The odd one out.

*Bliss.
My coffee just arrived.
It's a "Sunday Latte" which means it double your regular size.
Excellent!
It's 5pm.
It's a Saturday afternoon.
And without my best friend nearby to call for backup at the last minute
I find myself at one of my local cafes enjoying the best company i could find at such short notice.. Me!
I was literally driving passed this cafe no more than 10 minutes ago.
Instead of going home to a cold bedroom that is in dire need of tidying i did a U-turn & am now sitting in warm, comfortable surrounds escaping the rainy day that has descended on my home town.
My earphones are plugged in & i am whisked to a million miles away.
I'm listening to... well, i wont tell you.
But it is something courageous that soothes the soul.
Aka something that wont interrupt my train of thought.
For some reason my creative writing juices are flowing today so i have decided to take full advantage of this.
To use & abuse!
As i look around at the tables nearby, i note small groups of people.
IPads are being turned this way & that as a group of women peruse some photos.
'Ooh, look at this photo!'
The kids near me are hardly making a noise as they are being entertained by their parents IPhones.
Yes, i am very grateful for this!
*I am interrupted by a text from a good friend who i haven't seen in a couple of weeks.
Stoked to be hearing from them i catch myself smiling from ear to ear.
And then it dawns on me that, to an observer, i just became 'That weird girl who's sitting alone smiling to herself.'
You know what? I don't care.
Smile!*
On the next table down from me is a guy surrounded by 3 women who all seem to be vying for his attention.
I wonder if he's just lucky or if they are desperado's...?!
Taking out my earphones i realise that he's asking them the quiz questions from today's newspaper.
Ooh, i know the answer!
Although i am very tempted to throw something at him to get his attention, tell him the answer & then melt back into my own little world, i restrain myself.
The married couple sitting next to me seem to be quaffing some red wine.
Or at least attempting to look like they are.
I am somewhat jealous of their choice in drink but i figure I would just look like a sad drunkard if i had my own bottle of red... coffee is a safe choice!
Maybe next time I'm here I'll ask them to spike my coffee.. add a little Baileys to it!
There's a mother & daughter sitting close by.
The mum is drawing a picture of some sort~ i wish i could see it.
And then we have me.
The odd one out.
The only person in the cafe who is here alone.
Writing a rough draft of this blog entry into my little notebook.
Yes, it's old school to actually put literal pen to literal paper, i know, but old school is apparently 'cool' these days & well.. i don't want to be left out of the cool club now do i?
Latte is finished so i guess it's time to venture out into the cold.
See you soon loves.
xoxThe middle aged couple next to me are quaffing some red wine.

GUEST BLOG: 'So, I hear you like cats.' By El Vampiro

Hello Blog readers!
How's this for something special~
One of my long time friends, who is practically like a big brother to me, asked this morning if he could write a Guest Blog.
I was stoked at the idea!
So.. here goes, i hope you enjoy it,
xox

You’re a cat person or you’re a dog person. You can’t like both, there is no middle ground. If you’re a cat person, lets get it out there straight up, YOU HAVE NO SOUL…


- Guide dogs/Seeing-eye dogs, yes. Cats? NO – SELFISH BLACK HOLES
- You occasionally hear stories of bad smells coming from neighbours apartments & later find that the owner had been dead for two days & had been partially eaten by their cat. I’ve heard this personally more then a few times, ever with a dog? NO
- Dogs are so awesome, they made a show about one that continually saved the day. This dog was called Lassie, even a Flipper the dolphin was capable of doing good things. Ever heard of show about a cat saving the family continuously? I didn’t think so!
- Dogs are so beautiful and sensitive they literally know their masters voice & can tell if they're getting called by their name or not. Cats? They don’t care about you or the useless name you gave them and will only come to you if they think you're going to feed them, in fact call them anything & they wouldn’t know the difference with names.
- After earthquakes & terrorist attacks, do you ever hear of rescuers using cats to find survivors in the rubble? Cats dragging along sleds in the ice purely so humans don’t have to walk? Sniffer-cats helping the cops find the murders, rapists and criminals? No.
- You come home in a bad mood or even the slightest bit annoyed & the dog will sense it, come to you as you crumble to the floor & just put its paw on you in a gentle way of saying “Hang in there dude!”. A cat? It won’t even touch you unless it thinks its getting food & only then it might rub its body on your pants leaving multitudes of filthy hair everywhere. YUCK!
- Dogs dream. You can sometimes see their paws slightly kick & even the occasional yelp as they're trying to save you in their dream – its beautiful. Cats? They nap. All day, just waiting for you to fall asleep too so they can kill you & have a comfy place to dig their razor sharp claws into.
- Cats have no loyalty, they could leave you and just go where the food is, no stress. Dogs have one owner. One Master – YOU! And will do almost anything for you. They don’t care if you worked all day outside and smell filthy or you just came home from a hit and run & have the body in your boot ready to hide, they would be the first to help “I’ll dig the hole for you dude!” Cats? You're guilty from the second they look at you.
- If someone who you're close to who knows everything about you & you both intimately trust each other, tells you not to trust someone you pretty much take their word for it because you know they don’t want you to get hurt/murdered. Why do you think dogs hate cats so much? Because they’re evil. Cats are evil.
Don’t even start me on they’re stupid faces, they can’t show emotion. No sad, no happy, no painful just the same stupid face all the time. Yuck.
~El Vampiro.

i just got 'shot gunned'‏ ~a true story~

Whats that?

Let me fill you in.

I arrive at work... well, i arrive in the street where i park around the corner from work, I've got my RnB music pumping (don't laugh... it helps wake me up in the mornings!)

Anyway.

There's a couple of houses getting renovation's where i park so there have been tradies around in general over the last couple of weeks.

No complaints here.

I drive passed one guy & i cant help but gawk... just a lil bit.

By gawk i probably just mean stare... too much & too obviously... *oh dear!

Will i ever learn it's rude to stare?

In my own defence, it was a Friday. He's cutie. And he's looking at me. What am i supposed to do?
 After driving around looking for a car spot, i end up parking opposite the house getting renovation's that is full of tradies... feeling very conspicuous.

I finish my coffee in my car, I've still got some music on- i turn it down once i park so i don't look like too much of a twit.

I get out of my car... am too scared... aka chicken to even glance at the tradies working on the renovations.

(also hoping that i don't have any food, drink, marks on myself anywhere to be seen & hoping that i don't fall/trip over or something dumb like that..)

Then 2 seconds later as I'm walking along the street these 2 tradie guys are saying/yelling out loud: 

'SHOT GUN!!'

'SHOT GUN!!!'

And I'm like.. naaaa, as IF they're yelling about me.
That's really funny & quite an odd thing to be yelling out.

THEN.

..and then..

I hear one of the tradies say:

'I saw her when she was still in the car!'

Cue me walking off speedier now because I'm a little bit stoked/ a little bit freaking out/a little bit giggling like a 15year old girl about being 'shot gunned' thinking...

'CRAP! I gotta get in to work so i can email my girls!'

(and blog about it to you guys ofcourse!)

Happy (almost) Friday my loves!

xox

ps- Here is some trivia for you-

Back in the olden days~ I'm talking horse & cart era/ cowboys & indians era, there would be one guy up front who would be driving the horse & cart & sitting next to him would be a second guy who would carry a shotgun to ward off or even shoot any enemies who came along the way. (Or if in fact YOU are the bad guy, then it's to ward off the good guys trying to catch you along the way!) 

Therefore, when your friends yell 'SHOTGUN' as they're approaching your car or there's one piece of cake left, it means they just want to be riding up front with you or they get first shot on the cake.

Game on!

FACEBOOK - ERADICATION

I did it.
I actually did it.
After procrastinating for approximately 1 year & having the thought bubbling away in the back of my brain..
I got myself an injection of Dutch courage & did it.
Not a literal injection you crazies! It's a metaphor. Dutch courage comes from within oneself.
(All you need is 20 seconds of insane courage & something good will come of it. I promise. That goes for a lot of things actually... put yourself out there, take the chance & see where it leads you. Often you'll get pleasantly surprised & wonder why you never took the chance earlier.)
What the hell am i talking about?
Well.. if the heading didn't already give it away... *drum roll please
A little over a month ago, i deleted my Facebook account!
I've been dry for almost.. 6 weeks i think.
But who's counting?
The reasons i deleted it, you really want to know?
Let's get one thing clear straight up- it was nothing personal against anyone on there.
I definitely still love you.
This decision was purely because i wanted to remove myself from the equation & just have a bit of a break from the constant stream of information, sometimes useless information, which i was definitely guilty of time & time again!
I'm the first to admit this.
And also i much prefer receiving a text or a nice phone call instead of someone posting a comment on my wall or poking me. (Whether i wanted to be poked or not.. )
Then theres that whole scenario where you meet someone new for the first time & they exclaim 'OH! Nice to finally meet you, I see you on Facebook all the time!' (and what they don't tell you is '..and i have already prejudged you on what i have seen on Facebook.' Preconception. It's ok, don't give me a chance to give you a proper first impression in person. That's totally fine. You've clearly already made up your mind about me anyway.)
To the people who sent me a text asking 'OMG!! Did you delete your FB? Is everything ok?!'
Yes. I am totally fine, nothing bad happened. Thankyou.

***

My new addiction now that Facebook is out of my life?
I thought you'd never ask:
http://www.lookbook.nu/
*Gawk!
You didn't honestly think that after deleting Facebook i would be sitting here all day long just twirling my long blonde hair & sipping lattes now did you? As fun as that is!
Silly! You know me better than that.
Not even sure how i stumbled across Lookbook, but what i do know is that it was love at first sight.
Some of the outfits on there are out of this world! Gorgeous.
I'm only brand new to it & it's highly intimidating. Yes.
Did i just say that? I am intimidated.
Little old me who doesn't get intimidated by anyone or anything.
Or if i did, you would never actually know it because I'm too stubborn to let my guard down far enough for that to be revealed to you. A girls got to have some secrets!
Let me get something clear, it's not so much intimidated by peoples looks as such, although there are many beauties on there, it's more intimidation of their amazing style & creativity in putting outfits together.
Perhaps it's jealousy & intimidation mixed with awe & respect..
Check it out for yourselves.
Inspire me!

Having said all of that.... I'll probably be back on Facebook by the end of the month!

xox

You Get Under My Skin

Dear Excellent Blog Readers :)

Do you know someone, have a friend or even just an acquaintance who just gets under your skin every time you are in 

contact with them?

Whether its a text, email, online chat, phone call or face to face.

Boy or girl.

I do.

Although, i would never admit that or tell you who.

I'll just continue to let you think I'm referring to you.

And by doing this, maybe i will get the upper hand over you.. but then, if you don't realise it's you, then it's my loss. Again. But we'll both never know.. have i lost you with that ramble?! I do believe i just did a full circle.

***
They always seem to have the upper hand & be one up on you.

Always.

You feel like you have to claw your way back to some form of normality & resistance only for them to irritate you again & again, shoot you down over & over.
Tearing you to shreds.
Teasing you.
Is that the best you've got? Come on.
Give it to me.
Do your worst.
***
Yet... all you want is more of it.
You are hungry for it, ravenous.
What's a bit of banter between friends?

You get under my skin & i hate it!
Or should that be, you get under my skin & i love it..

And for some idiotic reason i cannot for the life of me not react.

You know that saying 'Every action has a reaction.'
That's me to a tee.. well, only in this instance.

Usually, i can easily turn the reaction off so you would never know.. but this is something else.

Is it because I find them a challenge & therefore want more & more to do with them because i feel like i need to prove myself to them, even though i know i don't have to prove myself to anyone?

I'm going to go with.. Yes!
What would this blog be without a shout out to good ol' Blue Eyes, Mr Frank Sinatra?

I guess it would just be another blog really.
He sang 'I've got you under my skin...'
..and I do.

And ofcourse:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C1AHec7sfZ8

Peace out Tiger.

xox

Melbourne's 'IT' Girl!

Who is she?

That's the million dollar question.

.....and i have the answer!

Is she the most popular?

The most beautiful in appearance & personality?

The one who gets invited to every social event?
Is she confident within herself?

You?

Me?

About a week ago, i was out for dinner at this fabulous,

intimate Italian restaurant.

One of my mates was telling me that he had been chatting to a mutual friend recently & they both came to the same conclusion that one particular girl was Melbourne's 'IT' Girl.

He told me who it was.

But i will leave it all a mystery for you, my darling blog readers!

I can't really say that i agreed 100% with who these

2 guys said she was.

I actually thought it was quite hilarious!

Basically, the criteria they were working off was that she seems to know 'everyone,' gets invited to all events, everyone in general likes her & no one ever has a bad word to say about her.

She is genuine.

Will always have your back & you can always rely on her.

A label like Melbourne's 'IT' Girl will not happen over night.

This cool cat has taken her time to build up actual proper friendships that have & will last for years to come.

She's always got time for you.

She has a good reputation & a world of respect from her friends.

Are you intrigued as to who Im talking about?

You should be.

You all know her.

xox
ps- I should probably add, the 'IT' girl Im talking about, doesn't believe that it's her.
I'll never tell :)
It's not who you think.

WHY DOES FACEBOOK TURN EVERYONE INTO A STALKER?

So this morning i was greeted with a text from a friend of mine,
who although they are not a  'follower' of my blog,
they are still a follower.

It was brought to my attention that i hadn't posted about anything in nearly 2 weeks.

So therefore, tonight, you get 2 brand new blog post's to fill your brain with for 5 minutes & then you can get back to your life.

When i replied to the text i called my friend a 'stalker' which got me thinking...

How has one website, the one & only FACEBOOK,

turned us into stalkers?

Seriously.

What is it about being able to see who is friends with whom, who was at what party & more importantly- what were they wearing! *yikes* that keeps us coming back for more & just stalking more?

We get pulled into a vortex.

An addiction vortex.

We get addicted to finding out & knowing what

our friends get up to.

But, they'd tell us anyway.. yeah? So why stalk them on facebook?

Is it so you can know exactly what is happening when it is happening which in turn makes you feel like you are in the all important 'loop?'

Is it because our own lives are boring?

...but, come on now seriously, your life is clearly not boring if you are reading my blog :)

(thanks by the way, love your support & comments!)

Or is it that we are interested to see how similar or how different we are to our peers?

To feel accepted by them? So we can reject them?

Whatever reason it is that you facebook-stalk, whether its that guy you pashed, that person you met at a party or that cutie that your best friend is pining over that you need to suss out, there is something fun about it. 

I have to admit though, it is extremly annoying when you do meet someone new & they say to you 'ohh, you're *INSERT NAME HERE* I've seen you all over facebook!'

Darling.

Why? Why say that?

Nobody gains anything by you saying that. So just let it slide.

Now what was that cuties name again...

Happy stalking :)

xox