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.