Now Playing Tracks

my step-dad turned on the TV. boring movie about a horse is playing. wish he would change it…Wait a minute…loki what are you doing here? HOLY MOTHER OF PEARLS BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH IS IN THIS. WHAT MOVIE IS THIS?! …war horse…ok. so this really is just about the horse? ya, imma change the channel now.


UPDATE: they won’t let me change the channel, the horse is gay, and I think loki and cumberbatch died.

I JUST FOUND OUT THEIR MAKING A SIMON BLOOM MOVIE AND I’M FEELING OPTIMISTIC THAT IT MIGHT BE AS AMAZING AS THE BOOK AND ACCURATE TO THE BOOK EVEN THOUGH IT PROBABLY WON’T BE BUT JUST AAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! SIMON BLOOM MOVIE!!!!!

tried reading til I got tired….it’s past 1am and after a very long week I am exhausted but goddammit I have great taste in books and I already finished one (Simon Bloom: Octopus Effect) that had a cliffhanger ending and I have to wait awhile for the next book. Frack. So I started H.I.V.E.: Rogue, the sequel to a diff cliffhanger book and every word is more intense than the last so i don’t think I can sleep till I have finished this one too and I just,
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colours of the tea

You think I’m an amateur brewer,
And you’ve brewed so many teas
I guess it must be so
But still I cannot see, 
If the amateur is me
How can there be so much that you don’t know? 
You don’t know…

You think you think you own whatever pot you drink from,
The leaves and kettles, some things you can claim 
But I know every pot and tea and brewer,
Has an owner, has a flavour, has a name 

You think the only teacups who are teacups,
Are the teacups who hold a deep dark brew.
But if you drink light orange tea of strangers,
You’ll taste teas you never brew you never brew.

Have you ever stirred the cream in with a lone teaspoon
Or asked the steaming kettle why he steams
Can you drink with all the poshness f the British? 
Can you paint with all the colours of the tea?
Can you paint with all the colours of the tea…?!

Come brew the sacred herbals of the Asians,
Come taste the ancient flavour of the earls,
Come smell and hear the teas brew all around you,
The oldest caffeine beverage of this earth. 

The lady and earl greys all come from Britain, 
The chai’s from India, named by Portuguese,
It’s amazing how these teas come from all over,
But we all get to access them with ease.

How dark can the orange pekoe grow?
If you pour it now, you’ll never know !

And you’ll never stir the cream in with a lone teaspoon! 
For whether we Like black or herbal green, 
We must drink with all the poshness of the British,
And paint with all the colours of the tea.

You can own the leaves and still,
All you’ll own is leaves until, 
You can paint with all the colours of the tea.
YOU CAN PAINT WITH ALL THE COLOURS OF THE TEA 

Iiiiiiii’mmmmm BAAAAAAAAAAA-AAAAAAAAAAAAAACK

I missed tumblr soo much but I had to concentrate on schoolage. and other things… ANYWAY i will be officially back tuesday afternoon.

while i was gone i became obsessed with:

-Sherlock

-Supernatural

-Night Vale

-tea

-making parodies

my next post will be a complete parody of colours of the wind (i finished colours of the tea because i like tea now and it bugged me that the parody was incomplete so i couldn’t just sing the whole song through)

PSA: it’s snowing!!!!!!!

I am interrupting the ongoing silence of my blog to broadcast the following important message:

It’s SNOWING. IN CANADA. WTF??????????!!!!!!!!!!! 

we haven’t had snow like this in November for like 10 years! my little brother has never made a snowman because we’ve haven’t had snow past his ankles since he was born! I have to walk 1.5km to work in an hour and all I have is a sweater. If don’t resume blogging in February you can assume I froze to death

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