In honour of my Dog, ILY Woody.

It's Monday night, 6.30, I know
because Neighbours just started and it's my favourite show.
I'm back quicker than ever and I need your attention
Because whoops, silly me, there's some things I forgot to mention.
I started a calender, because I'm so bad at dates
So now I can remember, just when I'm catching up with mates!
My friends, when they saw it, decided to write
messages to me, with all colours so bright!
This is November and it's not over yet
More things could happen and - they will, I bet!

Last week I came home and my mum said Sadly
Dad's been out looking for our poor dog, Woody
I cried quite a bit, and got a bit of a fright
I missed him already and hoped he was alright
I'll admit I went to sleep with tears running down
Hoping that tomorrow, Woody would be found
The next day we saw, on the Council website
They'd uploaded a photo of a Dog - that was BLACK AND WHITE
We called them up, but they were closed, tomorrow morning we'd try again
I was sad, but hopeful, that soon I'd have my friend!
Next morning at 9am we called and then we drove there
I felt sad for all the Lost Dogs, it just didn't seem fair
It was so loud, barks all around
We looked and we looked - Then WOODY we found!
He knew us straight away, yet seemed a little sad
I knew he had missed us, and missed him - we had!
We picked him up, and patted him and took him to the car
Promised him we'd never again let him get too far!
To be back with us, I knew he was glad
He made a noise as if to say "Where have you been?" when he looked at my Dad
When we picked him up, he looked a little down
but I assure you he's just tired, from his adventure - 2 days of walking around!

He's old and he's tired and he's cute and he's great, you see
Even though I'm not an animal person, I love him to bits and HE'S FAMILY

My tailbone is still sore, but I'm doing my best
trying to be brave (haha) and getting lots of rest!
Yesterday Court and I decided to go back to our childhood days
And we went to Timezone in Highpoint where we had a few plays!
First, there was the stacker, which I kept losing, after nearly a win
And then there was Courtney - The Claw machine King!

She won me a soft toy, from Dispicable Me
And because I haven't seen it, we called her Sophie!

Oh, and I finally got the Collingwood Carlton Drought Cans
Made especially for all the AWESOME Collingwood fans!
I got a Premiers sticker for my car, and one Stein for my beer
I also got a Collingwood stubby holder, which I'll forever hold dear!
So I've cried in Neighbours so much lately, and OH!! Packed To The Rafters too
Really sad for Ben, now Mel's gone - what will the poor guy do?
My other show's gone weird, but I'll never stop watching it, I say
Because no matter how strange, I (Flamin') love Home And Away!
This week is busy, but I hope to rest
I really should clean my room again because I swear it's in a mess
Oh and I got a 2011 diary and put all your birthdays*
Getting in early so I don't forget the important days!
In there already is 2011 Collingwood games, so I remember
Then there's New Years in January and Christmas in December
Sarah and Ryan's wedding anniversary and when school starts
My trip to Noosa, which I decorated with hearts!
All of these things, are important to me
Plus other things, I added in my diary!
So Woody, for Collingwood because he's black and white -
I'm so freakin' glad, you're back and ALRIGHT xoxox
I'm getting my hair done on Thursday and I really can't wait for the weekend
But for now I'll let you go - catch you later, my friend!

*all your birthdays actually means "if I know and love you, your birthday is in!"

Back...

I know it's been awhile and I've been MIA
I trust with this comeback - that I am here to stay,
I've been a little busy, things haven't stopped i swear 
I'll tell you all about it, in the hopes that you might care!
With excursions, sleep overs and a disco, work was pretty crazed
Especially when the subject of my dance skills, by one small kid was raised
She said I couldn't dance and 'stop please' was her request
So I quickly stopped my dancing, because I thought it best!
Another told me they didn't like the shoes that I had on my feet
And asked me kindly, 'please, miss, don't wear them next week!'
Then came my holidays and to a house I went away
With my friends affectionately called 'the posse' for Michelle's birthday!
There, time was spent watching Collingwood on the TV
Them beating Geelong made a very happy me!
We played football inside, I speccied Maki
I didnt hurt my leg, that time I was very lucky!
There are some photos that only the girls can see
So far it's only been, Mel, Jade...and me
When I came home, to a friends house I would drive
When two trucks took up the whole road - 'WTF do I do?' I would cry!
Then came the first grand final - with Collingwood winning at the start
Then from behind came St Kilda, they played pretty smart..
I cried, I screamed, I went silent and sad 
When I realized we drew - oh my god it was so bad! 
So the next week came, and we were back at the G
Again I was excited, I hoped Dale Thomas would kill it for me! 
Harry o, what a legend I really must say
Swan, too came out fighting hard that day!
I felt excited, I felt sick, I felt proud and happy
Just like mick malthouse and Eddie would be!
For this year, after the first grandfinal - and another the next week again
Collingwood became the premiers of 2010! 
Then I went back to work - tired from all the celebrations
Of collingwoods win, with friends and relations!
But I plowed on,
Knowing it wasn't long
Till I'd be with John farnham singing his song!
A day on the green, I counted the days
I was so bloody excited in so many ways!
I met Vika and Linda, they sang really well
They told me they knew someone named Seona, who spelt it like me as well!
When we said goodbye, they waved us away
Told us not to get 'too pissed' and to have a good day,
We waited for Johnny F, with wine and a little food
We were both in good spirits and really good moods! 
After Kate Ceberano, John Farnham came on
He sang 'you're the voice' and we sang along!
As he said goodnight, and we left toward the bus
There was a little hill and people in a rush
It was muddy from rain and with my dodgy knee
It was only ever going to happen TO ME
Down I went I fell pretty fast
I was pretty embarrassed I fell on my ass!
I quickly got up and walked the rest of the way, 
To the bus with Courtney as we said goodnight to the day.
In the morning I woke, what a pain I could feel
As the memories flushed back, oh the fall was so real.
Ouch, I cringed, every time I tried to walk
And I winced to myself when I tried to talk!
My leg it was swollen damn thing it hurt too
And if that wasn't enough I had to walk to the loo!
And then, just to top it, our bad luck weekend
Courtney's car wouldn't start, oh my poor, poor dear friend!
And I sat their in pain, as she called the RACV
Only to be told she's not a member and it's too hard to be 
So she called her dad who promised to come,
And we sat in the restaurant and watched the waiter run
And everytime I moved I was sad and I was sore
But sorry for Courtney, I was that and more! 
Victor was nice, kept checking on me
Telling me I was lovely, and so was Courtney!
Finally we were on our way - I needed to eat, so I found
But I couldn't walk so we got KFC when we were home bound!
Finally I got home - and straight to bed i went
Even though I was sore, a fabulous weekend was spent!!
And for now, a week later, my back is still sore
It's been hard to walk and I can't sit too long anymore
But John Farnham was worth it, it was so much Fun
Even though when I'm walking it hurts my bum! 
And that's all I've got, until next time
I hope I don't fall over, if someones luck changes, god please, let it be MiNE! 

The last couple a months you've missed

Hi! Wow, I have been so busy doing not much else but work, I forgot I had a blog. In the two months I've been awol, I've redesigned my room, had a birthday, been to Sydney, and cried a whole lot from TV shows slash movies.

First, my room. I got a new bed, which is real comfy and I got new shelving, which makes the mess in my room look a whole lot neater. Since I had a birthday I thought I'd grow up a bit (ha ha, that may never actually happen) and I took all my photos down from my room. There is nothing left but a few photo frames and white walls. The photos were old anyway, and needed to be updated, but I decided, after having found the digital photo frame I got from a couple of friends for my 21st, that I would update the photos on that, instead of printing out the MILLION OR 2, that I have on my computer.

The reason I got my new bed was because I was born 24 years ago. It was a birthday present from My parents and my sister. I didn't think they could forget my birthday if they tried. I kept reminding them and telling them what I wanted. Mum forgot my birthday! But I quickly reminded her and all was good again. The kids I work with loved that it was my birthday, I think they were more excited than me. It made me very happy. On the night, I went to an Irish Pub, because, well I love Ireland. So, I'd like to thank Claud, who, even overseas, was the first to txt a happy birthday msg to me. Thanks also to Courtney, who organised the Pub night and invited my friends, and thanks to my friends who came. And thanks, Megan - aka wifey, for introducing me to the Irishmen, who was pretty cute and claimed to be from Zimbabwe. There are a couple of hours I've forgotten and only remember vaguely because of photographic evidence, but it was a fun night none the less.

Collingwood are on top of the ladder, and I'm so darn excited it's not funny. I've been to more games than ever this year and think I may actually invest in a membership next year. It's such fun going and watching a game. Except this winter it is freezing and I don't think I put enough warm clothes on. I will have to also invest in some nice warm clothes. I went to Sydney with Mel to see the Pies v Swans, and I was ecstatic that we came out on top, but felt a bit sad for Mel, who travelled with me, especially to see Sydney at their home ground. But, it was fun after the game and we ended up staying out until 6am, at....another Irish Pub.

Last, but not least. So, there's been a craze going on. It includes Vampires, a boy named Edward, a girl named bella and little bit of a love story. Now, I watched the movie, perhaps made the mistake of watching it before I read the book, but I didn't really love it. In fact, when I tried reading the book, I wondered why anyone would think this would be interesting. I mean, it's so slow and the details are too many, can't you just get into the story? So, my friends have read it, watched it, loved it and talked it. And, I always stayed out of the conversation, only piping up with "Edward looks yuck, he's too white" to which most would reply with "he's a vampire, he's supposed to be." and then I shut up again. Anyway, so Jade, who, even herself thought she wouldn't jump on the bandwagon, did and I was left on my lonesome and joined the "we hate twilight club" on facebook. But, then the conversations continued. And I finally realized how people felt when I would talk about Big Brother. (shut up...I'm sick of this conversation.... ;) ) And then, I realised, I need to get on the bandwagon, well, not totally on it, like comfortably sitting on the wagon. But moreso, holding on to the edge of it. Not quite loving, but not hating either. And, then Sarah came back home for a holiday and she wanted to see the third movie, and that gave me the incentive to actually do it. So I watched the second movie, and may even try to read the books again.

More importantly we are going out for dinner tomorrow night and then it's off to the movies to see it. I know it will be fun because my friends are fun, and I can't wait to catch up for the second time with Sarah (who is awesome and I'm so glad she's back for a little bit :) )and I'm even a little bit intrigued to see what happens next in New Moon, or Eclispe....which one is it? ..... I'll just say the Twilight Saga.

Love to everyone!

The weekend that was.

You know when you're really really excited about something you've just remembered about? Well, no longer than 20 minutes ago I saw that I had recorded a Sneak Peak of Sex And The City 2 with SJP on Foxtel...you gotta love technology when you can record TV! Anyway, I got so excited and pressed Play straight away. My house is pretty boring, there's not much to do other than use the net or watch TV, and even with Foxtel, sometimes there's NOTHING on, so I was happy that for the next 20 minutes I will be occupied.



Well I started watching and there was a Red Carpet event, so I just assumed that Sarah Jessica Parker would soon walk down it, with a stunning dress, looking lovely and maybe even the others would join her too. I waited and I waited; And then, I waited even more. But Sarah Jessica Parker did not walk down in a stunning dress. She didn't even walk down in a dress I wouldn't be caught dead it. She just didn't turn up. The other three didn't either. What a let down.



I'm a bit tired this week. Friday night I had dinner at my brother and his wifes house. I'm pretty picky with food, like extremely picky. I don't like many vegetables. I don't eat cake. I hate Ice-cream. My soup has to be strained like I'm 5 years old because I can't - or maybe it's that I won't - eat lumpy soup. There I was sitting on the couch, chatting to all and eating the cheese and biscuits - and - my favourite snack...CABANA when I saw it. The Octopus.

I took this photo when I decided I would try it (I didn't pick it up and put it back. I'm hygienic!) but it did take me awhile to decide whether I would try it or not. I was contemplating forever. I was a little bit scared. There was a little girl there who wanted to pick one up so I told her it was yucky and she changed her mind and had a biscuit. Then she kept pointing at it saying "yucky" every five minutes. She was so cute. You should have seen her face when I picked it up. She said "yucky! yucky! put it in bin!" But I ate it. It was really salty. and tasted a lot like I'd fallen off my surfboard and swallowed water from the ocean. It was really chewy and I can officially say I've eaten an octopus, but I can also put it on the record that once is enough.

After that, I ate my dinner and played cars and play dough with the little babies who all were gorgeous and drank probably a bit to much and then decided I'd go to my friend Maki's house because he was having a little get together. But because I'd drank a bit too much, I went to his parents house and he hasn't lived there for a year. He lives with Jade so combine drinking a little and hearing "Maki's house" and not "Jade's house" which I'd normally hear plus my slow mind (ha ha) I got a little confused but in the end I ended up at Maki's (and Jade and Hayden's) and had another drink and was happy again. Oh, btw, just so you know, I didn't knock on Maki's parents front door, but...I wasn't far off it.

The next night was Trav's birthday and we went to James Squire, which I love... and I was a little bit dissapointed as was Trav because Collingwood got beaten. Michelle was dissapointed too, but not about the footy - she doesn't really care at all for footy - but because the boys were telling her she should get a beer so when we went to the bar, I said "You'd probably like the Golden Ale" So, Mich trusted me and I let her down, because upon her first sip she was almost ready to spit it out. She didn't though. She just had a look of disgust. BUT, she's wonderful because she kept drinking it. It took her near 2 hours, but she finished it.

After they called last drinks at JS, we went to Ding Dong, which I've never been to, at the time I was waiting in line, a guy came down the stairs and told my friend Courtney, that we should all use "Big Johnny's guestl ist" So the people who didn't already have a stamp got to use his list. Thanks Big Johnny, whoever you are. The music really surprised me because as much as I like the music the posse listen to, I don't really know it that much. But at Ding Dong, it played oldies music and I had a good time. My knee got sore by the end of it. So Jade and I got a lift with Courtney and Leanne and got home about 2. I think. Apparently Mich and the boys got home a lot later than that. I don't think I would have survived!

It's Monday night at only 9.20pm. I'm tired and my eyes are stinging, that means I've had a good weekend, but I've got to go to bed! Night everyone!

I have little/lots to say

So right now, at exactly this moment I am talking to Sarah, the friend I mentioned in my first blog that moved to Darwin with her husband. We were talking about blogging and I said I wanted to write something, but I didn't quite know what to write about. Sarah pointed out I had lots of things I could say so here goes. Wish me luck!

When I go shopping I always have to plan it. What shops I'm going to and in what order, because I hate shopping so much that I need to be in and out as quickly as possible. So, last Thursday I went shopping and with my plan in my mind, my next stop was Forever New. So I'm walking along, past the food court -which by the way I didn't stop at this time but usually do - and I'm looking around watching all the people eat at 4.30-5pm and I'm quite intrigued whether it's a late lunch or an early dinner and then it happens...

I feel my foot slide accross and my knee bend and the next thing I can feel is the front of my kneecap hitting the floor and then my knee landing sideways and underneith me. I'm still not even sure how it ended up landing sideways when I fell forwards, but anyway, My left arm hit the floor only seconds after that and I was so embarrassed that I didn't have time to cry.

I stood up quickly and my mum came rushing over, which was also embarrasing, but I was secretly glad someone I knew was there to help me. She asked me if my kneecap had dislocated and I said a quick no and tried to walk. She said the operation must have worked (I had one less than a year ago to stop my knee from dislocating.) and then someone came over and handed my mum my sunglasses which had flew off my head across the floor and landed at her feet. I couldn't even tell you what the lady looked like, since I was so embarrassed that I didn't even look at her and only just heard my mum say thankyou. My mum took my bag and carried it for me and I limped all the way to Forever New. I brought a scarf from there and the sales lady asked me how I was. I wanted to yell and scream that I was in pain and my knee was killing and I fell over but all I said was "good thankyou" and she said "enjoy the rest of your night" as I was leaving and all I could say was "I will."

Mum wanted to go elsewhere but I was in so much pain and had to go to my friend Freyah's birthday that night, so I just wanted to go home and have a rest before I went into the city for dinner. On the way home I felt so sore and crabby that I didn't say much in the car. When I got home I checked my kneecap and already it was swollen and had a bruise. It was the weirdest bruise I've ever seen. It was these tiny little purple spots, like someone has poked me with pens.

A week and 2 days on and I'm still in pain, it's still swolen and the bruise is still there. I thought after the operation I was going really well. But this one fall has been a step backward. It was bending so much better lately and now after the fall it hurts when I try to bend it. I was just starting to get back to walking up the stairs pain free, and now it's hurting to do that again. I wasn't able to go down stairs very well and I still can't do that, so there's no change there. It is just so frustrating that I want to scream. But I won't. I've been icepacking it as much as possible, trying to do it every night but I'm so forgetful that I forget to put the icepack back into freezor sometimes. Hopeless.

Ok here's some poetry now.

On that very first day that I met you, I thought it might be hard

To guide you on the right track, from a life that's been so sad

You told me who you were, and you laughed a little loud

And when I laughed along with you, I could tell that made you proud

But in an instant that all changed and your smile just dissapeared

And the way you were, was different now, the others had just neared

And from that day on I would see just how quickly you could change

For not one second of your life, could ever be the same

One minute you are laughing and the next you may just cry

And I always see you giving up, when you promised you would try

I try not let it get to me when you push me away

Because you never stop fighting me, even when you want me to stay

Freedom makes you happy, it's the one thing everybody sees

And I can really notice when you try so hard to please

When you're angry you can't help but cross that line

I see you're saddest moment is when you think you've been left behind

You've said bad things and from the truth you've walked away

And you've given me nothing, sometimes even for days

I've tried to help when I think you're ready for it

Even on the days when you choose to ignore it

I've let you sit there when you've been upset

Even in the times when you show no regret

I know you've hurt those around you, just because they're there

And I know that when you do it, sometimes you just don't even care

I've heard you when you're angry and I've seen you when you're strong

I've heard you when you're sorry and I've seen you not admit when you're wrong

But out of nowhere you thank me, just for being there

And you smile for just one second and it lets me know you care

And though it lit up the room when everything was dark

That smile of yours was never going to last

For in just a moment you'll remember, just how hard it is to be

Inside the body of a person, that acts too differently.

Tad bit long. Sorry!

Pieces of me part 1.

Hi! When I signed up for this blogger account, my intention wasn't to write a blog of my own, but to comment on my friend Sarah's, who's just moved to Darwin and started up her own blog. My friend Jade inspired Sarah (and others, I don't doubt) to write a blog and now perhaps both of them have inspired me to do so too.

I was thinking that it might make me stop updating my facebook status every five minutes too, if I have have a blog. Or not, that's a promise I can't make because I have an unhealthy obsession with updating my status. If this helps me not update it so much, I think it could make some people a little bit happy.

Anyway, as I was saying before I interupted myself, I wanted to comment on Sarah's blog and I was trying forever to do so, well, not forever, obviously - but a good 10 minutes. It just kept saying something like "You cannot comment on this blog." I'd commented on Jade's many times before, so I just figured maybe I have to register to be able to comment on Sarah's. So, I did. Then I commented on Sarah's blog and left the computer a happy girl.

Fast Forward a a couple of weeks later - to today - and here I am. It's 11.34 at night and I can't sleep - which isn't unusual because I'm a night person, not a morning person - and so I decided to write a blog. I'm half way through and I'm still not sure what I'm going to write about.

Reading other blogs, I've come to notice that a first blog is usually about themselves. So, I guess I'll just continue with that tradition and write about me.

I'm Seona, but it's pronounced Shona. I am aware that it is different, maybe even a little weird. With the name comes a lot of questions.
"How do you spell it?"
"How do you pronounce that?"
"Where is your name from?"

It is pretty funny when a person reads my name for the first time and says "that's such a pretty name! How do you pronounce it?" I just think to myself "How do you know it's pretty, when you don't even know what it is?" Some people call me See-own-a, others Shawna. I stopped correcting people ages ago. I remember when I was at school, for the first few weeks at the beginning of every year, my friends would yell "it's "Shona" for me, because I gave up correcting the teachers when they called the roll.My friends call me (it's pronounced) Shown. But my friend Courtney, who thinks she's funny loves to call me "see-own."

The things I love are my friends, my family and all my technology. The things I hate are clothes shopping, ice-cream and chocolate. I am fully aware that people think thats not normal. I don't like dogs and cats. Well, it's not that I don't like them because I can see that dogs are cute, but from a distance. The only dog I will let near me is my own. Woody is cute and old and friendly and never jumps on me. Cat's stare at me as though they're ready to pounce. When I had an operation on my knee, I went to my friend Claudia's house and I sat on her couch with a huge ugly brace on, that prevented me from bending my leg, or walking very fast. Certainly not running - and she held her cat near me because I couldn't run away and I just screamed so hard. I think I grabbed onto Jade's t-shirt, like I thought that would protect me - sorry Jade.

Other than that I'm just someone who loves going out, catching up with friends and having fun. I'm really emotional and I cry in movies and in TV shows. I take my camera with me everywhere and I have thousands of photos - if not more - not even kidding. I have an older Sister, 3 older brothers and, if you do the math, that makes me the youngest of 5. It has it's good points and it's bad, much like anything in life, I guess.

That's it, I'm done for now. Hopefully I haven't scared you off just yet. Hold out til one more - if you still don't like this, then I give you permission to leave. ;)

seeya'

Seona

(that's pronounced, Shona, remember?)

P.s Tomorrow, Collingwood play Essendon and of course The Pies are going to win. Since it's ANZAC day, let's remember all those who fought for our Country.