I forgot to update after the Michael Buble concert but I decided that it deserves a post of its own anyway.

It was unbelievale! I wasn't expecting much when he walked onstage looking slightly worse-for-wear but I was so wrong. He's really funny and entertaining -- I think one third of the concert was him talking and making jokes. He interacted with the audience and posed for photos with children. Going on what you get to see, he's one of those celebrities that you'd love to be friends with.

The best songs were Home, Lost and Everything. I was so glad that he sang Home. I filmed it on my mobile but unfortunately it didn't work! I was so annoyed but I'm just glad that I got to see it in person.

Also, these guys were the opening act. Spend 4 minutes checking out this video -- they're amazing!

All in all, it was a fantastic concert. I'd definately tell people to go see Buble when he tours again.

I'm inspired...

... by this guy and his project. I would love to do this. I think it would be the perfect thing to keep me on track and inspired to do all of the things that I want to do but never think I will do.

I'm going to start making my list. I'll have the list finished well before the end of the holidays which will hopefully give me a chance to attempt at least one of the goals.

Now I'm left to decide 2 things: how many goals should I set and how long should I give myself to complete my goals? Let me know!

Uh oh, I'm already getting behind on updating.



There are but a few days left of the semester and I can't wait for my 5 week break. I have 2 assignments left to finish plus a presentation on Friday.

Mum and I are going to the Michael Buble concert tomorrow night. I'm not excited about it yet but I really hope he sings Home, it's one of my favourite songs.

I'm happy because:

~ It's raining
~ I'm going to have chocolate pancakes for dinner
~ I've saved $550 in my money box and $400 in my bank account
~ My final assignments are due next Friday and semester 1 will be over.
~ 5 weeks holidays, starting next Friday.
~ Hamish and Andy make me laugh (even repeats)... and yes, I did get the people's chip! Gravy chips are exceptional, in case you're wondering.


My happiness is diminished because:

~ I'm in a permanent state of tiredness.
~ I wish things were different now. Sometimes I'm so impatient.

Photos

I wait for the shutter to click, smiling and laughing at what is happening around me. I wonder why we're having family photos now, why he's never wanted our photos before now.

Still, no matter what, I can't hate him. I just can't.

I'm here, waiting for it to disappear. But it doesn't. It gets worse. I don't know how to make it better.

Sexiest man alive?

Oh Gordon, what I wouldn't do to you.

Also, how pretty is this bedroom? Just gorgeous.

This is a terrible picture but I'm feeling so organised right now. I've just written down all of the days that are left in this semester and all of the stuff that I still have to do. This is one of my desperate attempts to be organised. I doubt it will work.

Lately, I've been thinking about hypnotherapy. It really does seem like the answer to all of my problems but I don't know if I believe in it. It just seems way too easy if it works. It's not as pricey as I expected it to be so I suppose that I could try it...

Also, Centrelink mucked up my youth allowance so I get an extra $400 tomorrow. I'm going to pay off the beds that are on lay-by for when we move house.

I've yet to mention that my mum is building a house and we're moving at the end of the year. It will be nice to have our own house again. To be able to do what we want with it and not have someone telling us what to do. It will really be nice to live in a house where everything is new and everything works. It will be nice for my mum to have something that is her's.

Blog #3

I wonder when I'll stop numbering the blogs that I write and when it just becomes natural.

You have no idea about the lengths that I am going to to write this post. I just wrote half of it and then the Internet disconnected and now I have to start again.

Anyway, the purpose of this post is to introduce you to me and my crazy family. I’ll introduce each person and then describe how it all fits together.


Mum: The nicest, kindest, best person I’ve ever met and will ever meet. She’s the reason I’m who I am, even though I doubt she’d ever admit it. She’s had a tough life with a bastard of a husband who took her for granted and left her with nothing. Despite this, she’s never given up. She’d never believe me but I think she’s the strongest person I’ve ever met.

Dad: the aforementioned bastard. My dad is one of those frustrating people who could have had everything they’d ever wanted but what they’ve got is never enough. He’s a recovering alcoholic who has been sober for eight years. I know that lots of people have ‘dad issues’ or whatever you’d like to call them but I seriously am one of these people and, as much as I wish it was different, I’ll probably always feel the same. I just can’t imagine it ever being any different.

Brother: My brother is probably my second favourite person in the world. He’s 16 months older than me so we’ve always been close. I think that our family situation really brought my mum, brother and I together and I think it’s a bond that would be hard to break.

My mum and dad split up when I was 10. They went through periods of getting back together and splitting up again and my dad just wouldn’t move on, which meant that my mum couldn’t move on. My dad now has a lovely partner whom I will call T. T deserves so much better than my dad. She’s very similar to my mum and will be easily taken for granted. The cracks haven’t started to show yet but I they will eventually.

And then there’s me. Twenty years old. Studying to become a primary school teacher. Confused about who I am and where I’m going but I know it will work out in the end.

On the relationship front, I’ve *gasp* never had a boyfriend. And whilst this has been good for my independence (sing it with me: “I don’t need a man to make it happen, etc”), I’m starting to feel that maybe I’ll become too independent and never need anyone else.



Argh, I don’t think I’ve said what I’m trying to say but this blog writing gets me confused about what I want to say and how I want to say it. Anyway, these are subjects that I am sure will be expanded upon at a later date.

One last random fact: I can't stop thinking about the rock climber from yesterday. Am I really that desperate??

What am I doing here? No idea.

I've been thinking about how to write my second blog. Something deep and meaningful, perhaps? Something insightful to really paint the picture of who I am? Something humourous? If only, you'll sigh.

A rock climbing insturctor came to teach, surprise, rock climbing today when I was doing my student teaching prac. And oh my, he was hot stuff. Just gorgeous. Beautiful smile which was directed at me several times (I'd like to think that he wasn't just smiling because I was encouraging the kids who were struggling...), athletic, great with the kids. I've already told myself that it's fate if, by some miracle, the school does rock climbing again this year and he's the instructor and I'm there and we rock climb off into the sunset... or something.

I was also finding the school principal more attractive that usual today. This morning, he was walking into the main building with some kids and we exchanged a friendly smile and then... he tripped up a step. My oh my, it was hilarious. And no, I'm definately not conceited enough to think that he tripped because I smiled at him. On the contrary, I think that he thought I was checking him out which gave him an ego boost and caused him to trip.

I'm putting off finishing my last sociology essay. I have lost direction and enthusiasm, not just for soci but for uni in general.

Once this essay is finished, I'll post a proper post about myself. A post where I reveal more than I have ever revealed on the Internet... pretty easy seeing as I've been pretty gaurded up until now.

I really have no idea why I'm writing these blogs. No idea.