oh what a tragedy

'In a true tragedy, the hero's demise must come as a result of some personal error or decision. In Aristotle's view there is no such thing as an innocent victim of tragedy, nor can a genuinely tragic downfall ever be purely a matter of blind accident or bad luck. Authentic tragedy must always be the product of some fatal choice or action, for the tragic hero must always bear some responsibility for their doom.'

death of seasons

she's so hot

i want to be her.

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all that flitters

it could be a tad smaller, but i still like (:

love like late nights

great mate's 18th

good music, good people, good booze, good times

i have no complaints.

i hate driving

this day has started out shit.

i can just tell its going to be a crap one.

try and treat me

went to an opshop factory place the other day.
I wasn't too impressed as everything was in big crates requiring you to dig through, making it difficult to find anything worthwhile.
But it was cheap - 1 kilo for $6, i picked up a few goodies.
check it

i also inherited a pair of RayBan sunglasses from my grandmother

real vintage - not wayfarer, heaps different

at first i wasn't sure if they were too old lady-ish, but i've decided i like them

ready steady

I made pancakes the other morning. Had the day off and spare buttermilk so I became productive.
something felt really good about cooking it up and actually being successful.
I enjoyed that breakfast =]

The Alcohol Diaries

"Forget the Valium, just get blind early in the day and we'll be sweet"

Family is a funny thing. Mine particularly.

And i know everyone says that about their own, but I am actually 100 per cent serious.

Our dinner/family weekend was as hectic as all get out. There's no way we could have done this sober, so everyone started drinking at 3 in the afternoon for our dinner.

Bartender continued to fill the drinks, another interrupted everyone at any chance he got, karaoke came to the table, deep and meaningfuls inspired tattoos and food was plentiful.

Overall, it created an interesting scene for observation, but I think everyone was glad for the drinks - for their own reasons of course. Yes, as sad as it may sound, it was a very alcohol driven evening.

My night:

CranberryApplePassionVanilla Cocktail

Mojito

Cranberry Juice and VanillaVodka

Champagne

two vodka shots

three homemade berry vodka shots

two and half glasses of red wine

Apple and VanillaVodka

it kept me going ;)

desperado

ok. update of the 'in desperate need of' list
- lots of bangles! cheap shit = (y)
- chunky rings
- ripped stockings - just rip them pip!
- leather skirt
- lace top

but still with some hot fabulous outfit/dress.

Ideas welcome =]

and i found some more hot shoes
less than $90, bargain? i think so!

backseat rebels

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so it is

Why does everyone have to be so negative these days?
It would seem that everyone has the need to make things more complicated or make everything so much more serious.
Why not let the happy and lighthearted be that way? There appears to be a constant action of bringing things down in seriousness.

It is my new philosophy, upon observations of the various ridiculous and completed fucked up family members, that everyone just needs to chill.
It would be so much more peacefull.
Where is the need to question the irrelevvant and important?
If someone wants to say something, just go ahead and let them speak.

Go with the flow.
If it wasn't so goddam corny I would get that tattooed on me as my life ethos (my current favourite word of the moment).
Just chill.

plans are made to stick by

ok im set.
I have an 18th in two weeks and im going to introduce the new and improved me.

My plan is
- don't eat for two weeks (or atleast as little as possible - water, gum, salads only - that sort of thing)
-hit the gym as much as possible
-buy some HECTIC hot chunky heels
-buy a hot hectic dress (or a hectic outfit that makes me looks super skinny)

My mind is set, im not changing it.
Stubborn kicks in.



Here's what motivated me..

and i want shoes like THESE:

what do you say baby

Your perception of people, and the way people come across to the outside world, is so interesting.
Take the endlessly fascinating location of the airport for example - everyone has their own agenda, everyone is off to some other city/state for some reason, yet here we all are together, all for the same essential purpose - to get out really.
Whether one wants to or not, that's where it starts to get interesting. Taking a look at how everyone behaves and who is around you - the dance troupe, the businessmen, those that no one ever really seems to notice because they just sit at a table with a beer and a hot dog.
And what about all those people lining up at McDonalds? We all love it supposedly, but its complete shit. Yet everyone goes there, and everyone wants at least something from those golden arches. I must admit I am also guilty of such a sin.
And then you catch those who prance around with all the confidence in the world - buying coffees, browsing the stores, finding their friends to drag them off to some other section of the building. What are they there for? What's going on with them.

Everyone appears different to everyone else, and people never seem to see the way that they come across.
Or maybe they do, and we're just trying to change it to give off some other air?

And then there's the ever complicated family. The ones who see what nobody else does, adn the ones who always manage to complicate everything, the ones who are never anything but hectic - in the literal sense.
Why is it that they are rude, arrogant, self-centred, controlling, laughable, laugh and make comments at all the wrong times, but we still love them? Yet we still all relate well together. Maybe because we are all 'all-of-the-above'.
Or maybe its the fact that we all start drinking at 3pm.
Is it who we are? Is it because we all see the real truth behind all those perceptions?