Umm.... So she's skinny now...

I know weird right?! I mean she was never really in the media a lot so this was such a SHOCK.
Oops, forgot to tell you who I talking about... again.
So I am talking about Ricki-Lee Coulter you know that singer? I think she's Australian?
So last time I saw her was on ROVE which was QUITE a while ago considering ROVE was cancelled like in 2009. And all of sudden she appears on MTV in her music video for that song that I kinda like that is kinda stuck in my head called Raining Diamonds (I still yet to have found the meaning of the song).
And I'm like 'who's this by? Ri- Ricki-Lee? WOW SHE'S SKINNY NOW... Jeaaallooouuusss...'
 Ricki-Lee Song/Music Video

Before....

After!

Typical Media article about her diet and stuff.

Update: Was it Crabbe?

So you know how like AAAGGGEEESSS ago I thought maybe that guy who was stabbed outside a club was the guy who played Crabbe but it turned out it wasn't, so I thought I got the news story all wrong?
Well turned out I wasn't wrong about the news story or the fact that it was someone from the Harry Potter cast. The guy who played Crabbe is still alive, selling weed, rapping and getting arrested for participating in the London riots :B (BTW :B is bucktoothed smiley face). The guy who WAS killed was defending his brother or something and was stabbed and he was meant to be playing Marcus Belby, but apparently had JUST finished filming as the role of Marcus Belby on the sixth Harry Potter film (I forgot what character Marcus Belby was, maybe he was in the Slug Club IDK).
Link to the Article

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Magical place.
So, I'm pretty sure I've sent this out before, but here it is again because it was quite a while ago.
Before I give you the link there are a few things I'd like to clarify; I do not post/reblog pictures of people flipping the bird, in skimpy outfits, drinking or smoking. I do not post pictures of MYSELF and if I do it isn't of my face and if it is of my face you wouldn't be able to recognise me because it'll only be parts of my face, eg eyes (it sounds like  the equivalent of 'I am not a psychopath that rips peoples bodies apart, take pictures of them and then post them on tumblr').

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The Secret Garden

So, when I was a kid, my faveourite movie was The Secret Garden. And I don't know why I loved it but I just did. And I watched it today (on VHS, don't judge) for old times sake (not the VHS part, just the fact that I watched it for old times sake, we only own it on VHS) But did you know I always wanted to move houses when I was a kid? No, I bet you didn't.
But the reason that I always wanted to move house was because I wanted to go exploring, even though the type of house we would get, there wouldn't be much exploring to do, because I would've finished it in like five minutes.
So I realised, if I were to move house it will have to be HUGE and have HEAPS of secret passageways and underground tunnels.
And I thought, oh won't it be sweet if I married a (brown haired) man that built me a house like that?
But then I realised, it will be fun; but not as fasinating. No people will have lived in the house before me, there was no history behind it up until now.
It's also like Coraline in someways.
But if you really wanted me to go HARDCORE on this dream of mine, I'll have a large garden to explore as well thanks.
And I have been to Hearst Castle (that's in California), Larnach Castle (that's in Dunedin), Tower of London (that's in London) and Windsor Castle (that's in Windsor). But they usually don't (pratically always) let you into the passageways and underground tunnels (mainly for security reasons (or something along those lines)).
So basically what I'm saying is, if I marry a brown haired man, and he wants to see the expression of pure amazement and wonder on my face then he should defiantly live in/buy me a giant house with secret passageways, underground tunnels, lots of history and stories behind it with lots of rooms he is more than welcome.

Hearst Castle; Birds Eye View

Hearst Castle; Neptune's Pool

Hearst Castle; The Indoor Pool

Lanarch Castle

Windsor Castle

Tower of London

Tower of London; Apparently the most Haunted place in ALL of Tower of London, of course much like the passageways and underground tunnels they don't let you in there. Hmph. >:(

Tower of London; The Beef Eaters (?)

Tower of London; on of the many stairs to one of the many towers in the Tower of London (they really need to work on that tower plural thing, I mean come on?)

Tower of London, The legend says when the Ravens leave the Tower of London the Palace will fall and the Royal family will fall with it. That must be the reason for the cages for the Ravens.

So The Secret Garden has led me back to my childhood and made me realise my REAL dream home.

My dog is so ugly she barks at her own reflection.

Okay, so my dog isn't ugly (well at least I don't think so). But we have an oven (we only own one oven) that is like refective. And you have to get really close up to see what's inside, and this oven isn't built into the kitchen cabnets, it's just ground level (if you really gave a damn, it is actually a stove/oven and it's a GAS oven). Nellie started doing this like, what? yesterday? So I have no idea what suddenly provoked this. And in between barking sessions she would chase her tail (sometimes she goes SUPER fast, which is kinda funny) which apparently is due to stress. And she would occasionally sniff the oven which will result in no conclusion for Nellie and she will continue to bark, so maybe her reflection for my dog is the equalivant of spawn of the devil/vampires/mutants for humans.
Or my dog doesn't really like her appearance.

My sweet, but dumb dog; Nellie

So... I'm a psychic now... yeah...

Yeah, I bet you didn't see that one coming.
So, no I'm not really a psychic, but there has always been one thing I have been sure of.
I am going to marry/spend the rest of a my life with a person with a man with brown hair.
Like, it has always been certain to me that I will marry/spend the rest of my life with a person with brown hair. Since the age of like six. I don't if it's just because of all those disney princes with brown hair (Cinderella, Snow White, Beauty and the Beast(ish), The Little Mermaid, Sleeping Beauty etc, etc.)
And then there is Ken who most of the time has brown hair. So, I don't know if it was disney and Barbie making it sure I wanted a brown haired man or I just decided myself. But that doesn't mean rule out all other hair colours. I would still date a blonde or a ginger (for those who go "WHA?", I say to that HAVE YOU NOT SEEN RUPERT GRINT???)
And some of you might go, ALICE?  WHAT ABOUT TE BLACK HAIRS?
Don't worry, I count Black hairs as brunettes. And don't you be saying, BUT MY HAIR NO BROWN! IT BLACK! LOOOOKKK! no, see, if you look really closely, you can see it is a really dark shade of brown. Unless you dyed it, in which case I am not going to marry a man who DYES his hair black. I mean, come on? Seriously?

Umm... so my brother had a allergic reaction....

My brother's face is swollen up because of an allergic reaction he had from something in the woods (my mum thinks he might've touched a plant and then rubbed his face).
And it's frikin HILARIOUS.
So, my brother went to the After Hours (it wasn't really the after hours at the time, but After Hours deals with those sort of things). And they gave him some stuff and ran a few tests.
So now he is at home, the swelling went down A BIT, but he's still swollen, and I'm probably just making him all the more misreable because I keep checking his face to see if he is back to normal again (which so far he isn't). I read him a chapter of The Hunger Games yesterday.
I wish I could show a picture, but it will probably just make him even MORE misreable.
I'll google one that is similar.

This is the most similar LEAST disgusting one I could find. BTW I went through A LOT of gross images to find an example of my brother!

Ummm.... why you shouldn't try to stalkerishly try to organise a meet up for during the holidays when they are emotional and hugging other people who are emotional....

So here's what happened:

It was the last day of school, this girl (lets call her Sam) who is kinda a stalker kept following me trying to organise some sort of meet up in the holidays and I was hugging someone who was LEAVING my school FOREVER and she just kept talking awkwardly and then me and the other person stopped hugging and I went to hug another girl (lets call her Claire) who was crying her eyes out (Claire was also leaving school FOREVER) and she made me cry so hard and Sam just kept TALKING like it wasn't an emotional moment for Claire and I (Claire and I were like real close in the first term). And I was crying long after that, she did not get the drift!

She just kept following me and kept yapping in my ear while I was hugging and crying with someone else.

Sam is a nice person, but she's clingy and is SUCH a chatter box and it pisses me off SO much.

She does not understand boundries! So guys, it's better to have LOTS of distant friends that think your pretty cool and laid back and don't hog the conversation than to have like two friends that think you're really annoyingly clingy that hogs a ridiculous amount of the conversation.

Sam would interupt me when I was reading, no.  Sam would interupt me when I was listening to my music, no. Sam would interupt me when I was reading AND listening to music, BIG NO NOS. These are my zones, don't interupt me when I'm in my zones. Don't try to tell me a 'you had to be there' funny story when I'm dancing with my other friends, my zone. Do not interupt me when I am talking. Do not interupt me while I'm listening to someone else talk to me. Do not interupt me when I am hugging someone!

Simple rules to not pissing me off!

Why You Should Attend School as Much as You Can!

I may not sound like the most enthusastic about school, friends or people in general but I was quite upset when the year ended! I mean FOUR people are leaving my class for another school (one leaving for a whole other city!) and not to mention two have already left our class this year! I wish had more time with these people, I mean some of them may have seemed stuck up or dumb but in the end these are people who have agreed to run with me when doing cross country (I'm not a good/fast runner). They weren't bothered when I sat next to them when they were spilling their heart out to another class mate because they knew I won't run telling anyone and they accepted the advice when I felt they needed it and I didn't beg for the name of the person that made them cry and they didn't tell and I was perfectly fine with that. We refused to focus in maths together, we focused in maths together.
And I hugged and cried with people I never thought I would or would have to hug and cry with. Both of my science teachers left (okay, so one left in term two and didn't say goodbye and rumoured reason he left was because he was watching porn at school) and the other one left at the END of the year. I can't STAND this instablity! It's not good for my health. My cousin also got Enviromental Prefect and a girl I knew through cheerleading got Cultural Prefect. People laughed at how stupid I was for crying when I wasn't the one leaving yet (I'm only fourteen and was in Year Nine).
I will never do music again nor art. I won't have that form teacher again.
If you don't attend the last day or any other day you will miss out on the memories like that dumb joke she told, or when your teacher heard your best friend swear in front of him for the first time or that time with chinese whispers and the end result was really dirty.
You will miss that day that could've changed your perspective of a person. You could miss an important lesson on something that could help you on your exam.
And to tell you with all honesty the only time I dreaded class was when I had to hand something in was when I wish I could've had more time to work on it.
Or when I just wanted to catch up on some sleep.

I'm the Zebra, cause I'm loud :)

My school as not been a prison, anything but that.

NEW ZEALAND CHRISTMAS

So, when I was kid I used to kind of always forget that New Zealand Christmas was in the summer, so we wouldn't get any snow and besides since Wellington is beside the sea we get HARDLY any snow. So I used to always get kind of disapointed. But now, it's pretty good, you can indulge in your christmas gifts in the hot sun. And some New Zealanders get asked the dumbest questions like 'So do you celebrate in July instead?'
What the fuck? NO.
So when it came to changing the backround I wondered about what it should be, White Christmas or Pohutukawa Christmas? Pohutukawa. YEAH BOI.