With Light There Is Hope

Supre white cotton bustier, Self-Made organza fairy floss skirt, Siren patent wedges, Portmans beige trench coat, Diva mirrored dressing-table necklace, Self-Made bowed headband



Other than making love to the HSC, I: saved up and finally bought over the knee boots YEEESSS, ate loads of truffles and cheese pizzas, played about one billion rounds of Uno, finally got my four-poster bed curtains up and running (pictures later later later), and wasted hours contemplating and searching for shoes for my formal (since I'm making my own dress again, I figured I better splurge on something to get into the spirit of things and buy magical shoes).

And here's some more crap I accumulated on my hard drive, it's not going to come to use anytime soon so no harm in sharing it:

White Daisies & Eternal Sunshine

Wearing:
Forcast black bandage bodycon dress $30
Bebe Sydney knitted black cocoon cardigan $IDK I got it for free
Self made frilly daisy scarf
Lace up ankle boots $35 from ebay.com



Right so I did absolutely nothing this holiday. There's one day left, maybe I can squeeze everything in. What I wish I did: finish my D&T dress, finish History Extension research, bake macaroons, learn to drive, took more photos, sewed more clothes, do my happy webcam project.

Maybe I'll bake the macaroons and do my happy webcam project tomorrow.

I'm feeling super motivated to drive all of a sudden. I plan to learn enough to be able to drive the whole crew to school in the morning. And by crew, I mean my sister, my friend Jenny N and her little brother. That's really a very frightening thought though, our risk of death would be increased by like 50%. And I hear Jenny is planning to drive us home once she learns, which would... put my risk of death at close to 100%. If I suddenly disappear from the blogosphere, I hope you'll understand.

My brain is mush at the moment. You've probably noticed, since I've made absolutely no effort to link my paragraphs together. Just imagine these paragraph are dot points. I love dot points. Anyway back to my brain being mush, I feel super duper bi-polar at the moment. Half the time I want to go out dressed as a pink cream puff, and the other half, as catwoman. Or something very feline that involves a lot of leather. I'm still looking for the perfect pair of leather pants, anyone got suggestions? Oh you know what I HATE?? When I type 'leather pants' into ebay AND LEATHER TIGHTS COME UP. GOD WHY DONT PEOPLE UNDERSTAND, TIGHTS ARE NOT PANTS. That's like calling underpants shorts, or bras bustiers or socks shoes!!!

EURGH I FEEL ANGRY. I know what will calm everyone down. BUTTER SCULPTURES. I wasted five hours on that website, but I'll admit it wasn't entirely unfruitful. I learnt that boys really do only look at boobs, and google planted a 'Wally' for google earth, and there is such a thing as a mattress tester.

EDIT: Yaknow what I just realised? Guys look at boobs but what do girls look at?! There's no one thing is there? If you really think about it... well with my friends, I know Van and Wendy like eyebrows, Jenny N likes feminine features, and I like jaws and stubble. God, men lack imagination.

Mmm Peachy

Wearing:
Black bow headband: Temt,
Scarf: self made,
Headphones singlet top: Valleygirl,
Blazer: Thrifted,
Leather skirt: Ally,
Spotted stockigns: ebay,
Wedge boots: customised boots from Topshop

I can't believe the holidays are ending. I swear, I can't function unless I have to-do lists drawn out. This was the first holiday where I haven't drawn up a to do list, I thought I'd just drift along and see how things go. In the end, I didn't do much. Y'all should see the to do list I drew up for the exams, it was colour coded and everything.

Anywhos, here are more pictures to fill up space:

Got this from some friends for my birthday, it's so good for winter. I'm not sure what's in it, but its fruity and florally and smells REALLY REALLY WARM. Like, if hugs had a smell, they'd smell like this.







Oh no, you know what I realised? I SAVED THESE PICTURES AS JPG, NOT PNG. I hate jpg, when you upload it, it goes all funky in a bad way.

Headband: Valleygirl
Chiffon pussy-bow blouse: random store
Super duper long singlet: Tightrope
Sunglasses: Equip
Beaded bracelets: Diva
Wedges: Paradis

I haven't done much other than waffling through mountains of fat books for my history extension project. I can't believe I've left it until now- I've already accumulated 23 typed pages of research and I'm only around two thirds done researching, not to mention I still have to interview a bunch of people with opinions.

Funny thing is, I'm kind of enjoying reading up on all these crazy women. If there was an excitement scale, where going on a shopping spree or meeting a really cute boy are both very high up the scale, and cleaning my room or doing maths homework are at the very bottom, then... doing this project would be reasonably up there. Probably higher than rewatching movies, but slightly lower than eating macaroons. That's pretty high, yaknow.

Anyways some of you might've wondered, why did I turn off the comments? WELL, in short; when I turn comments on, I am constantly reminded that I have a bunch of responders to write for. If there are no comments, I can write whatever crap I want and it's like I'm writing for myself and not for an audience.

But you guys do email me, quite frequently actually, and most of the time with questions that could be answered easily if there were comments. BUT NO, THERE WILL BE NO COMMENTS because I insist. And emails are a hassle, so GUESS WHAT, I started a formspring thing. Well actually Jess made me one a while ago (when Taylor Momsen was cute and Britney was hot and dinosaurs roamed the earth, yes that long ago), but the point is- go nuts and ask questions here instead of emailing now. Unless it's email worthy stuff.

Sand In My Sea-Panties

HEY GUYS LOOK I found the internet!!! Even though it came with many many restrictions (no more than 1mb of pictures! Don't touch facebook!). The laptop battery is about to run out, I'm sitting by a pool and I think this guy is having an epileptic fit in the pool. I mean, he's thrashing and splashing a LOT of water everywhere, and I'm scared that any second now, he'll move a little too close and I'd get electrocuted by my laptop. Oh, and have I mentioned that its 9pm here? Yeah, theres some guy thrashing around the pool at this time. Crazy.

Anyway, okay here's a summary of my past three days:

My family decided to crazily arrive at the airport two hours early. My cousins and I lost ourselves in a bunch of overpriced airport stores, found a humongous Popular Penguin shelf and went crazy stroking the spines of those dear matching orange covers. Yum. THEN, we realised we were late and crazily ran (in high heels no less!) to our airport gate. We were kind of hoping the airport ladies would call out our name over the loudspeakers, though unfortunately (or maybe fortunately depending on how you look at it) we made it without much delay.







Then we basically did what normal tourists do when they visit Gold Coast- swimming in pools, exfoliating by the beach, shopping and visiting the WORLDS. Unfortunately, all my memories have fuzzed up. Here are the highlights:

- Being mistaken for a non-english speaking tourist. Actually that's not really a highlight. It's actually very insulting. E.G. Two guys approached my cousin Rosa, held their hands out for her very expensive Canon DSLR camera, and said (in mock-Asian accents)- "Me. Camera? Photo? PHOOOOTOOO? PHOTO!"

- Getting unfortunate tanlines as a result of monokinis and one-shouldered swim suits

- Literally shopping til we drop. All the stores stock a huge variety of stuff at ridiculously cheap prices. It's crazy, don't they know anything about taking advantage of tourists?!

- Going on ALL THE RIDES at Wet 'N' Wild World today and burning my feet. Seriously, the ground was like 100 degrees. CELCIUS. It was like exposed to the sun THE WHOLE DAY and they expected us to walk on it barefoot!!! There weren't even sprinklers or anything to cool the path down. We basically just ran from shadow to shadow, shrieking 'HOT HOT HOT OW MY FOOT!' between each shadow.

- Countless barbeques at the hotel barbeque with a huge variety of crazy meats (my family is crazy, no wonder I'm a vegetarian). Last night we had deer. Tonight was cow tongue. (Side story: just then my cousin was watching me type and she was like 'HM WHAT AN AWKWARD QUESTION IT MUST BE TO ASK' and I go 'what question', so she's like 'DO YOU LIKE TONGUE?' *seedy expression* *licks lips*)

AND, more memorable stuff caught on camera:



Crazy luvo-fest with my sister on the plane


Most amazing view of the coast from the plane

Eeee my hotel looks like the leaning tower of Pisa except its perfectly vertical



Moi, Maria & Rosa


Night view from my window


TEEHEE moon-bathing by the pool

Pretty outfit pictures from the pool at night


What I wore: White knitted dress- Fahrenheit (from some cheapy shop), Singlet from Supre, belt from Ally, necklaces from Portmans and Lumiere.



LOL Had to show you guys this! My cousin Kevin, all blown up in the spa


OOH ALSO HAD TO SHOW YOU THIS- Me riding a whale. YES A WHALE. Even though it's blown up, thats still pretty impressive


Biggest scoop of icecream I've ever consumed

And the biggest lizard I've ever seen.

We have heaps planned for the next two days. TOMORROW, my cousin is driving us around to find all the second hand stores, as well as visiting GALLERIA!! Then we might go Movie World or Sea World, and I'll probably go swimming and become as wrinkly as a testicle sacks (is it possible, if you immerse yourself long enough in water, to be permanently wrinkly? THat's what I'm afraid of. I think it's happening. I swear my skin is wrinklier now than it was my entire life).

But yes, I'm just dropping by very quickly (there are many naggy annoying cousins waiting to use the internet next) to let you guys know I'M ALRIGHT. I haven't drowned or dehydrated from drinking too much salt water or been gang bashed by a group of bogans. Though I am the colour of a half-cooked cookie and my face has turned the shade of my Apple Of My Eye red nailpolish, and my feet are practically burnt and I don't ever get a full night's sleep because I have to share a bed with my sister, and OH HO DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THAT.

ANYWAY BYE, MY COUSINS ARE ABOUT TO THROW ME INTO THE POOL.

OH P.S. Sorry for all the dodgy grammar spelling mistakes, I had to type this fast. And I also forgot a lot of photos, I'll upload them when I'm home. And also the quality of the pictures are terrible, sorry.

Robot Love

This is the most challenging and tiring outfit posts I have ever done, so appreciate it. I don't know what was going through my mind when I decided to balance on the bathroom windowsill in heeled Mary Janes.





SES studded robot t-shirt, chiffon tutu skirt altered from a Grace & Heart dress, Barkins Mary Janes, Portmans pearl necklace, self made headband.

I had to take a truckload of photos, since half of them were of me with a look of terror on my face, or blurry pictures of my arms and legs flailing around.

Oh, and ignore the disgusting mosquito bites on my leg, THEY BIT ME UNAWARE IN MY SLEEP. Bloody cowards.

A Rather Lengthy Post

I'm feeling wordy and distracted, and I haven't blogged in almost a week so I'll treat you guys to a fat post loaded with words and photos to make up for it.

Other than catching up on my mound of homework, a lot of other stuff has happened. First off, I wandered the city with Van on Saturday. We were only supposed to go for a couple of hours, then drop by to this party but it got postponed. Which was a good thing, because when you pair me (notoriously and unfortunately never on time), and Van (cursed with every awkward situation known to man), you get very unfortunate untimely adventures.

First off, there was trackwork on my station. One thing lead to the next, I eventually reached a strange station and jumped on a random train, thinking 'at least I'm moving, even if it's to the wrong place...'. Only to find out that I was on Van's train. Now you'd think we'd have reached a happy ending. I mean, we've found each other right, now we head out to Circular Quay and have a fabulous day out. Wrong. We somehow both went on the same WRONG TRAIN, and only realised when we were in Paddington. Which is waaaaaaaaaaaay north of our destination.

Then we were stalked by a scary Asian lady, her middle aged Aussie friend, and their compact camera. No seriously, I was not imagining. We were in a SECLUDED PLACE WITH NOTHING GREAT TO CAPTURE ON A CAMERA. Other than us, but we weren't that good of a spectacle, I dont think. So anyway, they started following us when we tried to escape, and we ended up running in our heels, poking heaps of holes in grass and almost dying in the process.

AND THEN, Van managed to lose her phone. We retraced our steps, we called her phone 50 times, we even went through my camera's photos to see if we could spot her phone, and hence track down its possible location. A few exhausting hours later, her mum calls my phone. Which really frightens me now that I think of it, how on earth does Van's mother have my mobile number?!? But anyway, it turns out a foreign (hopefully sexy European) man was just about to leave the country when he found Van's phone. So he called Van's mum to tell her he left it at the info desk because his flight was due and he didn't have time to find us. Which is kind of a shame. Only if he was a sexy European man under 25 that is.

Accompanying photos:

Starbucks drinks that I suspect were POISONED. I dont know, my Starberries&Cream frapuccino was disgustingly sweet and induced nausea after three sips. And we poured 5 satchets of sugar into Van's iced latte, to the point that it was LITERALLY SATURATED in sugar, and it was still bitter.



Magic staircase that lead to this beautiful park, where we took a giant batch of silly photos:

"Fish face"


"Teeny-Bopper faces"


One of the many winking photos we took, where we were actually in sync.


HAHA WE LOOK LIKE GIANT HEADS STUCK ON BABY BODIES IN THESE


Before we left, I dragged Van to the Lindt Cafe to pick up some macaroons so we could try them:

1 Peach and 1 Vanilla and 3 strawberry macaroooooooooons.


THEY ARE HEAVENLY. Even though they kind of cracked and melted by the time I got home. BUT OH MY GOD. YOU WILL NOT UNDERSTAND UNTIL YOU TRY THESE.

What I was expecting: crumbly sugary biscuit-like things
What I got: heaven in your mouth. No seriously. Let me describe the sensation to you: first your mouth envelopes the macaroon and your teeth sinks into it, cracking through the super-thin egg-like sugary shell both top and bottom. Then you slid through the gooey, spongey fruit-flavoured meringue-like mushy stuff, then through the thick creamy ganache, until your teeth finally meet again and the bite you took melts in your mouth. I only bought 5 but I'm majorly regretting it right now.

Other things that have happened over the past two days:

• I think I'm suffering from some sort of HSC-induced insomnia. I wake up at 7-8 every morning, do school work, go to work late into the night (usually until 11:30), get home and shower, finally sleeping at around one or two in the morning, then I wake up again at the same time the next morning. No matter what I've done the day before, how many cans of Pepsi I've drunk, or how many nosebleeds I've suffered during the night.
  
• I drove for the very first time yesterday, almost six months after I bothered to get my license. AND BOY AM I GLAD, I don't think I would have had the brain power to drive 6 months ago, let alone now. I was driving in a deserted carpark at 3 in the afternoon on a sunny summer day, and I almost died countless times. When I panicked, I'd do the wrong thing (accelerate instead of brake, vice versa), signal the wrong way, turn the wrong way when reversing, tangle my hands up when steering rapidly on sharp turns, park very very crookedly, or somehow end up on the curb. I don't think I'll ever be able to drive.

Anywhos guys, I'm going to the Gold Coast in exactly seven days!!! I have a tonne of swimsuits, a giant floppy hat and my toes all painted and ready to go. I'll blog if I can bring my laptop (but right now, it's not looking so good, I really don't need an extra kilo on top of all my clothes and shoes, and I don't want to pay for extra luggage space).

Before I go, what I wore out:


Headband: self made
Heart-shaped sunnies: Equip
Gold chunky necklace: Diva
Cropped top: not idea where, the tag disappeared
Striped drapey skirt: Bardot
Patent belt: Forcast
Cagey platform heels: RMK