Advice learned from the past for the future. FFR

Formally Informal.

This is not a lecture, and by no means am I telling you how to live your life, and I am not going to make a huge rant out of this. The only thing I really wanted to say is as follows...

No matter what, you can't say I love you to her too many times. Actually... I encourage you to say it as many times as you possibly can throughout your life. It is never a waste. Try to hold back the shitty things you want to say at the moment. I know... it is inevitable. Shitty things will be said to her that you will immediately regret as soon as the words leave your lips, I get it, that is unavoidable. If you don't regret the shitty things you've said, well you should, and shame on you. But, whether you regret it or not, when she dies you will remember every single shitty thing you have said to her, I can promise you this. The guilt will crush you, and there will be someone waiting to remind you of the other shitty things you've said or done to disappoint her and it will destroy you.

For the love of god do not go to bed pissed off at her. Whether she said something to piss you off, or maybe she did something insensitive to annoy you, chances are, she regrets it too. She probably didn't even mean to say or do it. She is human to... for fuck sake. Don't let her go to bed thinking you hate her, or that she fucked up. Get over it. Tell her I love you, write her a note reminding her that you love her, for her to read in the morning. Hug her. Oh god hug her. Let her smooch you in front of your friends. Let her embarrass you. You can never love her too much... at least try to love her as much as she loves you.

This is not a lecture, and I am not trying to tell you how to live your life, I am just saying if I could go back in time knowing what I know now, I would take my own advice and tell Mom I love you at least one more time. 

♥AleaCollard♥

If I was a bird.

If I was a bird
   I could not fly.
My wings would not work.
If I was a sparrow,

my song would be bitter,
out of tune.
If I was a bird,
    I'd be truly lousy, at best.
Clumsy,

         heavy,
slow.
If I was a bird,
   My bones would be dense.

If I was a bird,
    I'd probably be dead.

-Alea Collard

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♥Christmas... Ideas.... ♥

CHRISTMAS!!!♡♡♡

So, I thought I'd make a Christmas list, because I know personally I can be tricky to shop for (apparently...) But I'd thought I'd also make it a post about ideas for what to get your friends, or whatever! I was trying to make a "what to get your boyfriend for christmas" post, but I DON'T EVEN know what you would get your boyfriend. I don't know what I am supposed to get my boyfriend for Christmas... ANYWAY HERE GOES c:

                                 

Ugh, the sweater on the left has been in my favourites for so long, it is an apricot sweater from she inside! I think it is on sale now!! I really like it. I think it's baggy, and just perfect for wintery days c: I think any girl loves having these types of sweaters in their wardrobe, so you could look for things like that for you friends! Usually they have cute colours and whanot! The sweater on the right is just a plain white sweater, I have an obsession with them. I just love them.

Oh boy, sometimes I just go through the she inside floral dresses and wheeze, because I just love so many of them!!! These two are mega cute, I wouldn't be able to decide which one I would buy, but I think the are so simple, and tasteful! I don't know how many people like this style of dress, but I know I do! 

Oh what... HEY, this is already ON MY BLOG! Yup I still haven't bought it yet, but that's fine, I am in no rush for it. I would personally get it in the light grey! However, I know as a cat lover, I love any type of cat print, cat face, anything cat things! I know a lot of my friends are that way too. hehe. 

Frick, this bunny ear dress is soooo stinkin' cute. I squeeled when I saw it on syndrome's website, again, this is just something I like. I don't know how many people would like something like this, but I'd probably wear it everyday, or to the movies. Love love love. 

                                     

Ummm, what girl doesn't love a simple black dress? I know I always love black dresses. They make your waist look tiny, and your boobies look voluptuous! Plus style that with some cute peach colour accessories, or dark green, blue, red, WHATEVER your cute little heart desires, and boom you've got a rocking outfit n__n. This is from syndrome! 

Sigggh, I love pandora charms. I got a pandora bracelet from my second family (my best friend's parents, and her!) And I am obsessed with the charms. I always feel guilty asking for charms, because they can  get really really pricey. But gosh, pandora charms are like the best GO TO gift for your loved ones, go get them a bracelet, or if they already have a bracelet, you get off your butt and buy them cute charms! Such a perfect gift. So easy! These four are my absolute favourites right now! The top two are the holiday season ones! 

Just putting this here, it's a simple dress, and a cute idea for a friend who loves dresses. I love this dress, like I said, I shop she inside's floral dress section on the daily looking for sales. This one was like first on the page. I really like it. Simple dresses are such a good idea for friends I think. If they wear dresses anyway. 

I think these sushi pillows are so fricken cute. I know the picture kind of sucks, but basically it's a pillow that looks like sushi. I know I love pillows because they make my room look cute. I am definitely getting my friends some cute as heck pillows for Christmas, they're perfect, and cuddly. I love that! c: I think so cute ideas would be a nintendo controller pillow, you can search it up on ebay, I am too lazy. Also cat pillows, those are cute! And panda ones, ugh! There are so many cute pillows out there!

This is something I personally want, it's a pine green velvet skater skirt. I am absolutely in love with it. I was meaning to buy it the other day, but i am just going to wait. I found this on EBay for like 6 or 7 bucks. What a great deal. I absolutely love the way this girl styled it. It looks perfect with that oversized mustard coloured scarf and grey sweater. Absolutely love it.

Some other ideas!!! 

3DS XL Case! (I tried to find cool ones and this one really stood out!)

 

I will make better posts in the near future, this is truly just an ideas post, nothing truly special about it, I didn't put too much effort into it either! I apologize. I am going to do a "What I have been up to" post in the near future, as well! That one will be a little more... Interesting, to say the least hehe c:
Have a good weekend!

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(¸.·´ (¸.·´ (¸.·¨¯`♥    -Alea

It has been a while...

I know I haven't made a post in a really really REALLY long time, because I was in Europe, and busy doing stuff. I will make a blog post about my Europe trip in the near future, but I just finished this short story I had been working on it since I got back, and I feel like I wanted to post it instead of a post about my trip to Europe.
It is a completely RAW version of the story, which means I didn't edit it. I didn't go through and fix up my grammar, or change some vocabulary. I just decided I would post it completely raw, I feel like it makes it more real in a sense. I write every single one of my stories by hand, so they take me a really long time to complete, and type up. It is probably my shortest short story I have ever written. I am a little bit embarrassed about it, but here goes.

Half-Dead

          She hardly felt human at times. Especially lately. The first time she gave up hope was a long time ago. She thought that was it. There would be no more breakdowns, because she'd be dead soon. Well, she was partially right. There were no more breakdowns, and she was half dead. Her mind wandered, and she found herself at the sea. She could hear it, and taste the salt upon her lips. In her mind, she was all alone. No one could laugh at her, or punch their poisonous words through her fragile soul. The only thing she could feel was the sweet sea breeze dancing with her long auburn hair. She could hear herself giggle. Girlish, childish, cute, and completely her own. No holding back. In her dream, she danced on the shore. Twirling, doing her own form of ballet. She could do as she pleased.
          Sometimes she was dressed in a long white gown, that flowed carelessly in the breezy wind, picking it up as she twirled, and ran across the sand. Other times, she wore nothing, letting the sea watch her in her complete vulnerability. The salt stuck to her skin, and the sea caressed her more gently than she had ever felt in her life, the gentle hands touched her face, and kissed her tenderly.
          She dreamed all day. Finding herself in many places such as hill tops over looking pastures of sheep, air filled with manure, and the Earthy scent. Other times she was in a town, empty, with a long gravel road disappearing into each horizon she found. With exotic shops on each side of her, filled with anything she could have ever wanted. But, no matter where the dream had started, she always found herself back at the sea. This is where she had always belonged, she preferred it this way. It was just her, and her sea.
          One evening she sat in the sand, and threw her head back as she faced the sea. The sun was setting, and everything was calm. She could only hear the waves crashing upon the sandy shore. With her eyes squeezed tight, she listened. She listened with all her might, she listened as best as she could. She listened to everything, and sometimes she listened so well it was almost as if her ears sprouted other ears, and she could really hear. Every time she had moments like this, moments where she could really hear, she swore she could hear the sea beckoning to her. Calling her name, and telling her to wake up. She laughed every time. Why would she wake up? This is where she belonged. This is exactly where she wanted to be. After all, this is where she felt most alive

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There had always been an odd silence in the room. The ceiling fan whirred methodically, the sound of the heart beat monitor beeped incessantly. Beep... beep... beep. The IV dripped every second. Machines had one purpose, and that purpose was simply to be machines, and do nothing but that. Eight months had passed. Eight months since the accident. Her bedroom never changed since that day, other than the machines that constantly watched the room, like unwanted guests at a birthday party. Everything was exactly the same, her makeup bag, hair dryer, and hair brush sat in the exact same spot on her vanity. On the back of her door hung two sweaters, one black, and one blue. Everything was exactly the same, it was almost as if nothing had happened at all. Her posters of bands, and rock stars gazed over the room from the wall above her bed, making sure that nobody harmed her.
          To her family, it was an accident. They had washed her clothes that she had been wearing, and tried to pretend there wasn't a dark cloud looming over their heads, lurking behind every corner of their lives. For eight months, it had been cold even on the hottest days. Everyone knew deep down that it had not been an accident at all. Accidents must happen accidentally for them to be considered an accident. No... what had happened was completely done with purpose. Everyone knew this, but no one admitted it. The signs had been apparent before. The signs that there was a purpose, even before the purpose had even surfaced, yet everyone ignored it.
          Every evening he sat there beside her bed. That chair, after eight long months, became his. His bed, his lifeline, his social-life. His. He listened to the whir and hum combination of the stupid ceiling fan above her bed. The relentless drip of the IV keeping her -sort of- alive. He examined her sleeping eyes, and listened to the constant beep... beep... beep of the heart monitor machine that let him know that somewhere in there, she was still alive. He returned every evening, at the same time, and stayed all night. So that she would not be alone, to dream alone. Softly, he whispered her name, and wished he could have been there for her, before it got to this. Every night, he grasped her tiny, cold hand, and begged her to wake up. Sometimes, only for a moment, he swore he could see her smile, then he knew, somewhere in there, she was still half-alive. 

My Cats

I decided to dedicate a post to my lovely cats, because they are the main reason I am able to get through  my everyday life! I know this doesn't really "go" with my blog, but I figure it's necessary since I love them so much c:

The first cat I have is Peaches. I love this cat dearly. He is so chilled out, and he is always cute, and happy. I love watching him roam around the yard and catch stuff. Like bugs, and frogs. He is really funny. Peaches is probably 5 or 6 years old! We traded in two mating turkeys to a lady who owns a (baby) animal petting zoo, and Peaches was getting beat up from the other male cats :(. When my dad acknowledged Peach , the lady asked my dad if he wanted the cat, and my dad said "Hell yeah!" Pretty good trade, a wicked cat, for two turkeys that happened to "run" away from the farm after... We still have Peaches, so lucky trade! He is not a very good sleeping partner, because he moves around too much, he snores, and he is very noisy. Not to mention he is sort of a big cat. He isn't (REALLY) fat, but he is really just a big built cat. Everyone that comes over tells me that they want to steal Peaches, because he is such a nice cat. We rescued him! And he rescued me, because I have a very small amount of friends, and due to being antisocial, he is basically my best friend. I tell him everything, because he does not judge, no matter what I tell him. 

He is rolling in dog fur after I just brushed the dogs... Very cute... And weird

 The second cat we have is called Nick. Dad, and I suspect that she has been kicked out of her previous home, because for a stray cat, she sure loves it inside. So, I am guessing she was an indoor cat. At the beginning of summer, I found her in the garage, and she hung out there for a little while, until I decided to catch her and take her to the vet. The vet said that she was from the Humane Society, when the other owners registered her tattoo. They said her name was Bailey, but she has never responded to Bailey, ever.. They also said that she was 11 years old, which I think is a load of fooey. I think they read the tattoo wrong. They also said they called the previous owner, and there was "no answer" which I also think is a fib, but whatever. So we were kind of stuck with her. Truthfully, I wasn't fond of her at first. She poops on the floor (STILL), and she is really mean to Peaches which isn't cool. But, my dad said we could keep her. She is a sweetie, and when I first brought her into the house, it took her a few hours to warm up to me, but she came and sat beside me on the couch, and she was letting me pet her. After a while, she warmed up to the place, and now she has adopted me. She is very snuggly, and cute, and her fur is very soft. She is very weird though. She still does poos on the floor, and beats up Peaches :c, when I move out I will take her, and Peaches will have his yard and house back, because he loves being outside too much, and it would be cruel to keep him trapped in the apartment all by himself with no frogs to catch! She is very playful TOO! She sleeps with me all night, and purrs so softly, and keeps me warm. I am glad she adopted me, because it sometimes seems like I am not wanted by anyone, so at least she thinks I am good enough to be her friend!

She's not too crazy about having her picture taken, but she is so cute.

I know it is silly to say that a cat has saved you, but if you felt as if you had no one, and nothing to live for, but your cats made you happier than anything, then I think it is appropriate to say that your cat has saved your life. I definitely would not have been able to get through high school without Peaches to cuddle with, and to play with. And I definitely would have felt lost if Nick didn't choose me as her master. I hope everyone can have a playful, cute, animal companion to keep them company when they are lonely. 

My Adventures!

I decided to post some of my favourite pictures I have taken with my Nikon 1 S1! Just some adventures I have been on, and pretty things I have photographed. Most of these things are either interesting to me, or just plain beautiful! I am planning on making these posts fairly regularly. 

I didn't caption any of these photos, because they are fairly self explanatory, but if you need explanation just comment or let me know c: Have a great rest of the week!