Thursday, January 28, 2010

First Day of College (",)


January 18

“The day before”

I woke up this morning feeling very excited and confused about starting my life as a student.
I woke up at 6 am, I thought that I would practice waking up at 6 am; so that I could get used this disciplined life as a cup cake chef.
I thought that I would start this day by driving to my new college, and pretend that today was my first day at college, so today I will wear tomorrows clothes (a cute 50`s frock, my favourite green cardigan, and my new lucky silk head band, and of course my cute adorable favourite black pants) This would be today’s and tomorrows outfit!

As I got out of bed, I felt something knock me back into my pillow. I lay there feeling heavy, like a boulder for the penguins to bask upon. But I did not feel like being a penguin’s litter box today no sorreee! But for some reason I couldn’t move, I felt paralysed. The only thing that was able to function was my little brain “Betsy”. Yes I have named my brain!

7 am, I am running behind on my pretend first day schedule, what a disaster!
Why can’t I move?
My mom came into my bedroom, and I told her about my devastating predicament , she tried to pick me up, but alas, her arms fell off ( not really, but it could have)
she said that I was being silly, and that I was probably nervous for my big day tomorrow. I insisted that I had some kind of deformity that had developed over night! She sighed then left me in this rotten state- unforgivable move mother! Leaving your daughter paralysed and doomed to be depressed for who knows how long!

8 am, here I am still lying like a rock, I could’ve sworn that a pigeon made a nest in my hair , it feels like I have been here for years, been locked up physically like a prison. How could my body turn on me like this!

8:30 am, ok this is extremely boring! Hmm, I must attempt some kind of movement! I will attempt moving my big toe; I concentrated really hard, and placed all of my focus and energy into moving my right sided big toe! “Come on toe” I shouted, but again, another huge disappointment! Nothing.

9 am, I started to talking to myself, I laughed with myself, then began crying, and also pretending to act shocked at myself at my responsive dialogue. Actually I was surprised that I was surprising myself, hmm this is an all time low!

Time to imagine Elsie, My dream cupcake! Elsie has been a dream ever since I can remember. She is the ultimate or should I say will be the most ultimate cupcake the world has ever seen. I started imagining the sponge of Elsie, I started picturing the sweet delicious fluffy pink icing that would become Elsie’s hair, hmm mouth watering indeed!



As I started picturing Elsie, I could start to feel my body defrosting; the warmth of Elsie’s everlasting personality had broken through the walls of this paralysing fear of starting my studies! I sat up, I rolled my legs to the side of bed, I placed my weight on my two naked feet, and stood!
“I am standing”: I sang.
What a moment to remember! I got ready for my pretend my first day; I marched out of my bedroom triumphantly!

Nothing could stop me now, my parents watched as I opened the door, a bit confused by this transaction. I didn’t let that confuse me, I was a free woman! I opened the door, swung it past my empowered body.

I stood there frozen once again, as I realised it was dark, 8 pm, time had past so suddenly whilst I lay dead on bed.

I lay on the floor half outside the front door and half inside of my house. I couldn’t move, my paralysing moment had returned!

My mother came to see what I was doing on the floor; maybe she thought I was licking the floor clean!

I opened my cold frozen mouth, and said:” I can’t believe tomorrow will be the first time.” And before I could finish off the sentence, mother placed the rug over my body, and said: “Least you will be dressed and ready for your first day of college sweaty”, now get some rest!

I decided that I would sleep here, I think I decided that because I couldn’t actually move, but my mother was right, as soon as my alarm hit 6 am, I would rise front his comatose state and fly into my car already dressed and ready for my first day.

Friday, January 22, 2010


Dear Reader or Blogger,
Who ever you are,

Welcome!

Tallulah Belle Here,

Thank you for stopping by and checking in on me!

Get comfy, put your feet up or down depending on where you are sitting.
Pop the kettle on, and make yourself a cup of warm love, and sip it slowly whilst you enter the world of Tallulah Belle!

Not for the faint hearted! You might find yourself travelling through time and space as you read some of my treasured moments that I have experienced so far!

You will also get the grand opportunity of meeting my cat sprinkles, who can both read and write and speak English and Spanish, she also has a few of her short animal tales featuring on this blog!

Enjoy, and it made you feel warm and fuzzy inside then I don’t see any harm in inviting your friends and enemies to join us on this wild adventure I call life!
Happy Reading!
T.B
(And I don’t mean the disease)