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Life is but a dream for the dead.
15 October 2009 @ 09:55 pm

I love them so.
 
 
: happyhappy
: Lean On Me- The Housemartins
 
 
Life is but a dream for the dead.
04 September 2009 @ 06:04 pm

So this is my new pencil case...

 
 
: nerdynerdy
: Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now- The Smiths
 
 
Life is but a dream for the dead.
03 September 2009 @ 07:56 am
I think I twisted my ankle while duelling with wands (sticks) in the park. It's probably the coolest injury I have ever had.
 
 
: accomplishedaccomplished
 
 
Life is but a dream for the dead.
26 August 2009 @ 12:03 am

So, as you may have figured out from the title it is nearing my second anniversary on LiveJournal. I was just browsing through some of my old entries (probably one of the most humiliating things I have ever done) and, on reaching the first post, discovered that I started out on this site on 8th September 2007. When I was... 10! What? TEN?! That cannot be right. Holy crap.

Not only am I nearing my LJ's birthday but I myself am preparing for my journey into teenagerism. I don't expect much'll change, since I am what my mother dearest calls "mature". What she basically means is that my brain is a few year's ahead of itself (unlike my maturity which is trailing behind slightly). This has always been problematic as people of my own age *generally annoy and frustrate me. Great when you have to spend eight hours a day with them ¬_¬.

I cannot wait for autumn. It is by far the best season- it has big coats and leaves and wooly hats. It has the cosiness of winter without freezing your face off. Brilliant.

It's also an opportunity for me to show off my 99p duffle coat that I love so very much (courtesy of eBay, of course)

*Note: I say generally, because there are a few people of my own age that don't aggravate me. But they have to like Doctor Who, otherwise they have no chance.

 
 
: tiredtired
: Here I Go Again- Casting Crowns
 
 
Life is but a dream for the dead.
22 August 2009 @ 12:46 pm
What is the worst piece of advice you've ever received?



"Maybe you should stop watching so much Doctor Who..."

HOW THE HELL IS THAT GOING TO HELP? IN ANY SITUATION?

To put it into context, I had been having a bad day and had just flipped out. My sanity was slowly crumbling away and I asked my friend for help. All she came up with was that.

If anything she should have said "Maybe you should go and watch Doctor Who"

Jeez.
 

 
 
: calmcalm
: Half A Person- The Twilight Sad
 
 
 
Life is but a dream for the dead.

So I just got back from my holidays in Sardinia. It was:
-Too hot
-Boring
-Lonely
-Unclean

and generally horrific in true family holiday fashion.

 

One good thing did come out of it, however, while browsing through the stalls in the market:


AAANNNND, yesterday me and my friends decided that we're going to go and see Noah and the Whale play at the Sage!
YAYAYAYAY!
And then my friend Rosie asked me if I wanted to go and see Florence and the Machine with her and her friend Alice at the O2 Academy because she has a spare ticket!
SQUEEEEEE!
THIS IS SO COOL.

 

 
 
: excitedexcited
: Do What You Do- Noah and the Whale
 
 
Life is but a dream for the dead.
07 August 2009 @ 05:27 pm
Mary: LiveJournal! I missed you! I've been thinking about you recently and just thought I should come and see you <hugz>
LJ: ...Hmph
Mary: Wh-what is it, LJ?
LJ: You know perfectly well, Mary. You haven't updated me in weeks, months even! I've seen you frolicking around on DA, updating your journal regularly just because your IRL friends love it. DeviantART gets all the attention these days. <angst>
Mary: <quibble> I-I'm sorry, LJ. It's just... DA has such cool emoticons-
LJ: It doesn't matter any more, Mary. You've made it quite clear that you no longer need me.
Mary: B...but I love you LiveJournal. I love you and always will, regardless of how crappy your emoticons can be. Please forgive me... and let me return to your nice blogging format and cool banners.
LJ:...Oh Mary. I can't stay angry at you, and you know it. <HUGZ TIEMS YAY>

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So yes. I'm back from the land of DA where the arty people who can actually draw live. It's awfully intimidating over there, sometimes. I'm going around saying "Oh look at me, I can do stickmen cartoons" and then some other user comes up to me and thrusts an exact sketch of David Tennant's left toenail in my face. Or something of the sorts.
Many many things have happened since I last blogged here. Far too many things to type down here, actually. Some of the big things include:
-being converted into an anime/manga fan
-coming top of the year in English. *ENGLISH NERD*
-practically marrying facebook
-cosplaying
-buying a new ukulele for £130 and then accidentally dropping my laptop on it, creating a small hole. (this happened yesterday. My parents are far from pleased)
-finding srsly awesome bands like Florence + The Machine, Noah And The Whale and Flight Of The Conchords
-seeing Matt Smith's outfit for the first time and nearly wetting myself with laughter
-being very very bored (as of this morning)

Those are just a few of the exciting events that have been popping up around the place in the weird yet quite often wonderful world of Mary Winn.
 
 
: chipperchipper
: Rabbit Heart (Raise It Up)- Florence + The Machine
 
 
Life is but a dream for the dead.
27 April 2009 @ 06:11 pm

My Eleven LayersCollapse )
My Eleven Layers

LAYER ONE:

--Spell your name with band names or artists:
M aximo Park
A rtic Monkeys
R adiohead
Y Friday


LAYER TWO:
-- Name: Mary
-- Birth date: 10/9/96
-- Nickname: "You there"
-- Eye Color: Blue
-- Hair Color: Brown

LAYER THREE:
-- The shoes you wore today: School shoes : (
-- Your perfect pizza: Cheese. Nothing beats cheese.

LAYER FOUR:
-- Your best physical feature: I quite like my hands. Because they are handy. Bwahahahaha.
-- Your bedtime: 10ish to neverish
-- Most missed memory: Naaah, I live for today.

LAYER FIVE:
-- Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi
-- McDonald's or Burger King: Burger King! Every time! 
-- Adidas or Nike: Neither. Ugh.
-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Neither, again. My mum says that too much caffiene could potentially kill me. My brain couldn't cope with that much hyperness.
-- Chocolate or Vanilla: It has to be chocolate.  
-- Cappuccino or coffee: See above ^^ : P

LAYER SIX:
-- Smoke: No
-- Sing: Sometimes
-- Take a shower everyday: Yes
-- Want to go to college: No- University/ Bible College kthx
-- Want to get married: Yes
-- Get motion sickness: Sadly, I do.
-- Think you're a health freak: HA HA HA
-- Get along with your parents: Sometimes
-- Play an instrument: The flute, the uke and the geetah.

LAYER SEVEN:
In the past 2 months...
-- Gone to the mall: Yes
-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: Yep- in 4.54 minutes! OWNED!
-- Eaten Sushi: No. It looks like sick.
-- Been on stage: Yes : )
-- Gone skating: Nope
-- Made homemade cookies: YES. MINE WAS A DALEK. =D
-- Stolen anything: No *shifty*

LAYER EIGHT:
Have you ever...
-- Played a game that required removal of clothing: Yes... my socks.  :P
-- Been called a tease: No- I don't live in the fifties.
-- Been beaten up: I have a six year old brother. I will leave you with that.

LAYER NINE:
-- Age you hope to be married: I don't really care.
-- Number of Children you want: I WILL CREATE AN ARMYYYYY- :cough: Again, whatever.

LAYER TEN
In the opposite sex..
-- Best eye color?: Meh
-- Best hair color?: Meh.
-- Short hair or long hair?: Long but not that long. Like... just touching the bottom of their neck. In their face a bit. But really, I don't care.
- Most liked about the opposite sex?: Intelligence and humour. And L please.

LAYER ELEVEN:
-- Number of people I could trust with my life: I TRUST NO-ONE. Lie, I trust too many people
-- Number of cds you own: *gah* I'm too lazy to count
-- Number of tattoos: Five.

Bwahaha, no I don't have any tatoos.
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: blahblah
: The World- Nightmare
 
 
Life is but a dream for the dead.
08 April 2009 @ 10:28 pm
If you discovered a new planet, what would you name it?
Mars is quite nice. Original, yk'know.

Wait..
DAMNIT!
 
 
Life is but a dream for the dead.
30 March 2009 @ 07:27 pm
I feel like writing a song.

A song about apples.