replied ‘Nope.’ she thought I had lost all senses because of the excessive dying.

I’ve also stopped being such a scissor-maniac! I’ve decided to let my hair grow now because I’m so envious of Venetia’s :P . And if I do dye my hair again, it will only be back to my natural colour… I’ve been lovingly looking at the photos of way back before April when my hair was as natural as Gizmo’s curls [I couldn't think of any other reference 0.O...] and am now pretty much in love with that colour :P . So, I’ve just gone around in an almost circle -.-’ . But I have learnt my lesson! ^.^

If you want to read about my red and black hair dying – Go hair! [Hahahaha! :P ] : Hair Grows Back!

Oh! I’m always making half-sensed puns, I get that from my dad ;P. And speaking of puns! I received the loveliest card in the post yesterday from my mom! We live in the same house but my parents rock :P . Ok! So the front has a little cartoon owl on it with a heart and says: ‘Whoo’ll Always Love You?’ And on the inside it reads: ‘Owl Always Love You!’!

Hahahahahaha! I’ve been telling everyone, I just love it! :P

Anyway, I’m going to leave you now and hopefully will hear from you soon!

~ Bianca :]

Everything Changes With Time.

emooDeath has come, choosing the unlucky some,
As they give up their last breath, no longer clutching to life,
Freedom only for a second, they tumble towards the ground,
Hitting hard against the earth, but not even making a sound,
As I step into the grey light, the cold tickles my skin,
I try as I might, to turn and go back, to the warmth within,
But I am pulled further away, drawn by the hushed chaos,
Shivers crawling up my spine, fearsome feelings of being lost,
In the distance I hear a rustle, the faint whispers of the dying,
The wind is howling, the earth sighing,
My bare feet do not flinch as they walk upon the bones of the fallen bodies,
They crush with a gut-wrenching crunch as they willingly turn to dust,
But the end in not evitable, it is something that will come as it must,
Like a raging fire, upon the ground,
So many colours burn, copper, gold,  auburn and brown,
Yes, autumn has come, taking the restless some.

By Bianca Cassandra P.

I flew so very high and landed… landed so very hard…

Hey :) ,
I know, it’s been a while…
I’m reading a book at the moment, it’s really drawn me into it, it’s the sequel to Inkheart by Cornelia Funke, Inkspell. At the beginning of every chapter there’s a little piece from somewhere else, a short poem, an excerpt from a different book or even a proverb. The latter is what gave me a sudden urge to write a blog:
The strongest memory is weaker than the palest ink.
Chinese proverb, Die Weisse und die Schwarze Kunst
I really have to spend some time in the future reading some of my older blogs, to revive the long forgotten memories dating all the way back to Sunday, July 8, 2007 :P . No but seriously, in 15 years time, I reckon these little posts will be wonderful to read back on and in a much longer time, my children to read back on, haha :P . That’s a funny thought 0.O!
Now I shall tell you about the crazy man on the bus :D ! Haha!
Venetia and I wanted to get to the ice-rink early on Saturday so that we would have plenty of skating time, of course I only woke up at midday, rolled around on my bed between five minute dozes, for a good half hour before finally convincing myself that I would the moment would eventually come when I would have to get up and that moment should be now rather than later…
Reluctantly, as I do every morning, I tugged on the taut mosquito net surrounding my bed until it came loose and lightly lay around my pillows. It’s not really necessary anymore since I haven’t seen a single mosquito in a while now but last night there was an alien XXXXXXXXXXX in my bedroom so just to be safe from any other lurking creepy crawlies, I tucked it in all around the edges of my bed, so that I was in a little tent like thing, my stylish mozzie net is like my security blanket :P .
I dragged myself up, looking like a neanderthal woman, let Gizmo outside, squinted against the blinding sunshine and plonked myself down upon the warmth of the patio. Apparently 4 minutes of sunlight to the retina of your eye is supposed to completely kill that sleepy stage and you should be fully awake…
Once I felt revived, I went to wake Venetia, bumping into several walls and doors on the way. I glanced into the kitchen and already an hour had gone past, I don’t know where it had gone but it wasn’t there anymore, so instead of the calm way I usually wake Venetia, telling her that it’s time to wake up and offering her a cup of coffee, still blind from the contrasting between sunlight and dakness, I stumbled into her room and loudly announced ‘Venetia!! I don’t know how… but it’s already half past one!!! I’m going to go shower!’.
Venetia checked the bus timetables and soon we were ready and rushing out the door, powerwalking up the hill and breathing heavily. We got to the bus stop, over-heated and needing to sit down. We sat across the road, on the ground, under the shade of several trees. We were sitting there for about five minutes before looking at the time and commenting on how the bus must be late. Venetia walked across the road, looked at the table and came back… She’d looked at the wrong bus times and we had another twenty minutes to go before the our one came, so we sat down on the ground and waited.
Midway the journey is in town but for some unknown and extremely annoying reason, the bus driver just sits at the main stop for a little more than a quarter of an hour. It’s the most frustrating thing ever! Finally we were on the move again but at the next stop a man with a black labrador dog

Hey :) ,

I know, it’s been a while…

I’m reading a book at the moment, it’s really drawn me into it, it’s the sequel to Inkheart by Cornelia Funke, Inkspell. At the beginning of every chapter there’s a little piece from somewhere else, a short poem, an excerpt from a different book or even a proverb. The latter is what gave me a sudden urge to write a blog:

The strongest memory is weaker than the palest ink.
Chinese proverb, Die Weisse und die Schwarze Kunst

I really have to spend some time in the future reading some of my older blogs, to revive the long forgotten memories dating all the way back to Sunday, July 8, 2007 :P . No but seriously, in 15 years time, I reckon these little posts will be wonderful to read back on and in a much longer time, my children to read back on, haha :P . That’s a funny thought 0.O!

Now I shall tell you about the crazy man on the bus :D ! Haha!

Venetia and I wanted to get to the ice-rink early on Saturday so that we would have plenty of skating time, of course I only woke up at midday, rolled around on my bed between five minute dozes, for a good half hour before finally convincing myself that I would the moment would eventually come when I would have to get up and that moment should be now rather than later…

Reluctantly, as I do every morning, I tugged on the taut mosquito net surrounding my bed until it came loose and lightly lay around my pillows. It’s not really necessary anymore since I haven’t seen a single mosquito in a while now but last night there was an alien [No! Not a real alien :/... Go read this blog if you don't know what I'm referring to :P ! --> There’s an ALIEN in my tea-cup! ] in my bedroom so just to be safe from any other lurking creepy crawlies, I tucked it in all around the edges of my bed, so that I was in a little tent like thing, my stylish mozzie net is like my security blanket :P .

I dragged myself up, looking like a neanderthal woman, let Gizmo outside, squinted against the blinding sunshine and plonked myself down upon the warmth of the patio. Apparently 4 minutes of sunlight to the retina of your eye is supposed to completely kill that sleepy stage and you should be fully awake…

Once I felt revived, I went to wake Venetia, bumping into several walls and doors on the way. I glanced into the kitchen and already an hour had gone past, I don’t know where it had gone but it wasn’t there anymore, so instead of the calm way I usually wake Venetia, telling her that it’s time to wake up and offering her a cup of coffee, still blind from the contrasting between sunlight and dakness, I stumbled into her room and loudly announced ‘Venetia!! I don’t know how… but it’s already half past one!!! I’m going to go shower!’.

Venetia checked the bus timetables and soon we were ready and rushing out the door, powerwalking up the hill and breathing heavily. We got to the bus stop, over-heated and needing to sit down. We sat across the road, on the ground, under the shade of several trees. We were sitting there for about five minutes before looking at the time and commenting on how the bus must be late. Venetia walked across the road, looked at the table and came back… She’d looked at the wrong bus times and we had another twenty minutes to go before the our one came, so we sat down on the ground and waited.

Midway the journey is in town but for some unknown and extremely annoying reason, the bus driver just sits at the main stop for a little more than a quarter of an hour. It’s the most frustrating thing ever! Finally we were on the move again but at the next stop a man with a black labrador dog hopped on… and so it began!

He was rattling off for a while in French about how it was an urgency that he got somewhere with his dog NOW and the bus driver just kept telling him how dogs were simply not allowed on the bus. Then the guy would turn around to the bus load of people and ask us all if we minded. Eventually he got annoyed with the bus driver and rose his voice using insults etc… Then he would turn to us all again, smile and calmly apologise. This had the bus in fits of laughter, it was so funny!

The bus driver had resorted to calling in the inspector for back up, but now the man with his dog was pulling his shirt right up and, as far as my French could tell me, was showing he wasn’t a terrorist so didn’t understand the bus driver’s problem. The inspector quickly arrived so the guy and his dog stepped off the bus, started going on at him and Venetia just kept saying ‘Close the doors, close the doors’ to herself but the bus driver didn’t and as you can imagine, the dude came stepped back on, had one last rant at the driver turned to all of us smiled and apologised once more, got off and as we were driving away the last thing we saw was the funny guy, he had his eyes and mouth wide open, almost like a ’scream’ mask yelling ‘MWAAAAA!’ in the face of the inspector… This was when everyone on the bus burst into uncontrollable laughter… The entertainment was really worth being late :P .

After all of the afternoon’s excitement, an hour and twenty minutes after we’d left the house… We FINALLY arrived at the ice-rink :P .

Afterwards we went to the skatepark, I got hit by a bike and flew… I flew so very high and landed… landed so very hard…

You see I was running forwards, looking backwards and as everyone can imagine… This is not a good thing to do in a skatepark where bikes are zooming in all directions… I’m not sure how the bike hit me but suddenly I was laughing, in pain and lying across the wheel of a fallen bicycle :/… The rider, several meters away… I guess he flew too O.o .

I came home, jeans ripped and leg throbbing… the bruises don’t actually look as bad as you might imagine. They actually look like the bruises on an old, squishy banana and they’re only REALLY sore if you poke them, so all is well :) !

Also! I’m back to blonde :) . I’ll write about it in the next post xD!

Hoping to hear from you guys soon!

Bianca :]

Past-me wouldn’t have written to future-me which is now present-me to remind me about the happenings of my foot…

Hey!

I have a problem. Some people won’t think it’s a problem but to some extent it is. I’ve always had a tendancy to make lists, I can’t even think back to a time when I didn’t do it. Whether it was for items of clothing to pack before going on a holiday, what I have to do in the morning before I leave the house, things that pop into my head as I’m slowly drifting into a deep sleep that must be written down so I don’t forget to ‘Google’ them in the morning. Some of my lists are already engraved into my brain, the things I repeat day after day.

My day usually starts by the unbelievably loud and annoyingly happy tune my mobile alarm plays. I give myself no mercy, placing it on the other side of the room each night so that I am forced to jump out of bed, navigate my way out of the mosquito net and stumble over to the buzzing light which has just disturbed me from the dream that I have already forgotten.

By the time I get there, I kid myself in believing, I should be fully awake… However it’s always so easy to climb back into bed  and fall asleep again with the silenced mobile phone in my hand. When I finally realise that I’ve lost half and hour *cough* to an hour *cough* [the coughing doesn't seem to disguise it as well as in speaking :/] and fallen into a slumber, it’s much easier to be wide awake now.

Sitting ontop of the duvet and folding the light sheet I had slept under, the morning list pops into my head and I get into action. If I am the first awake, I get up, I make my bed and open all of the shutters and let Gizmo out. Then I’ll make coffee for everyone, tidy what needs to be tidied in the kitchen and feed Gizmo and Gadget. Having a list makes it happen much faster.

My lists are just simple reminders but there comes a time once in a while, that I take so much longer than I had anticipated to come back to the list and I seem to have forgotten what the text was on about. For instance, after I finish a blog post, I make a list of possible stories that I can write for next time and save it as a draft so I can come back to it later – I was so flustered once when I actually published my list and had to get it off the site… It was funny afterwards.

Anyway, so I clicked onto ‘Posts’ and clicked into the draft which I had saved almost a  whole month ago, so you can see why I wouldn’t understand the simple words ‘My foot’ in the least…

This is why lists are actually a problem. Of course, you wouldn’t have heard of the famous foot story because past-me wouldn’t have written to future-me which is now present-me to remind me about the happenings of my foot… but then again I wouldn’t be sitting here being really frustrated by trying to figure it out… I will eventually though!

However my lists will never stop, the constant babbling of rushed writting on a torn piece of paper will always be found around the house or the endless amounts of word documents that I’ve saved with forgotten to-do’s will always be wasting my laptop’s memory. I realised this as I just added another adventure to be written about onto my list, the reminder titled as ‘Those freaky dudes’… I guess I’ll just have to start making my lists more detailed ;) .

By the way… I still haven’t got my music back from Venetia’s computer… I told you it would be a while :P .

Anyway, hoping to hear from you guys soon!

- Bianca :]

Now if that isn’t entertainment, I don’t know what is! Oh! Oh! Actually I do!

Hey you guys!

Last weekend was the best ever! On Saturday my parents took my sister and I to Montpellier – It’s like the most incredible place… ever! It’s just so HUGE, I imagine that’s what it feels like to be in *insert glorious background sounds and a cool, easy voice* America *the word sofly glows in mid-air as stars twinkle around it* … So now I want to move to *do the same thing all over again* America :D … or Australia. You know, where ever the sun shines… and stuff :D .

So yes, Montpellier! We had decided to go to The Mare Nostrum Aquarium there, so when we arrived at the parking lot we just went straight in. That place is… where dreams are made :O! I just fell in love! You walk through seaweed into this dark room and suddenly jellyfish are upon you… or at least in front of you. I couldn’t say I’d ever seen a jellyfish in my whole entire life until that moment. It was all just so magical! The soft blue glow, the way they delicately propelled themselves through the water… Amazing!

Ooooh! I’m going to make this blog REALLY Fun, Funky and Fact-Filled! You’re brain isn’t Fatigued! It’s Famished and Feels like Familiarsing itself with Far-out Facts! If you can Follow along with my Fairly odd ramblings, you will Feel Fabulously Fantastic and won’t Fail or make any Faux-pas (if you ever have a test on random Facts :/) because these Facts aren’t Far-Fetched or Fabricated From F-nothing (I couldn’t find a word that started with F meaning ‘nothing’, so that’ll have to do :P )! Finally – don’t Fear or be Flustered, let’s no longer Falter!

You guys have no idea how long that took -.- :P .

Did you know – Jellyfish are made up of 90% water and they don’t even have a brain :O! Amazing! :O

Woah! Venetia just brought me the yummiest cold summer salad that she’s made! As far as I can tell the ingredients are: Rice, sweetcorn, tomoto, olives, avocado, spring onion and red pepper… Mmm healthy AND yummy!

Anyway! Yes, at the aquarium the array of fish was just incredible and the layout was lovely! Everywhere you turned there was something interesting… Even penguins!! And when you go down a level from where the penguins are, you get to watch them swimming! Now if that isn’t entertainment, I don’t know what is :O!

Oh! Oh! Actually I do! There was a this ship section where there’s a giant screen and a voiceover and it’s a lovely day that turns into a storm and the whole room/boat starts shaking and water is gushing up over the windows and it’s just brilliant! Like seriously real :O.

My favourite section in the whole place though, would have to be the largest aquarium, it was just like what I’d imagine being under the ocean is like… Except much more dry and a lot safer :P . Several different spieces of sharks, including a saw nose shark, were proudly moving around the enclosure, sting rays, hundreds of fish in schools and… a bunch of other things… I can’t really name them because I was too busy fixating on a jaw full of teeth on one of the sharks to watch anything else :P . The scene was just incredible. I loved it!

After spending three or so enchanted hours wandering about we stopped for a sit-down break at the bar type thing and I had the BEST vanilla, chocolate, pecan ice-cream sundae… Oh my word, YUMMY!

We wandered around for a while longer until finally coming to the exit, entering back into the awesome world, that is Monpellier!

I gazed around, lost in awe, at the spacious Hollywood type setting. Bowling, indoor cart racing, lazer tag! And then *plays music that you hear in romantic movies, when the two people who are in love finally reunite and slow-motion run through a high grass daisy field to embrace eachother* Subway! I miss Subway, I’ve never seen it in France except for there… Mmmm Subway salads *drools*.

Anyway after walking around for a little bit longer and cooling down with a sour-apple slush puppy we lazily walked back to the car and quickly got the air-conditioning on. Drove around Montpellier for a while, went to the beach front which was a little too built up for my liking and then decided to hit the road back home. It had been a very awesome day ^.^!

I’m going to leave it at that! Sorry, I just read over my blog, realised I said I’d make it fact-filled and only really put 2 facts in there but it’s 32 degrees and my laptop -and I – are overheating, so it will have to do. Hoping to hear from you guys soon!

Bianca :]

The Sims 3 <— Most exciting title ever :/

Hey again!

Whaaat?! ANOTHER blog post in the SAME day! What’s that all about?! :O
… I am bored.

This is the next post and as I said last time -I would upload pictures but I can’t right now because… well I’ll tell you why in the next post :P .

It all started with the joy of new life… The Sims 3. JOY?! Pffft! We were downloading it onto my computer, got distracted by watching a movie, forgot that it was still downloading, my computer went to sleep and therefore never finished the installation… I came back, turned my computer on, tried out The Sims but it wouldn’t load so had to uninstall it and redownload it. After all of that hassle, there were a million other problems and eventually my game driver card thing was accidently deleted from my computer entirely…

Now the downloads of the game driver kept telling me that they couldn’t install, eventually we got it back after much frustration though. And yet The Sims 3 continued to crash. So I spent a whole day backing up – mainly because of my manic collection of music… I love music. I just love it so much. It’s the best. – and restored my computer back to factory settings… Fun -.-.

I still have to get all of my personal things back onto my laptop from my sister’s computer though – and she’s constantly stuck to her screen so it could be a while before I’ll get my pictures and my beloved music back but Deezer.com (Blatent advertising and yet I’m not even getting paid  -.- :P ) is doing the job right now for the latter.

Last weekend definately tops all other weekends that I’ve had in a while – it was the perfect mixture of everything! I think I’ll have to tell you about it next time though because I have lots of work to be doing, that was supposed to be already done but I ‘failed’ to remember to do it and therefore it is still there, waiting to be done. I like that these blog posts aren’t too long!

Anyway, hoping to hear from you guys soon!

Bianca :]

People will think it’s inappropriate and just plain weird…

Hellooo out there,

I have so much news but I don’t know where to start seeing that it’s been such a long time that I last wrote… Something is wrong with my wordpress, as you can see in the post below this one, my font doesn’t seem to want to be nice to me and just do the thing I want it to do -.-, oh well.

Anyway, I got my hair cut – I figured that I’m only going to be a teenager once so I may as well be crazy and not care now. Not that I’m a hooligan or anything! I just mean looks wise. I’m hardly going to be able to dye my hair a million colours when I’m an adult… because people will think it’s inappropriate and just plain weird… But doing it as a teenager is somewhat different… Ok, most people will still think it’s inappropriate and just plain weird but at least I’m a teenager… therefore it shouldn’t bother me! But I do restrain myself from going completely wild…

That was a very drawn out way of saying that I’ve been experimenting with my hair recently. When I was little I had a really cute, little fringe but Venetia had taken the time out, away from scissors, to grow her fringe out. I was so envious and all I wanted was that no-fringe look. I revisited the past by getting my fringe back and now I want to grow it out again -.-… See, at least I’m experimenting these things now instead of making mistakes later! I actually love it but it’s a pain having to straighten it everytime I go out :P .

Remember when I dyed my hair black?… Well it lightened so much and it ‘accidently’ became a funny light brown colour… so last week… I dyed it back to black! It goes brilliantly with the fringe actually! xD And now I can go back to putting fun colours in my hair again. Woo hoo!

I’m going to make this post short, so that your time doesn’t feel too wasted when you come to the end of this blog post and you realise the whole thing was only about my hair :/. I would upload pictures but I can’t right now because… well I’ll tell you why in the next post :P .

Hoping to hear from you guys soon!

Bianca :]

The World’s Most Awesome Home-Made Cake In The History Of All Awesome Cakes!

Hellooo people out there :) !

I never wrote about this and seeing as I had intended to I shall just write about it now… Even if it was over a month ago…

Venetia and I (And by “and I” I mean… mostly Venetia) baked The World’s Most Awesome Home-Made Cake

In The History Of All Awesome Cakes for our mom’s birthday which was on the first of April. It was absolutely incredible! The most part of it was spent decorating and wow… Once we were finally finished I was just speechless… So here’s the pictures!

Caterpillar Cake

Caterpillar Cake

Cake

Cake
For anybody who wants to bake a cake like this, simply make a chocolate cake mixture and bake it in a rectangular tin (for banana bread), carefully round off the edges with a knife and then just get creative with whatever is colourful (and edible :/) in your cupboards! I think we may have gone slightly overboard but it tasted sooo good!

And for decoration, we had little flowers made out of a gloop of coloured butter icing with a smartie in the middle… Unsurprisingly these weren’t favourited but they looked pretty ^.^!

On other topics.. Gadget killed a bird :/… It was horrible! The first time he ever brought any little “presents” home for us I was racing down the stairs of the basement…

Suddenly this… this… thing sprawled across the carpet at the bottom of the steep stairway came into view as I rounded the corner but because I was going at such speeds I could hardly stop at the bottom of the

steps and I DID NOT want to land in that … unidentified something so I jumped.

And then came the squealing and girl-ish cries of “GADGET HAS KILLED SOMETHING! THERE’S A HALF-EATEN SOMETHING DOWN HEREEEE!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!”. Covering my face with both hands and silently whimpering for the dead creature I waiting for my mom to come downstairs…

Gadget is a murderer…

There were several other inciddents of these types and the worst one was truely the worst… I heard Gadget’s bell that hangs around his neck so the birds have more of a chance of noticing him jingling madly in the basement and just knew. I whipped the door open to find my very own kitty, jump back startled from this intrusion as he was silencing his prey but looking up at me with the most angelic kitty-puppy-dog eyes in the world… I screamed for my mom.

Two of Gadget’s cat friends were still hanging around by the windowsill… The bird was still alive when we got to him. He was so tiny and as my mom cradled him in the warmth of her hands, he was looking up at me and his eye was blinking… It was BLINKING… like a person! My mom chased the cats away and set the defenseless bird to rest outside under a bush. I cried.

Now I’m upset again -.-! Although a shrew caught by Gadget got away ^.^! Anyway, it’s an absolutely stunning day and I need to go soak up the sun a bit… I’m going to the beach tomorrow and my legs will be

blinding if I don’t start tanning now!

Hoping to hear from you guys soon!

- Bianca =]

As I uncovered my shoes… THE HORROR!!!

Hey people!

So on the 1st of April it was April Fools but that also happens to be my mom’s birthday! I’ve never been good with pulling pranks except the usual ones… but those weren’t for April Fools… Just simply being the annoying little sister! That was in my younger days though :P … Putting lego blocks on the top of the door and cream on the door handles… Not very exciting… Anyhow! I didn’t pull any pranks this year o.O…

Venetia did though… and not even for April Fools :( . On Saturday I had taken my ice-skates off and was left standing in my socks with a perplexed expression upon my face… For my shoes were missing from my locker o.O! I confronted the theif and was simply told that it was in one of the lockers… with the usual code. Helpful!

I decided not to care and eventually Venetia said “790″ randomly in a conversation… As I clicked the final button and impatiently waited for the few seconds it took to register, finally it flew open to reveal… My gloves :/… Covering my shoes.

I actually thought it was pretty awesome – like presents in a stocking at Christmas time but as I uncovered my shoes… THE HORROR!!! The… the laces :’(! At first I thought that they’d just been tied together but OH NO! Venetia had taken the time out to completely relace them INTO eachother… It was appauling -.-. However I quickly laced them up – Thanks to how awesome converse are :D – so that they were no longer in their monsterous state!

Today I came across many comments left throughout my blog by an incredibly sweet somebody – Aimee! :) Aimee even wrote about me on her blog so I’d just like to say thank you!!

I created two more stop-motion videos a few days ago – Well took the pictures AGES ago but only refound them and realised how much space they were taking up on my laptop’s memory a few days ago :P .

Here they are!

I’m not an emo, I just think videos tend to get more views if “Emo” is in the title! :P

This is what happens when I’m bored and want to take pictures with my camera ^.^…
I don’t smoke!! Nor do I support it!

Okay guys! I have so much more to write about but shall keep it for another time!

Hoping to hear from you soon!

- Bianca =]

“Anyway other news… Hmmm… Venetia fell on the bus hahahaha!!!”

Hey everyone!

As I said the last time:

“Anyway other news… Hmmm… Venetia fell on the bus hahahaha!!!”. Last week to be precise…

It was the funniest thing ever, I didn’t mean to be evil but I just couldn’t help but laugh… It was alright – when she flopped to the floor, we were almost at the very last bus stop so not THAT many people saw.

She’d hopped up from her seat, didn’t notice a step and “Gadoosh!” – it was like slow motion really, her vain attempts of trying to catch the fall… But simply flying, arms flaying about in front of her until eventually she hit the ground flat on her stomach in the centre of the aisle…

Venetia’s incredible! If it was me, I would of turned as red as a beetroot and gotten off there, away from reality as quickly as possible… Venetia just hopped up, turned around and laughed :P . And everyone else’s faces were just priceless! The woman closest to Venetia was so shocked but trying her best not to laugh and eventually got out the words “Ca va?” before releasing her giggles. It really was funny…

And we’d been giggling since the half way mark of the bus ride because Venetia was mid-sentence and was being very serious when she noticed something that resembled another… something – Blurted it out… LOUDLY and then realised that some words in English are the same thing in French… -.- It was hilarious!

Yes – So this didn’t make our reputation for the bus any better seeing as we’d been holding back fits of laughter the whole ride and then, as if we were volcanos… Amused volcanos, that is… We errupted and all because of the fall… When we finally calmed down, tears were blurring my eyes and my cheeks were killing me! Absolutely worth it though!

Apparently blogs under 300-350 words are the best and readers prefer them… So I will leave it at that even if I have so much more to write about… Something to look forward to I suppose.

Leave me comments and tell me what length you prefer =/!

Hoping to hear from you soon!

- Bianca =]

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