I'm a Melbourne chick, born and raised. I have travelled to Germany and lived in Tassie. I have done quite a variety of things from lifeguarding to radio announcing to youth working to maths teaching to childcare working to singing to housekeeping to studying and much more. I'm a jack of all trades as they say. I think. I wonder where that saying came from. I have a Bachelor of Arts majoring in Psychology and English and a graduate diploma of Education. I'm passionate about teaching and seeing people reach their potential.
So tell me what romantic things you got and did on this romantic day! I did and got nothing. I need to live vicariously through others. No one loves me... *sniff sniff*
Bah! That's not poetry - that's LOST style blahhh!
Ok, Tink, dedicated just to you for the duration of the day;
A Red, Red Rose
O my luve's like a red, red rose. That's newly sprung in June; O my luve's like a melodie That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will love thee still, my Dear, Till a'the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my Dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun: I will luve thee still, my Dear, While the sands o'life shall run.
And fare thee weel my only Luve! And fare thee weel a while! And I will come again, my Luve, Tho' it were ten thousand mile! - Robert Burns
AND...
She Walks In Beauty
She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impair'd the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face; Where thoughts serenely sweet express How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent! - Lord Byron
Awww! Thanks guys! You make me feel special! I know I got poems in my last post, but I was rather referring to my lack of roses and date offers. But I do appreciate the wonderful poetry that I have been drowned in. Drowned in a good way of course! *shys away cutely*
well today court took me on a picnic to a place i told him about weeks ago that i used to go to when i was little (badgers creek) and he'd cooked all this yummy food 4 us (including a huge chocolate cake) then we went 4 a bit of a bush walk, then we went tothis giant hedge maze where we got lost so reminded me of harry potter... then we played mini golf he he...
Adrian and I decided to do no presents, so I made sure I went to lots of effort with the card and wrote him a poem and drew cartoon hearts all over it. Then I made scones in heart shapes (using a cutter) but as anyone who's made scones before will imagine, they didn't look very heart shaped by the end of it...
Glad to see you had a philosophical valentine's ratty!
Peebody, did they each give you 5 heart shaped chocolates independently of each other? If so, there is probably a hidden meaning. If they gave them to you together, then probably not.
as a member of the wwe have no money brigade in my youth i came to the conclusion it would be best to take time out from the front and spend a night in front of the cricket with my girl back home.
my valetines day.. i spent tuesday pining for mitch then 3 hours at the hospital, finally got home at 20 to 11, then talked on th fone to mitch til.. half past 12 am? [was sooo buggerd for school]
then wedsay i went to mitch's after school and got home at.. 10-30. so i spent the better part of 6 hours wiht him ^_^
*sigh* SIX hours with my own peebody. We were sooooo happy as minions at the Evil Overlord's dark castle. That dungeon! The slime! The Chains! Huge spiders!
Peebody with his hunched minion's lurch and weeping eye, cat o' ninetails, and hump.
We were soooo soooo happy...
And I threw it all away for a life of meaning and peace.
What a waste of time. It's contrived by the retail industry to fill a flat spot in their calendar. Other facts: It originated as a pagan holiday in ancient Rome, and is also significant as the day on which the St. Valentine's Day Massacre occurred in 1929 in Chicago.
No, it's not, is it? I had a stalker send me a box of long stem roses that were spraypainted black, with a message made up of letters cut out from a newspaper.
but you don't read your blog
My love for you I tried to tell,
But you're still in a fog.
I write you scmultzy poetry
Of roses all a-red,
But you don't even knowitry
I wish that i were dead.
*looks around awkwardly* I'm so lonely...
Ok, Tink, dedicated just to you for the duration of the day;
A Red, Red Rose
O my luve's like a red, red rose.
That's newly sprung in June;
O my luve's like a melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will love thee still, my Dear,
Till a'the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my Dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
I will luve thee still, my Dear,
While the sands o'life shall run.
And fare thee weel my only Luve!
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile!
- Robert Burns
AND...
She Walks In Beauty
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
- Lord Byron
*throws a dozen red roses onto blog*
*shys away cutely*
Peebody, did they each give you 5 heart shaped chocolates independently of each other? If so, there is probably a hidden meaning. If they gave them to you together, then probably not.
he got a phone call this morning from the company apologising - saying they'll refund his money and give him two vouchers.
i found out to today it was a special krispy kremes box complete with helium balloon.
ah well. would've been nice!
i gave him a dvd. i'm so romantic. ben harper and blind boys of alabama.
And Peebody. I think you have some admirers! ;)
Poor Ratty, let us all point and laugh at his tragic loss.
Peebody is in love! *points and giggles like a school girl*
*squeezes Peebody's cheeks*
What's this about another woman???
You're supposed to be pining for me and rescuing me from this stupid convent down here in BORING Tasmania.
*Flounces in and slaps Peebody's recently squeezed cheeks*
*Tosses hair over shoulder and flounces out , biting bottom lip*
naowwww, wanda..!
my valetines day.. i spent tuesday pining for mitch then 3 hours at the hospital, finally got home at 20 to 11, then talked on th fone to mitch til.. half past 12 am?
[was sooo buggerd for school]
then wedsay i went to mitch's after school and got home at.. 10-30. so i spent the better part of 6 hours wiht him ^_^
[but i got no poetry. :( lol!]
Do I hear wedding bells?
Hahaha...
*sigh*
SIX hours with my own peebody. We were sooooo happy as minions at the Evil Overlord's dark castle. That dungeon! The slime! The Chains! Huge spiders!
Peebody with his hunched minion's lurch and weeping eye, cat o' ninetails, and hump.
We were soooo soooo happy...
And I threw it all away for a life of meaning and peace.
WHAT WAS I THINKING???