ordinary world

v festival was yesterday. air were a highlight. fucking awesome. singing along to hungry like the wolf was excellent too.

when i found erin she was doing a survey with some chick. i filled one out too, so she gave us a coupon for two free drinks each. we went to the red bull bar to cash in, and found out we could have anything on the menu. so of course we got the 12 dollar cocktails. good times.

in festival fashion news. fluro is out and high waisted shorts are in. uck

photos from the day are here.

in other news. this thread has made me want to move to melbourne and have mexie and evs over for arrested development marathons.

the five most under-rated albums of the 1990s

5.  something about airplanes - death cab for cutie.

4. wider screen - fini scad

3. wisenheimer - custard

2. tangerine - side winder

1. seven more minutes - the rentals

like i had to see what i could lift

i have read with interest over the last few months, the journey of heidi. a girl who decided for many reasons to undergo weightloss surgery. she had the procedure in november, and has already lost around 100 pounds. she has found many aspects of her life getting easier since the operation. mobility, blood sugar, ability to sleep at night are all improving for her.

blogging is interesting in the fact that it is very voyeuristic. i am a fly on the wall of so many people's lives. and as such, i don't feel the need to participate like some people do. to comment and email and be involved. i just like to watch. therefore, i will save my message for heidi and write it here instead. YOU GO GIRLFRIEND! WOO.

but this brings me to my own journey. i have always been big. i am used to it. and i guess if it wasn't for my impending trip next year, i wouldn't be doing anything to change it. i would still be sitting here eating pizza and going to mcdonald's for lunch three times a week.

but i have decided to do something about my weight. and i have two major reasons for it.

the first one you might view as slightly warped. and the fat acceptance peeps will come down on my like a tonne of bricks for it. but society is willing me to lose weight. i am doing it so i will fit into the hot clothes i see in sportsgirl and portmans. so i can fit into a pair of sass and bide jeans. so i can wear a pair of heels all day. and i am doing it so boys will find me more attractive. i am sick of being single. and i don't want some guy who likes me just because he likes fat girls. or someone who feels like they can't do any better. i want someone who likes me because i am hot, and have a good sense of humor, and because i'm happy and friendly and kind to everyone.

my second reason is more to do with fitness. like i said, i am going on a world tour next year. and i am going to need to be a lot fitter to be able to haul a back pack around all day. to ride a bicycle around cardiff like i plan to. i want to be able to walk all day and, no that's it, i just want to be able to walk all day.

so yeah. really my main goal is to get fit. and losing weight is just a by product of this. but it's going to be so great to be able to wear gorgeous clothes and look fierce.

claustrophobia

people are driving me crazy lately. especially my mother. i've been on holidays this week, and my idea of a holiday is doing nothing. but she thinks i should be cleaning all day, or trying to cure cancer or something. so all i get is nagging. nag, nag, nag, nag, nag.

i can't wait to get out of the country. i wish i could leave today. be in wales for the summer. lovely

loretta's scars

i am so glad i am on holidays. i needed a week off. from everything.

i need something more. something real.

and blah blah blah.

shortnsweet

i'm really enjoying work at the moment. we have a really good team. they're all lovely people. everyone works hard, but we can all stop every now and then to have a laugh.

i was telling my team leader's boss that i was planning on going overseas next year. so yesterday she gave me a beautiful oroton travel wallet, something to keep my tickets, passport etc in, to say thank you for all my hard work.

it's great working for people who appreciate what you do, and treat you like equals. last thursday i was working the late shift by myself, when the afore mentioned boss, and a whole bunch of big wigs from head office came in. they were going for a drink, so they told me i could finish half an hour early to join them. it was lovely to be included, and was something that never happened at iinetz.

i've been seeing a personal trainer for the last few weeks. unfortunately she was in a car accident and can't work for a couple of weeks, so the gym assigned me a new lady. she worked me so hard yesterday. my body has just about given up on me in the last few hours. my arms, legs, shoulders and abs are all sore. hopefully it's worth it.

bright eyes

fuck. my nan is already starting in. "when you're in america and i die, don't worry about coming home."

selfish cunt.

reality teevee

woundedkite.com hereby backs michelle to win the biggest loser.



woot. go with your bad self, girlfriend!

ooh wee ooh killer tofu

omg, i NEED to own this* shirt.

and to a lesser extent this one, this one, this one and this one.

*if you don't get the reference then we can't be friends anymore. sorry, that's just how i roll.

greed

i only have to work two more sundays before i'll have enough in gift vouchers to afford my new macbook

god i need a holiday.

emo for the following reasons:

-everyone has a significant other except for me

-sticking to my diet is hard

-not losing weight fast enough for my liking

-working too much means that i don't have enough time to go to the gym

-working too much means that i don't have enough time to sleep

-writing. i don't feel like i have written anything worth a damn in the last 3 years. i yearn to write more, but when i try nothing comes out

-i would love to go see shows at the annandale or the hopetoun, but nothing takes my fancy

-i don't feel like i am saving enough money

-suburban life

-no time to listen to good music

-wally debacker isn't my boyfriend

so yeah just in general i feel unhappy and unsatisfied. maybe you shouldn't talk to me for the next few weeks while i get over it.

see these bones

i have been in such a bad mood these last two days. it's definitely pms-related but still i haven't been this bad in years. i'm snarky and hating on everyone.

 so i went to the gym this morning in hopes that a 10km bike ride would release some endorphins or some shit. but it didn't and i'm still snappy. even with added nada surf goodness.

i might go back to the gym tonight and sweat it out a bit more. if i continue with this moodyness i'll be skinny in no time

here's what i did today

got my hair did in the morning. looks like this.

went to ikea to find a new dressing table or drawers + mirror. didn't find anything i liked. didn't buy too much crap.

wrote my mum's self appraisal performance review for her

had dinner at the catho. the steak i had was double the size of the last one i had there. it was seriously almost as big as my head. brought some of it home for sooky.

now i'm sitting on the couch watching the charity shield. chances are newcastle will be complete ass this year, but i'm still excited for the new season. we're planning a trip to the central coast for heritage weekend. can't wait.

and tomorrow i'm working. third 6 day week in a row.