Currently sitting in the school library having missed beach PE.
My monday has definitely not started out to good.
Woke up, then shower and THEN went to get to get freshly washed clothing only to find that they were all completely SOAKED. Like dripping with water soaked. They were too wet for the dryer even, so back in the machine to hopefully spin they went.
Next up went to check the uniforms that should have, theoretically been completely clean and on their way to be worn when, hey presto the laundry machine had decided to not work again. Now I had officially missed the bus. Third time lucky now, all I could do was hope, and put dad on the job because a malfunctioning machine coupled with yours truly aka me, was and never will ever be a good idea. If you didn't quite catch that,
me + laundry machine = bad. Along with a whole lot' not quite finished uniforms/clothes and late to school.
Ok so now dad was on the job and then just a teeny HOUR + 1/2 LATER the clothes were ready to be put into the dryer. Ok so surely I couldn't stuff that bit up, but hey, I did.
Clothes were all successfully in the dryer however, as I found out 15 minutes later I had forgotten to put my brother's formal uniform into the dryer because I had just assumed that he too had sport today. But no, he didn't and so in went in his formal uniform and with it, another 20 minutes. Finally the uniforms were done and we were officially late to school.
Ahhh so yeah I've basically just written this out because hey, when you have 2 hours in your school library to kill whilst your class are all having a great time at the beach you've just gotta do the best you can in attempts to make that very, very, slow clock in the top right corner of your computer screen go a little faster.
Now it's officially 9:52AM and I am VERY jealous of anyone who is doing anything other than sitting in a library for copious amounts of time, unless of course libraries are your thing then congratulations, I hope your 2 hours in a library are fantastic.
SO, now that I've made it just that little bit further down the page and I don't really have any other option than to sit this time until recess out, I'm planning on waiting a moment or two so that somehow my brain can come up with a nice hearty rant. Hoping that a rant of a little bit of meaning will show itself pronto, purely because, in a week, a year, in 20 years I'm going to have heaps of fun reading through the workings of my ignorant, innocent, uniquely 15 and a bit year old brain.
Ahh ok. I think I may have one.
Oh wait never mind, just lost it. I promise it was in there though.
Oh ok, caught that thought once again and so before it escapes me again, here it is.
How do I come across through this blog? This is a concept and idea that seems to repeatedly lodge itself into my brain because, well because I wonder if maybe the way in which you perceive me through reading my blog and my sometimes bland, sometimes not bland, sometimes pointless. sometimes point-full words and images if maybe if you met me, or know me, well maybe I am or I would be completely different. Maybe I'm the same? I really don't know but this exact topic has given me numerous lifelines and material for daydreams when I am in need. So this initial idea then kind of leads me on to my next thought and once again, because my time in this moment still consists of about another solid 40 minutes of just sitting here, along with the fact that right now anything sounds better than studying for a maths test, here goes. Okie dokie, so maybe the way that I perceive someone is not actually who they truly are, yet maybe who they truly are depends on someone else's perception, view and interpretation of the person. But then if someone else's view is more right than your view of somebody who dictates that. Does the person who you are observing and judging decide which perception is more correct? Or does their own self-belief and perception shape the 'correct' judgement and answer to who they are? I think that my brain is starting to melt. Wow, I have just successfully confused myself with my own thoughts. Yet maybe I am not actually confused because maybe my observation of how I am feeling right now is in fact incorrect, and in order to discover who I actually am and what I am actually feeling I will need to ask someone else. Or maybe not. Now this is just going round in circles. Hmm.. Before my confusion grows I'll end this and then maybe one day go back to this with answers. Or not. Who knows though?
Righteo so, now it's 10:14AM and I only have another 20 something minutes to wait out, 30 something minutes to fill/kill.
It's all good guys I've got it. Hold up now and keep reading if you're up for reading each song that I have listened to throughout the duration of this post.
1. King and Cross - Asgeir
2. King - Thelma Plum
3. Tightrope - Illy
4. Broken - Jake Bugg
5. Sintra - Flume
6. What Went Down - Foals
7. Elvis - The Rubens
8. Bullshit Aside - Lime Cordiale
9. Don't Wanna Be Your Girl - Wet
10. Magnets - Disclosure ft. Lorde
11. With Her - Banoffee
12. Twisted - Ocean Alley
13. Seven Nation Army
So there we had it and I am proud to say that it is now 10:30AM on the dot and I have just 10 minutes left before I am free.
Ok so this pos turned out pretty darn long and if you've made it this far than, well done. You are amazing and wow, good work that was a lot of confusing jumble to first up read and then next, try and understand. Hats off to you.
P.S. I'm thinking that I'll add photos into this post when I get home this afternoon..
Hoping your monday is fab and that your laundry machine does not malfunction.