We had a discussion at work about the songs we used to listen to when we were children. It's really funny thinking back.
Almost all of us would have heard songs when we were younger that wouldn't really be considered appropriate for that age-but it didn't matter because chances are we had no idea what the words really meant.
I look back now at my one-time favourite song 'Barbie Girl' by the famous Aqua (I was about 7 at the time). I remember singing the chorus-
"I'm a barbie girl, in a barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic.
You can brush my hair, Undress me anywhere
Imagination, life is your creation".
I certainly didn't realise what I was singing about! How many of you have done that as a child? And now that we're older and understand the innuendos behind the song lyrics (some of which should have been blatantly obvious!) we wonder how we didn't pick up on this as a kid.
I grew up in New Zealand (Aotearoa, Land of the Long White Clouds...whatever you want to call it!) and I remember singing this song at school called "She'll be right".
I tried to search up the song lyrics because, if memory serves, it was a really funny song but apparently nobody has written the lyrics on the web!
From what I remember, it went a bit like this:-
"When you're hanging by your socks off some Himalayan rock
With a thousand feet of nothing underneath.
Or when you don't know what's so funny till you try and leave the dunny
And they've superglued your trousers to the seat!
She'll be right, she'll be right
That's the story, morning glory
You can make it right.
Have a go, you never know
What's the hurry? Say no worries
You'll be home and hosed.
When your teacher's screaming murder
Cause there's a cockroach in his burger..."
And it keeps going on but I can't recall the rest of it. If anyone has heard this song or know where to find the lyrics (I tried 3 different lyric finders online) or, even better, know the lyrics-PLEASE let me know!
It was one of the funniest songs I remember from childhood and it would be great if someone has tracked it down!
Seriously- don't be shy. Post it in the comments or email me or something. Thanks in advance to anyone who takes the effort and succeeds! :-)
So...anyone have any other amazing songs that you loved when you were a child?
Share them in the comments (and I'm not just saying that to get more comments or anything *cough*)
Hopefully we can have a collaboration of childhood songs on here.
Blog you later (Still haven't heard anyone say this!)
Saturday, 9 June 2012
Monday, 4 June 2012
Strangers, Fences and Dogs
I'm guessing you've heard the saying, "There's nothing to fear but fear itself".
My revelation of the day is that whoever came up with THAT saying, obviously never found themselves in a situation involving two ferocious, barking dogs and a fence!
Have I lost you yet? So today was a pretty horrible day-it didn't start out like that though.
No, this morning I was feeling bright and optimistic about life because I could sleep in (since work started late) and my lovely mother had made me a delicious breakfast (pancakes if you're wondering) before she left for work herself.
The problems started when I left the house and started my daily walk down to work. I was walking along the pavement and my mind, like usual, was wandering elsewhere when I suddenly saw these 2 huge dogs running towards me, barking.
The thing that freaked me out even more was that their owner was running after them with a pair of leashes and shouting at them to come back.
She also had a muzzle in one hand.
So...back to the dogs. They looked kind of like guard dog type ones (I'm not a dog expert and I have no idea about dog breeds but let me just tell you-these were NOT harmless chihuahuas!) and one still had its muzzle on, which for obvious reasons worried me since it was apparent the other muzzle must belong to the other dog!
I swear that time literally stopped for a second. I have never been so scared in my life (which shows you what a sad, uneventful life I have!).
The dogs ran right up to me and bared their teeth at me, snarling, standing on their hunches-the whole deal.
And I fell backwards, over a fence and into some guy's property. The crazy dogs actually started scratching at the fence (well...not actually scratching I guess but you can picture the action) and then, thankfully, the owner (a very nice man who apologised about a thousand times) came and got the muzzle on the dog and led them both away.
Of course, I was still in shock at this point and didn't even attempt to stand up. Then the person who's front yard I had just so unfashionably fell into, came out on their front porch and asked me the senseless question, "Are you alright there?"
Well...obviously I wasn't alright! I don't normally make a habit of ruining my work uniform, falling into people's front gardens or getting my arms and legs cut (the fence was surprisingly sharp!). Did I mention the ground was wet and muddy? So yeah, my white uniform shirt (I honestly don't get why people insist on wearing white to work! It's just asking for trouble!) was completely ruined and after the man had helped me up (despite his earlier question, he was a kind soul really), I thanked him politely and practically ran the entire way home.
Then I called in and told my work that I couldn't make it today. I didn't really give a reason so I know the boss is going to ask tomorrow and I will probably be the laughing stock of the office for the next few days!
If anyone has any brilliant excuses that I can use as an explanation at work, please feel free to suggest them. I can use all the help I can get!
The sad thing is, I'm actually a dog-lover. I have nothing against dogs and I'm not usually scared of them but I think this time I had an excuse.
So here I am, wondering if I'm the only person in the world who faces situations like this and making a future note to avoid fences and barking dogs!
Of course, I could probably take a taxi or bus to work and avoid future fiascos like this altogether but if nothing else, it (hopefully) provided the readers of this blog with a bit of entertainment.
By the way McDonald's girl who I mentioned in my last post, you never commented on the post dedicated to you so I assume your shy or embarrassed...or stopped reading this blog (a possible possibility) but I really was thrilled someone actually spend time reading this thing...so thanks I guess.
Anyway, hopefully nothing else happens to me today (like being struck by thunder for example...and no-it's not raining!) so I'll thank everyone who wasted their time reading this and say (come on-you should know it by now!) blog you later :-)
Oh, and an inspirational quote to keep you going:-
"First they ignore you. Then they laugh at you. Then they fight you. Then you win"- Mahatma Gandhi
My revelation of the day is that whoever came up with THAT saying, obviously never found themselves in a situation involving two ferocious, barking dogs and a fence!
Have I lost you yet? So today was a pretty horrible day-it didn't start out like that though.
No, this morning I was feeling bright and optimistic about life because I could sleep in (since work started late) and my lovely mother had made me a delicious breakfast (pancakes if you're wondering) before she left for work herself.
The problems started when I left the house and started my daily walk down to work. I was walking along the pavement and my mind, like usual, was wandering elsewhere when I suddenly saw these 2 huge dogs running towards me, barking.
The thing that freaked me out even more was that their owner was running after them with a pair of leashes and shouting at them to come back.
She also had a muzzle in one hand.
So...back to the dogs. They looked kind of like guard dog type ones (I'm not a dog expert and I have no idea about dog breeds but let me just tell you-these were NOT harmless chihuahuas!) and one still had its muzzle on, which for obvious reasons worried me since it was apparent the other muzzle must belong to the other dog!
I swear that time literally stopped for a second. I have never been so scared in my life (which shows you what a sad, uneventful life I have!).
The dogs ran right up to me and bared their teeth at me, snarling, standing on their hunches-the whole deal.
And I fell backwards, over a fence and into some guy's property. The crazy dogs actually started scratching at the fence (well...not actually scratching I guess but you can picture the action) and then, thankfully, the owner (a very nice man who apologised about a thousand times) came and got the muzzle on the dog and led them both away.
Of course, I was still in shock at this point and didn't even attempt to stand up. Then the person who's front yard I had just so unfashionably fell into, came out on their front porch and asked me the senseless question, "Are you alright there?"
Well...obviously I wasn't alright! I don't normally make a habit of ruining my work uniform, falling into people's front gardens or getting my arms and legs cut (the fence was surprisingly sharp!). Did I mention the ground was wet and muddy? So yeah, my white uniform shirt (I honestly don't get why people insist on wearing white to work! It's just asking for trouble!) was completely ruined and after the man had helped me up (despite his earlier question, he was a kind soul really), I thanked him politely and practically ran the entire way home.
Then I called in and told my work that I couldn't make it today. I didn't really give a reason so I know the boss is going to ask tomorrow and I will probably be the laughing stock of the office for the next few days!
If anyone has any brilliant excuses that I can use as an explanation at work, please feel free to suggest them. I can use all the help I can get!
The sad thing is, I'm actually a dog-lover. I have nothing against dogs and I'm not usually scared of them but I think this time I had an excuse.
So here I am, wondering if I'm the only person in the world who faces situations like this and making a future note to avoid fences and barking dogs!
Of course, I could probably take a taxi or bus to work and avoid future fiascos like this altogether but if nothing else, it (hopefully) provided the readers of this blog with a bit of entertainment.
By the way McDonald's girl who I mentioned in my last post, you never commented on the post dedicated to you so I assume your shy or embarrassed...or stopped reading this blog (a possible possibility) but I really was thrilled someone actually spend time reading this thing...so thanks I guess.
Anyway, hopefully nothing else happens to me today (like being struck by thunder for example...and no-it's not raining!) so I'll thank everyone who wasted their time reading this and say (come on-you should know it by now!) blog you later :-)
Oh, and an inspirational quote to keep you going:-
"First they ignore you. Then they laugh at you. Then they fight you. Then you win"- Mahatma Gandhi
Friday, 1 June 2012
People actually read this? wow...
As you probably gathered from the title, I recently became aware that a few people (ok...one person) actually reads this blog.
If you're that one person, don't think I'm stalking you (so...where do you live? :p)
I just happened to be waiting in line at McDonalds (I'm still working on the healthy eating habits thing) and I heard this person who happened to be standing in front of me, mention this blog to her friend.
And I'm certain it was this one because she said something like, "Have you had a chance to look at that reflection blog thing I told you about. There was this thing about taylor swift on it"...so unless there are other people posting about taylor swift on a blog called 'Reflections', I can safety conclude it was me...not that I volunteered this info.
Of course she also mentioned something along the lines of, "She writes some weird stuff. I don't know why I even bother to read it"...so thanks for correcting my false impression that people might actually enjoy this blog.
Still, it's nice to know someone (who probably stumbled across this blog by accident) reads this and the strange things I post...feel free to comment by the way! :-)
So the strange topic of the day...my guitar! Yes-I did just say what you thought I said.
That's one more thing you know about me now-I play the guitar (yeah you probably don't care anyway but still!).
I have this acoustic guitar that's about 10 years old now. It's still in great condition (if you ignore the parts where the paint is slightly chipped of due to my careless handling of it in my younger years) and the most amazing thing (in my opinion) is that it's never had it's strings changed. They've never broken...until today!
I was trying to tune it today with my electric tuner and for some odd reason the tuner wouldn't pick up the first 'E' string (for those who don't know their way around the guitar, the strings from bottom to top are in the order EBGDAE).
The kind of tuner I have says both the string number (1 in this case) and the note name (E) but when I tried to tune this string, the tuner picked it up as the 5th string-A. I figured this was because it was so badly out of tune (I hadn't played the guitar in a while) so I started to wind up the tuning pegs for a higher pitch and suddenly, while I was testing out the sound, the string broke!
And the worst part was my hand was in the way so now I have a scar down my hand-it looks worse than it feels but let me tell you it is NOT fun to get cut by a thin, fine, metal wire!
My guitar, as you can imagine, is temporarily out of service until I get new strings put on it. But I'm contemplating buying a new guitar instead since this one is quite old already.
I'm not sure if the saying "Old is gold" is applicable for this one!
So, since I have nothing more interesting or crazy to share with you today, I'll say- Thanks for reading!
And blog you later! (I'm determined to make this popular! One day...)
:-)
If you're that one person, don't think I'm stalking you (so...where do you live? :p)
I just happened to be waiting in line at McDonalds (I'm still working on the healthy eating habits thing) and I heard this person who happened to be standing in front of me, mention this blog to her friend.
And I'm certain it was this one because she said something like, "Have you had a chance to look at that reflection blog thing I told you about. There was this thing about taylor swift on it"...so unless there are other people posting about taylor swift on a blog called 'Reflections', I can safety conclude it was me...not that I volunteered this info.
Of course she also mentioned something along the lines of, "She writes some weird stuff. I don't know why I even bother to read it"...so thanks for correcting my false impression that people might actually enjoy this blog.
Still, it's nice to know someone (who probably stumbled across this blog by accident) reads this and the strange things I post...feel free to comment by the way! :-)
So the strange topic of the day...my guitar! Yes-I did just say what you thought I said.
That's one more thing you know about me now-I play the guitar (yeah you probably don't care anyway but still!).
I have this acoustic guitar that's about 10 years old now. It's still in great condition (if you ignore the parts where the paint is slightly chipped of due to my careless handling of it in my younger years) and the most amazing thing (in my opinion) is that it's never had it's strings changed. They've never broken...until today!
I was trying to tune it today with my electric tuner and for some odd reason the tuner wouldn't pick up the first 'E' string (for those who don't know their way around the guitar, the strings from bottom to top are in the order EBGDAE).
The kind of tuner I have says both the string number (1 in this case) and the note name (E) but when I tried to tune this string, the tuner picked it up as the 5th string-A. I figured this was because it was so badly out of tune (I hadn't played the guitar in a while) so I started to wind up the tuning pegs for a higher pitch and suddenly, while I was testing out the sound, the string broke!
And the worst part was my hand was in the way so now I have a scar down my hand-it looks worse than it feels but let me tell you it is NOT fun to get cut by a thin, fine, metal wire!
My guitar, as you can imagine, is temporarily out of service until I get new strings put on it. But I'm contemplating buying a new guitar instead since this one is quite old already.
I'm not sure if the saying "Old is gold" is applicable for this one!
So, since I have nothing more interesting or crazy to share with you today, I'll say- Thanks for reading!
And blog you later! (I'm determined to make this popular! One day...)
:-)
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