Let's take it all away

So last night I watched, Star Wars episodes I, II, & III with some mates.

Then we watched a ridiculous movie called mist at 3.30am. It was a horror. Well it was a 'Lol'or one of those movies that seems really scary until you see the monster/creature/murderer and you just go LOL! This is so fake! This happened at the point of the movie when a giant tentacle comes under a garage door and starts trying to drag someone off. At that point we were all like. WHAT! This is to ridiculous. Most of us fell asleep rather than watching this ridiculous movie! Which was fair enough as it was 4am, and we'd been watching movies since 6.00!

I'd never realised how much effort it is to watch 3 star wars one after another. Don't miss understand me I Love star wars, I have a star wars duvey and pillow case. Its the time! Each movie is 2 & 1/2hrs long! One after another = Late night. I have to admit I feel asleep for a bit in episode 2, during the epic battle scenes. But after a glass of coke I was ready to watch the next one. (I'm really pathetic on caffine 1 softdrink = 3hrs until I can get to sleep!). I spent the entire movie arguing in my head, getting angry at ObiWan and Anikin. I knew how the movie ended, but I felt myself erging them to do something different so that the could save the universe from the sith!

In episode 2 what if ObiWan Had believed Count Dooku when he told him that the Sith were in the senate and the Jedi council had acted? What if Anikin had been a better Jedi, chosen the code over Padma and then she wouldnt have died! What if Mace Windoo had kept to the code and taken the Grand Counciller prisoner with Anikin? Or Trusted Anikin and let him come along with him as he arrested him? What if Anakin had choosen to spare the younglins? All these what ifs! How there universe would have been different. The difference it would have made to millions.

It got me thinking, what decisions do I make that effect others? What if at one time if I'd said one thing instead of another. It got me thinking or turning points, points in my life where I made a clear decision that could have gone the other way, and what could of happened. Times when I should of acted and didn't. I wish my life was a choose your own adventure book. Where I could go back to certain pages and try again, try to get a different outcome.

Its not, My life is a regular book, blank on the next page and all I can do is draft ideas of my future and keep writing. Keep turning the pages. My life is different from the movie because I have that power to draft. I don't know the ending I can choose some of whats happening right now. I'm not helpless. I have some control over my book. This is exciting! I can influence my own ending! Of course My ending most likely wont cause the universe to fall into the control of a completely evil man, or even any point in my story. I can keep the pages turning and make each chapter more exciting than the last, look after old friends, make new ones and keep writing the book of my life.

4.20am

This morning for no reason at all, I was awoken at 4.20.
I have absolutely no Idea why.
I do remember, or atleast I think I heard, or Perhaps I dreamed or Imagined, someone yelling my name in a intense way. The sort of intencity, that makes you drop what ever you're doing and go running in the direction of the voice.

I was alarmed, I had no idea if this voice was real. I thought it'd been close, but then maybe not. I didnt know what to do, I turned on my light. I did think about texting all my friends to see if everyone was ok, incase it was some sort of psychic/instinct/bond awakening. but decided that a text at 4.30 in the morning would just make alot of my friends very annoyed. . . I did how ever lie in bed listening for my name again. Cause I thought if it was that intense then they'd probly call again wouldnt they?

Well I heard nothing and eventually went back to sleep, no one as far as I know at the moment died, or was hurt or needed me at 4.20am so I think my psychic/instinct/bond abilities need some work yet before I can start my own stage show. . .

Just thought this strange occurance might be of interest. It certainly was to me.

Theme Thursday - Pets

Well if I'm going to talk about pets then I guess the obvious choice would be the pet that has had the biggest effect on my life. It wasn't a conventional pet like a cat, although all my life my families had at least two of them in the house, or the dog Maxwell or Max for short.

It was my pet lamb Thomas the 2ND. Who was of course being named by a 5yr old that loves trains after the tank engine, and the second meaning that he was the second Thomas the lamb in our family after the previous one the spring before. Thomas wasn't a particularly amazing pet by pet standards, he didn't learn any tricks he didn't do anything spectacular except follow you around the garden and occasionally inside. He was better than Thomas the first because he was a different breed of sheep one that didn't grow horns and so he didn't head butt us and make us cry before we had to say good bye and send him away to a farm. Thomas was special because he Loved us unconditionally, he had no idea he was a sheep and was known to try and sit on your knee like a cat.

He was a cute little thing, until he ate the Rhododendron Tree. My mother, an MD who has a BSc with Honors in plant biology didn't realise that Rhododendrons were poisonous and gave young Thomas something to munch on. He got sick really sick. My mum pumped him full of medicine, and our neighbour who was a nurse came over and was with him until he died just before bed time one night. He was the first thing that I Loved to die. I was so upset I remember crying or days over my poor little lamb who I'd feed out of a bottle for a few months who lived on a chain tied around my swing and slide set.

Now being older I know that Thomas would likely ended up as lamb chops and dieing this way probably saved him from dismemberment and the humiliation of having his bones chewed. It was probably the best way for my lamb to die. We had a funeral then my dad took him away to bury. . . Well I was told my Nana's farm but I never saw a grave. So Just not I'm thinking he probably ended up in an offal pit. Poor Thomas the 2ND!

The nest spring I got another Lamb, however we choose to name him different deciding that Thomas was bad luck and because of a line of Budgies called Bart we had that all died in succession. So he was named after my second favourite train Henry!

Crazy weekend!

So this weekend has been insane, full of ups and downs. We had a teacher only day on Friday so three days!
On Friday, I went on an exciting adventure with Bob and Lawrence. We started at the main car park at Victoria park loaded up with healthy snacks like chips, shapes, chocolate, energy drinks etc. and headed up hill. Our aim was to get to the sign of the kiwi which admittedly wasn't far but then obviously explore! We just walked and walked, slowly cause we weren't aiming to get anywhere and we didn't have to be anywhere for hours. It was good just exploring with mates. Nothing really to do, forget about other things. It was probably the best part of my weekend. That night was a bit crazy.
The next day was my soccer and I arrived there on time, and was sub for most of the first half other players that turned up later than me got on the field before me. Most of my team had gone to some party the night before, so they really didn't play there best game and we lost. 3/2 It was very frustrating as the players were obviously not playing well and the coach didn't sub them. One boy in the team didn't get to play until the last 10minutes of our 90minute game, and he'd been there longer than before. I got so angry at my team, and my coach. I was almost glad that we lost cause we didn't deserve to win at all.
Then I decided I'd do my homework and work that's due really soon. But being a regular teenager that didn't get that done, i played my xbox360 and watched Lex and really didn't achieve anything! But such is life.

Theme Thursday - Mystery

When I think of mystery I think about all the books, I used to get read to me when I was but a young'n. I was very blessed to have a Dad that would read to me each night, and we managed to read all 21 of the Famous Five adventure books.
These were obviously great books when i was little, and the mystery's that the four had to solve with there dog Timmy, the more than occasional spot of treasure, and the number of slack criminals would get me to bed on time as I was itching to find out what happened next.
I remember wanting to have adventures like the Famous Five, but it never really happened. I guess it's rare to find abandoned castles, wondering Gipsy's, and parents that will let four 8yr olds (My friends and I) go on unguided horse and cart trips to the mountains where they would indubitably meet up with the circus!
We did have our own adventures, although smaller in proportion and mystery's to solve like why there was a Coke Robot Machine thingy-ma-gig at someones house when we peaked through the fence, and how to cross the stream without getting wet after they cut down the elegantly placed branch. I guess my adventure of little me weren't in proportion to those of the Famous Five, and we never had a dog. Except this mean thing called Oscar that couldn't go anywhere on account of it wanting to constantly chase cars. but they were good times. I miss my old house, with my Gang of friends, but we got separated by life and lost contact. So now I guess there is mystery in what my old gang are doing now. I still don't know even with the amazing brilliance of Facebook. So I guess the mystery will stay unsolvable at present.

Long time no see

Hello, there blog. I don't think I've posted on you since last year! Thats terribly lazy and neglective of me!
From now on I promise to take better care of you!
Might as well join that theme thursday group now. :)
I'm sorry blog! and the possibly 3 people that read you!