“What is kinky? Something with kinks or twists. Well that’s all of us, isn’t it? It’s just a matter of finding who fits with your kinks. To be loved, unconditionally. That would be something.”—Secret Diary of a Call Girl
I started watching (The?) New Girl and I was ready to hate it.
The first 10 minutes led to me feeling like Deschanel’s character Jess was purely constructed as some kind of gimmicky tool to relate to women… then in the second half, I started to relate. You win this time ZD.
— buuuut why does she have to sing the credits and why is the jingle so bad?
Come uni holidays, I’m going to work like a dog and save for my next plane ticket. I want to purchase an around the world ticket so I can go back to New York and also do London, Paris and hopefully Rome.
I’m hoping to spend my 25th birthday in New York. 2012 could be a really exciting year!
Tell me that my life is based upon a lie, I casually mention that I pissed in your coffee.
I looked at my phone to check the time, but I didn’t see the time, I saw the date. It’s the 29th of September and anyone who has graduated primary school can tell you how many days this month houses. Before I start to sound like a Rebecca Black song and tell you that next month is October, I want to tell you how much that blows my mind. How could this year be on its way out?
I really feel 2011 has been my year. I’ve been waiting a very long time to have ‘my year’. I’ve been so busy ‘coming of age’ and going through phases that I never really grew, better yet succeeded. I think 2011 is the exception.
I’m not saying that this year has been all rosy because we know that isn’t the case. For a large chunk of the year (until April) I was still relatively lost, unsure of which direction to go. All I knew is I had a plane ticket and desire for change. Broken heart, lost friends and ideals shattered — just a few of the feats I’ve had to overcome, but it can’t erase all I’ve learned.
I finally know what I want to do. I take care of myself. I can see people for who they are or right through them. I’ve fallen in love. I’m ambitious again for the first time in years. I’m calm. I’m aware this could change in one day, one hour or even a minute. I’m happy in this moment.
I think 2011 will be a year I’ll miss terribly and reflect on for some time after it’s passed.
“I learned the field of interest was a man from Wales who could recognise all his sheep as individuals but couldn’t recognise human faces, not even his wife, not even himself in the mirror.”—The Psychopath Test
Congratulations to my good friends Papa VS Pretty for securing a J Award nom for album of the year!
I first saw Papa VS Pretty when they were covering Joy Division underage at The Hopetoun in 08. I knew right away that there was something very special about these lads and have supported them every step of the way. I couldn’t think of a harder working Aussie band than PVP, right now!