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So this was my slight hairstyle change since my last trip to the hairdresser back in October. This was merely step one. As of a couple of days ago, I had my hair curled and am currently sporting straw hair. I'm sure once I begin working it regularly with moisturising treatments, I'll feel a lot better about my decision to have my hair dehydrated without mercy.
It's two days before I leave for my 3 month trip to Colorado. Michael and I have sorted out all our lease info for our apartment and have set up electricity, cable net, and similar important goodies. I'm incredibly pleased about the 24/7 gym I will have access to, and of course getting to spend some quality time with Michael. It has been a long while since we've last seen each other and it has not been the easiest of battles to fight. Having plans torn apart by terrible circumstances and constantly reconstructing our schedules has been nothing short of exhausting for both of us. To finally see all our hard work over the last 4.5 months pay off means more than I could possibly express.
I've been busy as of late packing my bags and doing some last minute shopping. Notably, I purchased a beautiful dress from Charlie Brown the other day and I can't wait for an opportunity to wear it. There were also some wonderful specials that caught my eye while strolling through the city, and I managed to pick up some great bargains to add to my wardrobe. Was incredibly tempted to purchase my second Alannah Hill skirt but money is going to be short for awhile so I quickly vacated the premises before temptation got the better of me. Really though, if I were a millionaire the first designer label I would shop dry would be Alannah. Hint: Be nice to me Tattslotto.
Apart from Mike and I moving back in together, we'll also be driving up to Oregon for his sisters wedding in June. He's apparently cooking me dinner for my first night back in America, and we'll also be heading out to do home furniture shopping. I can't wait to catch up with Jesse and Abbie again so we can all spin the nerdy movie nights into action. Not sure how I feel about Jesse and Mike dicing me alive in german board games however. I'm still adapting to using my brain while playing board games. Can't I just roll a dice and be done with? I can just see Michael shaking his head while chuckling and remarking on my predictability. Sore loser? Me? :)
Why is Freak Me - Another Level now playing? I wish not to romance my computer. Sleep is now on the cards. I have a couple of extremely busy days ahead and two people to finish training before I throw my job temporarily into the dust. My wallet, it weeps already.
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| Wedding Belle's |
[04 Jan 2007|01:45pm] |
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Just to make an official announcement that was long overdue, Michael and I are preparing to marry in August/September in Colorado.
Plus, I turn 21 on Saturday. I plan to spend the day constructively... running around in WOW killing alliance. Who said I didn't have an edge for excitement? Fo' realz...
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| Whore Times |
[13 Nov 2006|01:27am] |
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As you can see, I'm being slightly more tarty than what is usually expected from me. Enjoy.
I'm flying to Colorado in two weeks to meet Michael's mother, and I'm convinced I must reduce booty beforehand. There will still be more inactivity due to playing WOW for hours on end, just less junk food to accommodate it. Back to water fasting for me.
Now, there's a story behind something in that picture. I wear those bandaids on my knee because I cleverly decided to leave our apartment the other day and walk a few km's to the park at 6am for some fresh air and thinking time. Now generally this should be a perfectly fine thing to do, but considering I currently reside in the most dangerous neighbourhood in Southern Nevada (for example, approx 1593 crimes occur in this neighbourhood every 60 days), not such a great plan. Less than 0.5km into my journey, I ran into a homeless guy trying to sell a stolen gold necklace. I was then chased down the street by a guy trying to persuade me into his car, as he mistook me for a prostitute due to me abiding by traffic laws and standing on the corner while waiting for my cue to cross. He clearly wasn't happy with my reluctancy, and decided to follow me. While I ran for my life, I tripped over and scrapped my knee across a rocky path. He drove away. Decided to turn back and limp home with blood dripping down my leg, but not before being followed by another guy who was cat-whistling me and trying to start a conversation.
Can I also mention that I was dressed NOTHING like above. Otherwise it might make slight sense. Guys here seemingly have low standards when it comes to their dick and finding somewhere to put it. Just ask my boyfriend. ;)
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| Sleepless In Las Vegas |
[05 Nov 2006|10:13pm] |
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Have you ever felt so moved by the love you feel for another, to the point of tears?
Maybe it's the pill talking. Or maybe it is what it is. Love. The one thing above everything else, that I cannot deny.
God knows I've tried.
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| Blazing lights |
[05 Oct 2006|12:41am] |
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Next Saturday I leave for Las Vegas until early December, to move in with my partner Michael. This time away from home could not come at a better time. This time to contribute to my relationship with Michael is also in itself, a huge blessing. We're greatly anticipating my trip, and I'm finally putting the finishing touches to my packing. And the icing on the cake? We'll be properly celebrating our anniversary the evening I arrive. Where we'll be going, I'm not yet sure. Michael is planning a surprise night out, so I guess I won't be finding out much until then!
Went shopping with Laura on Monday. Was gleeful about shopping for, and slipping into size 10 pants for the day, having finally started sliding out of a size 12. Progress is being made - one huge sigh of relief.
I wish I didn't have to sleep alone tonight. Michael told me before he went to bed that if I woke up feeling lonely at some point during the night, he would have his mobile by his bedside for me to call for love and comfort. I simply have the most wonderful boyfriend in the world, and I won't soon be forgetting that. I think I might give him a quick call before I tuck in afterall.
Next week... come quick.
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[10 Sep 2006|09:59pm] |
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I'm excited. It's 2 days away from Mike's and my anniversary, one month till my trip to Las Vegas, 4 months till we move in together! We've started trying to get things sorted out now, or at least planning out our financials. Everything is looking good and should be smoother than I previously expected. Oh, let us hope!
In other news mother has been on the phone to my relatives in the USA planning out Michael and my wedding... Yeah. I know she absolutely adores Michael and is fully supportive of our relationship, but this is where I draw the line. Unfortunately for her, we like things low-key and simple. There will be no huge weddings on an island off the Philippines, thank you! The idea itself makes us nervous as is.
I also found out something rather amusing. Michael and I chose the names for our kids a few months back. If we had a daughter we wanted to name her Madeline Genevieve B_____. Now, see the reference to the Hanson song Madeline? Yeah well, it was Michael who suggested that name in the first place, and two weeks afterwards that I realised the relation to Hanson. For our son, we wanted to name him, wait for it.... Samuel Ezra. Ok. So I first heard the name Ezra because of Taylor Hanson's son, that much is for sure. It's a beautiful name, and I liked the idea of having it as a middle name for my own child. As far as the name Samuel is concerned, we picked because of our similar like of that name. This was months before this evening's revelations came around!
The point I'm trying to get to here is, I just found out that Taylor's wife has given birth to their second son, who conveniently has the middle name of Samuel!!! My son's first and middle name, as well as my daughter's first name, can be traced back to Hanson somehow!!! I feel like I'm trying to frame my children around them and that was entirely not the case at all. It's all one big accident! >_<
Seriously though, I can't wait to tell Michael... who's inconveniently NOT a Hanson fan.... ;)
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| Still in holiday mode! |
[28 Jul 2006|09:54pm] |
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Got back from my 3 week vacation a couple of weeks ago. Still in holiday mode. Hate.work.want.more.holidays! Flying to Las Vegas in October though, so time off again isn't THAT far off.
Back to the gym on Tuesday. Am changing my work-out schedule again. Apparently treadmilling 1-2hrs a day isn't necessarily the best plan. Guess I'll have to spice things up for myself!
Michael and I are moving in together around February. Realised tonight that it's coming close to our one year anniversary. WHOA. Not sure what we're going to do yet. Uhm, play WOW? Yeah... sounds like us. ;)
Again, had a wonderful trip. Thanks for asking! :D
As of this year, I've been officially branded super-human. I wake up every morning at 5am to talk to Michael before he leaves for work. I head to the gym at 7am. I begin work at 9am. I finish work at 5pm, or sometimes 11pm depending on whether I'm working night shifts on top of day ones. All while consuming no food for days. It suddenly occured to me that I throw myself into serious overdrive. You'd think I'd get the hint, what, with Michael constantly pestering me about my health. I clearly only win his sympathy through shitty run-in's with laxatives. YUM. ;)
Vacation shots ahead!
Look at those sexy hair curls! Damn my not being born with natural ones.
Awkward camera kisses to pass the time before (and plenty of sneak kisses during) Coldplay concert. Wow, they are AMAZING live. We had an awesome time. Sorry my eyes are open. I suck at pretending to catch a moment, rather than revealing IT WAS ALL A SET UP!
Purrr. Another pre-Coldplay shot. Wish Michael would hurry up and get his piano repaired. I'm missing my Mike-piano-playing fix, and Chris Martin can only do so much. :(
Near the beach cottage we rented on the Great Ocean Road. Such a lovely place. We intend on going back one day.
Yeah, life is good. Except all the working. And saving. And not having yet moved out of home...
Okay, so maybe it kinda tanks, but all will be well soon! Plan - save up at least $10,000 by Jan-Feb. Shouldn't be too hard. :)
Uhm... night?!
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| BlahBlahBlah She Said |
[02 Jun 2005|06:28pm] |
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I love filtering through all my past, hidden treasures! Unfortunately since we're moving into our new house in a few weeks, the garage was cleared of most boxed possessions, some of which included all my old Hanson posters, notebooks, and some letters. I was in Sydney at the time it was cleared, so I wasn't able to salvage these items. :(
Thankfully I still have a small box in my room containing some of which would have otherwise been lost, so there's still past memories left to hold on to.
I found an old poem dating back to when I was 15 years old, so I might as well share it while I'm sitting here bored out of my mind. See, this is why I prefer full time work! Less time to feel like a mindless loner. Sigh.
ANIMOSITY
So many secrets bottled deep inside
So many lies I've felt forced to hide
Trapped somewhere beneath rubble and dirt
Can't utter truth for the truth merely hurts
Lies are all I feel obligated to say
Fabrication tends to find me every day
A force yet unknown, I'm still trying to discover
A way to release, a time to recover
A clock ticking down, animosity still remains
Forever locked away behind the fragments of pain.
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| Maybe Tomorrow |
[14 May 2005|08:54pm] |
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I have felt incredibly mellow and watered down this year. My ability to care about certain situations seem to have dimished to a point where I have to ponder whether I even do at all. This is all too much of an illusion for me. I really do think I need to bash my head into various walls until I finally 'get' how I'm supposed to view things. I look at myself as a born professional at steering myself in the wrong direction. I watch my life pass me by and I like to deny myself the pleasure of doing something about it, even if there is so much I want to strive to achieve. I desire to do so many great things. Call me a goody-goody prude, but I'll call it genuine compassion. I fucking love compassion, and those who treasure similar traits. The inability to want to do something about the current state of the world fails to reach understanding with me. How can one possibly turn a blind eye without a hint of regret or guilt? It has seemed much easier for me to turn my back on loved ones rather than absolute strangers, though. There is something very unbalanced about that fact and I need to ease my own tension and speak with open, honest words. I've wandered aimlessly in my own mind thinking things over and hiding behind unspoken emotions, so perhaps it's time to let some thoughts shine through. I have another desire, that of which is to be heard and acknowledged. I would sell the bible to my soul for all the world to read if it meant being truely understood by someone, on any level. I have every moment available to question the 'Why' and 'How' and everything in between. I'm still prepared to listen, even when shielding myself behind invisible barriers of doubt.
I've kinda liked 'me' this year. I'm starting to fall into place a little more. I'm stronger, sharper, and more aware of who I am and why I am. I still can barely handle my own reflection at times, but some things shall never change. Then again, some things will. (Does not want to elaborate.)
I guard & protect my privacy as much as I could possibly want to now. It's important for me to look at situations from my own point of view and then judge accordingly. No doubt that sometimes the advice of a stranger can be of service, but it's important for me to stand my own ground and walk these two legs independantly and alone.
Love me for who I am, the bread and it's crumbs, the shards of broken glass that make up my soul, and my inability to be perfect & my constant battle to be so... If my presence can hold a special place with anyone, then it's all I'll ever need to know.
Tomorrow, next week, next month, next year, soon, someday... I'll find my way home.
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| blump. |
[19 Apr 2005|12:14pm] |
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OMFG, training tonight. About to have a shower and get the hell out of here. Just got a $260 phone bill in the mail. Thanks Telstra, you really know when you rain on my parade. Bills, bills, bills to pay this month, so I can live off crackers and cheese. Hurry up late May, I want to wear a party hat in style.
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| Nothing's Ever Fair |
[27 Dec 2004|08:34pm] |
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I'm too lazy to continue this.
Your grip still holds firm but armed with vacant disbelief
Obliged to feel moved by the presence of your grief
Why you seek no solitude is a mystery beyond me
Behind layers of your lack of faith lies only remnants of empty
There are few things in life where pain has come to show a gain
With the foolishness of gazes melting slowly with the rain
And with the rest of these tomorrows passing us without a thought
Turn from situations built for learnings and the lessons we've been taught
Another day to play it foolish, another excuse for us to fail
We can ignore the blame and reason, or we can set this boat to sail.
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