Two weeks until I'm jumping off I'm watching my friends jump off this exact bridge in queenstown.

 I have never been so excited for anything in my life. Expect lots of photos, stories & videos.

Uni Ball.

I don't know what to say. There was food, champagne, dancing and joking.

Me, Alyce, Jess.

half the table - Me, Brad, Tamar, Erin & her bf, Theo.

one of our very few couple photos.

Foreshore.

Prac has made me constantly tired so that I have had no time for my internet joys such as inklink and blogging, even my facebook stalking has been at an all-time-low. I don't feel quite ready for bed yet, however, so I thought I'd write about foreshore before I forget it all..

To be honest, I was not looking forward to foreshore too much. I had uni ball the night before and my friend had booked us in for cocktails at 8 in the morning so I knew I was going to be exhausted. Tiredness I can generally deal with but on top of that rain was predicted all day and that is a definite mood-killer. But reflecting on it I'm glad I went. My friend picked me up from uni ball (I had to resist the urge to go out with everyone cause I knew that would just be really pushing it) and I stayed the night at his with two other friends and my sister. He then dragged me out of bed at 7 and we all headed to siren for breakfast and cocktails. I got a long island iced tea and some fruity thing and they were delicious, so delicious that I didn't feel weird drinking at 8. After that it was to another friends house for proper pre-drinks cause it was her birthday. Then finally, foreshore. At foreshore I got to see LMFAO, (although 'see' is pushing it, we were so far back we could only see crowd until I got on a guy I knows shoulders for the last song but the crowd had a great vibe and the music sounded good) Boy & Bear, Salt n pepper, some dj sets, Gotye & Pnau. The sky really opened up right at the end of boy and bear but we just escaped to the dance tent and snuggled up to groups of strangers for warmth.

pre-drinks. Hagan is picking me up.

the lovely hagan & me.

this photo looks like a banner for some 90s sitcom in my opinion haha.

foreshore. before it poured.

we obviously were very into whoever was being played.

My Life.

Been very busy lately with my first week of placement in which I'm working in the renal ward, Uni ball and foreshore (a music festival). I want to share stories/photos from all three but I'm just too exhausted currently, instead have this photo from Foreshore, I'm barely visible up the back but I feel this photo captures the festival vibe quite well.

My Uni Ball is this Friday (excited!!) so last week three friends and got a spray tan to test how it would look. We then decided to go out the same night. On the first day your tan is VERY noticeable until you shower again so.. SPOT THE TWO ORANGE KIDS.

 

I wasn't that colour the whole night, as the picture below was taken AFTER the first one and after my shower in the morning my tan went even lighter.. but it still makes me laugh everytime I look. How embarrassing, I must have glowed in the dark club light..

I finally uploaded my photos from Jess & Tamar's birthday barbecue and the cruise from Frank's birthday so I thought I would share on here.

the birthday girls & reason i like my uni. 

more of the nursing gang.

she tried to do all of them till i took it from her (;

Tamar, Me, Jess, Erin, Emily.

Hoops & Alyce - he's decided he's in love.

Costco Cake!

The cruise, check the sunset.

Getting ready. I look a tad like a vampire?

My sister & the birthday boy.

Fuck Macaulay Culkin, never going home alone.

ZUMBA.

Went to my first class on Monday. The whole time I felt ridiculous and by the end of the class I came to terms with the fact that I will never grasp the body roll. Needless to say I can't wait for next Monday's session. Amazingly perfect abs here I come (;

P.S. re-did my OSCE today and passed. Pretty ecstatic. Just Biology this Thursday and exams are over.

Last weekend it was my friend Frank's birthday (the one sitting between me and my sister, on the left), he turned twenty. We celebrated by going on a boat cruise event that was happening in Canberra. Despite deciding to be a Sober Sally for the night, I enjoyed just hanging out, which I hadn't really done in a while.  Most of these people are what I suppose you'd call 'my best friends'. I refer to them as the 'friends group' as we all remind each-other of characters from Friends (I'm Monica due to my appetite and organisational skills). They're also the people I'm going to New Zealand with (less than two months to go!!) So I guess you could say I like these kids a lot. And Frank (aka Chandler) if you're reading this; Happy Birthday, Again (:

Sad.

It happened. I failed my first test yesterday. It was an OSCE exam, which is a practical exam. All I had to do was give a 'patient' an oral medication following the three checks, six rights etc. That part was easy. But I neglected to focus on the part beforehand, where you have ten minutes to look the drug up in MIMS (book of drugs) and fill out a sheet of questions about it. My drug was a Lasix, a drug prescribed for hypertension, and I only talked about how before and after giving the drug you'd monitor blood pressure when I should have also monitored urine output as lasix can dehydrate you sooo I failed. This isn't the end of the world, I get a second attempt next week BUT if I don't pass that I automatically will fail the class. I know it should be easy to pass now that I know what I have done wrong but hey, that's a lot of pressure to put on someone. Add the fact that I just feel stupid and useless and today/yesterday has not been a good day. 

Ah-mazing.

What Makes Me Happy.

- When my dog, Ziggy, rests his chin on me and just stares into my eyes.
- Going out - dressing up, shots, dancing, d'n'ms - it's been over a year & i'm still obsessed.
- My University -  when I consider the things I have done, friends I've made & confidence I've gained.
- Money. I love saving and feeling rich & secure, pretty much the only reason I work so much.
- Perfect fries, where they're hot & salty. Deliiiish.
- The fact that looking up birthing video's instead of studying with my friends is perfectly normal with my nursing friends.
- Late night drives and having long, deep conversations about the simplest subjects with the 'friends' group.
- When Bradley buys/makes me food without me even asking.
- Those books that you literally cannot put down.
- When my sister & I talk so fast to each-other that no one is able to keep up.
 - My Life.

Recently I realized that I waste my life on the internet ... and published this insight in a blog.

- found http://www.onesentence.org , where people post their secrets in one sentence, on a blog today and instantly fell in love with it. This secret I can definitely relate to!

Ten Confessions.

1. I can eat massive amounts, sickening amounts. Example? The time I ate three pies + a bite of a brownie. I wasn't dared to, just hungry. It's worse when I'm drunk, like the time I ate a chicken burger with four patties on it. Feel ill yet? 2. I have never smoked a cigarette or done any illegal drugs in my life. 3. I am the cheapest person in the world. To give you an idea, my friend and I are planning on raiding two friend's wardrobes and borrowing something for our uni ball to save money. I believe it wasn't for my unwillingness to spend my savings on clothes my wardrobe would actually be decent. 4. I think with my head instead of my heart in most situations. I have been in a relationship with my boyfriend for almost three years now and love him but if he turned into a cheater or just generally an asshole you wouldn't see me sticking around. 5. I can't keep a secret. I think this is due to having no secrets myself as I share everything and have been told that I can, in fact, be too honest. 6. I'm definitely what you would call an optimist. Not in the over-chirpy-cheerleader-way, more, that I never stay sad for long and can handle what is thrown at me pretty well. In the words of my sister, 'I wouldn't say I'm an optimist but it's called stop being so over-dramatic and just get over it'. 7. This year has by far being my favourite. I finally have found friends whose company I actually enjoy. I don't think I could say the same of last year and the year before. 8. My sister says I'm narcissistic. I will admit, it's a little true but I think I'm on the 'healthy narcissistic' side of things. 9. If I could change one thing of my looks it would be my massive eyes, they stick out and I hate it. 10. I am a massive facebook stalker. It's my addiction and how I spend my time 'studying'.

I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.

link.

It's incomprehensible to me that so many people these days show no interest in literature at all. Books are so amazing. They make you experience the impossible, describe passion/love/fear/etc in ways you never could, they make you think/question/live. Looking for Alaska, a book I read a while ago now, is a classic example of all this, describing characters that I feel are only plausible in the pages of a novel.

Sydney.

Went to Sydney with my uni yesterday for an event called 'Tri-Campus Cup' in which our Canberra campus plays against the Sydney and Strathfield campuses in touch, netball and soccer. This was something I had been looking forward to all week, but of course nothing goes to plan when you hype up an event..


The day started with me getting a phone call from my friend, and organizer of the event, Erin. It seems somehow I managed to stuff up my alarm or sleep right through it, I'm still not sure which. This never happens to me! To my sister, yes, constantly, but I am the organised one! Point is, Erin was calling me wondering where I was as the bus was due at 6, we were meant to be at uni at 5:45 and the time was now 6:05. I live about 15 mins away from uni so I can tell you now, I don't think I have gotten ready as fast as I did that day. I probably didn't really need to worry because by the time I arrived at uni, at about 6:20, the bus still hadn't arrived. Turned out the bus wasn't properly booked so there was no bus coming.


It wasn't the end of the world though. Being a small group we managed to fit in three different cars and drive up. With my luck that day though I, of course, end up in the car with the driver that needs to leave at 5am that day, so much for a big night! That was the least of my worries though, I found out halfway through the day that my ID wasn't in my wallet. Somehow I had managed to leave my ID at home, considering I never take it out of my wallet this was another ridiculously unlucky thing to happen and there was literally nothing I could do. In the end my friend had a spare ID and even though she looked nothing like me we figured it was worth a try rather than having to stay in the hostel while everyone got to go to the awards ceremony and out. Well, lucky for me, my karma had been paid and I managed to get into the night event fine, with no one checking IDs.


Even after all that bad luck I still had lots of fun. Canberra won the most games out of the three campuses and therefore won the event, a first apparently. The awards ceremony was pretty good too, my friend curled my hair (a first for some reason) and there was just lots of dancing and catching up. I also managed to get into the casino after, which is amazing considering how bad this ID was and the fact that I was wearing a name tag with my name on it but hey, confidence is key. I would have tried more places but weirdly no one was actually keen on a big night and we all seemed to be in bed by two, me being one of the latest home. As for the drive home, it wasn't ideal but I made it.


So I didn't get my big 'first night out in Sydney' but that time will come. My only real regret was that I wish I took a camera!

"Here's To Living Out Our Dreams"

Three perfect roadtrip songs this summer.

It's a Wednesday. Quite an insignificant day generally, however, this Wednesday is the second time I have said no to going out in less than a week. Both nights (the other being a Saturday) were/are going to be big nights, I didn't/don't have to get up early the next day, it's not that I can't afford it or that I don't have enough friends going.. I even have what I would wear in my head! Why am I not out then? I just don't feel like it. Pretty disgusting really. Usually it doesn't matter if I don't feel like it or not I just do because it's 'seizing opportunities,' as I tell myself. Maybe this is called being a responsible adult. Although, if I really wanted to be one I would be using this time to study right now, which I haven't done at all despite having a week left before exams (argh), yet still I can see myself opting for watching TV instead of using this time 'wisely'.

In other news, last week my uni had a stress less day where they hired out a photobooth and inflatable slide. It is things like this that is what makes my university a thousand times better than any other.

My Week.

Finished all assignments and classes. Turned nineteen. Worked over forty hours. Gave a month notice for my job. Cooked my first decent meal. Relaxed by making use of the photo booth and giant inflatable slide at stress less day at ACU.

Uni Games.

crazy costumes. 'consume'. getting in fountains. fist pumping. 'but guys can't get chlamydia'. the clap dance. gaining 'life experience' smashing my phone. going to my first strip club. wingmaning. 'they better not be on my trundle bed!' drinking five nights in a row.

Uni Games.

needless to say, it was amazing.

"Picture someone that looks and sounds like tinkerbell. Then picture that person consuming three pies and doing vodka shots in your backyard".

- my sisters description of me.

Still too young to fail, too scared to sail away

But one of these days Ill grow old

And Ill grow brave and Ill go

One of these days.

Angus & Julia. I relate very much to these lyrics, helps that this song is amazing too.

Proof that I'm not right in the head:

I stayed over at Brad's last night and had a dream that his older brother (who never talks to me due to randomly deciding he doesn't like me months ago) came into the room and licked my forehead and I had no idea what to do so I just pretended to be asleep, I also couldn't move due to being paralyzed by fear because in my dream Brad wasn't there. Then later I dreamed that he did it because Brad dared him to and he thought it was hilarious but I obviously found it terrifying.

Just putting it out there, WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!? I have a book in my room that interprets your dreams (don't ask me why) but where do you even begin with a dream like that? I'm too distraught to even find an appropriate picture for this post. Peace.x

How I looked this morning. I think it's an accurate picture of how I felt. Tired & unclean. Last night wasn't amazing (I wore high heels and was in a lot of pain most the night) but it had it's good moments. Highlights:


- Having to go to the staff area of mooseheads to 'collect' a friend that was so drunk she was vomiting in a bucket with two bottles of water next to her. my job was to coax her down five flights of stairs and then take her to the taxi rank.

- The forty year old bogan lady that when walking past me exclaimed loudly 'look how pale that girls legs are!!' and howled with laughter. I wanted to be offended but I actually just found it hilarious.

- Going to say goodbye to my gay friend only to see him start violently making out with a random guy that looked like a pirate. Needless to say we left him in peace.

- Singing anything Nicki Minaj too enthusiastically.

- The homeless man wearing a crazy hat and holding a dog that shouted 'legs that go on for miles' at me. I felt violated.

- Eating cold KFC and reflecting on our night with the birthday boy, Hagan.

Some of those highlights sound more bad than good but those are the things that you remember months later and still laugh about. I'm also aware this post makes me and my friends sound like filthy bogans but what can I say? It was just one of those nights.

Presented my group assignment. Did & passed my drug calculation. Finished my essay that isn't due till Thursday and almost finished my biology speech due Friday. Now I just gotta smash out my reflection today (due Monday) and celebrate my progress by going out tomorrow for my friend's birthday. I think the above picture says it all.

Bridget Jones.

Watched this last night. I love everything about this movie. Totally relate-able 

summer, summer, summer!

click

All I'm currently able to think about. I'm finding it near impossible dragging myself outta bed at 7am for uni with it being so cold. My solution? Wearing the ugliest but warmest jumpers. Not good enough. I want to be in singlets and shorts. I want to be fitter, blonder and tan (unlikely, but a girl can dream right?). I want to be sunbathing on my boyfriend's trampoline. I want to be at Simon's Farm, swimming in his creek in the day and around a fire with Jess and/or Charlotte playing a guitar and some Coronas at night. I want to be at the gold coast on the beach. I want to be eating watermelon, strawberries and various smoothies everyday. I want Kambah Pool. I want to be on my trip to New Zealand, doing everything that is possible to do there with my four best friends, already. I Want  Summer.    

Fun Fact: My friend told me yesterday that she can pull her keys out of her car whilst driving and nothing happens. Naturally, I was super excited to try this. My car wouldn't let me take my keys out. Fail. Day ruined.


I wanted to start this next paragraph by saying 'now in happier news', but I really don't have much news that's happy. I've got plenty more sad news however, like the fact that I have a drug calculation test tomorrow that I have to get a 100% on to pass the course and then a group presentation due Thursday then three assignments due next week then an essay and test the week after that. Oh, the life of a wannabe nurse. But there's a light at the end of the tunnel. After ALL that, I get holidays for a week in which I'm going to the Gold Coast for Uni Games. What's Uni games you ask? A week of partying, playing sport and skulling goon with 7000 other university students. Sound amazing? It is. For the opening ceremony they booked out Dreamworld and got a liquor license. Needless to say, I'm pretty excited.

But before all that it's gym first and then work. Peace.x  

twenty days then this is me.