Smile Kid

Smile Kid
Be who you want and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind...

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Reading through old diaries... :O

10th of Decemeber, 2005
I am so excited that I am in grade 7 next year! Next year I'll be the oldest student in the school by two weeks and I'll be a senior leader!

This is an old diary entry of mine that I came across today. It is a bit funny to read 6 years later. I am a senior in highschool this year (grade 12). I go back after 2 months of summer holidays on Tuesday and I can tell you I don't quite have as much enthusiasm...

I Got The Magic In Me

I'm not even marginally magic, never done anything magic in my life, so that title is mis-informing. I just used it 'coz that song is in my head.

 Lovely things that I done to my family as a child:   
  • Put hand soap in my parents toothpaste then hid behind a cupboard and laughed hysterically when bubbles came out of their mouth.
  • Poured bleach on my baby brothers head when I was 3.
  • Gave my brother a hair cut on several occasions.
  • Pushed my little sister over when she was a toddler, ran to the opposite side of the room, then pretended to rush to her aid when my parents came in the room and told them that she had fallen over. This worked fine until the day she learnt to talk. Her first words were "she pushed me"!
  • Took all my brothers clothes off him and threw them up a tree then locked him out of the house 
Sometimes when I'm in peoples' bathrooms, I smell their perfumes. Terrible, I know. It's something I'm trying to stop.
What kind of confession would that be?
Here's a real confession:  
I don't talk much sometimes because my head hurts when I talk too much, not 'coz I don't have anything to say or because I'm shy. 
I've observed that in a lot of conversations, the people who talk a lot are heard but not really listened to. Your more likely to pay attention when a quiet person talks because its not often that you actually get an idea of what it going on in their head. I want to be listened to, not just heard. If you talk a lot of rubbish all the time then soon people will stop listening to you and just hear you or they may even block out your voice entirely and it will just become a background noise to their thoughts. 

How Do You Express Your Anger?  
1. Crying  
2 Sarcasm  
3. Yelling  
4. Silence  
5. Pretend that nothing is wrong  
6. Talk about him/her to other people  
7. Calmly talk directly to him/her  
8. Physically leave the room.
When I am angry I will either go silent, talk directly to the person or use nasty sarcasm.
What do you do when you are angry with someone?


I used to have a fear of bananas. I was terrified of them. I knew that they could not hurt me but simply seeing a banana used to reduce me to tears.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

What's in the box?

With the title that I have you may find yourself vaguely recollecting a song from a children's TV show that you used to watch...
it depends on how old you are I guess and whether or not its just me.
But if it is just me, it doesn't matter because that's not what this post is about anyway.
This post is about my a box.
So indeed, you will read about my discovery of what's in the box. ;)

I found a box full of my parents old things that they had forgotten about.

In the box was:
  • All of my mum's high school report cards! Now I have seen her results and all I will say is, giving her my report card will no longer be so painful.
  • Diaries, lots of diaries from when mum was a teenager and several diaries of dad's. (I didn't read any of them because as much as I'd love read about all the stupid stuff that they done when they were young, they deserve to have there privacy and dignity maintained).
  • A koala still works, prints a cute little green koala on the paper.
  • Lots of cards from their birthdays, Christmas, engagement, wedding and the birth of their first child (ME!).
  • Their school photos.
  • Lots of my mum's assignments from a childcare TAFE course that she done when she was 19.
  • The little plastic band that was clipped onto my ankle shortly after my dramatic loud entrance into the world.
  • Tickets from the river cruise that they went on on their honeymoon.
  • and a few other things.
When Mum wrote in her diary as a 14 year old girl, she never imagined that her 16 year old daughter would find it 26 years later.

I should write a note in my diary next time I'm writing saying 'My future daughter; don't snoop in your mother's diary! And don't get any ideas from what you've read'.

My daughter would do well to not do anything that I've done. :P
 Except she's allowed facebook. As much it corrupts children, hinders their capacity to achieve, wastes time, develops poor communication skills and many other evil things that my mum will passionately inform you of, it has connected me with the people I love, and for that I am extremely grateful. So I will overlook all its evil traits, and allow my daughter to use it under the condition that she has me as a facebook friend.

Technology has created a society that leaves much to desire, but like my mum sometimes says; 'Unless you are willing to take over, keep your mouth shut'.

Cravings (not the sort that pregnant women get)

Two things that I often crave are hugs and D&Ms (deep and meaningful conversations). Neither of these things can be accessed instantly or easily. Both of these things are experiences that I value for their flawlessness, and there ability to make me feel so at peace. However, certain conditions must be in place for these moments to be perfect. A hug has to be at the right time with the right person. You can't just hug a stranger or a colleague.
I love those hugs where you feel enveloped by the persons arms, and you feel so safe. You can fall asleep on your feet, you feel so at peace and the moment it just, perfect.
A D&M is like an exotic bird that occasionally sashays into the conversation amazon. This bird is sought after by many (mostly emotion filled teenage girls), but can only be truly captured by people with the right ingredients.
Ingredients for a D&M:
-2 or more people (no more than 5) whom you trust and are comfortable with.
- a comfy private setting with no distractions (TV, loud music, etc)
- 20mins- several hours. (There's no telling how long it can go for).
- and for best results, a small amount of lighting.
Great scenes for D&Ms are by camp fires, in rooms with the dim lighting, or outside at night. Bright lights tend to scare them away.
A D&M can only be achieved when all these ingredients are in place, but these ingredients must be put together unintentionally. You can't plan a really effective D&M, they just happen.

And so my dear readers, I would like to know what YOU often crave. :)