Thursday, September 30, 2010

She's a cheap shopper AND dances to Spice Girls, my type of girl.

Today, one of my bestest friends is turning the big 2-0. Leaving her teenage years behind her and moving forward as an adult... ha!
I don't think there's a switch that you can flick and magically over night become mature, and heck, that's the fun of it all.


I love being with Nicole and acting like an utter fool, pretending we're about ten years younger than we actually are.







I love getting her drunk and walking to parties in thunder storms.









I love that she helps me with my make-up when I'm too drunk to do it.







I love being a kid with her. Watching Hocus Pocus and dancing to Spice Girls.









I love confusing people with her...



 
I DON'T love how good she is with graphics and computers.








But I do love the fun we have on her MAC.


           It's funny how one computer program...


Can entertain two girls for a whole day.
*I LOVE how we are the best bargain shoppers (despite the fact we won't pay $20 for uni pants ans the whinge about how we don't have them for the next year).
*I LOVE how she'll message me about the most random crap.
*I LOVE how we have the wierdest and wackiest inside jokes, and that people think we're idiots when we talk about it.
*I LOVE (and miss) playing basketball with her.
*I LOVE how she's going to look at this and think I did the worst job with photo and text placement.
*I LOVE how she is my best friend.

        HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY LOVERR GUTS. Don't grow up anytime soon.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

And the winner is... Reality TV

I've said it before, and I'll say it again. I el-oh-ve-ee reality TV. Especially when it causes controversy, and hasn't Australia's Next Top Model caused some controversy over it's time?
Remember Jodhi Meares' terrible live grand final performance, and then her utter no show? Good stuff.
Last night trumps it though.
If you haven't seen it, take a peek.




Sarah Murdoch blames whoever fed her the information; Foxtel blames Sarah Murdoch. Others say it was a sick publicity stunt. Who's right?
Really, who cares?
Look at all the publicity the show's getting. It's in every newspaper, on every morning show, in every news segment and on every blog (cough).
I think (eventual) runner-up Kelsey Martinovich took the news extremely well, and graciously. It's been revealed that Foxtel are compensating Kelsey with extra prizes, including a trip to New York. I feel for her, but I also feel for winner Amanda Ware. How the eff was she supposed to react in that sort of situation? And I'm sure her victory would have felt a little bitter sweet (at the time that is, by now I would suggest she's enjoying every moment of being the winner).

As always when something like this happens, social media when off it's nutter.
My favourite tweets on the situation come from Claire at @downtownnewtown who tweeted-
'Yo KESLEY Imma let you finish but AMANDA is the greatest TOP MODEL of all time. #ANTM'
and Brendan Maclean at @macleanbrendan who tweeted-
'In the end the real winner was a show that I wouldn't know existed had Murdoch read the correct name. #ANTM'

So what do you think? Honest mistake? Set-up? Do you even care?

Sunday, September 26, 2010

When words fail

I'm a professional writing student. I want to be a journalist. I'm supposed to be good with words. But I honestly can't put yesterday into words and do it justice.

I was born into a Collingwood/Fitzroy family. It was my Dad's family that were (and still are) footy nuts. And although there was a bit of a divide in teams many years ago, when the Fitzroy Lions Football Club came to an end, it was one-eyed Magpies all the way.
I started going to the footy when I was nine, I've been a Collingwood member since I was ten. As cliche as it sounds, it's not just about the footy for my family. We're always together- My dad, brother, aunty, uncles and cousin. I wouldn't be able to tell you the number of times we've been to clinics, family days, parades and all that jazz.

Unfortunately we missed out on GF tickets, that is until a spare one managed to pop up on Friday night and my Dad wouldn't take it. He didn't take it because he gave it to me.
So what you say? Then you don't understand. It's more then a game to us, it's more then football. And my dad gave that up. For me.

Yesterday was amazing, there was only one thing missing. My family, and most importantly my dad. Here's to hoping we get tickets for next week.
There's one thing that's left etched in my mind from yesterday- one sound. The sound of nothing. The sound of shock, disappointment and dis-belief. The sound when that final siren went.

So when words fail, a picture can tell a thousand words.







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