Saturday, 31 December 2011

you can grow flowers from where dirt used to be


I never really get that excited about new years eve and all that, but when your uncle and family come over for a monopoly tournament (simpsons monopoly to be precise), how can you not love it? and although I kind of retired half way through it was still fun! Especially since there was brownies and peanuts included (not together of course. actually that would be an interesting experiment.....)

Today I am showing you some pictures from a couple of weeks ago. And I am aiming not to talk much.

yeah good luck with that.

This is the yellow jumper I bought from salvos for $5! Much to my mums disgust. It looks very synthetic apparently. And it had shoulder pads that I cut out. for some reason the more yellow the more I love it:)

 These are the shorts my auntie bought me when we went shopping in Fitzroy last week. I love them very much.  I felt like I needed a hunting rifle or something (not that I would kill any rabbits), I felt so old fashioned englishish and attempted to talk in an English accent all day (which of course failed miserably after about an hour.)

Anyway I would just like to say that Melbournes fireworks are way better than Sydneys. no matter how much classical music they play and how many amazing bridges they have. ( sorry if you're from sydney, i have a kind of rivalry with you city.)

Also if any of you live in new york, please tell me about the ball dropping.


ps:if anyone knows any cool fairy songs/chants tell me. I am writing a story

pss: i will do a christmas present post soon

Tuesday, 27 December 2011

I'll make you a star in my universe.

Sorry but the holidays have been extremely busy for me.

or I could say somehing that is actualy true.

Carla is pretty lazy.

I have accomplished a few things though, emphasis on the few part. Out of the 101 things to do list I have made, I have done a grand total of 12 of them. I have been having a lot of fun, but you can only tick the watching Friends box on my list so many times. Here is my amazing list, please note there is another half page on the back.

please notice the harry potter box set in the background, number seven part 1 and 2 has recently been added thanks to christmas:)

I also decorated my typewriter case. Which was extremely good fun. It involved writing a page of words, usually song lyrics or friends episodes, and then ripping it all up and sticking it down. There was some difficulties with the CARLA bit, but it was fine.

Look at my brothers graceful hand. I have always been envious of how girly his hands look.
and here is a song that is really addictive to listen to. And angus and julia stone are aussie, which owns like macaroni and cheese.
(sorry if that was confusing. translation: this is a good song)
YAY! let me know if you like it:) if you don"t, please don't tell me.

expect some outfit posts and my awesome christmas presents.

LOVE CARLA, future typewriter case designer and lazyologist.

Saturday, 17 December 2011

A Big FAT (not correctly smelling) Christmas

Sup bros!

While doing awesome holiday stuff like decorating for Christmas ,making peanut butter smoothies and wondering why I thought a peanut butter smoothie would be appetizing, I still feel the need to send all my fellow bloggers a message that the aliens haven't had any more problems and that I have had a rather enjoyable first week of holidays. Wow that was a long sentence, if you were reading this out loud you'd be on the floor gasping for air right now. And that's why this post will never be published as a children's book, story-time wouldn't be so fun any more.  At this present moment I am sitting in the Christmas room and wondering why out Christmas tree doesn't smell like one. It's real and everything, and quite well shaped may I add, but this high quality tree of ours hasn't got the smelling christmassy part mastered yet.

That or we don't water it enough.

And to make these very stressful matters worse, my cheap advent calendar chocolate doesn't have the right advent calendar chocolate taste. My wise brother, a master of chocolate, confidently assures me it tastes just right. "it tastes like cheap crappy chocolate"  he says knowingly. But I believe, and I have been around longer than him therefore having experienced more christmasses, that the taste is all wrong. And I really hope that the cheesy Christmas movies my mum is out getting will making me all excited and you know, singing Christmas carols in the shower or something. But just to be safe, because the tree and calendar are letting me down, if anyone knows of any Christmas magic spells or Christmas tree scented deodorant please tell me.

The future of Christmas depends on it.

Anyway. to show you what I've done so far these holidays I will perform a song to you followed by a quick mime and ending with an interpretive dance routine. Or since I don't really want to embarass myself show off my talent too much on the internet, I'll do a list instead. Complete with pictures might I add.

  • Created a homemade improvisation of a nativity scene, since we don't have any of those professional, you know matchng figurines.

    Please notice the height difference between the sheep and the shepard. I have decided the shepard specialises in breeding giant animals.
    Don't the three kings look wise and stylish with their robes.
    Don't ask me why I have a baby figurine lying around
  • Went on a decorating frenzy that generally happens every year near christmas, felt the need to decorate everything.
  • Didn't decorate everything everything, but did manage to dump the christmas spirit on some house hold objects.

  • Went to the beach and ordered 14 potato cakes.
  • Don't worry there were 8 of us.
  • Had an intense beach volleyball game, girls vs boys, with our family friends kids.
  • Actually it wasn't intense at all, the (soccer) ball hardly went in the court, but we did enjoy revving eachother up by acting like yo dude gorillas
  • Swam, even though the water had bacteria in it that can give you gastro.
  • Dug a massive massive hole, well my brother did, it was so big my dad had to come and warn us about the dangers of sand.
  • Lets just say I am now scared to dig a big hole again.
  • My mum let me buy Frankie because I am trying to find a good magazine to subscribe to since progessing from the joys of total girl 
  • It's really good, but me and mum are open to suggestions
  • Defaced Justin Bieber and Jack Vidgen (australia's got talent winner) with an excellent program on the computer.

    sorry insane fans.
  • One day I intelligently decided to make a peanut butter and jam smoothie. I didn't make up the recipie I actually have a cook book awesome enough to include a smoothie such as this.

Yes, if anyone is wondering in disgust, that is a blob of peanut butter to decorate.

  • I  had about 5 mouthfulls, and then questioned by sanity and extreme love of peanut butter.
  • My cunning father suggested that I freeze it into peanut butter cubes that are still waiting to be eaten.
Now, to the untrained (probably adult) eye, it looks like my first week has been unproductive, but I believe that that assumption is not correct. (That sounded so professional!!) Look at all the valueable lessons I have learnt, I will now never ever make a peanut butter smoothie again. But by far the most productive thing I have done is develope my..........JAZZ STANCE!

What is a jazz stance? you ask desperately.
Well, whenever you hear jazz music, like I did last night (a live jazz version of santa claus is coming) you get into this jazzy pose. I would describe mine as smelling a fart and enjoying it while nodding your head and clicking your fingers and looking really sleepy.
Did you just make this concept up carla? You ask slightly unimpressed.
Yes, yes I did. I reply demonstarting my jazz stance.

Well, this has been very fun to write, but as you know I am a very jazz stancey and busy person. So I'll leave you with some questions:

Are you daring enough to brave the peanut butter and jam smoothie? (it's actually not that gross,. just extremely sickening)

For those who don't celebrate christmas. Do you wish you did? Do you hate it when people like me go on about it?

Can anyone recommend any good Carlaish magazines that you can buy in Australia? they can't be too adulty or expensive.

Favourite Christmas memory?

FROM CARLA, extremely jazzy person and advent calender connoisseur.

Tuesday, 6 December 2011

C-O-L-A cola.

Unfortunately I was abducted by aliens. They took me to their planet and I helped them save it from destruction, I was actually gone 22,000 years, but it was only a week in earth time. So, you can see how I was quite productively occupied saving an alien race.

After school I sat on the grass in my overalls and typed another bit of a story I am writing on my typewriter. It's about an 103 year old man, called Bombardis Finch who will go on an adventure. (Honestly I don't know what adventure, I'm kind of making it up as I go along.)

Today's discovery was an excellent one in my opinion, running 800m with most of year 7 watching you is a rather unpleasant experience. But all you wise beings may already know that, and some extremely crazy people may truly enjoy the 800m.(Internet look of disgust.)

As I feel my blog quality is diminishing rapidly and may one day transform into a massive pile of mushed banana floating in the internet pointlessly, I am just going to post about whatever totally random dude stuff (clearly my favourite subject) and not worry about comments and followers and all that.

I am going to have a shot at the inspiration thing. Don't worry your's will all be better than mine, and I won't suddenly be crowned the inspiration master.

Hope you enjoyed this hippie fest. Did you pick me out of the other hippie model girls?

Ideas for me to write about?????????? Greatly appreciated and you will be worshipped.

Do you want me to post my story on here???

If you had to live in anything besides a house, where would you live? tree, kombi, mushroom?

Please, please comment.
ps; the title is from the song Lola by the Kinks:)