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A Smiggle Accident

It’s no secret that I have a weak spot for cute things. However, I also have another weakness, stationary. Pens, pencils, journals, notepads, stickers, all the things! Now, if you combine cute and stationary together it’s an epic fusion of awesome. Smiggle is a store that does combine these things (and rainbows, with the way they organise their store stock). So.. I might have accidentally wondered into a store recently and brought a few things… >.<

This post is kind of image heavy (but they are cute images) :D

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Kya

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27 Years Today

27 years ago today I was born. In those 27 years that I have been here, I have discovered interesting ways that humans; interact, love, care, hurt, cheat, lie and heal. I have seen life and I have seen death. I have witnessed the decay of people I love and also found an enduring love and honour of spirit. I have struggled with invisible demons and had support by those that offered only the most noble of shelter. I have fought and I have won, I have fought and I have lost, I have fought and keep fighting. I have grown and developed, discovered new paths and clung to dreams so closely forged within.

My hope is that there will be a future that I can be proud of, to have done the things I want and need too, to be and act as the person that I am and to continue to understand and cherish the relationships and people that travel along this life with me.

Kya

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Happy Australia Day from a Kangaroo friend

Happy Australia day to all Australians out there from me and my Kangaroo friend.

You may ask, why is there a Kangaroo in my yard eating bread? Well the story is that dad was feeding birds outside, and the Kangaroo kept looking at the bread. So dad threw him some and he loved it. That was a few days ago, and he would have a little bit each morning. But today was different. Dad gave him the little bit of bread, but the Kangaroo wanted a lot more. I went outside to look at him and he kept getting closer and closer. He then jumped away (and I felt slightly less nervous) but the next minute he comes around the corner on the veranda (so I ran inside). He has stayed around the house all day, keeps looking for us and comes closer when he hears my mums voice. We gave him some more bread, thinking that maybe he would have that and go away, it didn’t work. I don’t really want to give him anymore, because I want him to wonder off and eat, you know, Kangaroo food like grass. We nicknamed him Norman, but then that name somehow became Denis.


 

Kya