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My ex boyfriend actually created this blog for me as an outlet. Now he's created an addict. So about me. I recently moved out of the paternal nest, now living not too far away from the comforts of home but far enough for independence. My best and worst feature is that i adore change. As a result, nothing really stays the same for too long. This includes my hair. My ideas are changing everyday... and so i'll probably want to delete this in an hour. Note: This is the revised version

Friday, 24 October 2008

Kaleidoscope eyes





I took a little break from it all.

But now I'm back and happy to be back.
Lets get this show back on the road

Sunday, 12 October 2008

Reconfiguring

So i got a new TV. Thats good
But now i have to re-arrange all my bookshelves. Thats bad.
It'll be good once its done. Thats good.

Im going to stop now.

Stronger voman

I've started running again.

I'm stiff in every single muscle i have, but im feeling a lot stronger and already can run for an hour again.

Thursday, 9 October 2008

Fill in Photo. Thanks Dan.

This is my good friend Dani. She's true Aussie girl through and through. This picture always makes me think of a beautiful island resort, with crystal blue water and the likes. Too good. With Summer coming up. Its pretty perfect.



I also thought id upload this because i have nothing profound or of any interest to write.

I'm going blonde- They have more fun.

Monday, 6 October 2008

Jean Kerr wrote in 1957

"The beauty Editors will have you believe that when you're thin you are so tasty and desirable that strange men will pinch you at the self-service store and your husband will not only follow you around the kitchen breathing heavily, but will stop and smother you with kisses as you try to put the butter back in the icebox"

50 Years Ago

No-one had heard of Aids

Hula hoops were all the rage

The only shot you drank was Tequila

"Dolly" was a Barbie, not a cloned sheep

Big Macs didn't exist

Cigarette Advertising was everywhere!

Hi, Hey, Hello

Finally starting to feel like my old self again. Yipee ki ya.

Saturday, 4 October 2008

Gemma Ward



..

I want to be STUPID

Don't feel like playing it safe.
Wish i could just run away for a while a be a little crazy. a little rock'n'roll. Why not?

One half-woman, One half-dream


Hilary Rhoda

Green



"you wait, little girl, on an empty stage
for fate to turn the light on;
your life, little girl, is an empty page
that men will want to write on."

From The Sound of Music, "Sixteen Going on Seventeen".
Sung by the Dancing Nazi in the gazebo.

Strangely this is one of my favorite all time scenes in a movie, and yet i only now understand what it means.

Friday, 3 October 2008

Today's Topic: The weather

Its storming violently outside. A tropical storm.


And i'm just about ready to fall asleep.

(thats a pretty bad tropical storm picture, eh?)

Apparently i need to adjust my headlights (my car's)

oh.
So i just had a blow up with one of my brothers. Arguments are always offset by the smallest issue. Tonight it was about me needing to adjust my car head lights. But once we were both heated up other things inevitably came out. Like "Ever since you're moved out you act as though...". (a little off the point). That got me wanting to complain about the way he treats me in general. Completely unrelated and something i never knew got to me as much as it clearly does.

Now that its been surfaced, i am highly aware of the way he does talk to me. And it'll get to me till i say something or it changes.

And... normally its the siblings against the parents. No. Guess not. Its different now that we're older



What if he's right? Maybe i am stubborn? --mmm. We're both a little right. i shouldn't have spoken over the top of him but, he is always either lecturing me or needing something off me. Thats it.

I've moved out for almost a year, and he hasn't seen my place. He has NO idea where i am. He does plan to come see my place next month... The catch is, him and his mate need a place to sleep when they go to a nearby concert. So i have to vacate. Damn.

I'm just not used to fighting. My last fight was in... April? 7 months. Thats not too bad i guess.

Vogue 2007

Simply Summer.





Looking Good and Feeling bad

"The only time i ever think I'm beautiful," said Sacha... "Is when some man is staring into my face in broad daylight and telling me I'm beautiful. And then as soon as he turns away for a minute i think he changed his mind. And if he doesn't turn away or change his mind, I start thinking he's one of those idiots with no taste." - Judith Rossner


Caviar and Crystal



Its one of those perfect days for a brunch/lunch date. And i got a hot one with my brother and an attorney. Alright, so its not a date (thanks goodness) but its a pretty (very) hot day. 35... for early spring?

all the more reason for cold bubbly.

Thursday, 2 October 2008

You can't look at this and not feel happy.



I found a great website:http://community.livejournal.com/foto_decadent/
Thats where i've been foraging for photos recently

Red room. Red room.


Wednesday, 1 October 2008

Hands up who loves Natalia Vodianova?

She is versatile, beautiful and such a good person





Excessive amounts of options confuse me

Yesterday i downloaded more photos than i know what to do with.
Now theres simply too many to choose from that i'm not going to post any.



This is an old one i saw and kinda liked.

But the point of telling you this is to see if anyone else out there, feels the same way.

If you read a menu and there are simply too many nice things to get, do you normally not know what to take, freak out, spend hours making the decision and invariably make the wrong one.

I'm not indecisive person, but this kills me.



Or when you go into a shop and theres too many nice things to buy, you buy nothing. This happened to me in top shop on my first time. i was too overwhelmed by all the levels.

If anyone feels the same way, please leave me a comment to make me feel less pathetic. ANYONE?

I really hate pink

The way i see it, this kid in 20 years time could go either way:
1) Hate every thing with even the slightest hue of pink (which is after all, a lazy attempt at red), start the anti-pink reformists union and dedicate the rest of her life to changing the official Barbie colour to Aqua.

2) Tattoo her entire body pink. Only date Sunburnt men. Live on fairyfloss, strawberry milkshakes and pink (and only pink) marshmallows.


(Don't worry, i'm done being hateful to this pink clad child)

The jokes actually on me. What you don't know is that when i came back from overseas, my room has been painted pink. I live in pinkness. I am the pink child. :(

Oh, Just do what you want!

Sticky Sticky

Today i feel, out of my body, all together strange.
I don't know where i'm coming from and got no clue where i'm going.

You know when someone you love and respect (the same someone who loves and respects you back) tells you to get youre act together. To really step into gear and ... pretty much slaps you across the face. O so maybe it hasn't been a slap in the face. i think this is more like them splashing me with some water. Its refreshing and yet annoying. Or maybe its more like someone pouring a full bucket of soft drink over your head. yes i like the last one.

The point is, it leaves you dripping in sticky embarrassment and with a feeling of vulnerability. You feel back to front, inside out and upside down. If this seems like I'm complaining, I'm not. Instead i'm taking it in my stride and hoping to better myself. again. It'll take a while. But i'm gonna try clean up this mess.