Up-to-date Wedding

Hey Bloggers,

How are we this fine afternoon.

I would just like to say I am hanging out for summer. I just applied some fake tan to get me there closer and its got me thinking of dozing in the sun, the cool freshly washed sheets, the fresh white on tanned skin and bleached hair!!! Oh got to love it.

I got my tiara today...
It is gorgeous looks a little diff to the photo but its more gold. Anyway I am happy getting things bit by bit. We have organised the venue for ceremony and reception and catering. Also a photographer and I have purchased my dress!!!

It is gorgeous I wont post it until after the wedding in case I get a peaker. ;) So yes now we are looking into bridesmaid dresses then we can have an idea on florists with all the colours in hand.

Anyway I have girls discipleship tonight.

Over and Out!

Mia Rose, Heartburn.

So another thing - ugh i have heartburn - no that wasn't it but...

I love this song, she plays it so differently to the original which is why i like it so much and the guitar.

Apologies quality is tre' bad. Her other stuff is recorded well just nothing as good as this.

Now am a Fiance

Bloggers today... rephrase... Saturday was a memorable day.

I am engaged!!!
I know amazing, exciting, fantastic, beautiful haha.

It was very romantic. Basically the whole day was a surprise celebration for my birthday, so there were three locations.

Location 1: The city, well we got a chocolate croissant for my breakfast, he had already eaten so we went halves. Then from the city we visited the Louvre Ancient Egypt Exhibition in the Gallery which wasn't as exciting but still really interesting. Then around for a bit of window shopping I didn't see anything I really liked.

Location 2: Kings Park, we bought lunch from Red Rooster - I know how romantic! Haha it was what we felt like? Then ate it at kings park on the grass. We walked around.

Oh btw it was a beautiful sunny day and all of which was a blessing and just perfect because its been stormy all week and was scheduled for rain Saturday so huh! God is amazing!

Continued... Yes so walked around in the quiet talking and laughing. And so Jordan then said we needed to go we're running behind on schedule I was like? Do we have to be there a certain time or? And he was like they can wait? So the plot thickens and he stumped me from there.

Location 3: Applecross Boardwalk, it was mid afternoon slight sunset perfect weather and he illegally parked so I didn't have to walk as far and we sat down on the bench overlooking the ocean and just talking about how it was the place where we went for a romantic walk when we first started going out etc etc Then he took my hand and kissed it and said Hunny? I was like What's going on, he looked checked if coast was clear but as he did i looked so I missed him initially going on bended knee. He said Hunny again and i turned and was like ahhhh! then he pulled out a ring and said will you marry me. I cried and he laughed. We hugged and kissed then I said yes and that was that..

this is my ring and wedding band:

"Back to it she says."

Okay get this...

I drink tea to survive studious hours on the computer doing assignments, whether tea has more caffeine who knows I don't really get into that argument. But I prefer tea for many reasons, when drinking coffee or hot chocolate both have creamy warm textures which make me sleepy unlike the more watered down tea texture. I love the taste of tea. But the reason I use it for assistance in sleep deprivation is tea makes you pee. Yes, please do excuse my bluntness but its true and needing to pee every 15 minutes will keep you up more than any exhausted caffeine fix.

To the point.

So here I am doing my assignment, with my tea at my side, and I knocked it over and of all places I could spill tea onto my laptop it landed in the little grates of the side, you know straight to the motherboard chip. I hear crackling, my speakers go and after 5 minutes of mute a blue screen pops up saying hardware malfunction see supplier. I was like oh my gosh not to mention was doing a very surprisingly good assignment. So I turned it off and back on again and all is well mind you I am not yet brave enough to turn on my speakers or help myself to another tea.

Gosh! Thankfully Microsoft creates backups and recovers documents unlike the old days when you would panic after loosing something for good. Mind you back then it was year 6 then and nothing of importance - a self focused diary entry that was lost never to be recovered which was probably for the best and saved embarrassment and pity for further years to come looking back on it and thinking, could I ever be so conceited and stupid? Not innocence but naivety I say.

Anyway I think under all this stress my creative juices are being produced this assignment is both gay and irrelevant to drama teaching yet I am doing well. Shall post it later for some more academic readings on my blog. Back to it she says.

Over and out...

Here we are again...

Okay so I lied...

Thats right bloggers.

Well in actual fact I didnt lie, my soul ambition was to stay awake and I failed so here I am yet again cramming another large assignment with a yet another sleep deprived state of mind. Yet bid me consideration here as it is a mere 3:40pm not am but pm. So i do deserve some appreciation as it is still light and I am just beginning now not to mention I had technical difficulties and two episodes of Dawson's Creek to catch up on. Mind you here I am again on blogger - which is prooving as procrastinatory as myspace, which I deleted in my final year of exams.

Lets hope my blog doesn't lie in the same fate,
bloggers - over and out.

I bid you Good morn...

Storm's theory of avoiding sleep depravation -

When one wakes from a short sleep, from the night before either having a big night out or stressfully studying the night before. No one in their right minds can enjoy the feeling of having to get out of that warm, silky, comfortable bed. In all honesty it's like you got ripped off and need another 10 hours sleep to make up for it. So friends tonight, well this morning as I am half way through an assignment and have much more to go, using up much more of my precious sleep time. I am not ready to face that feeling in the morning, the morning after sleep, that morning feeling I have had all this week with 3 hours sleep and an early morning of work or more uni. Therefore today I will not go to sleep at all - thats right thats how truly exhausted I am that even sleep will make me more exhausted... and it is so logical I am impressed yet shocked at my own position. So until the early morn light I await and continue my day.

Over and Out...

I will be ineffective for the next two days so dont expect a post of any sort unless its a huge winge about a disturbation of my sleeping plans.

53 minutes until tomorrow...

And I need I say bloggers - before Harry Potter there was Joey Potter but I have little time to explore that issue alltogether actucally I have no time to explore anything, even my next assignment which is due tomorrow. And it being 53 minutes away from the approaching tomorrow I should start the gay thing...

over and out

Rejection of Reality - Living in the 90's

Blogger meet Storm...vice versa

Okay well its 12:58 in the early thursday dark morning and I am finishing off/starting my final EDS assignment for the semester, you know the giant ones due at the end of a unit all about readings and contextual knowledge of things i have yet to read - due in the more brighter middle of today. Actually let me rephrase that I should be finishing off/starting my gianormous -what a quality word- assignment. But I have found myself on my blog yet again - its funny when your time is better spent elsewhere we come and waste time here, however when the social scale is at its hermit stage we cannot drag ourselves to even write a few sentances about life. Thats the way it goes right. I am so tired and I have no time off...

This whole time while writing this a whole 12 minutes I'm waiting for this GAY pdf file to open so I can continue my assignment - can my excuses get any worse - looks to be an allnighter. You know right as we speak I am listening to Hanson - ugh - how much more of a 90's child can I get. Mind you it is their later stuff - still whats next a posh spice bob, chokers and pumps? I think not. Ill stick to sitcoms and pop music. Mind you there is a comeback of leopard skin and let me say this there has got to be a logical reason why it never stuck - why repeat histories mistakes?

Over and out.

Best Song

- not in terms of lyrics or style it just is so catchy and the harmony is amazing.

Home

Bloggers imagine this...
A small hotel room, a single bed by the window, a 12 year old forced to grow up to quickly, a father thats late home and a cold night, pouring with rain. The rain hits the cold window and slides down, the distance is blurred by the heavy rain, with headphones on its her alone in that small hotel room. Waiting for someone to take her out, take her home, no one comes, no headlights in the distance. She stares out, the song is soft and as the rain falls down the window pane, tears fall down the young innocent face...

"Something in your eyes
Makes me want to lose myself
Makes me want to lose myself
In your arms

There's something in your voice
Makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling lasts
The rest of my life

If you knew how lonely my life has been
And how long I've felt so low
If you knew how I wanted someone to come along
And change my life the way you've done

Chorus:
Feels like home to me
Feels like home to me
Feels like I'm all the way back where
I come from
Feels like home to me
Feels like home to me
Feels like I'm all the way back where I belong

A window breaks down a long dark street
And a siren wails in the night
But I'm alright 'cause I have you here with me
And I can almost see through the dark there's light

If you knew how much this moment means to me
And how long I've waited for your touch
If you knew how happy you are making me
I've never thought I'd love anyone so much

Feels like I'm all the way back where I belong..."

- Chantal Kreviazuk

This is a beautiful song, I had a fairly rough childhood growing up one could say, when we moved into the country for a few years I was homesick and I would play this song to cry to, to just let go and remember home. I still listen to it and cry my heart out but now its not about wanting to go home its about being home, finally I am in the family of God and there is no other place I would rather be. I shared tonight with my boyfriend about the full extent of my past not neccesarily me involved in the wrong things but me surrounded by those things and he was amazed at where God is brought me, looking back I see with him the hand of God drawing me into him, keeping me safe holding me in the palm of his hand. Thankyou God, this song has new meanings I am living my hope.

Blessed be God, my shelter, my strength in whom I am found home.
Over and out

F for Fail

Well most apologetic at my lack of activity but I am feeling a mix of both busyness and disinterest so my story resumes bloggers.

University is wonderful. Not! I am finding it easier to tune out all the crap that comes from my lecturers more and more... I don't know I guess I feel detatched in away. Brechtian one could say - sorry drama on the brain.

Well my last post was about my failing my driving test and an intent look into the sociology of failing over a slight misdemenour but I was rushed to catch a bus and couldnt be bothered to wait for it to save so that was a sacrifice I was willing to make to leave readers in the loop whilst my intellectual physcology was lost in cyber space. So there you go words of wisdom probally not the bother are no more.

Since then, not since failing but just life in general. Well it has been busy, good and coming together. Well I feel at the moment God is breaking me and then building me in areas then again breaking me in another area. I am enjoying it in a way although I can feel at times drowning in my unrighteousness I know that God is doing a work in me and ridding those things to bring about order in my life, so I feel that His grace abounds and that there is still a hope.

So the cafe begins... CAFE 54.
I will miss my job, well not miss but I do enjoy it but this is just another area that God is breaking to let me see I have no loyalties except through Jesus Christ.

over and out

The Harvest

So here I am again... bloggers.
On the mac in the uni lap aka mega lab/e-lab whatever tickles your fancy...

So at uni today and by at uni I dont mean the repeat of yesterdays lovely incident but not only did I arrive on time to my seminar but so did my lecturer!!! The joys. Well he was 5 minutes late but thats better then yesterdays no show.

Anywho it was good, amusing, enthrawling. There were alot of really annoying know-it-alls, myself included and for that I repented and stopped arguing and justifying myself... I was like these people all think they are right and they are going to argue their way through it and they are driving me crazy... then the Holy Spirit tapped me on the shoulder and reminded me that I myself was arguing and found myself, my way, my thoughts and my actions all right cause I am right. I know proud and annoying was me. Lol I stopped soon after my revelation. I not only dont want to make enemies but Im not going to argue for my own justification. Jesus Christ is my justification so it went on from there. I remained to myself.

So this is me at the moment and where I am... Never the less...
I am in between my break - gah - the four hour one!!! Sucks to be me right, well i had lunch on the grass with worship music (Selah Project) playing in my ears and soaking up the calmness I felt. I then looked at some text books in the libary internet catalogue. Then I proceeded to the library to pick them up and stayed there for about an hour reading this stupid greek theatre. Now honestly I love it, by it I mean topic, but reading straight for that long was a slight drag... So I am now here writing this. I got most/nearly all of it done so I should be okay for this evening's lecture. Did you know that I am at uni today from 9:30-9:30. And again encore - sucks to be me.

No it doesnt I am just hungry/dying of starvation and craving a fruit bun so please excuse me.

over and out

Yet another...

Well lets not over and out so soon...

I have more stories to tell more amusements of my clumsiness, more wisdom and awe from God and of course my daily routine with that danny katz sarcasm and creative flare...

i have just been reading some of the posts and there are a few major gaps... shall work on this.

but i cant have two posts the same day it needs to be consistient so although in posting this i break my own rule I do in honesty commit to this blogger and regular posts. I have worked to do for uni...

so maybe for now over and out...

IPS - Invasion of Personal Space.

So bloggers here I am again...

In bed. Sick. Tired. Snuffly. Hot. Sick. Weak. Feeble....Sick.
And why you ask? Try public transport now for anyone who doesnt know me - all of you. I am slightly anal retentive. Yup you heard me. So i did say slightly and by this i mean I am no neat freak or OCD victim but rather I like certain things a particular way. For example - personal space kept uninvaded. Public transport which I have been forcibly re-united with for university is an invasion of ones personal space especially when your on the 185 at 8am on a weekday morning. Some stand whilst the person behind them repeatedly attempts to what I call 'body hug'. This is invasion of personal space number one. Others sit with another unusually close with, if seated on isle, a bag, elbow or arm in their face the entire trip also inclusive of a knock to the head here and there with the erratic bus movements. This is known as invasion of personal space number 2, the last invasion of personal space is the mere sad fact that 30-60 bodies are trapped in a moving hard box that is dubbed - bus. With usually shotty airconditioning, dirty, sometimes sticky floors and seats, not mentioning the surrounding poluted air full of dust, unusual bodily odours, gas and emissions from the bus and other traffic. And last but not least my favourite, the thing that has put me bed ridden for the last 14 hours - diseases and viruses afloat in the air including the common cold! Exhibit A - Myself.

Well when tis dreadful flu has left i will fil you in on first few days of uni and more public transport horrors.

over and out.

From Valetines Day

Well bloggers I am far from Home

Reporting from Waroona, population – who knows? Who cares!

No visiting my nana and her sister: my great Aunt. Having the time of my life… that was a lie just seemed to flow haven’t gotten rid of that song since I heard it this morning on Foxtel – V’s greatest love songs. I beg to differ.

I am currently sprawled across a wobbly bed with the springs digging into my leant elbows and my ‘A Bugs Life’ pajama pants sticking to my egg-like fake tan. What a wonderful world – Song 64 of V’s greatest love songs. There were 100 in total most of which I knew and loved and others which I found distant and boring.

It is once again Valentine’s Day - I think it’s stupid and almost unromantic. No wait – yes unromantic it’s like I’m not doing this because I love you but rather because the commercialism was too much to handle and the florist shoved a dozen roses in my hand. Now don’t misunderstand me I love romance, candlelit dinners, fairy lights, slow dancing, special smile for his eyes only…sigh… Jordie is the most spectacular person and I guess there are many more years ahead hey…

Back to my origins. Tomorrow I depart this house full of good food and two crabby old women. I actually found my grandma slightly annoying like gritting my teeth. Only my mother has that effect on me and Alex Martino. But she was driving me crazy so I am glad to return home, mind you I do need to be spending more time in the Word and not letting my selfishness get the better of me. I have after all been baptized and need to seek revelation for it to be revealed. Well that’s my call going to do some bible reading, pray and sleep. Didn’t sleep last night- thinking sprout. About everything and anything – and by that of course I mean everything and anything about Jordan. Sooner I sleep sooner I see Jordan. Missed him, actually missed everyone.

Over and out…