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Crap day at work today, not surprisingly. You know how some days you just KNOW that something is going to go wrong? That’s how I felt this morning.

Should finally find out tomorrow if I’ve gotten into my course or not.

Did my first bit of Christmas shopping today. Getting in extremely early, I know, but I’m usually a last minute girl when it comes to Christmas presents and this year I have extremely limited funds so I’ve decided to pick up bits and pieces where I can over the next few months…super organized this year!

The guy took me or for a fancy dinner at a winery the other week. They had multiple knives and forks! A first for me (and apparently not the last). Luckily I’ve seen Pretty Woman enough times to know I had to work from the outside in. Also met his friends from his volunteer organization, was a good night until his ex showed up just as we were leaving. She gave him crap about going so we ended up hanging around as a show of good faith, was a little awkward, especially since I’m pretty sure she was crying the first few minutes. But all in all an ok night and I think they liked me ok.

Also my Nan fell and broke her hip, she’s doing ok but it caused a heap of drama between my mum and her sisters. It’s amazing how people are never around until there’s a chance for brownie points.

Well that’s about it for now, will update when I hear about the course.

Currently reading- Agnes and the Hitman by Jenny Crusie and Bob Mayer…need me some lighthearted fun.


Only two months left of my current course so i’ve started filling in an application to do Bachelor of Social Work at a different University come July/August which is exciting, fingers crossed that I get in.

Off to visit my grandparents next week, apparently they aren’t doing too well at the moment so ย figure it’s probably a good time to go say hello.

I’ve decided to put off the youth mentor thing until a bit later in the year, once i’ve settled in a bit more and got more of a routine going.

Things are going good with the new guy, although he owes me after this weekend. He is involved as a volunteer with a local organisation which he absolutely loves, but unfortunately, as with all these sorts of organisations, there are politics involved and if you want to do well you need to play the games (I get this and i’m willing to do what I can to help him do well in the games). In his case this meant that he gave in to peer pressure a while ago and dated a fellow volunteer, they broke up, but because of the politics that come from them both being involved in the volunteering things aren’t working the way they usually do after a break up. So this weekend I went to stay at his place to go along to a friend’s engagement with him, which was great fun, but the same night was the ex’s 21st birthday which he was obliged to go to because of the volunteer thing, and I couldn’t go to because of the ex thing, so I had to hang out at his place alone while he and his friends went to this party. I know he felt really bad about it, and I know he had no choice, but it turns out i’m I’m a bit more vulnerable than I thought I was on this occasion and it left me feeling pretty crappy. I kinda feel as though I shouldn’t feel this way because my rational brain knows there’s no real reason for it, but my irrational heart doesn’t work like that, but given my decision to be more vulnerable this year i’m just going to allow myself to feel crappy for a bit. Sigh…the things we do…and won’t be doing again in any hurry lol.

The look on his face when he saw me dressed up for the engagement party also kinda helps make up for the crappiness hehe.

*Updated to add- he has also bought me a bunch of tulips and a block of my favourite chocolate.

Easter weekend this year was wonderful, I worked some overtime in the lead up to it, which means extra money, and then the new man invited me to spend the weekend in Warrnambool with him and some friends. I got to see some of the Great Ocean Road, met some awesome people and enjoyed some delicious food. We also managed to stumble upon a place called ‘Martians Cafe’ which was bizarre but great…

…and I discovered a tumblr post the new man has written about me that is absolutely swoon-worthy *sigh*. All in all a great weekend ๐Ÿ™‚

In other news I have a 15 min oral presentation coming up for school on inequality and whether the government should be doing more to reduce it, and today I am getting busy whipping up a couple of batches of banana bread, the thing I love about banana bread is that it is just SO simple…here’s the recipe:

Banana Bread


  • 3 mashed bananas
  • 2 eggs
  • 1 tsp vanilla
  • 1 cup sugar
  • 1/2 cup yoghurt
  • 1 cup plain flour
  • 1/2 cup self raising flour


Preheat oven to 180 C

Grease a loaf pan.

Combine banana, eggs, sugar, vanilla and yoghurt in a large bowl. Add flour and mix till combined.

Pour mixture into loaf pan and bake for 45-50 mins, or until a skewer inserted into the centre comes out clean.


Lastly, a little late…my photo with Keith Urban (notice his hand on my shoulder)


I am finally starting to settle into the routine of my new life. Living back home with mum is taking some serious adjustment on both our parts, but I think we are doing ok. I am working three days a week at a boarding kennel which I am really enjoying although it barely pays enough for me to survive, and school is an absolute nightmare at the moment due to budget cuts (confirmed by all teachers and staff), but I am also adjusting to that as well.

I’ve got a nice even surface for my new tower and the foundation is starting to go down.

It was suggested by my boss when I left my old job that with my skills, likes and reasons for looking at Librarianship, that counselling would actually be a perfect career fit for me (something that has actually been suggested before but I ignored because how the hell could I be a counsellor) so I am looking into that…I seem to change my mind A LOT!, and in the same vein I have a meeting tomorrow to start the ball rolling on something i’ve been wanting to do for a few years now…becoming a volunteer youth mentor!

In other exciting news I have met a new man. Something I had totally not planned, in fact had decided to avoid for a period of time, and yet so unbelievably perfect that I spend most of the time feeling like a massive cliche.

So, all in all everything is going pretty well, I’ve survived the storm and come out the other side ๐Ÿ™‚

This week I will be playing the voice for my fellow classmates. We have one teacher for three of our subjects who is honestly completely useless. She’s always seriously un-organised, turns up 30mins late to classes and is completely unable to give clear direction. This is creating a lot of stress and confusion for me, and also everyone else in the class, though they seem to be willing to just work around it. I think this is where my having a few years in a work environment is coming in handy because, while everyone else views her as a teacher and so feel that they can’t do anything, I see her as someone who is there to do a job and at the moment she isn’t doing that to a satisfactory level. We are paying her to teach us but she doesn’t seem to be able to do that. If it was any other job she wouldn’t even be there any more. So, I am taking matters to hand and will be speaking to the head of department this week.

Now, on to happier things. It’s only two more sleeps till my birthday!! I have decided that I am going to get some yummy chinese takeaway, my favourite lemon tarts from the bakery, a good DVD and an alcoholic beverage and then go home and enjoy turning 25.

Also, exactly 7 years after getting my first tattoo I have finally decided what my second will be. It’s going to be on my ribs, just below where my bra sits and it will say:

Braver. Stronger. Smarter.

Which is a shortened of the Winnie the Pooh quote:

Always remember, you’re braver than you believe, stronger than you seem and smarter than you think.

I absolutely love this line. It’s something I always remind myself of when I feel like I am not up to a task, so I think having it inked into my skin is the perfect way to keep that reminder. And I think this is what tattoos are really supposed to be about, it has taken me 7 years to figure out what I wanted but I know that this is absolutely perfect and, like my existing tattoo, I won’t be regretting it in another 7 years.

If you had to choose a quote or saying to have tattooed on you, what would it be?

I got my results back for my first essay…I got a distinction! I can’t even explain how happy I am, I was just praying for a pass ๐Ÿ™‚

It was an argumentative essay about economics (something I knew absolutely nothing about until a few weeks ago) and I was worried about my ability to pick a side and stick with it, so this was a fantastic surprise. I just need to work on using words like ‘can’t’ and it’s’ and I need to figure our in-text referencing.

In other news, next week I turn 25. Quarter of a century people! While i’m excited, I’m more looking forward to 26…I feel like something good is going to happen at 26.

Since the bf is now away all during the week and all my friends live too far away I will be spending my birthday alone. I don’t mind being alone but I still want it to feel like a birthday So, I need to think of what I can do.

If you had your birthday alone and could do anything you wanted, what would you do?