I am soooo over this ridiculous cold. It makes me miserable. Sure, trench coats and blazers are cute but honestly I'd much rather be playing in denim cut offs. Not to mention how hard it is to shop for new things. Not a cute floral sundress in sight, very inconvenient when I prefer to try things on (rather than gamble online). Even if I did find something sweet it would be a massive bother to remove multiple layers just to try the damn thing on. It's not really the shopping and clothes situation that is making me feel so blergh, its everything about winter. Without the sun colours lose their vibrancy, outside looks dull and sad; extremely uninviting. There is only so much lazing about on the couch with my doona I can handle. Summer brings invitations to barbecues, festivals, parties and picnics. Winter is every man for himself. So boring, so tedious. I am wishing this weather away. Be gone!
Luckily I am outta here a little bit. Ten days of Thailand. Beach, sun and general happiness. I fear I will be even more depressed when I return to dreary August. All tanned up with nowhere to show. Euughhhh. I wish it were Summer all year round.
< /end rant >
Thursday, July 16
Tuesday, July 7
Teeth of the Wise
I just got home from grocery shopping for the next week's essential items, ie what I am going to live off whilst I recover from getting out four wisdom teeth. This is what I ended up with:
Up & Go: three berry flavoured and three banana
Heinz Organic Baby Food x 3 (Shepherd's Pie, Beef and Veg Mash and a Mango Banana Dessert)
Jelly in Raspberry, Strawberry, Pineapple and Blue
Apple Puree
Magazines
...and a few other grocery items for the house including an abundance of socks (the washing machine is eating them I swear).
For some reason the bill came to over $250. Whoooops. Luckily Mum had given me a Coles Gift Card for the trip, however I am kinda dreading her getting home and realising I spent almost all of it. Shit.
In other news, the op is tomorrow at 5pm. What a weird time to go into surgery! Which means my fasting time is from 11. I am going to be starving! Argghhh! And I get to come home with a puffy face. Sweet. Not to mention how much money it costs for all this. Wisdom teeth are so convenient.
Up & Go: three berry flavoured and three banana
Heinz Organic Baby Food x 3 (Shepherd's Pie, Beef and Veg Mash and a Mango Banana Dessert)
Jelly in Raspberry, Strawberry, Pineapple and Blue
Apple Puree
Magazines
...and a few other grocery items for the house including an abundance of socks (the washing machine is eating them I swear).
For some reason the bill came to over $250. Whoooops. Luckily Mum had given me a Coles Gift Card for the trip, however I am kinda dreading her getting home and realising I spent almost all of it. Shit.
In other news, the op is tomorrow at 5pm. What a weird time to go into surgery! Which means my fasting time is from 11. I am going to be starving! Argghhh! And I get to come home with a puffy face. Sweet. Not to mention how much money it costs for all this. Wisdom teeth are so convenient.
Sunday, July 5
Happy July Fifth.
My 21st Birthday was everything I hoped for and more. The decorations turned out ok and every single person really got into the theme. Looking back at the photos is so fun, so much colour and attitude. My friends are amazing. Everyone seemed to have a wonderful night, and we didn't run out of booze, woo! So much vodka. Yummmm. I love all my gifts too, I am SO GLAD I gave in to Tiffany. I love it. It complements everything I own. I was pretty spoilt; Myer and Peter Alexander vouchers, stuff for the home, jewellery and a beautiful drawing from Renee. I can't wait to hang it up.
I need to get new photos printed to put up in my room. On the to-do list it is. Also thinking about getting an SLR or a Polaroid camera. Polaroids are a lot cheaper but I'm not sure if the film is easy to get or not. I will have to do some research. An SLR will be expensive, but perhaps a worthwhile investment? Maybe I will get all artsy and good at photography. Maybe I will keep it on auto and use it as a point-and-shoot cos being good is too hard. Who knows.
My baby sisters are the most adorable little girls I have ever seen. I am smitten. They took to me really quickly which was a relief. I was so worried they'd be scared of me, or I wouldn't know what to do. It's amazing how natural it felt to be around them. Feeding and dressing them, or just holding them felt like I'd been doing it my whole life. I wonder if its just a natural maternal instinct or if its a result of watching others handle babies in life. Not that I've been around many new mothers, more like in movies I guess. I miss them already. Having them look around the room for me and smile instantly when I picked them up melted my heart. If this is what it feels like with my sisters I can't imagine what it will be like when I have babies of my own. I can't wait to work fulltime and earn a decent wage. Those girls are going to be so spoilt my their big sis.
I'm contemplating becoming a vegetarian after spending time with Elly this week. It seems so healthy (not to mention delicious... Elly is a fabulous cook). Fresh salmon/barramundi/trout etc served with her signature salad or steamed oyster-sesame veg and taters = YUM. Perhaps I should just aim to eat more healthily in general. She showed me how to make the oyster-sesame veg and I trialled it tonight, mine didn't turnout quite as nice as hers but still good. Will have to keep practicing. I like the idea of fresh fish every night. Or tuna/salmon pasta. Not sure how I'd go without the occasional chicken breast or steak though. Maybe I can be a semi-veggie? Plus there is the matter of making sure Mum always gets fish for me. Hmmm.
I need to get new photos printed to put up in my room. On the to-do list it is. Also thinking about getting an SLR or a Polaroid camera. Polaroids are a lot cheaper but I'm not sure if the film is easy to get or not. I will have to do some research. An SLR will be expensive, but perhaps a worthwhile investment? Maybe I will get all artsy and good at photography. Maybe I will keep it on auto and use it as a point-and-shoot cos being good is too hard. Who knows.
My baby sisters are the most adorable little girls I have ever seen. I am smitten. They took to me really quickly which was a relief. I was so worried they'd be scared of me, or I wouldn't know what to do. It's amazing how natural it felt to be around them. Feeding and dressing them, or just holding them felt like I'd been doing it my whole life. I wonder if its just a natural maternal instinct or if its a result of watching others handle babies in life. Not that I've been around many new mothers, more like in movies I guess. I miss them already. Having them look around the room for me and smile instantly when I picked them up melted my heart. If this is what it feels like with my sisters I can't imagine what it will be like when I have babies of my own. I can't wait to work fulltime and earn a decent wage. Those girls are going to be so spoilt my their big sis.
I'm contemplating becoming a vegetarian after spending time with Elly this week. It seems so healthy (not to mention delicious... Elly is a fabulous cook). Fresh salmon/barramundi/trout etc served with her signature salad or steamed oyster-sesame veg and taters = YUM. Perhaps I should just aim to eat more healthily in general. She showed me how to make the oyster-sesame veg and I trialled it tonight, mine didn't turnout quite as nice as hers but still good. Will have to keep practicing. I like the idea of fresh fish every night. Or tuna/salmon pasta. Not sure how I'd go without the occasional chicken breast or steak though. Maybe I can be a semi-veggie? Plus there is the matter of making sure Mum always gets fish for me. Hmmm.
Monday, June 15
wishlist
Chanel bag
Polaroid camera and film
Britney tickets
ripped jeans (maybe the lee licks?)
new sunnies
Silver bracelets... a girl can never have too many
Polaroid camera and film
Britney tickets
ripped jeans (maybe the lee licks?)
new sunnies
Silver bracelets... a girl can never have too many
Tuesday, June 2
best date ever.
Its time to blog.
Sunday Adge took me on a mystery date. He had every detail planned out which was lovely and I was very excited to be treated like a princess.
We set off for Moore Park, where we painted animals at Plaster Funhouse (or whatever it was called). Painting is haaaaaaard. And slightly embarrassing when the six year olds around you manage to stay in the lines better whilst chatting animatedly. Not Adge nor I. We sat in concentrated silence as he mentally debated over which size brush would be adequate for his three eyed alien's eyes, myself unable to choose a colour scheme for my turtle money box (which resulted in choosing too many... less is more Jade!). Frustrations grew, we realised we kinda sucked. But still, it was a very fun afternoon. Whilst we waited for our figures to dry, we discovered Brent Street was in the same complex. I have been telling myself for at least twelve months I am going to start dancing again. We shall see.
After we picked up our freshly glossed animals we headed to a neat cafe in Paddington, hidden down some lane. It was cute, you ate in the middle of what seemed to be an art gallery, paintings and sculptures lined the pristine walls. After this we headed to Star City's Lyric Theatre, sipping delicious cocktails (I had two of "La Dolce Vita" - a creamy blend of Baileys, Butterscotch Schnappes, Contreau and mango puree... divine) whilst waiting for the show to begin. I had never seen a professional musical before and I was very pleasantly surprised. Chicago was GREAT. I knew most of the songs from dancing but seeing them performed so wonderfully was better than any dance I'd learned. My favourite was "Razzle Dazzle," the way those humans moved their bodies... all legs and arms and splits and contortions and upper body strength... just wow. I have never seen so many sixpacks (and skin tight pants) together at one time. Male dancers' bodies are HOT. (I had to laugh when Adge whispered to me "I think the men are wearing g-strings!" after their bums were shimmying to the audience.)
After the show we were set to eat at some Portuguese place but unfortunately it was shut on Sundays... so home we went for takeaway Thai. A pleasant end to a lovely day.
Of course I couldn't stop singing and dancing round his kitchen to all the songs. Watching others on stage really makes me want to perform again.
***
It is twenty days til I turn twenty one. It's really exciting. It will be more exciting when I finish these last two assessments, then I will be FREEEEEEE for almost two months. KP will be free forever. Unless she does masters. So much is going on this break. Family dinners, birthday lunch, State of Origin, Vegas party, Queensland to meet my sisters, wisdom teeth out, Thailand.... so much.
I guess I blogged cos I am procrastinating. I managed to read four books in one week and one day to get out of essaying. That and they were amazing books. Today I ate half a wheel of cheese in one sitting. Again I convinced myself I was "hungry" to get out of writing. And now I've moved onto blogging. I'm not counting the usual tumbling/facebooking/twittering either. Uni life is strange. You get so little done in what seems to be forever. I am almost at the end of my tertiary education yet I feel I have learnt more about social networking and the internet than I have of theoretical concepts in the past three years. Oh well. I hope it is not as easy to get a medical or law degree than it is for arts.
Sunday Adge took me on a mystery date. He had every detail planned out which was lovely and I was very excited to be treated like a princess.
We set off for Moore Park, where we painted animals at Plaster Funhouse (or whatever it was called). Painting is haaaaaaard. And slightly embarrassing when the six year olds around you manage to stay in the lines better whilst chatting animatedly. Not Adge nor I. We sat in concentrated silence as he mentally debated over which size brush would be adequate for his three eyed alien's eyes, myself unable to choose a colour scheme for my turtle money box (which resulted in choosing too many... less is more Jade!). Frustrations grew, we realised we kinda sucked. But still, it was a very fun afternoon. Whilst we waited for our figures to dry, we discovered Brent Street was in the same complex. I have been telling myself for at least twelve months I am going to start dancing again. We shall see.
After we picked up our freshly glossed animals we headed to a neat cafe in Paddington, hidden down some lane. It was cute, you ate in the middle of what seemed to be an art gallery, paintings and sculptures lined the pristine walls. After this we headed to Star City's Lyric Theatre, sipping delicious cocktails (I had two of "La Dolce Vita" - a creamy blend of Baileys, Butterscotch Schnappes, Contreau and mango puree... divine) whilst waiting for the show to begin. I had never seen a professional musical before and I was very pleasantly surprised. Chicago was GREAT. I knew most of the songs from dancing but seeing them performed so wonderfully was better than any dance I'd learned. My favourite was "Razzle Dazzle," the way those humans moved their bodies... all legs and arms and splits and contortions and upper body strength... just wow. I have never seen so many sixpacks (and skin tight pants) together at one time. Male dancers' bodies are HOT. (I had to laugh when Adge whispered to me "I think the men are wearing g-strings!" after their bums were shimmying to the audience.)
After the show we were set to eat at some Portuguese place but unfortunately it was shut on Sundays... so home we went for takeaway Thai. A pleasant end to a lovely day.
Of course I couldn't stop singing and dancing round his kitchen to all the songs. Watching others on stage really makes me want to perform again.
***
It is twenty days til I turn twenty one. It's really exciting. It will be more exciting when I finish these last two assessments, then I will be FREEEEEEE for almost two months. KP will be free forever. Unless she does masters. So much is going on this break. Family dinners, birthday lunch, State of Origin, Vegas party, Queensland to meet my sisters, wisdom teeth out, Thailand.... so much.
I guess I blogged cos I am procrastinating. I managed to read four books in one week and one day to get out of essaying. That and they were amazing books. Today I ate half a wheel of cheese in one sitting. Again I convinced myself I was "hungry" to get out of writing. And now I've moved onto blogging. I'm not counting the usual tumbling/facebooking/twittering either. Uni life is strange. You get so little done in what seems to be forever. I am almost at the end of my tertiary education yet I feel I have learnt more about social networking and the internet than I have of theoretical concepts in the past three years. Oh well. I hope it is not as easy to get a medical or law degree than it is for arts.
Monday, April 27
hello world
Since signing up to tumblr last year I have neglected this. Sorry blogger, tumblr satisfies me in a way you never did. Perhaps I need to make more effort in our relationship? Or maybe we should just accept its over.
I am currently preparing for my 21st birthday. Meet me in Las Vegas friends. A very small group of those I hold closest. Dad, Elly and the twins are making the trip from Brisbane, I am so excited to meet my baby sisters. I hope its a fun night. Jelly shots, drinking games and costumes generally equal fun. I hope everyone dresses up. Even the grown ups. Don't be lame. Its my birthday.
I have recently accepted I may have ranga babies. My cousins on Dad's side are ginger, as are my new baby sisters. Ranga blood in my veins fo realz. Wanna know a secret? Prior to the twins birth I ran photos through that babymaker website and ALL my children were rangas. Even the interwebz knew I had it in me.
Today I bought a moleskine journal. Its pink. I plan on writing lots of junk. Goals, observations, phone numbers, whatevs. I also want to decorate my laptop with glitter. This sparkly phase I'm going through sure is strong. Perhaps I'm reconnecting with my seven year old self, she who loved EVERYTHING fairy/sparkly related. Just cos I'm turning 21 doesn't mean I have to be a Grown Up. I have my whole life to wear suits and demure nail polish, blow-waving my hair into the perfect office do. For now I should enjoy being a student (HA YEAH RIGHT!) and embrace colour and glitter and all things girly. Today I saw a set of measuring cups that were shaped like hearts that all fit neatly inside one another. I wish I lived out of home so I could purchase them. Maybe I need to start a glory box where I can store all these treasures for next year. I don't think Adge would mind if we had pink heart measuring cups. Not like he'll be measuring junk anyway. I also wanted to buy a funnel and tongs. Don't ask, they were just cute ok?
I cannot wait for June.
June 20: Family birthday dinner
June 22: I turn 21!!! And it's Krista's LAST EXAM EVER.
June 27: Partay!
July at some point: I get my present from Adge. He's taking me out of Australia. I am the luckiest girl alive.
I miss my girlfriends. Its partly my fault. Working on the weekends makes it hard. I like working at HS, but its taking a toll on friendships which is just not ok.
Then again it seems as though everyone is busy.
Everyone is drifting.
Its been different since coming home from Nam 09.
Its baloney.
Hopefully this is just a phase.
I need some goals. I've never been a 'goal' person as I don't like failing. No goals=Jade can't fail. Sure I make little ones like lose a couple of kilos, exercise more or eat less junk food, but in reality I don't stick to them longer than two days. I know what I want out of life. Happiness. Success. Love. Family. Money. I feel guilty for saying 'money' but its true, I want to be rich. I want to live a life where I don't want for much. Not that I am going to be greedy, I just want to live a comfortable existence where I can provide for my children. Baby wants to play three sports? Sure, its great for your health.
This is a bit of a ramble.
I am currently preparing for my 21st birthday. Meet me in Las Vegas friends. A very small group of those I hold closest. Dad, Elly and the twins are making the trip from Brisbane, I am so excited to meet my baby sisters. I hope its a fun night. Jelly shots, drinking games and costumes generally equal fun. I hope everyone dresses up. Even the grown ups. Don't be lame. Its my birthday.
I have recently accepted I may have ranga babies. My cousins on Dad's side are ginger, as are my new baby sisters. Ranga blood in my veins fo realz. Wanna know a secret? Prior to the twins birth I ran photos through that babymaker website and ALL my children were rangas. Even the interwebz knew I had it in me.
Today I bought a moleskine journal. Its pink. I plan on writing lots of junk. Goals, observations, phone numbers, whatevs. I also want to decorate my laptop with glitter. This sparkly phase I'm going through sure is strong. Perhaps I'm reconnecting with my seven year old self, she who loved EVERYTHING fairy/sparkly related. Just cos I'm turning 21 doesn't mean I have to be a Grown Up. I have my whole life to wear suits and demure nail polish, blow-waving my hair into the perfect office do. For now I should enjoy being a student (HA YEAH RIGHT!) and embrace colour and glitter and all things girly. Today I saw a set of measuring cups that were shaped like hearts that all fit neatly inside one another. I wish I lived out of home so I could purchase them. Maybe I need to start a glory box where I can store all these treasures for next year. I don't think Adge would mind if we had pink heart measuring cups. Not like he'll be measuring junk anyway. I also wanted to buy a funnel and tongs. Don't ask, they were just cute ok?
I cannot wait for June.
June 20: Family birthday dinner
June 22: I turn 21!!! And it's Krista's LAST EXAM EVER.
June 27: Partay!
July at some point: I get my present from Adge. He's taking me out of Australia. I am the luckiest girl alive.
I miss my girlfriends. Its partly my fault. Working on the weekends makes it hard. I like working at HS, but its taking a toll on friendships which is just not ok.
Then again it seems as though everyone is busy.
Everyone is drifting.
Its been different since coming home from Nam 09.
Its baloney.
Hopefully this is just a phase.
I need some goals. I've never been a 'goal' person as I don't like failing. No goals=Jade can't fail. Sure I make little ones like lose a couple of kilos, exercise more or eat less junk food, but in reality I don't stick to them longer than two days. I know what I want out of life. Happiness. Success. Love. Family. Money. I feel guilty for saying 'money' but its true, I want to be rich. I want to live a life where I don't want for much. Not that I am going to be greedy, I just want to live a comfortable existence where I can provide for my children. Baby wants to play three sports? Sure, its great for your health.
This is a bit of a ramble.
Thursday, December 18
by request
so you want some reading material? here goes.
I must admit I've been slack.
Slacko jacko.
Too much tumbling.
So much to look at
Constantly inspired
By words, images, thoughts
Beauty in imagination
I'm so glad I signed up
and that you did too.
You are so precious to me.
Your heart is pure
Your mind unique
Your soul beautiful
I want so many things for you
You deserve to be free from what holds you
One day you will be
Completely.
Lessons learned
Heart healed
Strong
Ready for life
Life lately is different.
Change in employment
Missing friends
Tis the silly season, silly.
Mooey's was perfect.
I am blessed with such beautiful friends
Pin up girls and Mr Whippy
Killer combo
No one loves the beer bong more than Boo.
Well maybe Shez.
What's that? Too much to handle? Funny how you run away whenever we make you a full one. Keep pretending. We'll play along.
Vanilla vodka watermelon
Spoon me?
Speaking of Mooey
Wonderful job
Sentimental gifts
Video montage
Perfect birthday
Happy 21 years Moo.
My life is full yet I have minimal to write?
Busy doesn't necessarily mean full I guess.
Christmas time.
Saving for our trip... Vietnam 09.
We leave on February 15th
I cannot wait
It will be the highlight of my year.
Loved ones.
I leave for Melbourne on Monday morning
Hello Por Por and Pop, it's been a while
Cousins
All getting red faces from one wine
Lucky I didn't inherit that gene. ew.
Today is my last day at TAC
Goodbye menopausal women (and Arctic temperatures)
Goodbye M2 traffic
Goodbye early morning wake ups
Goodbye boring, mindless tasks
Goodbye guaranteed 16 hours per week.... hmmmm
Hopefully I can do work experience at a media agency
Which will stem into a part time position
Which will become fulltime, fit for a graduate
Which will blossom into a career
Not hope, I WILL. Positivity is key.
Have I told you i am now one of four?
Twins.
Can't wait to cover them in kisses
Big sister Jade.
I guess I'll sign off now
MISS CHU. x.
I must admit I've been slack.
Slacko jacko.
Too much tumbling.
So much to look at
Constantly inspired
By words, images, thoughts
Beauty in imagination
I'm so glad I signed up
and that you did too.
You are so precious to me.
Your heart is pure
Your mind unique
Your soul beautiful
I want so many things for you
You deserve to be free from what holds you
One day you will be
Completely.
Lessons learned
Heart healed
Strong
Ready for life
Life lately is different.
Change in employment
Missing friends
Tis the silly season, silly.
Mooey's was perfect.
I am blessed with such beautiful friends
Pin up girls and Mr Whippy
Killer combo
No one loves the beer bong more than Boo.
Well maybe Shez.
What's that? Too much to handle? Funny how you run away whenever we make you a full one. Keep pretending. We'll play along.
Vanilla vodka watermelon
Spoon me?
Speaking of Mooey
Wonderful job
Sentimental gifts
Video montage
Perfect birthday
Happy 21 years Moo.
My life is full yet I have minimal to write?
Busy doesn't necessarily mean full I guess.
Christmas time.
Saving for our trip... Vietnam 09.
We leave on February 15th
I cannot wait
It will be the highlight of my year.
Loved ones.
I leave for Melbourne on Monday morning
Hello Por Por and Pop, it's been a while
Cousins
All getting red faces from one wine
Lucky I didn't inherit that gene. ew.
Today is my last day at TAC
Goodbye menopausal women (and Arctic temperatures)
Goodbye M2 traffic
Goodbye early morning wake ups
Goodbye boring, mindless tasks
Goodbye guaranteed 16 hours per week.... hmmmm
Hopefully I can do work experience at a media agency
Which will stem into a part time position
Which will become fulltime, fit for a graduate
Which will blossom into a career
Not hope, I WILL. Positivity is key.
Have I told you i am now one of four?
Twins.
Can't wait to cover them in kisses
Big sister Jade.
I guess I'll sign off now
MISS CHU. x.
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