sapphire_child: (as if you have a choice; sherlock)
Comment to this post, and I will list five things I want you to talk about. They might make sense or they might be totally random. Then post that list, with your commentary, to your journal. Other people can get lists from you, and the meme merrily perpetuates itself.

1) Do you have any pets?
I've got two cats (Monty and Mojo) a blue heeler/bull terrier cross called Milo and a Pink and Grey Galah named Benedict. We're also cat-sitting Monty's brother at the moment whilst my brother and his wife move into their new house :)

2) Did you take dance/gymnastics/skating lessons as a kid?
I did gymnastics for about a year but I wasn't very good at it and at the end of year showcase I was leapfrogging over someone, fell on my butt and had a damn good cry about it. Now I teach ballet to gymnasts at the same school I used to go to. As for dancing, as you may have guessed by the fact that I teach it now...I've been doing it for as long as I can remember! Tap, jazz, ballet, hip hop...everything. I teach now as well, but I started when I was three-and-a-half. I just came home one day and said to my mum, "Mummy I'm going to dancing on Saturday" to which she replied, "Uh huh. And where is it? How much is it? Who are you going with?" etc. I knew all the details of course, and that I was going with my best friend. And so I went to dancing and at the end of year concert I threw up all the way to the stage. After I went onstage for the first time and came back though I was basically bubbling over, gushing, "MUMMY did you see me, I was on the stage!" to my bemused mother. Since then they have yet to get me off them, whether I'm dancing, singing or acting (or all three). I'm currently doing my Honours in Musical Theatre focusing on movement/dance and music.

3) Do you prefer big handbags, or small ones?
Depends on my mood. I do tend to carry a lot of stuff about during the day so my handbag has to be fairly reasonably sized but at night I quite often take a smaller bag with me if I go out somewhere.

4) What was your favorite cartoon as a kid?
Oh gosh, so many! I watched the Simpsons almost religiously but I think my favourite would have to be Babar, no question. I've been obsessed with elephants since I was tiny and one day when we had to go to the shops after school I missed Babar. Oh my gosh, I cried so much because I'd missed it! My mum and brother were completely bemused :P

5) If you had to watch one episode of Doctor Who 5 times in a row, which one would you pick?
Ooh tough call...would probably depend on my mood but I'd likely go with Doomsday or The Idiots Lantern. Don't know why, I just really love those eps and my brain immediately went to them.
sapphire_child: (the start of something // lost)
So I woke up at 4am this morning with stomach pains and couldn't get back to sleep. At 6am my cat, Sampson, came yowling at the back door wanting to be let in. I get up to let him in, manage to call his name a few times before hurrying back into the house and for the toilet so I can empty the contents of my stomach.

Mum pokes her head down the hallway and asks if I'm okay. I explain my predicament, how I'd been dozing since 4am and was now vomiting everywhere and feeling generally shit. She tells me to go back to bed and cancel any clients I have today (whoot a whole one person misses out on training today). She leaves for work, I put on a DVD. Dad comes in before he leaves.

"Need anything?"
"Tissues. An ice cream bucket in case I feel sick again. The phone...and for you to lock the door because I think if I stand up i'm going to vomit again."

Later I get a call from him.
"Is your neck sore? Do you have a headache? Do you have a rash/spots on you?"
"Oh. If you get any of those symptons let me know, ring me okay?"
"Dad, what the hell do you think I have?"
"I'm thinking Meningitis. Don't be scared or worried or anything though."

Sure dad. I'll get right on that.

My aunt rings, she's been talking to my mum and she offers to bring me lemonade later after she's finished helping my cousin get her unregistered-for-six-months-but-still-has-been-driving-around-in-it-car. She rings a little later to let me know that my Pop's bringing the lemonade instead. I feel highly loved by all. He also comes past and drops off a load of chicken (yes the meat). By this time I can walk without feeling the need to vomit and feel much better. I come online and here I am.

My stomach still hurts but at least I don't feel so bloody SICK anymore. I hate throwing up. Eurgh.

So how was all of yours days?


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