Take me out, tonight;

Very excited about the prospect of spending New Years Eve in the beautiful city of Dublin! If we do go, fingers crossed, i'll be sure to upload some pictures using my new camera, oooh. Not a lot to report other than i'm older, wiser, and stupidly in love x

Romeo & Juliet

And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be
All I do is keep the beat, the bad company
And all I do is kiss you, through the bars of a rhyme
Juliet, I'd do the stars with you any time

Juliet, when we made love, you used to cry
You said, "I love you like the stars above, I'll love you till I die"
There's a place for us, you know the movie song
When you gonna realise, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?

Love is not a victory march;

It's a cold, and it's a broken, Hallelujah

I used to live alone before I knew you;

Love&Kisses xx

Treasure

“Few people, very few, have a treasure, and if you do you must hang onto it. You must not let yourself be waylaid, and have it taken from you.”- Alice Munro, Runaway.
x

Sail away with me...

I am the ship in which you sail,

little dancing bones,

your passage between the dream

and the waking dream,

your sieve, your pea-green boat.

I'll pay whatever toll your ferry needs.

And you, whose history's already charted

in a rope of cells, be tender to those other unnamed vessels

who will surprise you one day,

tug-tugging, irresistible,

and float you out beyond your depth,

where you'll look down, puzzled, amazed.

-Maura Dooley

They said: There's too much caffeine in your bloodstream

And a lack of real spice in your life.

Without a single doubt in my mind, moving to Sheffield is the best thing I have ever done. I love the city. I love the bustle, the shops, the scenery, the nightlife. Today Billy and I took some time out to sit on the grass by the fountains, and basked in the sun. Happiness is seeping out of me constantly. I'm studying my passion in life, and on thursday I'm going to become one of those sad people sat in starbucks, drinking a coffee doing 'people sketches' for a book i'm roughly working on. HAPPY LADY indeed. Gush gush gush. Love love love. I'm remembering how to live.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Something Beautiful...

"If you can't wake up in the morning
'Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it, try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way."

<3<3<3

Each day is a gift

"One day on a yellow piece of paper, he wrote a poem,

and he called it "chops"

because that was the name of his dog.

and that's what it was about

and his teacher gave him an A

and a gold star

and his mother hung it on the door

and read it to his aunts

that was the year father tracy

took all the kids to the zoo

and let them sing on the bus

that was the year his little sister was born

with tiny toenails and no hair

and his mother and father kissed a lot

and the girl around the corner sent him a

valentine signed with a row of x's

and he had to ask his father what the x's meant

and his father always tucked him in at night

and was always there to do it

once on a piece of white paper with blue lines

he wrote a poem called "autumn"

because that was the name of the season

and that's what it was all about

and his teacher gave him an A

and asked him to write more clearly

and his mother never hung it on the kitchen door

because of its new paint

and the kids told him

that father tracy smoked cigars

and left butts on the pews

and sometimes they would burn holes

that was the year his sister got glasses

with thick lenses and black frames

and the girl around the corner laughed

when he asked her to go see santa claus

and the kids told him why

his mother and father kissed a lot

and his father never tucked him in at night

and got mad

when he cried for him to do it

once on a piece of paper torn from his notebook

he wrote a poem

called "innocence; a question"

because that was the question about his girl

and that's what is was all about

and his professor gave him an A

and a strange steady look

and his mother never hung it on the kitchen door

becaue he never showed her

that was the year that father tracy died

and he forgot how the end

of apostle's creed went

and he caught his sister

making out on the back porch

and his mother and father never kissed

or even talked

and the girl around the corner

wore too much makeup

that made him cough when he kissed her

but he kissed her anyway

because that was the thing to do

and at three a.m he tucked himself into bed

his father snoring soundly

that's why on the back of a brown paper bag

he tried another poem

and he called it "absolutely nothing"

becaue that's what it was really about

and he gave himself an A

and a slash on each damned wrist

and he hung it on that bathroom door

because he didn't think

he could reach the kitchen."

If you hate the taste of wine

Why do you drink it until you're blind?

Amy Winehouse. Yet another vicim of the 27 club. It is simply a mere coincidence that I'm currently reading 'Trainspotting', the bestseller by Irvine Welsh. Absolutely bloody amazing, a tale of drugs in the 80's. So this, combined with Amy Winehouse's recent death has got me thinking about life. I currently see it from this rather depressing and uninspiring angle; you spend a lifetime conforming to a society and its rules, you're expected to get a job, go on benders, marry some lucky bugger, grow old, then die. You spend your entire life searching for the answers to the big questions, that inevitably remain unanswered. 'Why are we here?' 'What is the meaning of life?' There has to be more than this. Taking this into account, it is somewhat understandable to see why people would be attracted to drugs- to escape from the dismal reality. Life is dull, take esctasy. Slip into a surreal fantasy world where everything is intensified. Until the comedown, by which point you'll find yourself craving more, more escapism, more feeling, less reality. And here lies the danger. 

Sometimes, you need to lose yourself..

.. To find yourself again. 

'Such a morning it is when love

leans through geranium windows

and calls with a cockerel's tongue.

When red-haired girls scamper like roses

over the rain-green grass;

and the sun drips honey.

When hedgerows grow venerable,

berries dry black as blood,

and holes suck in their bees.

Such a morning it is when mice

run whispering from the church,

dragging dropped ears of harvest.

When the partridge draws back his spring

and shoots like a buzzing arrow

over grained and mahogany fields.

When no table is bare,

and no beast dry,

and the tramp feeds on ribs of rabbit.'

-Day of these days by Laurie Lee-

It has been ages since i've blogged- too many night's out and reckless behaviour. Cutting straight to the point, I haven't felt like myself in a while, and only recently have I begun to remember the things that are most important to me. Must start painting again. Today was a beautiful day to enjoy the sun, so we ventured off to Elvaston castle for fun and mischief. Oh and a picnic. Thought I would share some pictures..

All my love x

but i don't care if you don't, and i don't feel if you don't, and i don't want it if you don't..

and I won't say it, if you won't say it first

"Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for"

Why is it, we as humans, desire the unattainable. Is it in our nature, to never be satisfied with what he behold, but to carry on wistfully seeking something which it is deemed impossible to achieve? I've been thinking a lot lately, about what I have and what I don't have, and what it is exactly that I want. Of course, the answers are obvious. Somewhat unattainable, but obvious.

Baby, I always said I wouldn’t reminiscence..

.. Become too busy with regrets to create the cares.

So excited! I have just finished my last exam, it went really well, and can feel the freedom encompassing me. Bring on getting wasted tonight with my beauts, cannot wait. The only thing I would love more than this right now is to be at Uni, i'm already counting down the days! I've got a feeling they're going to be the best years of my life, so I intend to fully make the most of them e.g- consume copious amounts of alcohol, do the bare minimum work. I have a few plans for summer;

-France with my boy (ooh lala)

-Lots of nights out with the best ones

-Summery picnics

-Get a tattoo (i'll upload the design later)

-Summer ball.. which I still need a dress for!

-Catch up on some reading

-Road trip! This has to happen. I don't mind driving :)

All in all, I could not be happier right now.

It's not considered a successful night out without dropping a kebab in a taxi and having the police come to tell you off for 'soiling' it.. Since when did a bit of lettuce and sauce became classed as 'soiling' a taxi? Beyond me. Still haven't paid them, the c*nts.

All my love, a rather happy emilie xx

Paper dreams, honey..

Absolutely in love with Su Blackwell's paper book sculptures, her work is amazing!

Oh how I love distracting myself from revision.. Couldn't resist these little treats.

Alice in wonderland- A mad tea party.