2012: A NEW BEGINING. where the hell do i even start?!

HELLO!
Welcome to 2012.
It's here. Already. WOW.
And boy has it got off to an absolutely FLYING start.
Hit the ground running.. yeah, that's a massive understatement.
Well, for me atleast :)
I know it's been a while between drinks.. aka blog entries.
Please forgive me.
When I'm on holidays, i refuse to go anywhere near a computer unless my life depends on it.
What have i been up to?
I thought you'd never ask.
I hit up Apollo Bay for 5 days with a little crew of friends.
Went onto a golf course for the first time in my life.. no, i didn't actually play, i scored for my friends & loved every minute of it!
The mind games you can play with each other on a golf course are endless.
And ruthless.
Oh, the fun! The constant banter, the snide remarks!
Never ending.
And it is excruciatingly exhilarating to observe grown men teasing each other. The anger, the excitement.. it was better than watching any Hollywood movie!
What else..
Then came the vegemite fight.
Hideousness got taken to a whole new level on a quiet street corner in down town Apollo Bay.
9 Grown people smeared from head to toe.
The locals didn't know what or who had invaded their quiet seaside town.
Monsters. City Slicker Monsters. Without a care in the world. The worst kind of tourist.
There was no escape.
And a few days later walking by the scene of the crime, we found vegemite smeared on street signs & dried into the concrete footpath.
We have left our mark.

Yep.Classy Melbournian's.
Basically, what it boils down to is this: Cider, golf, friends, breakfast at the same cafe each day ,Apollo Bay, mountain climbing, getting sucked by leeches, midnight beach swims, camping on private property, amazing races, vegemite everywhere, wine & cheese picnic on the green, at the 3rd hole, overlooking the ocean. Bliss.
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Bondi also got paid a visit by me!
A rooftop party overlooking Bondi at nighttime, new & old friends, copious amounts of random street meetings with Bondi residents, coffee x infinity, eggs benedict, a bottle of red wine, being told i 'danced like a black person tonight,' amazing Japanese dinner, FIREWORKS galore, beers at Icebergs, a lazy day at the beach, getting ruined by waves & trying to keep the puppies in place all at the same time. Surprises.
*sigh.
It's been good. It's been great. It's not over yet...
Tonight, i fly to the Gold Coast & then onto Byron Bay.
Until next time,
Peace out.
xox

people who think they can blog.

Exhibit A: Me.
I'm the first to admit I'm a try-hard blogger~ don't try & take that away from me by saying it first! 
Judging on my previous posts, that's fairly obvious though, yes?
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What is blogging?
A bit of fun, a bit of a vent, a bit of a mystery, a bit of a laugh?
Blogging is just graffiti with punctuation.
*often terrible punctuation.. yes, on my part.
Oopsie!
Alrighty so I'm not a perfectionist.
Yawn, how boring would that be?
I like to mix it up & keep it interesting.
Yep, i talk about random, dumb topics quite regularly, i talk about somewhat cryptic topics that you will never understand or even realise that yes, in fact i am referring to you.. ooh, the plot thickens!
Oh yes.
Hoping that people will actually be able to relate to or get a kick out of my topic of choice for the week.. it's actually trickier than you realise to think of something to ramble on about for a whole post that will pique interest.
To the people out there who love making fun of this blog, who laugh their lil' socks off when reading it, enjoy tearing it to shreds & would recommend an editor.. not a bad idea actually..
Cheers! I'll drink to that! (did i just steal some lyrics..)
That's another thing that blogger's do.. steal!
Steal life experiences, steal quotes, steal lyrics, steal your time, steal privacy from ourselves as we open up to the unknown. 
Don't get me wrong though, my blog is all original content. I take life experiences, thoughts, emotions.. all of that & elaborate.

Anyway, its good to be able to make fun of & laugh at yourself. Not to take life too seriously & enjoy the simple pleasures.
Because at the end of the day, it really is the simple things in life that matter most.
xox
ps- I love a good contradiction.

Taste of Summer*

*To my friends in the Northern Hemisphere who are about to head into a long, cold, dark winter... i suggest you stop reading right about now.
*Ahhh, summer. What bliss. Just around the corner... tomorrow, to be precise. 
I cannot wait! Finally after a gruelling year.
Holidays! Friends! Fun! Love!
Sun! Surf! Sand! Short Shorts! Red Bikinis!
What is it about summer that makes everyone so happy?
*Is it sipping cocktails with the girls, giggling & watching the world go by?
*Ice cold beers with the boys?
*Those balmy nights spent wandering the city streets with your nearest & dearest?
*Staying up to watch the sunrise over the horizon?
*Days spent snoozing on the beach?
*Or maybe its just the lack of clothes & amount of hot bodies to check out that give us all a secret smile?
Your guess is as good as mine :)
But there is no denying it, there is something about summer that puts us in a good mood.
Bring on the Vitamin D.
Even if you've had a terrible day, someone has treated you like rubbish or you are just feeling a bit downers on life.. 
For some reason, summer just makes it easier to deal with things like that.
A couple of days ago i headed into the the Big Smoke, aka the city, to meet up with a small bunch of friends for some lazy strawberry/apple ciders & vodka/raspberry's on the balcony of Madame Brussels.
http://www.madamebrussels.com/
It was brilliant.
Cool drinks, warm balmy day & good chats. The best!
Having daylight savings on our side, we wandered through the city, grabbed some takeaway pizza's & headed for the Botanical Gardens.
It was perfection.

To chance encounters.
This will be an unforgettable summer.
xox
ps- having said all of that... yesterday i was traipsing around the city in short shorts & today i am back to wearing jeans & boots. I was even greeted with thunder & rain when i woke up today *sigh. Thankyou Melbourne for being predictably unpredictable.

~loyalty~

Ahhh, that old friend.

It's the sort of quality that we don't really think about a lot in our general day to day life, yet it plays such an important role in all of our lives.

And all of us are tested by it at some stage or another.

It might be in something small or it might be in something major that our loyalty gets tested.

It's what you let happen next, that matters the most.

Yeah mate, you are actually in charge of what you allow to happen when faced in a situation that tests your loyalty.

But, what is loyalty?

~the state or quality of being loyal- faithfulness to commitments, obligations & people~

I guess that's a fairly big deal ehh!

Loyalty & trust go hand in hand. It's simple.

You lose loyalty to someone.. usually, it means you also lose trust in them too.

How do we let this happen though?

Maybe it just happens over time if we get burned, hurt or lied to over & over again by those who we thought were our nearest & dearest.

*ouch.

What do you do when someone hurts you in the most heart wrenching sort of way & then you are faced with a crossroad situation where you can either remain loyal to the person who has hurt you & stand up for them or you can totally ruin them..

They will never know whether you chose to diss them or if you do stand up for them.. even after being absolutely ruined by them.

What do you do?

You stay loyal to them.

Stand up for your friend knowing they will never realise what you have done for them.

Because at the end of the day, even if you have been hurt by them.. under all of that pain, you are still friends.

Never abandon those you love, even when it hurts & cuts you to the depths of your soul.

xox

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!