RYE TRIP
31st January -
2nd February
Rye Ocean Beach.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Rye in Pictures.
Rye Ocean Beach.
Thirsty for Rye
RYE TRIP
31st January -
2nd February
31st January -
2nd February
Like summer, I’ve begun my holiday a couple months late. The sun hasn’t been out to play much but it doesn’t really matter because I’ve been working a lot lately, barely having time for anything and trying hard to keep up with everything. I haven’t had a decent day at the beach since, well, last summer, so I’ve been desperately craving to feel the warmth of the sun on my skin, the cool, refreshing waves crash into me and feeling the freedom of the vast ocean. Mine and Josh’s anniversary was approaching as well ( is approaching this coming weekend) so we took some time off and decided to go on a road trip, or two road trips; The first trip, to Rye around the Mornington Peninsula and the second, to be in Daylesford. I’ve wanted to go on a road trip since last summer and chose these two destinations because I wanted to explore a part of Victoria I have yet to know.
The drive up to Rye was nerve-racking as I had never driven such a long distance before. Google maps told me the total duration of the journey would be 2hours & 8 minutes, however it may have taken a tad bit longer because crossing into the city to the Nepean Highway was a little confusing. It was all a learning process I guess, and I am more familiar with the roads now. The warm weather made me sleepy so Josh had to keep me awake, which proved a little difficult as he was sleepier than I! I love driving through the countryside and leaving the more industrious part of Victoria behind. Being on the road, behind the wheel, and in control of your own journey is empowering. We felt so independent finding our own way there. I especially loved the idea of stopping the car whenever I pleased just to snap photos of the countryside.
We arrived at noon which meant the drive was approximately 2 hours. I was excited pulling up to the house! Josh had to get out of the car and open the gate for me to drive through. I wanted to quickly park the car, get inside the house, explore and get out to the beaches straight away. There is always a reason why I leave bookings till the last minute. Yes, disorganization is partially the reason, but I’m also very picky, and as much as I claim appearances don’t matter to me, they do. I can’t stand dirty environments especially if I’m going to sleep, eat and bathe in it. I loved the house. Everything in the house, the furniture and fixtures were all to date and modernised. I loved the materials, elements, and colours as they warm & organic making us feel welcomed and cosy.
We were tired and sleepy from the drive, so we napped a little before heading out. However, a cool changed came quickly on the 39 degrees day, nevertheless, we ventured out into town and stopped by a local café for lunch. I think it was called Get Juiced ‘n’ Fed. Not entirely sure, but it was so yummy! They had what seemed to be the best mixtures of smoothies and crushes. I was afraid I’d be too full if I had my own so I shared a large smoothie with Josh along with our meals. I had a lamb focaccia, with avocado, tomato, lettuce and garlic aioli sauce MMM! Josh had a deluxe grilled chicken burger with bacon, lettuce, tomato and mayo, sandwiched with Turkish bread buns YUM! There was another menu that was so delicious sounding but it was only specials for dinner-time L. We rested for 10 minutes, allowing ourselves to rest our filled & satisfied bellies before heading out to the Rye Beach which was a few minutes walk away. It wasn’t such an attractive beach, despite having clean sand and clear, still water. The sand was so obviously artificial, the various coloured sands were all on display, from white to crunchy golden, to a gloomy grey in the water (reminded me of going yabby catching with my dad in the paddocks when I was a kid). The beach was perfect for family outings, safe for kids to splash around in. We then headed over to Rye Ocean Beach, which was in the opposite direction, on the other side of the peninsula. I loved Rye Ocean Beach. The waves were incredible! The water was beautiful and the sand was flawless! There were however quite a few rock formations that I knew would be hazardous and were going to be problematic if we went in too deep later on. The weather had not picked up, it had instead gotten colder and cloudier. We still stripped off our clothes and splashed around in the shallow waters, built some sandcastles and watched the sun aaaaalmost set, before the clouds gathered and hid it. When the cold became unbearable, we called it a day and headed home. After having dinner in, we put on some movies and fell asleep really early.
The next morning I was so excited to start the day and was desperate to get out to the beach and play in the sun. However, both of us being huge fans of mini golf, we decided to go play some mini-golf early and head back to Rye Ocean Beach. I think Josh and I were up about 9am, made ourselves a filling breakfast, and headed off to Top Fun on the Nepean. The mini gold course was part of an arcade, which I really didn’t want to spend any money on. But of course I spotted the most awesome, oversized sun glasses and so, we chose a game that was a quick and easy 120 tickets and BAM, 2 awesome, oversized sunnies J. Just as the last time we played, I was winning, and then halfway through Josh came back and beat me in the end, even though I forced him to wear the oversized sunnies while playing. The sun was starting to burn up, but there was a breeze so it wasn’t that bad. We quickly drove over to Rye Ocean Beach, ( I may have sped a little) and raced down to the waters. There was so much sand and it was so soft, that walking through proved to be a challenge! I dreaded the walk back up the steep hill of sand... There were so many rocks so we had to choose a spot wisely. I liked how the rocks were spaced apart, as if the in between were private to only us. The sun was nice and hot the entire time we were there. I thought if the weather improved, the waves would ease up but I realized it was due to the rocks beneath the water that cause its violent thrashing, and was the reason the beach attracted to many surfers. I loved the waves! The waves were so strong and huge, even when we were in the shallow part, waves would come crashing over our head. So we thought it were best to no venture in too deep. It was so refreshing every time the waves crashed on to us. I could feel the coolness seep into my flesh and touch my bones. I LOVED IT. I loved the coolness of the water. I loved the aqua/teal gradient of the water – it made me so thirsty looking at it, even now, it’s making my mouth water. I did not want to leave. This was without a doubt the best beach ever. Kicks Anglesea’s ass any day. After a few hours, we reluctantly left and decided to see if there was any fuss at Gunnamatta Beach... And I think it may just have been as good or better. We only stayed for a little while before heading off back home for lunch. We wanted to head to the Enchanted Maze Gardens near Arthurs Seat.
However, when we arrived at there, it was almost 5pm – an hour and half till close and It was recommended that we have 3 hours to explore place to satisfaction. So we turned around postponed the maze and went searching for other adventures. We drove up to Arthurs Seat and reached a view overlooking the peninsula. We took the Arthurs Seat Circuit Walk through the bushes, reaching Chapmans Point just off a curving road. The view of the peninsula got better and better. We continued to climb towards the summit until coming across Matthew Flinders Cairn. It was unreal knowing that such the explorer had been at that point, ad he did it minus the roads, tracks and trails too I’d imagine. Further on, we passed through the Seawind Gardens and discovered set another point overlooking the peninsula. The garden wasn’t anything extraordinary, but I sure felt the wind from the sea all up in my hair. We began to make our way to the end of the circuit and decided to visit the lighthouse at Cape Schnack.
Which upon arrival, it was clear it had already closed. Intrigued by some signs to unheard places though and fuelled with a hunger for adventure, we jumped out of the car and trudged up the hill. ‘Pebble Beach’ the sign read. All I could think of was my backyard, where grape sized pebbles covered the ground where my playground stood. The track towards Pebble Beach was on the edge of the hill – a wrong foot to the side would have led to quite a tumble and fall. Being on the edge allowed us to view the landscapes on our way up. And we did get up, it was a series of wooden stair cases decending the hill leading us to Pebble Beach. There were a few closed off tracks from the one we were on. You could tell that the previous tracks were dangerous, leading to rocks where waves were thrashing furiously, or heights where the rocks were unstable. It would have been fun to climb, and worth it to see the waves up closer. From a distance, I could tell that the beach was definitely pebbly but it wasn’t till we were on the shore that I was in disbelief at the size of these so called pebbles. They were huge! It hurt to walk on, especially with my weak havianas. We explored both sides of the beach. I collected a heap of pretty shells and pebbles while Josh looked for some crabs & other life forms. The cold began to kick in so we headed back to our house, and called it a night. We cleaned and tidied the house, packed in preparation for the checkout in the next day.
In the morning, we packed everything into the car hurriedly because we didn’t want to waste any time before the trip was over. We drove up to Sorrento, and looked for a place in town to have some breakfast. We came across what I reckon is the best toy store I’ve ever been to. I love quirky, cosy stores in small towns – you don’t find them in the city. It was called Geppeto's Workshop. There were so many toys I wanted! Music boxes! GAH! After a few laps we stopped at Just Fine Food, which is apparently famous for its Vanilla Slice. It had newspapers on the front windows with articles of how spectacular this vanilla slice was. Josh and I both had the big breakfast and of course tried the vanilla slice. And it was so good. Crispy pastry on top, generously dusted with icing sugar, cool and rich vanilla cream, with a crispy jam base. After a good rest, we made our way to the end of the peninsula but found that it was blocked off. The area was ( and still is?) used for military purposes, and the bush was filled with unexploded bombs. We had to wait for a tour bus, or follow the tracks. The bus had just left so we opted for a stroll in the bush. It wasn’t until a kilometre later that we realized the walk would last much longer than anticipated. We didn’t have enough time so we headed back and continued to the Enchanted Maze.
The Enchanted Maze was filled with a heap of gardens, variety of mazes, and brainteasers designed in the land. I had never been in a maze before and was excited to turn on my good sense of coordination, bearings and natural instincts. We were instructed to search for 5 different Buddha statues and find our way to the centre of the maze to the Japanese Garden. It was like a treasure hunt. It was so frustrating coming across the same Buddha statues, but exciting every time we found new ones. We were also racing against the clock as well, because we still had the entire garden to explore. When we finally completed our task, we left and explored a series of gardens – shaped hedges, marble statues, tiled pictures, recycled metal sculptures, and the brainteasers. There were a few mazes that were different from one another. I was curious as to how the 3D maze was going to work. They gave us 3D glasses upon arrival. The maze was inside a building where fluorescent glow-in-dark paint was in the form of frightening creatures on the black walls. There was one room that really rattled me. It was a corridor, with a ramp connecting one side to the other. Around the ramp though, the walls, ceiling and floor were revolving. The 3D effect was so cool but so scary! It felt so real – the creatures were moving and coming to get me. The revolving of the corridor was really clever; it made me really dizzy and left me walking like a drunk. Josh had to hold onto me so I wouldn’t fall so much. Finally, we climbed up towards the tube slides. They were huge slides placed on a sloping hill. You had to drag your inflatable doughnut to the top, plop your bottom in, and they would push you off and you would slide down, spinning out of control. The kids were screaming so much (the loved it). The climb to the top and dragging of my doughnut (both of them) in the heat was such a workout. But it was worth it. Apparently I screamed and screeched so loud everyone stopped and stared. Glad I could attract an audience J. Josh loved it, he was laughing the whole way down, even when he was dragging his doughnut back, he was still laughing. And then, the day was finally over, and It was time to drive back to Melbourne.
I would choose to drive to the beaches on this end over the Geelong and the Great Ocean Road beaches any day. The drive along Great Ocean Road is much more scenic though. But the beaches, sand and water definitely take the cake.
The drive up to Rye was nerve-racking as I had never driven such a long distance before. Google maps told me the total duration of the journey would be 2hours & 8 minutes, however it may have taken a tad bit longer because crossing into the city to the Nepean Highway was a little confusing. It was all a learning process I guess, and I am more familiar with the roads now. The warm weather made me sleepy so Josh had to keep me awake, which proved a little difficult as he was sleepier than I! I love driving through the countryside and leaving the more industrious part of Victoria behind. Being on the road, behind the wheel, and in control of your own journey is empowering. We felt so independent finding our own way there. I especially loved the idea of stopping the car whenever I pleased just to snap photos of the countryside.
We arrived at noon which meant the drive was approximately 2 hours. I was excited pulling up to the house! Josh had to get out of the car and open the gate for me to drive through. I wanted to quickly park the car, get inside the house, explore and get out to the beaches straight away. There is always a reason why I leave bookings till the last minute. Yes, disorganization is partially the reason, but I’m also very picky, and as much as I claim appearances don’t matter to me, they do. I can’t stand dirty environments especially if I’m going to sleep, eat and bathe in it. I loved the house. Everything in the house, the furniture and fixtures were all to date and modernised. I loved the materials, elements, and colours as they warm & organic making us feel welcomed and cosy.
We were tired and sleepy from the drive, so we napped a little before heading out. However, a cool changed came quickly on the 39 degrees day, nevertheless, we ventured out into town and stopped by a local café for lunch. I think it was called Get Juiced ‘n’ Fed. Not entirely sure, but it was so yummy! They had what seemed to be the best mixtures of smoothies and crushes. I was afraid I’d be too full if I had my own so I shared a large smoothie with Josh along with our meals. I had a lamb focaccia, with avocado, tomato, lettuce and garlic aioli sauce MMM! Josh had a deluxe grilled chicken burger with bacon, lettuce, tomato and mayo, sandwiched with Turkish bread buns YUM! There was another menu that was so delicious sounding but it was only specials for dinner-time L. We rested for 10 minutes, allowing ourselves to rest our filled & satisfied bellies before heading out to the Rye Beach which was a few minutes walk away. It wasn’t such an attractive beach, despite having clean sand and clear, still water. The sand was so obviously artificial, the various coloured sands were all on display, from white to crunchy golden, to a gloomy grey in the water (reminded me of going yabby catching with my dad in the paddocks when I was a kid). The beach was perfect for family outings, safe for kids to splash around in. We then headed over to Rye Ocean Beach, which was in the opposite direction, on the other side of the peninsula. I loved Rye Ocean Beach. The waves were incredible! The water was beautiful and the sand was flawless! There were however quite a few rock formations that I knew would be hazardous and were going to be problematic if we went in too deep later on. The weather had not picked up, it had instead gotten colder and cloudier. We still stripped off our clothes and splashed around in the shallow waters, built some sandcastles and watched the sun aaaaalmost set, before the clouds gathered and hid it. When the cold became unbearable, we called it a day and headed home. After having dinner in, we put on some movies and fell asleep really early.
The next morning I was so excited to start the day and was desperate to get out to the beach and play in the sun. However, both of us being huge fans of mini golf, we decided to go play some mini-golf early and head back to Rye Ocean Beach. I think Josh and I were up about 9am, made ourselves a filling breakfast, and headed off to Top Fun on the Nepean. The mini gold course was part of an arcade, which I really didn’t want to spend any money on. But of course I spotted the most awesome, oversized sun glasses and so, we chose a game that was a quick and easy 120 tickets and BAM, 2 awesome, oversized sunnies J. Just as the last time we played, I was winning, and then halfway through Josh came back and beat me in the end, even though I forced him to wear the oversized sunnies while playing. The sun was starting to burn up, but there was a breeze so it wasn’t that bad. We quickly drove over to Rye Ocean Beach, ( I may have sped a little) and raced down to the waters. There was so much sand and it was so soft, that walking through proved to be a challenge! I dreaded the walk back up the steep hill of sand... There were so many rocks so we had to choose a spot wisely. I liked how the rocks were spaced apart, as if the in between were private to only us. The sun was nice and hot the entire time we were there. I thought if the weather improved, the waves would ease up but I realized it was due to the rocks beneath the water that cause its violent thrashing, and was the reason the beach attracted to many surfers. I loved the waves! The waves were so strong and huge, even when we were in the shallow part, waves would come crashing over our head. So we thought it were best to no venture in too deep. It was so refreshing every time the waves crashed on to us. I could feel the coolness seep into my flesh and touch my bones. I LOVED IT. I loved the coolness of the water. I loved the aqua/teal gradient of the water – it made me so thirsty looking at it, even now, it’s making my mouth water. I did not want to leave. This was without a doubt the best beach ever. Kicks Anglesea’s ass any day. After a few hours, we reluctantly left and decided to see if there was any fuss at Gunnamatta Beach... And I think it may just have been as good or better. We only stayed for a little while before heading off back home for lunch. We wanted to head to the Enchanted Maze Gardens near Arthurs Seat.
However, when we arrived at there, it was almost 5pm – an hour and half till close and It was recommended that we have 3 hours to explore place to satisfaction. So we turned around postponed the maze and went searching for other adventures. We drove up to Arthurs Seat and reached a view overlooking the peninsula. We took the Arthurs Seat Circuit Walk through the bushes, reaching Chapmans Point just off a curving road. The view of the peninsula got better and better. We continued to climb towards the summit until coming across Matthew Flinders Cairn. It was unreal knowing that such the explorer had been at that point, ad he did it minus the roads, tracks and trails too I’d imagine. Further on, we passed through the Seawind Gardens and discovered set another point overlooking the peninsula. The garden wasn’t anything extraordinary, but I sure felt the wind from the sea all up in my hair. We began to make our way to the end of the circuit and decided to visit the lighthouse at Cape Schnack.
Which upon arrival, it was clear it had already closed. Intrigued by some signs to unheard places though and fuelled with a hunger for adventure, we jumped out of the car and trudged up the hill. ‘Pebble Beach’ the sign read. All I could think of was my backyard, where grape sized pebbles covered the ground where my playground stood. The track towards Pebble Beach was on the edge of the hill – a wrong foot to the side would have led to quite a tumble and fall. Being on the edge allowed us to view the landscapes on our way up. And we did get up, it was a series of wooden stair cases decending the hill leading us to Pebble Beach. There were a few closed off tracks from the one we were on. You could tell that the previous tracks were dangerous, leading to rocks where waves were thrashing furiously, or heights where the rocks were unstable. It would have been fun to climb, and worth it to see the waves up closer. From a distance, I could tell that the beach was definitely pebbly but it wasn’t till we were on the shore that I was in disbelief at the size of these so called pebbles. They were huge! It hurt to walk on, especially with my weak havianas. We explored both sides of the beach. I collected a heap of pretty shells and pebbles while Josh looked for some crabs & other life forms. The cold began to kick in so we headed back to our house, and called it a night. We cleaned and tidied the house, packed in preparation for the checkout in the next day.
In the morning, we packed everything into the car hurriedly because we didn’t want to waste any time before the trip was over. We drove up to Sorrento, and looked for a place in town to have some breakfast. We came across what I reckon is the best toy store I’ve ever been to. I love quirky, cosy stores in small towns – you don’t find them in the city. It was called Geppeto's Workshop. There were so many toys I wanted! Music boxes! GAH! After a few laps we stopped at Just Fine Food, which is apparently famous for its Vanilla Slice. It had newspapers on the front windows with articles of how spectacular this vanilla slice was. Josh and I both had the big breakfast and of course tried the vanilla slice. And it was so good. Crispy pastry on top, generously dusted with icing sugar, cool and rich vanilla cream, with a crispy jam base. After a good rest, we made our way to the end of the peninsula but found that it was blocked off. The area was ( and still is?) used for military purposes, and the bush was filled with unexploded bombs. We had to wait for a tour bus, or follow the tracks. The bus had just left so we opted for a stroll in the bush. It wasn’t until a kilometre later that we realized the walk would last much longer than anticipated. We didn’t have enough time so we headed back and continued to the Enchanted Maze.
The Enchanted Maze was filled with a heap of gardens, variety of mazes, and brainteasers designed in the land. I had never been in a maze before and was excited to turn on my good sense of coordination, bearings and natural instincts. We were instructed to search for 5 different Buddha statues and find our way to the centre of the maze to the Japanese Garden. It was like a treasure hunt. It was so frustrating coming across the same Buddha statues, but exciting every time we found new ones. We were also racing against the clock as well, because we still had the entire garden to explore. When we finally completed our task, we left and explored a series of gardens – shaped hedges, marble statues, tiled pictures, recycled metal sculptures, and the brainteasers. There were a few mazes that were different from one another. I was curious as to how the 3D maze was going to work. They gave us 3D glasses upon arrival. The maze was inside a building where fluorescent glow-in-dark paint was in the form of frightening creatures on the black walls. There was one room that really rattled me. It was a corridor, with a ramp connecting one side to the other. Around the ramp though, the walls, ceiling and floor were revolving. The 3D effect was so cool but so scary! It felt so real – the creatures were moving and coming to get me. The revolving of the corridor was really clever; it made me really dizzy and left me walking like a drunk. Josh had to hold onto me so I wouldn’t fall so much. Finally, we climbed up towards the tube slides. They were huge slides placed on a sloping hill. You had to drag your inflatable doughnut to the top, plop your bottom in, and they would push you off and you would slide down, spinning out of control. The kids were screaming so much (the loved it). The climb to the top and dragging of my doughnut (both of them) in the heat was such a workout. But it was worth it. Apparently I screamed and screeched so loud everyone stopped and stared. Glad I could attract an audience J. Josh loved it, he was laughing the whole way down, even when he was dragging his doughnut back, he was still laughing. And then, the day was finally over, and It was time to drive back to Melbourne.
I would choose to drive to the beaches on this end over the Geelong and the Great Ocean Road beaches any day. The drive along Great Ocean Road is much more scenic though. But the beaches, sand and water definitely take the cake.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
Live. Love. Let Go.
Charlie St. Cloud.
Teaches you, to live, you need to let go of some things you hold most dear.
Or.
You just can't have it both ways.
One day.
Worlds I have only dreamed of visiting.
Florence, Italy.
Nepal.
I can't wait to conquer the world.
The Sailor from Gibraltar.
Current digest :
"Yes, you need the litte things," he said. "But in life, just being contented isn't enough. Now and again you need something more, don't you?"
"What?"
"Happiness. That's what loves for isn't it?"
"I don't know."
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Let your hair down.
I've always wondered how my cousin manages her journeys across far distances on her own. Doesn't she grow bored and lonely? Scared even, at the thought of having no one to help at hand. It all sounds very poetic and liberating to pack up your things, get in the car, and go where the road takes you. But when she tells me she has driven to the bushlands and taken refuge in her car not one, but two nights alone, I've been a little concerned. I guess I would have to experience that freedom myself to understand how she could muster up the courage to do that.
I went for a drive with Josh before, and I couldn't stop driving. At this very moment, the summer breeze is whipping around like violent waves in the sea. It feels so nice. We drove out to grab some refreshing slurpees and I decided to take the extra, extra, extra long way home. Plenty of block rounders and u-turns to extend my drive. But it was the drive home after I dropped Josh off at home that something kicked in.
I had all of my windows wound down, letting the wind whip against my face and all up in my hair. I had Eagle Eye Cherry's Save Tonight playing at a high volume and was singing my heart out to it. I felt so free spirited and was tempted with thoughts of driving off to Angelsea instead of coming home, instead of coming back to go to work in the morning. So tempting.
My longing for a roadtrip is now stronger than ever.
I went for a drive with Josh before, and I couldn't stop driving. At this very moment, the summer breeze is whipping around like violent waves in the sea. It feels so nice. We drove out to grab some refreshing slurpees and I decided to take the extra, extra, extra long way home. Plenty of block rounders and u-turns to extend my drive. But it was the drive home after I dropped Josh off at home that something kicked in.
I had all of my windows wound down, letting the wind whip against my face and all up in my hair. I had Eagle Eye Cherry's Save Tonight playing at a high volume and was singing my heart out to it. I felt so free spirited and was tempted with thoughts of driving off to Angelsea instead of coming home, instead of coming back to go to work in the morning. So tempting.
My longing for a roadtrip is now stronger than ever.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
The Naked & Famous - Young Blood
We're only young and naive still
We require certain skills
The mood it changes like the wind
Hard to control when it begins
The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Can't help myself but count the flaws
Claw my way out through these walls
One temporary escape
Feel it start to permeate
We lie beneath the stars at night
Our hands gripping each other tight
You keep my secrets hope to die
Promises, swear them to the sky
The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
As it withers
Brittle it shakes
Can you whisper
As it crumbles and breaks
As you shiver
Count up all your mistakes
Pair of forgivers
Let go before it's too late
Can you whisper
Can you whisper
Can you whisper
Can you whisper
The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
We require certain skills
The mood it changes like the wind
Hard to control when it begins
The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Can't help myself but count the flaws
Claw my way out through these walls
One temporary escape
Feel it start to permeate
We lie beneath the stars at night
Our hands gripping each other tight
You keep my secrets hope to die
Promises, swear them to the sky
The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
As it withers
Brittle it shakes
Can you whisper
As it crumbles and breaks
As you shiver
Count up all your mistakes
Pair of forgivers
Let go before it's too late
Can you whisper
Can you whisper
Can you whisper
Can you whisper
The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Exhausted.
I always get to a point when I'm just tired of trying. I want to give up, not because it isn't worth it or wasn't but simply just because I have no strength to endure anymore disappointments. I have my fair share of closeted disappointments already -I don't need to add any more. But how do i give up. How do i just stop. And do I really want to. I don't want any regrets or feeL guilty when I look back - The past would be such an unpleasant place to visit if it were full of regrets - I havent been able to figure any of these questions that have been throbbing in my mind for .. who knows. But my fucking brain is on the verge of being fried. Set myself a date, deadline and by then .. by then I still will be hoping and trying pathetically. Because as much as I want to grow some balls, I am a sucker for second, third, fourth .. chances. Lets just say I'm extremely persistent then, in the best way too of course.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
I wish I was brave.
I spend so much time dreaming. Or pretending everything is a dream, wishing how things could be instead of confronting and facing or accepting what is right in front of me. I watch movies and see the hero characters stepping up to harsh realities and wish so badly & desperately that I could do the same in my everyday battles of petty problems. There are days where I get up and miraculously motivate myself to get out of bed and face the day, but when it's a day where I am intimidated by the possibility of failure, I cower under my sheets and slowly and patheticly make an attempt to be productive. I want to be able to deal with eveyrthing head on, with confidence - NO FEAR. I need something real to inspire me. Not magazines, or videos or youtube clips. Real inspiration. I don't remember the last time I was truly inspired.
I wish I was more independant.
I want to be stronger.
I need to be braver.
I wish I was more independant.
I want to be stronger.
I need to be braver.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Teenage Dream.
You think I'm pretty
Without any make-up on
You think I'm funny
When I tell the puch line wrong
I know you get me
So I'll let my walls come down, down
Before you met me
I was a wreck
But things were kinda heavy
You brought me to life
Now every February
You'll be my valentine, valentine
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We'll be young forever
You make me
Feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's runaway
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
Saturday, July 3, 2010
This is Bliss.
You make me smile like the sun,
fall out of bed
Sing like bird,
dizzy in my head
Spin like a record,
crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool,
forget how to breathe
Shine like gold,
buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you
can drive me wild.
Oh, you make me smile
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Grill'd my Cravings.
Watching Masterchef lately has made me crave for pasta. Finally got to indulge in some at La Porchetta. As you can see, I got a little excited with my vegetarian ravioli. I don't usually eat pasta with mushroom sauce or carbonara but I love it with Joshs gnocchi.
Went and got some Grill'd after my premlimnary presentaitons Tuesday. MMMM, loving the Summer Sunset. Tried the Tuscan Delight, not so great.
Went and got some Grill'd after my premlimnary presentaitons Tuesday. MMMM, loving the Summer Sunset. Tried the Tuscan Delight, not so great.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
That time of the year.
Tan 'leather' jacket mum bought for me on bridge roaf for $39.
Over-sized knit for $8 from Savers.
Sunflower knitted cardi $4 from Salvos.
Over my many mad splurges at Diva, this is me cutting down. Love this time of the year though, despite my dresser overflooding with accessories I can never get enough. And I think its me expressing my desperate need to shop, like really shop.
2 x set of bangles
3 X necklaces
3 x rings
= :) ... (Orginal Price $172)
Over-sized knit for $8 from Savers.
Sunflower knitted cardi $4 from Salvos.
Over my many mad splurges at Diva, this is me cutting down. Love this time of the year though, despite my dresser overflooding with accessories I can never get enough. And I think its me expressing my desperate need to shop, like really shop.
2 x set of bangles
3 X necklaces
3 x rings
= :) ... (Orginal Price $172)
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Oh passion, where art thou?
I've been so lost lately. I'm always lost, but this time it's in regards to my passion and future in design. I am in my third year at RMIT undertaking a bachelor of design in Interior Design. In year 12, it's not what I wanted, but somehow my initial desire to be an architect, at present doesn't seem to be a good idea anyway. I loved and would like to think that I was fairly talented in graphic design and photography. At least my passion for it burned very brightly. I don't recall being very excited with my architectural assignments I did in visual & communication classes. Only the graphic components.
The past few years I've found it really hard to motivate myself to do work. I'd love to be an architect and an interior designer. The title no doubt sounds grand, and being equipped with the skills and knowledge in this discipline of design would indeed be verrrry verryyy, very awesome. I come across a range of interior and architectural works and everytime, I would burn with inspiration. But not motivation. I get excited about it. But when it comes to uni, I can never bring enough to the table. I am always missing some element in the process or whatever.
It seems though, just the past 2 weeks, I've made a turn. From doing very badly in my midsemester presentation, my tutors Jhana and Rosie have said that I'm much more enthusiastic, showing a lot of excitement, producing great ideas and am speaking confidently for the first time about my work. They're excited to see my end project. So you can imagine how awesome I felt, or am feeling. So yes, I have miraculously found the smallest ounce of motivation and put some effort into working hard. Not long left to go.
Tmrw : One presentation down
Friday: Handing in of the second presentation
Monday: Second presentation down
Tuesday: Preliminary presentation down
June 11th : Final presentation .. (Folios on the 18th of June)
The past few years I've found it really hard to motivate myself to do work. I'd love to be an architect and an interior designer. The title no doubt sounds grand, and being equipped with the skills and knowledge in this discipline of design would indeed be verrrry verryyy, very awesome. I come across a range of interior and architectural works and everytime, I would burn with inspiration. But not motivation. I get excited about it. But when it comes to uni, I can never bring enough to the table. I am always missing some element in the process or whatever.
It seems though, just the past 2 weeks, I've made a turn. From doing very badly in my midsemester presentation, my tutors Jhana and Rosie have said that I'm much more enthusiastic, showing a lot of excitement, producing great ideas and am speaking confidently for the first time about my work. They're excited to see my end project. So you can imagine how awesome I felt, or am feeling. So yes, I have miraculously found the smallest ounce of motivation and put some effort into working hard. Not long left to go.
Tmrw : One presentation down
Friday: Handing in of the second presentation
Monday: Second presentation down
Tuesday: Preliminary presentation down
June 11th : Final presentation .. (Folios on the 18th of June)
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Hectic ..
.. Is the the almost perfect way to describe the state of everything at the moment. This coming week is the last week of class for uni, and then for most uni-goers swotvac weeks begins, counting down towards midyear exams. For those design students like myself, its cramming as much tutorials and working towards preliminary presentations, final hand-ins and minor presentations, AND THEN pulling our best efforts together for the final presention. After that, its pretty much exhibtion and the handing in of the semesters portfoilo, easily done.
I've got so much to do, yet the number of things swimming around madly in my mind would resemble some sort of a massive traffic conjestion. At least after this week, it will be two less classes to worry about - sort of.
I can't wait for it to slow down, for it to stop.
I can't wait for freedom to hit.
I can't wait to get away.
I've got so much to do, yet the number of things swimming around madly in my mind would resemble some sort of a massive traffic conjestion. At least after this week, it will be two less classes to worry about - sort of.
I can't wait for it to slow down, for it to stop.
I can't wait for freedom to hit.
I can't wait to get away.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Progress
It takes one bad or crap thing to lose sight of the good things in life. Well for me it does. Once that streak of lovely events comes to a sudden halt, I dive into a repetitive state of pessimism and negativity. Not because its easier than confronting everything, but just because I do. I am with great shame, weak. However, I can proudly say that the duration of these morbid periods are becoming shorter and shorter. That is progress right? Whats that quote or saying .. Some progress is better than none at all. - Or somethings, are better than nothing.
Apart from the shittiness recently, I'm rediscovering my long lost passion for design (touch wood - lets see how long this lasts) and I'm doing better in uni. On friday I had my best tutorial all semester. Maybe I can aim high this time and for once I actually believe that it is possible for me to achieve that.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Monbulk
A rural town just out of Belgrave, Victoria, that I've been exploring for a project.
Very nice place to get away to. God knows I need to get away.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
A song Josh played for me
It's okay to have scars, they will make you who you are
It's okay to have fear, as long as you're not scared of coming here
And in the middle of the night, just call if you wanna talk
'Cause you know that I wanna talk too
It's not bad of you to think of what might go wrong
But you can't blame me for secretly hoping that I'll prove you wrong
It's okay that I pray that you will miss your flight
And have to stay with me another night
And it is brutal, it's brutal, why can't you see
It's brutal, it's brutal, where have you been
'Cause we're far apart and my lonely heart
Finds it hard to get through the night
You pull me out of the dark and now it's light
You pull me out of the dark and now it's light
When we're out in the market and out on the streets
I've got a pocket full of problems and a pocket full of seeds
Hoping something good might grow out of this mistletoe
And I won't have to erase your memory
I like the way that our arguments stop when we fall asleep
And the way that your body feels when it's wrapped around me
And I'd like it if you made it to mine by Christmas Eve
So you can hold me
And we'll watch Christmas TV
Monday, May 3, 2010
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