New Age Rage

Fuck everyone else, I'm taking this year back to Me.

Quite frankly, I can't handle people. People and their technology. Technology and it's shitty affect on everyone's manners.

I'm sick of being ignored. Ignored among updated statuses, cover photos and posting pics of meals to Instagram. Why is being seen online, now more important than bonding with real life, flesh humans - Flesh in the form of a friend.
I do want your interaction. I want to see your face, without the glare of a smart screen on it. I want to laugh out loud with you, for real. I want to actually tell you, with my voice, that I like your new hair cut. Hell, I want to smell your new perfume. I want to physically high-five you.

Some of my friends may call this a bit of an overreaction. I call it PMS.

I am a little concerned with our ability to connect with friends. We can take photos, edit, title, tag and upload a in a matter of seconds now. But replying to a text, confirming attendance, apologising and even acknowledging a friend, on her birthday! no less - is near impossible*. This "I'll make it up to you" thing is in your hands now. I already gave you a date and time that was good for me.

I just simply don't like being the kid in school who has the party no one shows up for.

If you want me, I'll be out by the Mailbox - Clutching my phone...

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* I am also guilty of all of this. I, in fact, am the worst at replying to emails from my sister in the USA, no less. This is just a reflection of my deep disappointment in my birthday celebrations and my ability to "bring in a crowd". I still love my friends deeply. 

B Day. Me Day

With my 22nd Birthday just around the corner, 2 blocks down and 10 flights up... nah, just joking. 

With only 11 days left til my 22nd Birthday, I thought it might just be fun to compile a list of things I perhaps might like to receive or could only dream about.

Get your credit cards ready..

Bamboo knitting needles in assorted sizes for purposes of the woolly kind. Available at Lincraft and Spotlight?

This bad boy from Topshop. Size 16 please and thank you.

Heaven made out of leather. Green leather. ELK

These snazzy DANISH! Duckfeet sandles. Size 44, for good measure.

A new phone - Samsung Galaxy Note II in White. Because people love technology.

This Black (Faux Pony Hair) Beauty. ASOS

Because I like making a spectacle of myself. Sigh. Karen Walker "Wizard"

Inspiration. The Sartorialist Book.

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Goals

My goal this year is to set a small goal every month. And then meet that goal. Or don't.
At least set a goal....

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Thirteen

So, Here we are. Another year. New Years night was nice. Not amazing, nor quiet. We had a few friends over and had a barbecue and played a card game. We lit sparklers. They faded. Then it was still. 

It's amazing how people imagine the tick over to midnight to be this sensational moment in their year. Like your heart is going to open and this feeling of peace and renewal will wash over you. Well, You still have to clean those dirty dishes in the morning and wear the same clothes and go to work with the same people.

I've decided this year I'm adding people to my mix. I did Me last year, with the whole overseas thing. Now, I want to be with Family, Friends and Strangers more. My goal this month: Get back to Boxing. Interact with people, not the couch. 

I've also found a knitting group that meets once a week - But that's another goal for another month ( a colder month).

I'm ready to integrate.

I've taken a few notes from this video and hope to slowly add them to my "routine". I almost forgot how great Marie's videos are. I resolve to watch more MarieTV. 

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Last ride

I have been home for just over a week. It feels like Denmark was just a dream and I've been here in Brisbane the whole time. I need a token to remind myself it really happened - Like in Inception.

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Young Folk

As my return to Australia gets closer (4 more sleeps in Copenhagen) I'm starting to realise the things I have done for myself. It is easy just to go on with life and ignore the small things you have achieved but when those small achievements happen whilst living overseas they are so much more powerful and meaningful.

I am 21 years old. I still currently live in Copenhagen. Sometimes it just feels like I am visiting but then I have to remember - I pay rent, I have a job here, I pay taxes, I go to school, I now have friends here, I know my way around the city, I buy groceries every week, I have a bank account and most exciting of all, I am a citizen here. I am only 21 years old.
Some of the things, I have achieved with the help of others and some, I have gone out and done myself.

I know my original plan was to stay here for at least a year (I've been here 7 months) but nothing was actually set in stone. The only actual plan I had, was to get to Copenhagen. I got here - Everything else has just been an awesome bonus. I can't be disappointed that I didn't make it to one year because just getting to Copenhagen is a great achievement.

At the age of 19, I realised that if I really wanted to move to Copenhagen I would have to find a full-time job which would allow me to save money each week. I got myself that job. I stayed there for a year and a half, even through some shitty times, because I knew that money would get me where I wanted to go. I saved $200 a week until I moved out of home. I worked around it - I saved $100 a week. I made it work and I stuck to my savings plan because if I didn't, I wouldn't get what I really wanted. I even saved enough to visit America for 4 weeks. I did it all myself. I worked, I saved, I bought a plane ticket, I organised transport and papers, I caught an international flight by myself for the first time. I explored new cities alone, I had fun with just me (and others) and I learnt so much about myself.

I am 21! Shit, that makes me so proud of myself.

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Friday Blues

I am feeling a little bleak today. I stated my day pretty normally. Made my bed, showered, put on some nice clothes instead of my ripped shorts and Tee and ate some breakfast. I got sucked into YouTube like I usually do. I had lunch and read some. I took a three hour nap and when I woke up I felt a little plain. I didn't want to sleep more, I didn't want to eat, I didn't want to go online, I didn't want to read/write/blog/even speak to anyone. 

I finally made a decision to leave the house and try and pump up my flat tyre at the local bike shop - CLOSED. So I walked home slowly trying to get more fresh air. I took another shower and washed my hair this time. I put on some Louis C.K stand up and immediately felt better. I could have easily put on a sad movie I've seen 100 times before and lay in bed for the rest of the day. Instead, I did my nails.

I'm choosing to make myself feel better because, right now, I only have myself. I am on the other side of the world from my family and friends and it isn't easy. I am only 3 weeks away from getting on a flight home, but even when I do arrive in Brisbane, my family will not always be at home or in the same city as me, to help me cheer up. It is not always their duty. Sometimes, you just need to help yourself.

Now, I can hardly type because I am lip syncing at my desk to Michael. Funny how you can turn your day around.

Here are 100 ways to make your day better.

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There is always a rainbow after the rain - If you choose to see it. Taken 19/07-2012