Woah...wait up...what is that??

***Bambino NewsFlash***

OK, this is just not right. I was playing the bouncy game today and mid somersault to pike, I got a sensation I hadn't felt before. I looked it up the the wombinary, and found it is called "sound". Sound?? What am I going to do with sound in here? Although... The thing is, I am hearing it more and more. But they are different. Some are very similar but I find that there are deeper versions and lighter versions. Almost like the thing I am in has another thing it talks to. There is also something more melodic which I am liking.

According to the wombinary, this will actually get clearer as time goes on. Interesting! I might be able to get an idea of just what I am in, and if I manage to escape, just what is going on out there.

It's hard to stay still in here.

Bambino's diary entry. Womb Log 26/01/08

OK, so I am finding it really hard to stay still recently. Although, this is also a good thing. I have a fair bit of space in this womb of mine. Strange how it doesn't have a door.

But I have found this pretty awesome game to play. I can bounce around all over the place. Luckily, this isn't hurting me as that would make a pretty boring game otherwise. The only downside to this game is that I keep getting the water up my nose and I am swallowing it. Is that healthy? Where does it go?

Although talking of food. Wow...how things change. That cool sack of food I had been chowing down on is long gone and I am left with...well...hey, the menu changes daily....or hourly. I don't know what is feeding me, but I am now 100% sure I am inside the belly of something. And that, whatever it is, has some WEIRD taste in food.

I am pretty sure if I concentrate hard enough I can get it eat other stuff...or stop that one that makes me feel rubbish. How can I play the bouncy game if I cant stand the food???

There are times I think of trying to make an escape from here. But where to go? It is pretty much sealed up. I will have to do a little thinking about this. Bide my time, make it think I am happy in here and then make my escape when it least expects it. I am growing everyday, so once I feel big and strong enough, I am outta here!

In other news, this thumb thing is still going strong. How would any of this have been fun if I had 4 legs? How can you suck your thumb if you are constantly walking on it? I tell you this much...something is not right with the world.

I wonder what awaits me on the other side.

Anyway, Bambino checking out.

It's all about the thumb, baby!

The one thing about being in a womb with a view is that I get a lot of time with my thoughts. And I have been thinking more about the posibility that I am not alone. That I may actually be inside of something or someone. That or I am on the bumpiest ride ever. I mean, I am happily laying here taking in the surroundings and then the next thing I know, I am swimming all over the place. Like someone is shaking the entire world.

Amongst the thoughts about not being alone here, I have decided I am going low key with the photos for a while. The sudden surprise of having your photo taken when you are trying to have a nap is somewhat disturbing. All the prodding about and playing hide and seek with them is wearing a bit thin.

There is a library in this womb, so I have been spending some time reading up on ways I can stop them taking my picture unanounced. The answer is lead. At first I wasnt sure where to get some, but then realised that the reason I am here is because my Dad has a lot of lead in his pencil. I wonder if he will let me borrow some?

Still playing with this "thumb" of mine. Probably the best toy ever. Although I am finding the weird liquid coming out of that thing down there quite disturbing.

The crazy lady is back!

So it has been about 5 weeks since my last update. A fair bit has been going on! I have found a new clarity in life and realised I am not a tortoise after all. Here's the scoop:

As time goes by, I am feeling very different. There are all these things going on. I found one in particular. I have arms and legs! yeah, I thought that when I was going to be a tortoise I would have 4 legs, but these arms are a sweet deal. I have these hands and on them is this quite amazing tool I have affectionately come to know as a "thumb". Don't ask why I called it a thumb, I just did. But this thumb, I can stick it in my mouth. I am pretty sure it will be useful for other things later on in life, but for now, straight in the mouth!

Life was going well, but then the crazy photo lady came back. I mean, she was gushing last time, but this time I actually went red with embarrassment. Lay off it lady! Yeah I know I am special and all that, but geez...give a sprog a break!

I would have got dressed up for the photo, but I didn't know she was coming, and I don't really have many clothes in here.

So this is me. No laughing now...I can hear you. Kind of.


I have in the last week or 2 come to the sudden realisation I may not be alone. You know you watch films where they are trapped in the belly of a monster? Well, this isn't a monster, but I have a feeling there may be more to this place I am in.

I have a feeling things are about to become very interesting.

Your kidding me right?

***I have just been celebrating my 7th week birthday. It's been a turbulent time.***

Oh come on. You arent being serious with me! OK, who is messing with my DNA here. I was perfectly happy swimming about with the boys and girls back home, and now I am in this different place. No friends near by, and I am outgrowing that black sack of foody goodness. I miss the warmth of my Dad. We used to call him "The Sack" because he would hold us all in one place.

So I caught a glimpse of myself in a photo. And lets just say I am not impressed. Have you seen what I am turning in to here?

OK, so the story goes like this. A woman comes by out of nowhere with this fancy machine and says "I need to take your photo! You are amazing!" and starts gushing at me. Frankly, it was kind of embarrasing. But being the good person I am, I let her take the photo.

Thats when I saw it. I look like a damn tortoise.

Well, if I am turning in to a tortoise, I am going to march the hell out of here as soon as I can. Although something just doesnt make sense here. When she took the photo, my head would have been on the other side...

I don't know. I think there is some black magic going on here. I dont think I will be letting anyone else take any photos of me for a long time!

And we're off.

So here I am. Laying on my back having a bit of a swim. It's been a mad 14 weeks. So much has happened I don't really know the best place to start. I will see how I go, but if I miss anything you want to know, just shout ok!

I started off life so much smaller. Things were different back then. I had a good family structure, and everyone knew their place. I came from a big family. There were millions of us! Literally millions and millions. More arrived by the day (I swear it was like living in a factory!). I don't think I even got a chance to say hello to them all before it happened.

That fateful day, we were sitting around having a bit of a chat and then from nowhere, we were all pushed in to a warm, yet foreign place. It was pretty weird, but at that moment, everyone seemed to have a renewed sense of purpose. Everyone started to run uphill. I went along as I didn't want to be left behind.

A while later, most of the boys stopped and the girls, well they just kept on running. I wont tell you what I did, as I am not ready to tell the world if I am a boy or a girl yet. The boys found a nice cosy spot to down a few beers, but the girls decided it was best to win the race. A while later, the boys started off again, refreshed from their rest.

We all got to a crossroads. It was pretty much take your pick as to the direction you went. I went right. Because I always am. It seemed this logic would stay with me.

A bit further up the road, there was this beautiful...erm...thing. I don't know how to describe it. Lets say orb like and shiny and was the colour of strained peaches. I had a strange attraction and went towards it.

It was a lot bigger then me, and I was just not expecting it to engulf me. But it did...and then the strangest things started to happen.

Over the next couple of weeks, I wasn't myself. Things started to change. I lost my tail, and the orb started to change.

I felt like a freak show. People started taking photos of me. Here is one of me trying to have a quiet holiday in South Africa:

See? That's me...the tiny white dot in the big black dot on the left. I was ohhhh...4 weeks old then. It was a fun holiday too. I swear I thought the food supply in that black thing would never end. It was like having KFC on tap. You just cant knock that.

I was so comfortable in my little world, but something didn't seem right. And for the next few weeks I fed and fed on that black sack and realised that not only was I getting bigger, I wasn't my usual tadpoley self anymore. But what was I turning in to?