It think it’s safe to say that…tumblr was most definitely a phase.
I’ve moved onto twitter now, peeps. #sorrykids #pleaseforgiveme
I LOVE this.
Growing up in New Zealand was hopscotch, four square, bull rush and backyard cricket, jumping in puddles with gumboots on, slip’n’slides & putting water on the trampoline (or the sprinkler under it).
“Big bubbles, no troubles” with Hubba Bubba chewing gum, Mr Whippy cones on warm summer nights after you’ve chased him round the block, lollies were 5 cents & you created your own mixtures.
Pretend……………ing to smoke “fags” spaceman candy sticks FTW! A dollars’ worth of chips from the corner take-away fed two people, the sauce was free!!! & going into town seemed like going somewhere.
When after school was spent with Jason Gunn & Thingy and Suzy Cato, and WhatNow was on Sunday mornings. Running til you were out of breath & laughing til your stomach hurt.
You went to the school pool without a key, but that was fine because your friend let you in. Eating Traffic Light Popsicles and Raro from the packet. When you didn’t sleep a wink on Christmas Eve, you tried to wait up for the tooth fairy and $5 was hitting the jackpot of pocket money.
Remember when decisions were made by going “eenie, meanie, miney, mo” or with paper scissors rock. “Race issues” meant who ran the fastest and money issues were handled by the banker in monopoly. The worst thing you could catch from a boy/girl was cooties and taking drugs was orange flavoured vitamin c’s. Nothing was P.C but we turned out just fine.
It’s photos of houses like these that motivate me to work hard at Uni.
(via rose-tea-in-paris)
Air New Zealand knows how to get them customers.
(Source: allblacksandwarriors, via fuckyeahsonnybillwilliams)
on a friday night
while my friends are partying at the beach
because they’ve all finished exams
and I haven’t
SIGH
