Tim Burton’s Mothers day tears and fire alarms

What I don’t get, is why Alice went home.

In Tim Burton’s version, she doesn’t have a wonderful relationship with her mother, her father is dead, her sister is off and married, she doesn’t like her friends and she doesn’t want to marry Haymitch. She just doesn’t want to be there. Of course, she had duties and what not but to be honest, ‘Underland’, full of such unimaginable creativity, ruled by the white Queen just seemed like a much better option to somebody in her position to be honest.

Then again, it was all a dream, so it’s very well she chose to go home because she’d have just woken up in that rabbit hole disappointed anyway.

I think I’ll read the book again in summer. There’s too much revision that has to come first so I  cant read it now. POOP.

Haven’t continued with my happiness posts in a while. I’ve been pretty busy and if I do find time i’m too tired to find things i’m happy about.

Today is mother’s day. 

Amy, William and I decided we’d surprise mum by getting up really early and making breakfast for us all. HOWEVER, as we were all creeping around the kitchen, I was cooking bacon, William was setting the table and Amy was writing out the card and wrapping Mum’s presents, I accidentally burnt the bacon and the fire alarm, which rings through the entire pub and house started to SCREAM. We ran around frantically opening every single door and window in the building like turning it off quicker was actually going to prevent mum from waking up and spoiling the surprise. She shortly came running down in her dressing gown, followed promptly by my dad in his boxers ( a sight I NEVER wish to see ever again ) and took the bacon, which was still slowly cremating away on the hob ( I left it cooking in all the commotion) and threw it in the sink. ‘WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON’ is all my half asleep father could say about three times before finally disconnecting the three or four fire alarms throughout the pub as Amy tried to hide mum’s presents from her and William hid from my dad’s rage.

I instantly burst into tears and cried ‘ I WAS JUST TRYING TO MAKE BREAAAAKFAAAAAAST’ and mum just started to laugh…. alot. and Dad’s expression softened as he hugged me. I was the laughing stock of the family.

Anyway, Mum scraped away the remains of the bacon and helped me start again before going upstairs to ‘pretend it never happened’, Dad went and bought us some more eggs ( the first ones were ruined ) Amy made a pot of tea and Williiam finished setting the table. 

The breakfast was lovely, the letter and presents us children got Mum made her AND DAD cry like babies ( or me half an hour before. ) and we got called ‘the best children ever.’ 

If brownie points were money i’d be living in a disney castle with a pink porsche by now.

Im very, very sleepy.

Love from me. x

 

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Wonderbox

Golly, I wish I had something inspirational or wonderful to write..

Today is the first of march. My dad’s birthday. Although it isn’t really, he was born on the 29th February and since that only happens once every four years, he chose today as his birthday this year.  I bought him three mini bottles of special blend whiskey, which cost around £10 each, which I don’t think is bad considering the normal sized bottles are as much as £150. Last night was a brilliant way to end 2014 February. woah, have you ever realised, we’ll NEVER have another February in 2014. Dad will never have another 57th birthday.. it’s so strange when you put it into perspective!

Anyway, random thought put out there, back to my actual story.. I went to see Russell Howard on his comedy tour with my friends. Seeing him live was great, so so so so funny. I’ve never seen a comedian live before then so it was a great first experience.

My friend from college, Georgina, was there too and even though I’d seen her not 4 hours earlier at college, it was so exciting when we text each other where we were sat and waved, because well… we were both there and in a room full of thousands of people, I suppose it was just more exciting haha.

There isn’t really a great deal more to say..other than the fact that it’s like I’m concious that exams are around 2 months away and I keep reminding myself that, yet revision is slow. It doesn’t help that we get so much homework it’s hard to find time to revise and keep up some kind of life, so I like to think homework = revision and I’m not being utterly Lazy.

BUT, another reason February ended great was because I got sociology student of the month. That made me smile.

I hope the end of your February and the start of your March was lovely.

Love from me. x

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