That famous person

Today I got out of school for the dentist or what not. And on my way back I walked past a cafe and I saw a famous Australian comedian! (Carl Barron) And I got excited because I knew him.
Carl Barron's so funny and so Australian. I watched him for the first time with my cousins a few months ago.
But not many people really know comedians like him. I don't think it matters very much anyway, but seeing the faces when I tell people that know him, that I saw him chillin' in a cafe, really made my day.
But that is actually the first time for a long time that I've seen a famous person in public.
It's like when you see a snake when you weren't intending too.
I(I mean the feelings of rarity and surprise.)
It's not special when you see the famous person on TV or go to one of their shows, just like it's not special seeing a snake in a zoo.
As a matter of fact I used to get really excited when I saw one of the Hi-5 people in public. I even remember it like it was yesterday. In the Airport, Charlie was dressed like a goth and we went up to her and had a lovely conversation.
And I say all this with a wink!

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Encouragement

I'm bad at encouragement.
I tried to encourage all my friends to get a club penguin when I was little. All my sisters friends had one and I wanted my own friends to have one.
It never worked. Actually, 2 years after I left those friends, one came up to me and asked if I had a club penguin account and I almost slapped them. For the 3 years I was with them, not once had they actually paid attention to me. Awwww.
I'm trying to encourage people at the moment to get a blog. And we can follow eachother. <3
Nearly all of them complain that they wouldn't know what to write. Another friend told me she still hasn't wrote her first facebook post and she's had it for about 3 months. (I love her anyway.)
But my last friend's reason was silly. She's getting twitter instead. Probably so she can stalk Justin Beiber.
Poor Kid that Justin boy. What with all this love mail and stalkers.
But I say all this with a wink!
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Remember that one book?

When  I was young I read this series called 'Rainbow Magic.'

It was so awesome. All about fairies and evil Jack Frost and Kirsty and Rachel would save the day with the powers of teamwork, friendship and their trusty fairy friends.

Last time I checked there were 134 books all about half a centimeter thick. I got excited when I finished one in 3 days. So young.

But when I got up to the Pet Fairies collection, I stopped reading them. I looked ahead of me and I saw the 'Fun-day fairies' and the days of the week were just not magical enough for me.

In English we got asked to remember a book we used to love but don't find interesting anymore. I chose this series. And when I got asked why, I just said it's because the authors are seriously trying really hard now, and I think deserve a break.There's even a movie now.

And I say all this with a wink!
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Bubbles!

Aren't they lovely? Especially when they go coloured in the sunlight, and flow around so freely.
And it's so wonderful when you blow a whole string of them and then they all float around!!
What if you were stuck inside a bubble? In movies and things whenever you get trapped inside a big bubble you can't seem to pop it and escape. The logic behind it all is crazy to me.
Because my bubbles always float around then gently fall down to the ground, or maybe even just pop in the air. If I were trapped inside a bubble I certainly wouldn't be their for long.
Because even when the bubble is weightless it falls, and eventually the bubble will pop. But somehow in movies the people in the bubbles float away.
Lesson here everyone, don't blow to big a bubble unless you've got a pointy stick in your back pocket or you're really heavy.
And I say all this with a wink!
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Diabetes

I wish there was a cure. A medicine. Something?
My younger sister has Diabetes Type 1, she's always doing needles and finger pricks and she can't have treats and I wish that sometimes she could.
For those who don't know what it is: Diabetes type 1 is a disease that occurs when your pancreas (organ behind stomach) stops working and producing insulin. Insulin act as keys to help the red blood cells carry the sugar or 'glucose' around the body. Without the key to get around the body, the red blood cells don't know what to do with the sugar and have no where to put it, causing you to faint. So you have to take needles that inject insulin inside the body and works that glucose right! ;)
By the way, I learned about all this in a cartoon video that has smiley faces on the insulin and the red blood cells and the glucose.
In science I'm learning about stem cells. Stem cells can be used to 'reconstruct' organs or broken down cells. (Basically) In my theory, perhaps stem cells could be used to maybe help a diabetics' pancreas and cure them!
That would be amazing. For ma sister. <3

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Magic!

My posts just keep getting longer and longer and longer.
But I'm gonna make this one short!
As a matter of fact I'm gonna talk about magic. More about Harry Potter. I'm reading them for the first time, and I'm already in my teens. Shame.
I started in the holidays and I'm already up to the 5th. (Proud*) And the hole time I read them I just kinda wish I was magic. Never mind the brooms, and if my school uniform consisted of a long dark robe and a pointy hat, I'd probably die.
But just admit it. Invisibility cloak? Yes. Butter beer? Yes. Wand that you can use as a torch light in bed? Yes.
Just a few things, ya-know?
Plus if I could recite all the spells I'd sound all foreign.
And I say all this with a wink!

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If Lessons were colours

We did this project one time and we had to make questions for every subject we did. We put our questions on slides and coloured the slides in a way that suited the subject.

And Oh deary dear.

They made Mathematics red! Maths! Red! Everyone knows that Maths is blue. Science is red. (Fire, blood and in a previous post, cherries.)
Well, as much as I tried to convince them other wise, Maths was kept as red, and then the next catastrophe occured, English was green! English is full of poems and colours and emotion. And PINK clearly shows love, happiness, embarrassment or even a bit of anger! Well, no one listens to me and so English stayed green.
Here is my list of average classes, and some that I used to take, with a perfect colour each:

Maths-Blue
English-Pink
Science-Red
History-Orange
Sport-Light blue or maybe white
Drama-Dark Purple
Music-Violet
Religion-Pale Yellow
German-Green
Chinese-Insane Yellow
Indonesian or Malay-Grey or Pale Orange
Technology-Not pale, but Light Green
The Library may not be a subject but it could be classified as a pale green. I say that because books always remind me of the Hungry Caterpillar.
And I say all this with a wink!
Love

Blueberry Polka-Dot Pancakes

One holiday, my cousin came over and he showed me this cool voice thing on the computer. Whatever you typed, the voice would try to say it, by relying on the vowels and consonants and the way they're supposed to sound. The voice is really robotic, but you can tell it's a man, a really dreary boring man.
We were typing in really funny words and listening to it, sometimes we just put in about a hundred random letters and listened to what it had to say.
I always typed in really crazy desserts or something, or really descriptive words that after a while, made no sense whatsoever. E.g The Blueberry polka-dot pancakes with extra vanilla cheesecake essence reminded the old frilly raspberry jelly flavored muffin all about back then when he was simply a purple iced and cherry ice cream topped fruity cupcake. If someone can make sense of this, I'll give them a hundred bucks. Never mind, I don't have a hundred buck, I'll give you a hug.
And I say all this with a wink!

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Red is Science

There's this game I play with my friends when we get bored.
You just keep saying 'why?' But the other person has to have an answer.
Like, why is the sky blue? Because it's God's pyjama's.Why? Because the Earth is his bed and the other planets are his pillow. Why? God is so huge and awesome he can't have no ordinary bed. Why?
And it keeps going.
One time I was playing with my friend and she asked me why cherries were red.
"Cherries are red because of Science."
"Why?"
"Because Red is Science."
"Why?"
"Science's parents were red."
"Why?"
"Genetics."
Something like that. So, everybody. That's how you play that game. Whoever goes the longest wins, and the best part about it is that the answer truly doesn't matter. Like God's pyjama's and Sciences' red parents.
And I say all this with a wink!
Love

Stupid Mistakes, not silly, stupid

A test you go and do feeling confident can just be ruined when you realise you got a question wrong because of a silly mistake.
Like today, I got my science test back, I was really looking forward to see how I went, I'd actually been trying hard this term, but I read through it and it turns out I drew a plant cell, NOT an animal cell.
Now they call them 'silly mistakes.' But I just felt stupid.  A downright 'smack yourself in the face because it was so obvious' kind of feeling. It was a stupid mistake. Not silly.And I couldn't do anything about. Except pray that when our tests get remarked (one of the teachers didn't know that half marks weren't allowed) I would get maybe a higher score. Maybe.

And I say all of this with a face-palm.
(But I say THAT with a wink!)

 

 

Shirley Barber

When I was little, Mum got me a Fairy Book. It was written and illustrated by Shirley Barber. I loved it so much. I read it all the time, it never got boring. So Mum bought me another book with lots of different stories in it. It came with a CD and I liked to listen to it all the time!
Shirley Barber is a fantastic illustrator, always drawing fairies and other mythical creatures. Shirley Barber actually made me believe in fairies for a long time and some of her drawings truly inspired me. But unfortunately I can only draw little girls with massive eyes. More inspired by anime I guess.
And I say all this with a wink!

Love

This picture was in the first book I read

Author related Bucket list

I should start a dream book. The other week I had a dream that I could describe in so much detail. I remembered it off by heart. I even typed it up and my family read it aloud. They said I was weird but amazing that I could remember it. Also, it was quite interesting.
So I decided I might start a dream book, and write down my dreams and let them be the inspiration to my stories. By the way, this little 'Promise to God' wants to be a writer when it's older. (Referring to myself) And I'm asking if it'd be okay to share these Author thoughts with you.......

Well it's not like you can answer, and this post will be pretty lame if it ends now, so here it goes!
1. Create a book inspired by what I see in the clouds
2. Write a book inspired by my collection of treasure boxes
3. Paint a room of your house dedicated to this sentence: 'Paint My Universe With Sprinkles'
4. Be the ONLY ONE to illustrate your books
5. Have my Mum and Dad read my Shirley Barber books to my kids when I'm out and they're baby sitting
6. Write a musical
There it is! My little Author related bucket list. And if you don't know who Shirley Barber is than I'll explain her in my next post. 
And I say all this with a wink!

amirite.net

When I'm not stacked with homework or on face book, I tend to visit this website called mylifeisaverage.com.
On that website there are endless posts about the strangest things that happened to that person that day. (Which makes no sense since the website is called My Life Is Average.) At the end of every post it is customary to type MLIA at the end. (Hence, My Life Is Average) And so one day I came across this post that said this person was on amirite.net and da-da-daa happened. So I visited this 'amirite' place and, my stars, one of my favorite websites yet. You post a statement and end the post with amirite? and people will agree (Yeah you are!) or disagree. (No way!) And then you see how truly right or wrong you are.
P.S I also found this website called mystery Google on mylifeisaverage.com, but I recently tried to visit it and it may have shut down. But Mystery Google is pretty shnazzy too.

And I say all this with a wink!

Let's go back 2 posts

I promised that I'd show you tell you about them new cups, and ever since I discovered my name means 'God's promise' I really feel that I should keep that promise. (Get on with it!) Okay okay!
Looking at this new cup I see ballerina's. With Peachy colored dresses, tight around the waist then bursting into a bomb shelf of frills and stopping at the knees. Oh how I wonder how ballerinas support themselves on their very tipsy-toes and how they can be so graceful about it. As the picture curves around the cup, there are more ballerina's but more tight together and they look like they've been cemented into the wall, reminds me of a french theater. Which is quite judgmental because I've never even been in a French theater.

And I say all this with a wink!

Name meanings

My stars, I was surprised when I found out what my name meant. Of course I don't mean Draw Dream Wish. I think typing that into the name dictionary would probably mess it up for life. Anyway, I always thought my name would have a beautiful meaning. My sisters do. "Rare, Clear and Bright" than "Gemstone" I typed my name into the word dictionary and got 'God's Promise.' I'm really not living up to my name all that much than, if I'm 'God's promise.' I mean, I believe in him and everything, but promise? That was the bit that got me.
Come to think of it, it's rather special. A promise sounds really special, a precious promise, promises are very important things to live up to. Dependence, people who have been promised to have to depend on those who made it.
Oh, now I have God depending on me? That's a lot to live up to. Oh, but I'm the promise God made. I wonder who I've been promised to? Catholics. I've been promised to an entire race. Wow, I wonder why I've been promised to them?
Now I'm just thinking too hard about this. Anyway......

And I say all this with a wink!

More Cups!

I probably shouldn't write about them since I haven't seen it yet, but I do spot a few girls with the cups and I'm not familiar with the picture, and I'll get one this afternoon and tell you about it!

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Man BBQ's and Girl BBQ's

I went shopping with my parents to buy a BBQ. We found a nice small one and would fit perfectly on our veranda. But dad didn't like it.

Mum says wit was because it was a Girl BBQ. And Dad was embarrassed about it. And apparently in our neighbor hood, the Dad's judge each other by how big or advanced your Barbie was.

So in the end we got a little Man BBQ. Which was probably in between a Man and a Girl. And we were satisfied. :D

And I say all this with a wink!

Love

Following

I don't like to follow. I feel like the person I'm following might get creeped out, or start to think they're the boss of me.

I was reading my sister's blog. And she talked about how she felt like a puppet on strings, and how she wanted to snip her strings and run away.

I guess I feel the same. Because every time I try to make a schedule or plan, I always end up looking another way. Normally that 'other way' is actually much more helpful. And normally, the only reason I want to make a schedule is so I can decorate it after.

And I say all this with a wink!

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Cups :D

At my school we use these special cups. They're not glass, or plastic and they can be thrown away, but they're really good cups. Like, REALLY GOOD cups.
And it seems the picture on the cups is always changing. And today I just decided to sit down and look at the picture. There's a lot of old fashioned people having a picnic outside. They're dressed up really nice, like, the men have top hats on, and the women have flowers on their dresses.
I'll be sure to update you, my blog, on the next set of pictures that appear on our cups.
And I say all this with a wink!
Love

And here's the first one!

Hey, I'm actually really new to all this. I don't even know how to change the design of this. It's taken me 15 minutes of non-stop looking for the 'New Post' button. But at last I've found it!
I'd like to share with everyone my personality and why I started this blog.
Actually, the main reason is because my sister has one and all her friends said that I should start one too. So here I am starting one!
But I also thought it'd be nice to reflect on my days and share them with you! As well as, I don't really know how to describe my personality exactly, and I thought if I recorded my actions and writing I might be able to figure it out.
Feel free to support me! <3

Oh yeah, and also, I'd like to call myself either Draw, Dream or Wish depending on my mood or feelings or actions. At the moment I feel like all three.
Thank You!
And I say all this with a wink!
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