The Many Colours of Happiness

I have always been very superstitious about New Years. For as long as can remember, I have believed that however I am feeling as the clock strikes 12, is how the rest of my year is going to be. And for the most part, it has worked out that way. But I'm starting to wonder if maybe it has all been a self-fulfilling prophecy. Maybe the 'not so great' years I have had, have been mostly my own doing. It's more than likely. Take New Years 2006 for example. I was in a very busy club (what was I thinking?!) having a very miserable time. As the clock struck 12, just as I had realised that I had managed to lose my friends and would be bringing in the New Year alone, a very drunk individual managed to pour his entire glass of wine down my back. And that was it. I decided then and there that my year was going to terrible. No matter what. And the year did turn out to be pretty ordinary. All because I was expecting it to be. I ruined an entire year because someone spilt their drink d...

It is officially Christmas Eve. My life is now officially complete once again. I mean, I love life and all..but usually it just feels like I'm killing time until Christmas rolls around once more.* I love Christmas. In case I have not mentioned that before. Love it. So much in fact that if it had proposed to me at the same time Joel did...I may have chosen Christmas. Sorry buddy. Nothing personal. I was not in such high spirits this morning. Why, you ask? Because *drum roll*...it was a cloudy day. This may not mean anything to you, but due to the fact that Canberra has been in a severe drought for the last 10 years, Christmas Eve has always been lovely and sunny. We sit outside, wear summer dresses (this is optional for the guys), soak up the sunshine, and eat until we feel sick. THAT is Christmas Eve. Christmas Eve does NOT involve carrying an umbrella, sitting inside and wearing a jacket. In short: CHRISTMAS EVE WAS RUINED. And I was angry. God I was angry. The world had turned it...

I want a guy who will send me flowers just because it's Wednesday -From Juwanna Mann (haven't seen this movie..not really my thing. But I just love this quote) Image from: http://www.styleityou.com/2010/04/27/fashionable-quote-love/

In case I haven't made it clear...I'm rather socially awkward. Not that I have trouble talking, but most of the time I tend to ramble and put my foot in my mouth. Well, every time. In an effort to maintain at least the appearance of normality when I meet strangers, I have started to watch what I say. And it's getting increasingly difficult if the person I am meeting is as awkward as me. Socially acceptable conversation starters are not my specialty. My old method used to be to fire questions at somebody I had just met until I found something we both liked, or had the same view on. Or if we had differing views, then we would at least have something to enthusiastically argue about. However, at Joel's work party I really did want to make a good impression. Mostly because I've made such a bad impression at the last few. Note: do not drink as much as you can as quickly as possible to calm the nerves. Particularly when the drinks are free. It was all going fine...until: J...

So, these are the shops near where I live. Queanbeyan is officially flooded! *sigh* so much for warm summer days. Floods are pretty cool too though, I'm not going to lie. I think now would be the time to test the reliability of my brother's blow up raft, yes? ps . photo by Graham Gall http://www.facebook.com/#!/graham.gall

Well, I am officially back. Holidays have started, uni is over for another two months, I am free, free, free. However, I just HAD to share an important life lesson with you all before I start blogging about the wonders of the holiday season (which will probably be my only focus throughout December. I love Christmas/everything Christmas related. Love. It.) Well, as I was 'studying' for my language ed exam, I decided to quickly check to see if my Maths marks had come back. They had not. But I did stumble across a forum post from a fellow student. This student had uploaded not 1, but 2 helpful maths studies that will assist us in our studies and future teaching. She called this 'procrastination'. This was not procrastination. This was making efficient use of time while having a break from studying. SHE WAS FAILING AT FAILING AT LIFE. All I could think was 'That poor poor girl. Obviously no one has ever shown her the way. And now it's too late. The path to true pro...