Hmmm...

Well. Life is going pretty well these days. I'm still not exactly over the aforementioned semi-crisis, but hey, I'll be fine. I will eventually get over it. That's exactly what I told JNB today. My exact words were "oh, I'll get over it. You just watch me."

I have a nightmare of an assignment due on Friday. I really, really, really don't think I want to do it. But, unfortunately, I kind of have to. I've been doing so well up until now, I can't justify just not doing an annoying assignment. Bleugh. Double bleugh. What I'll do is head off to LLC tomorrow morning to make friends with the French synonym book. Who in their right mind does resumes anyway? They're ridiculous. And painful. I think I'm going to have a heart attack... this thing is stressing me out. Badly. I'm sure it'll eventually get done. And SOME people have already completed the stupid thing. *mutters something about disgusting organised law students making the rest of us look bad...*

Meeting up with David tomorrow. Guy I met at NZ Idol audition. Very cool guy. Will be nice to see him. He's cool. I'm going to a ball with Tal and Shane on Saturday, it's going to be completely funky-fied. I tried on my dress this weekend, though, and I'm too squishy. It's depressing. We'll see what happens... I'm dieting. Kind of. Just going off carbs for the week. It usually works. Although not exactly fun. Not fun at all, actually. Bleugh.

Oooh, almost forgot. My friend got married this weekend. It was a lovely wedding. She looked absolutely beautiful. I'm so happy for her. I sang at the wedding, it was... interesting. Let's just say that the drummer went a little too fast and there were quite a few words to fit in. The reception was fun. I perfected the art of the awkward conversation with a guy I barely know. Isn't it sad when people you've known for 6 days start insulting you? It happens... especially with me. Maybe I just have that effect on people!!! LOL!!! Oh well.

Right-o. Off to get some sleep. And dream of hydrogen powered cars.

ALP,
Rosie

Parle-moi pas d'amour...

.... de tout c'que tu veux
d'n'importe quoi, mais pas d'amour
je te jure que j'saurais pas quoi dire...

I'm not really good at the whole boys and girls thing. There, I've said it. I can offer advice on other people's relationships, yes. I'm good at that. I can offer very wise counsel. I will do whatever I can to help my friends in their relationship woes. And occasionally, just occasionally, me being a good friend gets in the way of my own feelings.

In a nutshell, I'm being a really supportive friend with a friend of mine who's interested in a guy I shall hearby refer to as "Some Guy". She's into "Some Guy", but she has not yet let the identity of "Some Guy" slip to me. Unbeknownst to her, I've kind of figured it out. When it all comes down to it, I'd have to be pretty blind to not have by now. Problem? "Some Guy" has actually been causing me a certain amount of heartache lately. Yes, my friend and I have a crush on the same guy. Can we get any more adolescent? Seriously?

As it stands, I am the only one who knows both sides of the story. She doesn't know I'm into "Some Guy". She probably doesn't even know I've figured out the identity of "Some Guy". So what is my reaction to this? Well... actually, I'm trying to get her to give him her number so they can get to know each other better. I'm even considering setting up a massive as group social event so she can invite him along and not be too embarassed about it (because it's not technically a date, yadda yadda). Yes, you heard me - I am encouraging this relationship. 'Why', I hear you ask, 'would you be setting up your friend with a guy you like?'

The answer, of course, is simple. I'm not really happy about the fact that I like this guy. I find crushes annoying, inconvienient and a waste of my valuable time. If he's seeing someone else, then I'll be able to talk myself out of liking him and maybe even convince myself I never really liked him in the first place. That would be nice. Painful, but with a nice outcome.

In an ideal world, he'd like me and ask me out or whatever and all would be well and there'd be happy little marshmallows and rainbows floating around, but this isn't an ideal world, and I'm fairly sure he isn't even into me. Generally, the fact that he thinks I'm crazy doesn't really bode well for a possible relationship. Course, I have friends telling me that "it could be crazy in a good way" and "why shut the door on what could possibly work out?" but when it all comes down to it, the door isn't even open. Not every single guy wants a girlfriend. In fact, for all I know he could already be seeing someone, or he could be gay, or he could have a secret burning desire to become a monk (which would all be interesting twists to the whole story...)

But in other ways, it'd be easier if he disliked me. He doesn't seem to. He tolerates me like everyone else does. Occasionally laughs at my dumb jokes like everyone else does. Has that same expression of fond amusement that everyone seems to have when I say something stupid. I'd probably place him on the acquaintance/friend borderline. And that's bad. I'm not even sure if he's into my friend. For her sake and for mine, I really, really hope so. But to quote my dear friend Shane, "if you're willing to let him go, getting over him this way will be quicker, and who knows, he may realise your brilliance at a later date, you don't need to push it, or make a dick of yourself." Realise my brilliance at a later date... yeah, right (an example of two positives making a negative). But I'm really, really, not into making a dick of myself.

I would say watch this space, but really, there's nothing to watch. What it comes down to is that I am a complete and utter loser. 17 cats, a coup of attack chickens and a rocking chair coming right up!

ALP,
Rosie

Mrs Blueberry

Hi folks - I would like you all to meet Mrs Blueberry. Mrs Blueberry is my guitar, and also a dear friend of mine. It may not be evident from her photo that she is blue, but, in fact, she is. She's a lovely shade of dark blue. And semi-stripy. Almost like a blue tiger. Or even a bit like Dory from Finding Nemo. She's lovely. She enjoys making music and helping me write songs. She also enjoys cool people like Tamsin and Tom playing her, but isn't too keen on strangers as a general rule. She likes her new little space at the left hand side of the platform at church. Mrs Blueberry likes having a home - she even suggested that we put a beanbag and a lava lamp next to her guitar stand to make it more homely. I kind of had to talk her out of it - she's a bit over-imaginative. Most of all, Mrs Blueberry likes making music to the glory of God. And even though I'm not the greatest guitarist, and sometimes she goes out of tune for no apparent reason, we're a good team. God blesses teams, I reckon - and I think God has blessed the both of us. And we really want to be able to bless Him, too. So we're going to keep working at our relationship. She'll try to stay in tune, and I'll try not to drop her, and we'll keep working at it, and we'll keep making music! It's all good!

Mrs Blueberry and I have been engaging in a spot of songwriting. She's pretty good at it. However, occasionally she can't find what she needs to be doing and gets a little frustrated, coz some songs are piano songs and she's not a piano. Not, she adds, that she would ever want to be - she likes her curvy blue figure too much to be a piano. (She had a little hissy fit about how pianos just think they're so cool, but she kind of got over it after awhile...) Sometimes, she thinks she'd like to be an electric guitar and not an acoustic/electric, but she does like the fact that she's versatile. She'd like to make freaky noises, though... although she admits she'd feel kind of silly. And she does like the fact that she can make nice, pretty sounds... In her wildest fantasties, she dreams of being an electric violin. Coz she thinks they're pretty awesome.

But deep down, like all of us, Mrs Blueberry knows that she can never be an electric violin. Because she is an acoustic/electric guitar. That is what she was created to be. And that is what she does best. God created Mrs Blueberry to be a very cool guitar, and to be my songwriting companion and friend. And she is. So right now, I'm going to thank God for Mrs Blueberry. Coz she's awesome. And so is God, only a hundred thousand times more so.

I'd better be jetting - au revoir from me and from Mrs Blueberry!

ALP,
Rosie

Really happy right now...

It's just so good to be back at university. I really, really feel so at home there now, and it was awesome to see everyone. And, of course, Fi's home for the week. Yesterday we spent 6 hours straight together, pretty much eating the entire time. I know. Shocking, isn't it? I really probably shouldn't have eaten that much. We went to Strawberry Fare (really expensive, but really good) - and there were cookies beforehand, and coffee beforehand, and wedges afterwards. Strawberry Fare makes awesome desserts. We had Kahlua, white chocolate and coffee cheesecake and a warm raspberry drenched chocolate cake. Consequently, I am now completely broke. Completely. Oh well... it was worth it. Completely.

Back to uni matters: I dropped German. The negatives outweighed the positives, I really don't enjoy it that much as a subject, I just really like the people in my class. So I'm not longer German-asizing. But I will still see everyone! So it's great. This means I have 2 days of the week with no classes or tutorials and the earliest class I have is at 10am. So yay!

Only small grey cloud on horizon. I hate crushes. I really do. I've already posted about that. We don't need to get into again. It still sucks.

ALP,
Rosie

Last weekend of holidays...

I'm not really that upset about it, though - I guess I'm just not cut out to do nothing. I'm such an action oriented person, when it comes down to it... but then I'm also a procrastinator who doesn't finish things that I start. I have three knitting projects underway, one of which I just started, and two cross-stitch. At least when I write songs, I finish them... I'll never write a book. I'd like to, but it just wouldn't get done.

Ooh, in excitingness - I'm now a moderator at Cafe Christ. Check it out here : http://forums.cafechrist.com It so figures they shoved a debate forum at me... two, actually. I don't really debate much. This could be interesting... oh well, it'll be an educational kind of process.

BTW - Watch this space for news about Highly Flammable. I shall elaborate if it all works out. If not, well, never mind, it obviously isn't in The Big Plan.

Fi gets home at midnight!!! Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm so excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ALP,
Rosie