Wondering and wandering

I woke up late, it was raining...

I took my time preparing for the day.

By the time I was ready to leave the house, it had stopped raining. 

I admired my new bag while waiting for my breakfast at my favorite local cafe.

I didn't have enough change on me for a bagel and coffee.

I chose a bagel.

Then I got a surprise coffee for being such a regular at my favorite local cafe.

Bagels and coffee are the best breakfasts!

I went for a wander, letting my feet decided the direction of my day.

My feet decided that magazine shopping was the best way to pass the morning.

I discovered a new magazine.

The city was calling me.

On the way I saw a sign that made me smile big, like the Cheshire Cat.

In the city I lined up for Film Festival tickets to sigh at the pretty.

I noticed buildings that I have never seen before, despite passing them almost every day.

My ticket to sigh at something pretty was safely secured, and I was happy.

I rewarded myself with a pot of tea and a flick through my newly discovered magazine.

Then home again, home again to drink wine and watch Audrey and miss New York.

At the end of a lovely day, I hung up my pearls and curled up in bed. 

It was raining again.

Fin.

Sprung Flung, really just some thoughts in my head...

Oh goodness, how things have been hectic since the Spring Fling; in every area of my life; work, rest and play!

Its funny how things can be so dull and boring and you have the same "sameness" for so long and you wish something would just happen to liven things up a little, then it all happens at once! I now long for the dull life of a few weeks ago.

I feel like I've been on an emotional roller coaster, up and down and racing for the past few weeks. It started with the boy who wanted to hold my hand too, then that turned into me OK not having my hand held by him, but missing my friend.

There wasn't much time fore sorrow and reflection over what had past because after that there were assignments after assignments after assignments (there are still assignment going on, but someone I'm more on top of it). And then there was work, and still is work. It seems that in my organisation, the way you get rewarded for doing a good job is by being given more work to do!

And then there was Spring Fling weekend. I was not prepared for the events that unfolded last week and I've spent a week off the grid trying to come to terms with it all. That ex boyfriend (cue your concern) has reappeared after more than a year of not a single sighting and not a single a word. The reappearance was also accompanied by three words, eight letters. This make my head spin and my heart hurt.

Another blast from the past has also reappeared and my heart beats a little faster at the thought of what might be. This blast has always been the maybe might be sort of romance. There is a little bit of history (a few kisses here and there) but nothing groundbreaking. It seems that life pushes us back together every now and then. The most recent every now and then being the night after the Spring Fling. It was good and comfortable but at the same time electric and exciting. There was conversation, and meaning. After 8 years, we might not be exactly on the same page, but I feel like we are in the same book in terms of what we want from life. This is a massive deal, compared to when we first met. I would have said that we were on opposite sides of the library! It was nice to converse and I am keen to spend more time in this man's company.

Just as soon as my assignments are done and dusted. The eye is still very much on the NYC prize, maybe even more so than usual. The Wanderlust is kicking into overdrive at the moment, March cannot come soon enough. I fear that I may need to have a mini flee to Sydney or something just to appease the fleeing beast inside of me.

Friday's child is

...loving and giving.

One of my most loving and giving friends it hosting a Spring Fling party tonight in honour of fourthousand's 3rd birthday!

I am BEYOND excited. I have been madly hunting all things Spring Fling for weeks now! Last weekend I finally got my dress. Floral print! This is a big deal for me, I'm not one for prints of any kind at the best of times, but for this occasion how could I not!

While I am wearing floral print, its nowhere near as floral print as these tights! They are pretty AMAZING!

Now that I have made my first step into this pretty print, and I'm not hating it, I can't help but think that there might just be room for more floral in my wardrobe/life...

Yo Gabba Gabba at Coachella - Plex!

As the weather is getting hotter in Aus, more and more summer music festivals are being announced!

So far, I'm all over Sunset Sounds and am giving serious thought to Good Vibrations...

Below is a Yo Gabba Gabba clip from Coachella, Plex had by far the best clip out of all the YGG crew! Check out all the band friends he made, including my total fan girl crush Grizzly Bear! <3 <3 <3


(Yo Gabba Gabba at Coachella - Plex)

Turn the radio off.

When I wrote this back in June, I didn't ever think I would be sitting here now wondering what happened for things to end up the way they have now.

It always baffles me how life never works out the same way you play things out in your head.

Thanks God for my wonderful friends who have put up with me over the past week! I love you all! xoxox

(I miss my summer hair.)

I'll keep you.

I love PostSecret. I have spent many hours with friends flipping though the pages of the books with a myriad of different emotions depending on the secrets reveled.

My favorite secret ever was sent in by a teenager who worked a Lego Land. Their secret was that their favorite part of their job was to destroy the children's creations at the end of every day.

When I read this, at first I was so shocked at the meanness of it, but then the more I tell the story, the funnier I find it! That horrible satisfaction that the Lego Land pleb must have felt reminds me of when I was a birthday party host at a bowling alley. DO NOT JUDGE! It was my first job, and I think I only lasted about 6 weeks before the managers and I come to the sensible decision that perhaps a career in retail was far more suited to my personality than that of looking after a group of children. Nothing would thrill me more than watching that one obnoxious child miss every single bowling pin on their turn. It was a horrible thrill and one that I feel very ashamed of now that I do actually have tolerance for children.

With more PostSecret books to be published and the roadshow in the US, there is now this little promo video. I love it, maybe even more so than the books. To actually see the emotion of the people as they tell their secret is amazing. You cant help but feel so many different things while watching it. I love the honestly of everyone. Even the spiteful, self serving, boastful guy towards the end


PostSecret: Confessions on Life, Death and God from Frank Warren on Vimeo.

I'd love to have the courage to be able to reveal something if I were to be put in this kind of situation. Alas, I don't think I would be brave enough or open enough to actually go though with it.

*spoiler alert*

I suppose its only right to *spoiler alter* this, as it is the end of the ever so wonderful movie New York, I Love You. But really, shame on you for not having seen it if you need to spoiler alert!
I happen to be missing New York something chronic of late, and the thought that I will return is March for my birthday isn't really having the desired effect on quelling my overwhelming urge to jump on the next flight out of here and be there tomorrow!


(New York I love you - Endings)

I must admit, I didn't love this film nearly as much as its French sibling, it just seems too interwoven, but is American film for you, things need to be neat and explained. Nonetheless, this is still an amazing stand alone film.

If you've not seen it already YOU MUST HUNT IT DOWN AND WATCH IT TONIGHT!

Every other day, every other day of the week is fiiine, yeah!

It's Monday, and no, I do not want to take about it!

The Metro Card I have in my wallet from my time on the subways of NYC says in big bold letters

 OPTIMISM

I like to keep this in my wallet, because it reminds me of a time when I was truly happy and also sometimes it's hard to remember to be optimistic, (it also stops me from buying a lot of impulse purchase. The card = NYC and impulse purchase = staying put due to lack of funds.)

This morning it was very difficult to be optimistic. I did not want to wake up. I did not want to get dressed for work. I did not want to commute with the masses. I did want my coffee and chatter with the girls at the coffee shop. I did not want to get my bus. I did not want to dodge speeding cars to get to my office building. I did not want to participate in useless chatter.

But here I am. After this post, I am choosing to be optimistic that today will turn out much better than how if first started. It may be a difficult decision, but for the good of my mental health and the health of those all around me, I am going to make that decision!

But before I go, here is the song that is on constant repeat in my head right now. Not very optimistic, but really, can Kermit be that pessimistic? He's just so cute and green!


(LCD Soundsystem - New York, I Love You But You're Bringing Me Down)

Busy is such a horrible word...

...but that is what I have been. With work and study and life and love. Oh and Skins. I managed to watch all four seasons in about a week and a bit, I was a little obsessive...

I must say I enjoyed the first two seasons far more than the last two. But that isn't to say that I didn't enjoy the last two seasons, I just found the first two to be more believable. And filmed better. And the characters to be more open. And I was devastated at the death in the second season, where as the death in the last season, while it was sad, didn't really move me. (See, I'm not giving it away to those of you who haven't seen it, because I care!)

Oh and Cassie! I LOVE CASSIE! Oh to be like Cassie (minus the nearly topping herself off, and the whole not eating thing).

So with all that said, please enjoy The Secret Party featuring the original cast of Skins (minus Cassie, sadly)

Can't Shake It

I never realised how cute this song was until just now in this very moment! And I totally hear what she is saying!

I also can't shake this cold/flu/want to sleep forever and a day thing I've got going on at the moment, and that worries me, as, even though I totally suck at shaking it, I want to go OUT tomorrow night!!!


(Kate Miller-Heidke - Can't Shake It [Official Video])

Friday fever come early is simply the worst! I sure hope I'm feeling this flighty tomorrow night!