So school is over :)

I am not sad.

I am not glad.

I am EXCITED.

Usually.

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The Sound of Summer for me means BeachBoys and others of my favourite tunes mixed with copious amounts of Taylor Swift and kids laughter. It is the picture of ultimate summer joy coasting off to the beach with the windows rolled down and the Beach Boys 'Good Vibrations' chirping happily in the background, slightly drowned by the seagulls squaking. :)

 

For me i still have alot of planning to do concerning the rest of my life (Uni tests, etc. BORING) but otherwise im hoping that the sound of summer isnt pen scratching test paper.
But how could i forget? Summer is playing my guitar on the beach ;) Last year i terrorised the Port sorrel Caravanners as i walked around everywhere constantly playing ! lol

So Bloggers that have read this pointless blog....

What does Summer sound like for you?

Whats your vision of summer?

(^^^^^One of My visions: Something like this plus Harrys...though were not allowed down harrys anymore the dream lives on ;))

Wildlife Warrior.

So this afternoon i was on my way back from purchasing some banana bread (me), tissues & mars bars (anthony, hes sick) and tuna(jess) from woolies when something WOW happened. I usually take the short cut through the Uni to get home and today was no exception. As I was on my way down the  road...  There it is.
A suicidal blue tongue lizard basking in the middle of the road.

Naturally, i completely hyperventalate thinking im going to hit it but thankfully it stayed still as i dodged it. I could see other cars right behind me and i knew this suicidal lizard will get his death wish if he didnt get out of the way. So i speed around the corner and park, hardly knowing what the heck i was doing, before im sprinting across the grounds, flat-chat, towards the road with Suicidal Stan (the lizard) on it.
But alas!! i was too late! Stan was hit! I reached him as he curled up bleeding in the middle of the road. So i leap out (infront of on-coming traffic) and start dragging poor Stan off the road. I had to drag him you see, as he wasnt so badly busted up to object to me foiling his death wish, and he squirmed and wriggled and wouldnt let me just quickly pick him up and chuck him off the road. Luckily, the on-coming traffic was a nice man in a blue truck, and he pulled over to help me.

He said:'Ah a blueys gone and got himself busted up eh?'
Me: 'yep, only just recently though, do you reckon i should take him to the vet to get checked over?'
'Yeah mate, he's still pretty lively so i reckon he might be o'right'
'His head is bleeding a fair bit, i think i will take him just to be sure'
'Hmmm yer right mate, his eyes are even all red. i reckon the tyre just nicked his head... silly things, they get hit alot cause they crawl out on the hot roads to get warmed up...yer got a car?'
'yeah just around the corner. ' (i was thinking about pulling off my sock or my shirt to wrap the poor think up for the trip to the vets but luckily the nice man had a bag to put him in)
'here you go, take care!'
'thank you so much for helping me!'

And i speed off to my car, go to the vets. The lady at the vets was real nice and i left Suicidal Stan in her hands as she carried him off down the hall calling 'Look here Jim, we've got a Big Bluey!....'
Goodluck Stan! God is with you!

I drove home feeling incredibly like Steve Irwin.

Oh yeah, Bek the Wildlife Warrior/ Veterinarian Surgeon... I can see it now! :)

Craft Fair

So i was hoping for a really awesome first photography attempt blog post. But my batteries went flat in my camera! but Leia and I managed to catch some craziness waiting in the car on the way to get some crutches (for leia who broke her toe) to cruth around the craft fair.

(oh my goodness EW! lol)

(haha looks like im pickin her nose!(im not actually picking it...))

(asian touring)

(woolley genes shining through)

(trying to make it look like we have beards)

(bearded fail lol) 

(and i have NO idea what this is!)