WHY IS EVERYONE IN LOVE

I think for this one, the title certainly provides a pretty good idea about what this mini rant (preach) is going to be about. 

LOVE. 

And why everyone, EVERYONE, even the fucking guy that wrote the book about Vitamin D that I'm reading, is. And those people are always SO quick, OH SO QUICK, to vocalise the fact that they are blissfully, perpetually head over heels in love. 

I just want to clarify that I'm not jealous or malicious....I swear. 

The dedication of the vitamins book read: 

I dedicate this book to my best friend, colleague, and business partner for more than 37 years, my loving wife Sally who has always been supportive of my career and has been the absolute joy and love of my life. 

When I read the dedication, I had one of those moments where I envisioned exactly what it would have looked like had I been in a film. The close up of the words "love of my life". The camera continues to zoom until the texts fills the screens, becoming more pixilated and distorted as the camera enlarges each letter so that it is no lover recognisable. 

FUCK IT. IM READING ABOUT VITAMIN D WHY THE FUCK DO I NEED TO KNOW THAT YOU HAVE A FUCKING AWESOME WOMAN IN YOUR LIFE CALLED SALLY AND THAT SHE IS A COLLEAGUE OF YOURS SO IS THUS IMPLIED TO BE SMART LIKE YOU ARGH. 

Okay..I feel better. But still. Stupid people in love. 

When life gives you lemons- line up the tequila slammers.

Anyone that knows me well knows that constantly, always, I am on the search for happy. Happiness. True bliss that emanates joy and laughter. I imagine happiness to be laughter and fun, a carefree state. With no anxiety. When asked what you want your life to be in 5, 10, 20 years- I've heard many say happy. Is happiness really a perpetual state that can you attain? Or is life forever destined to be somewhat of a roller coaster ride, something that has a mixture of ups and downs, sadness, happiness, binary extremes and all?

I think that the way to attain job and everything that you believe to be great may be a simple hybrid of appreciation and determination. When you appreciate the good in life, and additionally have a passion to get things you want or ensure that you are surrounded by what makes you happy, you may find yourself in a place where the good times out way the bad. People create the values of their lives. Others may make your life happy, but you are responsible for your own happiness.

Alex. xx

the future.

I always find myself writing on this blog at around 6pm on a Sunday night whilst I procrastinate my life away. It has been a few months since I last updated this blog...maybe I'll try for the once-a-month-ill-update-it-but-no-one-reads-it-lol-so-its-like-a-diary-blog-what-is-life theme?

Moving right along- tonight's discussion will be.....dun...dun...duuuunununununnnn, the future! everyone's favourite fucking topic. I have recently deferred my second semester of uni for 2013 to travel Europe with one of my best friends for three months. I have never been so excited/scared/nervous/i want to shit my pants in excitement and nerves, before in my life. Essentially, me deferring uni and travelling to 8 different countries in Western Europe has made me think about the future. What will happen when I get back? Will everything be the same, different? Good, bad?

To be utterly frank, I don't care.

There's something about Sunday night that really makes you want to kill yourself.

There's just something about sundays that makes you want to kill yourself.

There are various ways that one can elevate the pain that Sundays cause.

Watching a film. Doing something productive. Organising a desk? Files? Fuck it. There is literally nothing you can do to escape the wrath of Sundays.

I spent a lot of this weekend seeing friends that I hadn't seen in a long time. I had a really great weekend. However, I now find myself sitting in the heat at 5.30 pm on a Sunday. The mood says its 8pm but the light outside says its 3pm. It is SUCH a bizarre feeling. I feel obliged to get organised for tomorrow? Hazy memories from my childhood remind me of the importance of spending Sunday nights being organised and ready for school the next day.






wardrobe= provides clarity?

I bought a new wardrobe. Not a collection of clothes, I actually lashed out the money on a large, decent black wooden wardrobe. I bought it from one of those places that has everything already assembled (thank fuck, the fights and abusive my mum and I create when we undertake the role of assembling furniture makes me want to knife myself...), so no real work so required.


(Nb: not my ACTUAL wardrobe. I damn well wish.)

I should give you a bit of back story. About a year ago, my old wardrobe broke. I was too stingy/proud/lazy to actually get another one, so I bought a $13 clothes rack from K-Mart. That has been holding up my clothes for a year. And oh, has it been one painfully long year.
a) it didn't stand up right
b) it was on a slant due to the weight of the clothes and would CONSTANTLY fall down
c) it looked really...messy

With my new wardrobe delivered and a public holiday off work at my disposal, I cleaned, reorganised and rearranged my room. The results? I'm going to be overlly dramatic and say clarity. The feeling of attaining organisation, clean sheets and colour coordinated clothes made my soul implode from happiness. Thus, this sinario probes the question: how has an organised room, that is also clean I should add, enabled me to feel calm, organised and dare I say productive?

Aside from this rather elaborate narration of the delivery of my wardrobe- I have been quite busy lately. I started a new job, the people are fab! So lovely, I am really enjoying myself. I went to Melbourne's Big Day Out concert and saw my favourite band, Vampire Weekend play. I've never been a maaasssive band person, although I do enjoy a cheeky Melbourne Banger*, but Vampire Weekend is so deliciously witty with their lyrics that I just can't help but love them.

Aside from that, it's my birthday on Thursday. I am turning 19. I'm going to put this out here: I am having a mild existential crisis abut turning 19. It's the last year of my teenage years. Where has my life gone? Where is my life going? I know it's ridiculous with the likes of mother heaving up the slow and depressing hill of turning 60 around the corner (okay 3 years...), but I feel like I actually haven't DONE anything that I've always wanted to do or achieve. So, in light of this mild crisis I have been having for the last week, I have decided that this year, my year of 19, I am going to take every possible opportunity I can and make everything count.

new year

fuck. it's 2013. already. my god how did this happen???
I honestly forgot all about this blog. I thought that I would have had the capacity to at LEAST update this pile of shit once a month, but evidently not. 
I am setting a small task for myself. Write at least one post per month. It does not need to be important. And none necessarily needs to read it. 


im baaaaaaccccck!

I really want to start making more of an effort to blog! it's just hard when I have ZERO followers and I feel like I am talking to myself.

1] What's been going on? Basically I have started uni again for the second semester of my first year. Shocked that i've made it this far, woohoo! I'm a lit student, politics student who also does French, just in case you were wondering.

2] I got the American Apparel DiScO pAnTs! They are legitimately as good as they say. They are SO sliming and nice and hskfjhslkjfghalskjhfdlkfjhasdkf damn they are worth the money. The way I look at buying clothes is dividing the cost of the item per wear. I have worn these damn pants every day since I bought them (AUS$122) and feel like the money was WELL damn worth it. Currently am lusting after the navy ones (swoon).



3] I think I want to go on exchange with my uni. That or go to Paris for 6 weeks with one of my best friends during June of next year. I am so damn conflicted, don't know what the heck I want.

4] I have tried the MAYBELLINE Colour Tatoos: they are so amazing. My favourite, and most used, is tough as taupe which is HEAVENLY. HEAVEN! A post & swatches are coming soon!