Bling, Puppies and Pineapples

What a night!

Sorry fellow writers, I still have a case of the Mamma Mia blues. I say blues because I am awfully sad the film is over. There is rarely a movie I enjoy watching as much as this one. Okay, that's a lie. I am a huge fan of film and television, seriously as long as it has a kick ass story line, a great soundtrack and some slow moments, I will devour it. Many times over.

You know what else is great for devouring? A table full of junk food, a puppy running around in a tux and some engagement bling wrapped around a once naked ring finger. Okay so you cant literally devour all of that, but you can sure as hell use all that as a cause for celebration.

Last night, what started as a run-of-the-mill girls night, turned into a full fledged ladies night with dancing, singing, comfy pajamas, goodie bags and a lot of alcohol consumption. Needless to say, the laptop I stashed in my handbag for the purpose of some sly research during the intermission was not necessary. Instead of dedicating my time to Writers in Action prep, I had to be the responsible sober adult. Which is interesting considering I was the youngest and the only one who had a blood alcohol level that was under the limit. So my night pretty much consisted of driving back and forth through town to satisfy the needs of others, and taking advantage of my iPhones camera and filming the cringe worthy aspects of the night.

Did I miss out on a night of study and research? Yes.
Was it still worth it? Hell yes!

Oh and the pineapples, right well it just so happens that when I walked up the front steps and after being welcomed by a very enthusiastic blonde, the first thing I saw was a glass cup in the shape of a pineapple. Now for a normal person they would have maybe- just maybe noticed the very large diamond ring on a usually bare finger holding the cup. However in true Kira fashion I was more excited about the pineapple shaped glass I just HAD to have, much to the disappointment of the bride-to-be.

What a night!

Dot dot dot,
Kira

Excuse me, are you done with my spark yet? I would very much like it back.

I keep on trying to find what I have lost.

I've looked here and there, under and over, and in and out, but nothing! It is much the same. Nearly always the same. I try and I try, and yet it is still lost.

Where could it be?

I look around, I see faces new and old. Do you have it? Or do you? Hey you, over there! Excuse me?

I apologize. Sir? Ma'am? Do you have what I'm looking for? No? Okay.

I spin in circles pleading with myself and with them. The faster I spin the more nonsensical I get, they get, we all get.

I need it back.

I would very much like it back.

A Hint of Confusion, a Handful of Character, and a Tad Bit of Purpose Makes for... Well... Something

So as the tradition goes in blogging, I will begin by a brief, yet candid introduction of myself. I will attempt to make this as painless and uninteresting as possible, because why should anyone be interested in someone such as myself?

"A stranger to you am I, and the character who dominates my entire being I am."

Now that's enough of my incomprehensible literary ability.

My name is Kira Hyde. I am a confused yet driven, redheaded-nineteen-year-old, who is currently running down several opposing walks of life before I find the end to the maze that is my 'life's journey' (or something equally as philosophical). In layman's terms that means I am often an unemployed barrister, sales assistant and student. The student part is most confusing as I am studying an Arts degree majoring in English literature and Media and Communications, whilst also in the process of completing a certificate course in Aged, Home and Community care. As I said, I am a confused yet driven, redheaded-nineteen-year-old.

To conclude, as my audience, be prepared to read through many similar confusing and incomprehensible blog posts because I am a big believer in staying true to yourself and not creating false images for the world to see. I apologize in advance!

Oh before I forget, the main purpose of this blog is to document my involvement in the Bendigo Writers Festival, and not to go completely off track like I have just done.

Have a wonderful Saturday morning fellow writers (in progress).

Faithfully,
Kira