Proenza Schouler BANE OF MY EXISTANCE!

I'm having issues calming myself after a painstaking day of study procrastination in the form of- Ebay Shopping!

No seriously, it's completely draining spending the entire day browsing for amazing nick-nacks, however the bane of my involvement in such has been my inability to find a supplier of the most beautiful shoe I have ever seen in my life!!! (Seriously, I'm pissed!)

There are many reasons for this; the first being the fact that one 'Kim Kardashian' has of recent, been spotted wearing these shoes, hence they are now both incredibly overpriced and extremely scarce due to the high demand of celeb styles.
The second-they obviously don't produce many shoes designed for clown feet.
I swear I must be the off-spring of Bigfoot (no offence to my dear rentals) because the only available sizes of said shoe are either extremely small (size 6) or just beyond my regular shoe size (regular for me being about a 9/and a half).
Oh the fails in my endeavor to obtain such gorgeous shoes continue...

That reminds me, I have not explained the beauty that is the Proenza Schouler Leather Perforated Platform Sandal!
It's truly a gorgeous shoe, that combines the boldness of a 3 centimeter platform with the sheer audacity of a 15 centimeter heel- Simply delicious!
The holy grail of all platform sandals boasts an amazing ankle strap which instead of enhancing the appearance of calves, actually serves to make ones leg look thinner, longer and utterly amazing! Oh yeah, and of course comes in colours: Brown, Beige and (my personal fave) Black.
FEAST YOUR EYES!!!:

It seems however in addition to these amazing shoes I also found new loves within Proenza Schouler, that being this amazing brown satchel and 3/4 jumper. Once again though, they prove just as expensive as the wonderful shoes I desire. (That being; shoes - US$1035, Bag - US$999, and Jumper -US$ 2,230)- Yeah, with prices this high, there's really no hope in obtaining them all :( ....ABSOLUTE DEVASTATION!

Regardless I suppose this means it's time for me to get a decent job, and can motivate me to actually get study done during this break... I must do it! In order to obtain these wonderful thigns in the future I must do my uni work, OR marry a rich celebrity- (at least thats what I keep telling myself).

Ah well, ebay really is bad for me. I need to isconnect myself from the internet more often...

Not likely...ishax

A Mechanical Heart

Woe is My mechanical Heart.-

So whilst going out an about my day, it just so happened that I heard this story. A story about a person so charming, and charismatic that they were able to make others fall instantly for them. A person whose very nature was to take, but who never let themselves be moved by anyone.

I suppose at first the whole story just seemed rather interesting; unrequited feelings, social manipulation, fear....

It really made me think; How much would it suck to love someone like that?

But No.

When I think about it even more...

I wonder; How much would it suck to be afraid of feeling for another.

And to be unable to let go of that fear: The fear of failure; fear of rejection; fear of dependance.

I think this is far worse, than the former.

In life, I believe that it's easy to fall in and out of love;

To admire, to appreciate, and fantasise.

But really, when one is afraid to love; that spreads throughout their whole life.

An almost robotic effect of fear upon the heart.

that, of an often cyclical nature.

To be completely honest, this thought scares me.

I have begun to wonder whether I have allowed my heart to become somewhat mechanical,

or is it free flowing???...ishax

Care-Bear GLARE!

RAWR.

I've found myself at present, in a horribly foul mood after some fool said something utterly frustrating to me. I suppose it's a common truth for most that ignorance is bliss, but in this individuals case their ignorance may lead to a shovel in the face from which bliss shall forever become a distant memory.

Memories;
I wish I could change them.


Erase them.


Create them.




and then I realised.
-I can...ishax.

Facebook Nonsense

I wrote this a while back as my facebook Bio. However, it seems it's taken some people forever to read... so I shall post it on here for you all to have a gander at 'the real me'.
Also the second one, is just something I made up really quickly for my mate katie. She seems to like it a fair bit, and I reckon it suits her prefectly.

I am a hermit that has been living in a cave at the foot of a mountain in a location I will not disclose for fear that those damn federal police may once again fire up the search for "Roody McLibbido"; notorious Crack fiend and prostitute who ruled the fast-paced streets of Balga for 12 years before being jailed by the coppas in '03.
In my time in prision, I met many companions, some who taught me the secret ways of the criminal underworld and others who simply showed me the blissful meaning of Christmas. I owe special thanks to Big Bertha, a half Canadian, half Russian Polarbear who spent many a long winter snuggled up to my side in those icy cold Casuarina cells. Bertha, I will miss your silibant threats, smotherring and casual shanking during those lonely nights.
Upon leaving prision on good behaviour (and serving only half a sentence), I decided to reform my ways and become a childrens entertainer. However after months of working as the stunt double for tinky winky I lost my passion for riding scooters and tele-tubby-toast-time and was fired by my boss; a 13 year old executive pain in the arse called Ruben. I hear he is now hit the big time with his stage production of Clifford the dog showing mondays through to thrusdays at the Morley Arts Center; the uppedy fuck.
In recent years I have left the material world behind, venturing deep into the Forrestdale nature preserve to escape the pressures of tangible goods and the commitments of my shot gun wedding to Bertlan; a hungarian meat packer who invented the sensational ebay product "Smokey-tunes"; a electronic bong with inbuilt strobe light that plays the hampster dance with every puff. I now spend my days sucking moss off of tree roots and shooting the various protected wildlife for pleasure.
My new hobby is kidnapping young fat women in order to create an attractive skin suit and matching sleeeping bag to get me through next winter.
I have done well for myself so far.


Katies Bio:

So this one time, I went to this one place, you know? The place that’s like just down past McDonalds if you take that one shitty road, but not in Hannah’s car, Hannah’s car’s a fucking piece of crap, but yeah but no but, anyway I told her that if she keeps seeing Ricky Martinez, then shit’s gunna go down, cause I so heard Karen, you remember Karen, that slag hoe bitch who wanted everyone to spell her name with a ‘C’ cause that’s how they do in that one movie where the guy is a dick and then isn’t a dick, but I still think the movie sucked, cause this one time Becky asked Mr Peters, like who invented dicks and Mr peters said it was God, cause god wanted to make the world and have men and women re-populate it, but I was like Mr Peters that is soooooo mingin` bullshit cause if god’s a man-god, why didn’t he just use his own penis and make tones of hoe bitches. But yeah, see Mr Peters got all shut down, cause that’s what I do, then he was all like URGHHH KATIE this is the fourth-grade, please be respectful, and I was like listen hear woman I watched a show on the BBC which I’m pretty sure is code for something, but I don’t really know, but then again Hannah was all like up in my face saying how her cousin Romano was all into LSD one day like tripping and fuck, but not fuck cause he totally walked into their headquarters and like the entire place is run by was like that movie with all the aliens, and everyone pulled off their faces and he was all like shit man, like I don’t know, but this is what he told his friend Miguel who slept with Rachael and then she totally had that lezzo moment where she tried to pet Hannah’s furry clam , but she told her right before. Which is seriously why I don’t think Mexican bitches should be lezzo cause I totally had her come on to me, and I was all like, yeah could totally get my scissor sister on but then shen she came up to me she had like a beard going, actually not like a beard, like cat-fish hairs, and I was all like guuurlll, what the fuck are they on your face, you look like Osama, like I would so know though cause Becky’s stepdad is like totally from Iran or something, er, actually I think he’s just south American, but yeah, they’re like the same thing which is what I totally told Emma, but she didn’t believe me cause her dad works in secret service and can like apparently tell the difference between that stuff but he got shot one day like not while he was working in the secret service, he was buying some of those Reeces Pieces, from the store down near that one place that is just past Mc Donald’s that I totally went to in Hannah’s car…. That fucking bitch.

Ah yes, the joys of being mildly retarded...ishax.

Pin-up Perfection!

Some days I wish I was a Pin-up girl.

They're so very beautiful that it makes me jealous.
Especially the girls of the 50's....Every single one is so overtly Delicious!

(No pun intended.)

Here's a secret I bet you didn't know:
Sometimes when my desires become too insane to contain; I'll put on some red lipstick and spend the entire day acting like Betty Page. Rawr~!

Maybe one day I'll go do something daring like take burlesque/ pin-up style photos, just so when these cravings do re-surface, I'll be well prepared to sooth them with the reassurance that for a day, I was the physical embodiment of all that is sexy and desirable.
I think that's something that a lot of girls should do too, because it can most definitely be hard to reassure yourself of you own beauty and elements of sexuality.
(Or maybe it's just fun to strip down, wear something cute and play a tease for a while!)

Regardless no-one can deny, these ladies were and still are amazing women. They all look strong, powerful and beautiful; which, if I was a hardcore feminist, I may have argued is an unrealistic expectation of women....

But then again, WHO SAID IT HAD TO BE UNREALISTIC!?!?!?

I guess it's up to the individual to be strong, powerful and sexy in their own right! So Ladies, stop judging yourselves (yeah I spose I should take my own advice more often).
As a friend of mine mentioned to me: we're often our own harshest critic. After all, in the end the people that benefit the least from all the criticism, fussing and stressing are ourselves.

So my challenge to all the girls; seriously do something that makes you feel good, that reminds you how amazing you are or that makes you feel damn right sexy!

• Wear that hyper blue eye-shadow, you bought but never actually used out of the fear you'd look overdressed.
• Stand outside and sunbake topless- forget about that supposed 'flab' on your stomach.
• Walk around in your undies for a day, listening to music and forn Christs sake, don't forget to shake that booty of yours (which you always thought was too big)!

Who cares, what people think.

The change of season demands a change of self, and I think this would be perfect!

NOW GO!

Don't think, just do!..ishax

Mum, for your own sanity; don't read this.

Guess who just pierced their nose this week?!?!!
Here's jsut a few questions some people have asked me about it already.

Question everyone asks me Numero UNO:

Did it hurt?
Not gonna lie; it hurt.
But in actual fact I was really expecting it to be more painful than it was. My friends who were with me told me they could hear a crunching sound as it went in though... but to be honest; I didn't hear anything at all. Maybe my piercing technician ( making her soun super fancy) was just too good, so that's why everything went so smoothly.

Number Two:

Where did you get it done?
Despite my preconceptions of this place as being a super dodgey shop, I decided to go to Off Ya Tree, just because they seem to specialise in piercings an stuff like that. When you're piercing something on your face, where everyone can see, you want it to be done properly so you don't get some horrible infection that makes people say (or think) EEEEWWWWWWW when they look at you.
A FACE PIERCING IS NOT THAT EASY TO HIDE.

Number Three:

How long is the piercing meant to heal for?
8 weeks. - That's 4 months! But yeah.... I've found it super difficult to keep the thing in, as will be explained in question number 4.

Number Four:

Why do you have a ring in now, and not a stud?
I accidentally yanked my wonderful stud out of my face.... and to be honest its INSANELY HARD putting it back in, especially due to the fact that the stud's has a thick gauge and is a corkscrew piercing. So in a mad panic, I bought a nose ring and managed to get it through. Although in all honesty chaniging nose piercings hurts like a MF. I am also very parranoid now that it will get infected due to the fact that i was told NOT TO EVEN TOUCH THE PIERCING until the post 8 week period.

Number Five:

Does your mum know?
HELL NO. She'll probably kill me when she finds out. Or if she reads my blog....
Mum hates piercings but I think on the right people they look really good :)

Anyhow, I'm hoping to get the stud back in soon.
When my nose stops being stupid.

Urgh,
the perils of piercings...ishax

Somedays I Wish I Was,

Drunk off my
...Fairy?

Over-kill, Over-dose.

Sometimes I just wanna take all this medication,
and throw it in the river!
(My body's such a piece of crap.)

I've always been pretty weak,
even since I was little,
so naturally there's rarely been a time
when I haven't been taking some pill,
or syrup, or lozenge, or Ventolin powder.
But lately, things have become ridiculous.

Mornings -
1x Yellow pill.
2x White pills.
1x Magnesium tablet.

1x VC supplement.
Lunch
1x Lozenge.

1x Teaspoon of Black crap.
Dinner

1x Small White pill.

2x White pills.

Intermittent

~x Ventolin

I'm starting to think that despite this all being prescribed and recommended by doctors and natro-paths, by taking all these meds together I'm basically cancelling out all their beneficial effects. Maybe I should just stop taking them! Well, except for the ventolin...I dont care how many steroids it has in it, I pretty much need it to breathe!!!

(God, steroids- Shocking stuff!)

Most people say Health is really only a state of mind.

Maybe I need to re-examine my head.

Self Lobotomy?..ishax

The cycle of Life, Death, Lazers and Everything In-between.

It's definitely been a while since I updated my blog, horrible effort on my part indeed. However, it seems in the time I've spent away from the comp and out and about (finally making an effort to attend my uni classes) I've been involved in some awesome things.
First off, I forgot to tell everyone about my progress in KILLER WEEK!!!

-I'm dead.

Haha, yeah sorry guys, but I guess I'm just not the ninja assassin I always wished I could be. Honestly, I blame my parents. It's TOTALLY their fault for not starting my training when I was younger (even from infancy perhaps). Never the less, the demise of my pegging life actually came as a form of 'suicide' due to the sheer fact that the game was going absolutely no-where, and try as I may, I just couldn't work up the skills to annihilate my last target; an individual who shall remain anonymous but instead be given the pseudonym:

'THE FRUSTRATINGLY COMPETITIVE AMERICAN WHO NEVER DIED, DESPITE ME CORNERING HIM TWICE IN A LOCKED ROOM!!!!! (Gah!) '

Anyhow, the tedious game is still going as I type and I do believe the fool is still alive (to both his credit and my annoyance- Haha)! Thus, post the occurrence of my doom, I spent a wonderous night with the college 'Morons' playing games of lazer tag at Zone 3 in Joondalup.
Now, before you judge my supposed nerdiness...( Ah shit. You probably already have, haven't you?)...Yeah, I'm not gunna lie; it was nerdy, REALLY NERDY. But being able to be so insanely stupid like that is possibly the most enjoyable thing a person can do- Especially when it's with a group of friends. Sigh*- the joys of 'sheep-ism'.
So anyway, I played under the assumed identity of 'Freddy', a name whose cool factor only increase with the addition of my playing along-side (one of my best mates) Katie, who conveniently took on the lively-hood of 'Jason'. Together we made up the baddest lazer-tag team around.... LITERALLY, cause in all honesty, we never won any of the games.
No, I'm afraid that glory went to Daniella (AKA Sailor moon). Seriously, she is one dangerous chick with a lazer gun.
All in all it was a pretty good end to last week.

In other slightly more lax news, I managed to get some of the photos back from my sister which were taken on our beloved film camera. These are just two that were taken while we went walk-about in the city.

It's kinda freaky when you look at a photo of yourself and your younger sister ( who just happens to be taller and more tan than you) and realise that everything you're either wearing or holding has come from other people - OP Shops truly are amazing things. Also, please excuse the bulge in my dress, I had that much material stuffed under my belt that day. Mainly cause the dress itself, is a size 24 which I stealthily pinned, cut and moulded in order to get something that resembles more of a loose size 10....

Just goes to show guys, it really doesn't matter what size the dress is, or how it looks initially. If you like something (as I did the pattern and colours in this dress) then by all mean possible, take to it with scissors, pins and a sewing machine; and make it your own.

Anyway, I'm off to prepare a sketch for a Graffiti workshop I'm going to today over at Georges. Should be good fun! -I hope.

Sadly we all know that:

All Georgians are wankers (language please!)....ishax

Battle Arcadia?

I love DEADLIEST WARRIOR!!!

No really, I do.

Oh, I can't help but sit on my bum all day and watch it! This show is so addictive! (and in all honesty, I reckon I'm getting quite a nice history lesson.... err well, military history at least).
I do sometimes really disagree with some of the match ups they test during the show....

Like seriously, you're gunna put William Wallace (User of strong metal swords and armour) up against Shaka Zulu (an African warrior who has absolutely no armour and who uses sticks and stones to fight) ..... There is no fairness nor comparison at all in such a match-up!!

Ah well, I do believe I've found a new favourite show apart from Jurassic Fight Club... Which is basically the same thing, but with dinosaurs!!!

-God, I'm sad.

:(

Anyhow, it just so happened that yesterday I was walking around Perth city with some friends of mine and happened to come across what I believe is possibly the most amazing scene I've ever witnessed in my life.

So here I was, walking down the Carillion Arcade after getting my regular fix of Bubble Tea (Lychee milk flavour!!!) when all of a sudden I happen to notice an enormous sign in a clothing shop window. Now, in all honesty, before such time I had never ever though of buying anything from the place, due to the sheer fact that most of the clothes they stocked were always upwards of $60~$80 and at this point in my life after numerous years of OP shopping and ebay-ing, paying that much for ONE item of clothing has become a ludicrous notion to me.

Never the less, the store itself wasn't really the amazing thing, rather, it was the window sign that said in big bold letters "EVERYTHING $13 AND UNDER" that really caught my attention.

I looked.

Then pretty much fainted.

Then spent nearly all the cash I had left on me in buying 3 dresses, 2 shirts, an amazing pair of pants, a necklace and quite the odd pair of earrings (being about the size of a 20 cent coin with a picture of a child that looks fairly similar to Chucky from Child's Play on them).

It's possibly the first time I've ever bought clothing and jewellery outside of an OP shop but I am in such rapture that it hasn't phased me one bit!

If you can, I highly recommend checking it out; just past Boost on your way to the FOOD COURT! I will most definitely have to post pictures soon, but for now... here's just one of the shirt I bought and the crazy large earrings. (Apparently, from afar, they kinda make me look like I have large stretchers in :S).

Anyhow, it seems I must flee to go to Japanese today! So many tests are making an appearance next week, and what with HYPERFEST, fathers-day and multiple assignments due (love how I've got my priorities set up) it will be nothing but BUSY BUSY BUSY from here on out.

Priorities, Meh?....ishax