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Advice from a stranger.

Published on May 21, 2013 in Advice from a stranger, Awesome Things and Rant. 9 Comments

For reasons unknown, I intermittently get people asking me for advice on Tumblr. I am in no way any expert on anything and have no idea why anyone would ask me for life advice, so this is somewhat confusing for me. Regardless, it’s kind of interesting to read the questions and definitely a nice change from the usual ‘where do I get a black jacket from?’ and the like.

In the last couple of weeks I’ve had a few more ‘life advice’ related questions than usual, and because sharing is caring, I’ve decided to enlist the help of some of my friends when answering the things, hence this (hopefully regularly) post: “Advice from a stranger”.

First up, the following:

“I don’t know how you feel about giving relationship/love advice but hopefully it’s a nice change. I’m your average 21y girl – reasonable looking, smartish, slim, kinda short, brunette etc – ie. nothing intensely wrong with me (I hope..). The trouble is, I have never had a boyfriend or kissed anyone while sober (total= 3 boys, each while both parties were drunk/Sat night in town). I’ve also never slept with anyone and am starting to feel a bit lame about it. I think I’m too scared. Any advice?”

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Highs and Low(e)s.

Published on May 13, 2013 in Highs and Low(e)s and Rant. 7 Comments

Photo/James K Lowe.

Highs:

  1. Oh Lordy Lorde. Ella played her first public Auckland show last week and as I said last time, she was great. I ‘vined’ a couple of things of her singing to show you how good she sounds IRL on an iPhone recording. (Oh yeah, I have Vine – do you? I’m not sure about it yet because I keep forgetting to use it…) So there’s that. Not much else to report on here except go see her and stuff.
  2. On Friday night I went to that teppanyaki restaurant, Daikoku, for dinner. You know, the one where they cook stuff infront of you. I forgot how good it is! I mean, you leave feeling overly full and kind of gross because of all the oil and ‘yum yum sauce’ (butter, egg yolks, cream, other fattening shit) but it’s entertaining as hell. I will be back.
  3. For months I have been reaching maximum capacity in my gmail account. That is 10gb. I’ve been at 99% for so long now, going through and finding old emails with attachments and deleting them to allow for new emails to come in and for new emails to be sent. It’s been so annoying but I’ve been pretty stubborn about paying for an upgrade. That all came apart this morning when I caved and forked out the US$2.49/month for an extra 15gb. I’m now at 41% full and it feels so good.
  4. My brother got me to watch Take Shelter the other night. He is pretty good at movies so I did it and I was impressed. Every frame looks like it could be a still, it’s quite beautiful. It’s also a little confusing and scary. Anyway, have a look-see, let me know what you think.
  5. This article on depression that I found via David Farrier. It’s the least depressing article on depression I have ever read.

Low(e)s:

  1. The rain this last week was insane. So much water. I dislike rain with a passion.
  2. Out of date clothing websites without their collections up, or restaurant websites that don’t have their menus online.
  3. I don’t even know anymore.

Highs and Low(e)s.

Published on May 5, 2013 in Highs and Low(e)s and Rant. 5 Comments Tags: .

An almost empty Margarita at Mexico on Thursday night.

Highs:

  1. I RAN 10KM YESTERDAY FOR NIKE SHE RUNS! More on this later, but in short: It was actually kind of fun, I got to the end! I ran-walked it, I did not die, I did not come last, I did not get blisters, I feel like something is wrong with my left ankle.
  2. The Fraser Suites. Like I said yesterday, an amazing place to stay. If you’re ever planning a trip to Sydney, factor in the Fraser Suites.
  3. The Opening Ceremony x Adidas collection dropped into Area 51 on Tuesday night and there was a shindig for it, complete with Adidas three-stripe cocktails, ready-lawn displays and toffee macarons. My favourite thing? This tennis dress.
  4. It was a week of events because on Wednesday I got to go to this Moet* launch thing at Soul bar – basically if you buy a glass of Moet at Soul bar this month, you get a gold Moet ball which kind of looks like what I think the golden snitch would look like in Harry Potter, except minus the wings. Anyway, 1 in every 5 of the Moet gold balls is a prize, and at the end of the month they are doing a big prize draw and the winner wins a trip for two to bloody Dolphin Island in Fiji – and get this: you have the island to yourselves (and the Dolphin Island staff, obviously). How mental is that?! I can’t tell if it would be awesome or not, I mean, what if you had a fight?
  5. Thursday night was this party at Mexico to celebrate the opening of their new dining room – basically a place where you can now book for 10 or more people (as opposed to not being able to book at all), and as part of the hoo-rah, we got to eat and learn how to make margaritas. WHO THOUGHT BARTENDING COULD BE SO FUN?
  6. In short it was a good ass week for events.
  7. Ate at The Late Night Diner on Ponsonby Road. A couple of things: order the Bacon Croquettes, you won’t regret it. Also, get the homemade lemonade. I was too full to try the Peanut Butter Chocolate Fondant but I’m going to preempt myself and say that you should probably try that too.

Low(e)s:

  1. Okay, so I ran 10km, and I did it in 1 hour and 7 minutes and 40 seconds or something, according to my Nike app, but I don’t have an official race time and I don’t know why! I looked at the results and I my name doesn’t even come up in the search! IT’S LIKE I WAS NEVER THERE AT ALL! *cries, smashes left ankle against wall*
  2. Couldn’t get to sleep last night, the last thing I remember was looking at the clock and it reading 2:30am, then waking up at 6:37am and not being able to sleep then. We checked out of the hotel at 11:00am, so had to occupy ourselves out of the comforts of our rooms for a good 5 hours. I’m dead tired. Could be worse, but.
  3. Currently at airport waiting for delayed flight. So far the delay is only 30 minutes, but you know, it still sucks. I want to go home!

*FYI for those who don’t know already, the ‘t’ in Moet is not silent. It is pronounced. Like, MoeT. Anyway, just saying.

I am learning to run, week 5.

Published on April 29, 2013 in Rant and Running. 3 Comments

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Right. According to my Nike+ app, I did 6 runs this past week but I know for a fact that one of them was a walk so it doesn’t count. At Nike run club on Monday we were given the option of a 6km or 8km run, which was kind of stressful for me because every other time you’ve been able to choose from 6km or 3km. Obviously I opted for the 6km, which went surprisingly okay. I did walk for parts of it though. I’ve decided I’m not one of those people who, when they’re tired, likes to slow down to a really slow run. I like to just stop. I like to fast walk for a bit then run again. I feel like it exerts less energy. I could run-walk-run-walk-run for a really long time, I feel. Much longer than a continuous run.

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Shameful things I’ve done and regretted.

Published on April 25, 2013 in Me, Oh. and Rant. 8 Comments

Some cute photo of IU for Le Coq Sportif I found on Tumblr.

Just because it feels like a confession/oversharing kind of day:
  1. Years ago a bunch of my flatmates and friends and I went and played Laser Strike (aka. laser tag) at Megazone on the weekend. Before I tell you the rest of the story you have to take several things into consideration – firstly, I hadn’t played laser strike since I was a kid, secondly, I was playing in a team with extreme boys, including my xbox-obsessed, pretty competitive boyfriend and our flatmate with the same love for gaming. We were losing against a team of 8-12 year old boys, partly due to the fact that I wasn’t scoring any points. People were getting frustrated – I mean, it’s kind of humiliating when a bunch of kids are owning you in a game, and when one of your team members sucks (ie. me), it can be pretty stressful. I was feeling panicked, and in a brief mental and moral lapse I decided that it would be a good idea to go hard for the one target I knew I could gain points off: a 3 year old boy. I followed that boy around for a good 6 minutes before realising that I was the biggest piece of shit person of all time. Three years old, being followed and shot at by a twenty-something psycho girl. He wasn’t even on his own, he was being led around the maze with his dad. Completely shameful.
  2. I used to drink out of the bottle on the reg at my old flat. Sorry guys.
  3. When I was 15, near the end of year in the middle of school exams my friend Kate and I decided it would be a great idea to get our bellybuttons pierced. For YEARS I had that thing, several years. Even when I started hating it I kept the barbell thing in because I had grown some kind of weird attachment to it and was scared of what would happen if I took it out. Kate was the first to cave, I followed straight after. And not a moment too soon. I still have the scar, and I’m pretty sure the hole hasn’t closed up, it’s just like that forever. Every time I look down at it I feel disgust.
  4. When I was 7 or 8 years old in Room 7 at primary school, I used to get given white Tip-Top bread, butter and ham sandwiches for lunch pretty much every day.( To this day I cannot eat one.) I also used to get a little bag of chips or a cookie, and some kind of fruit. This one particular day was a banana. I didn’t want to eat my banana but I had been forewarned by my mother that if I weren’t to consume it, I would be in big trouble. The teachers were pretty onto it too. I remember once trying to throw my banana in the bin and being reprimanded for it and made to eat it anyway. So anyway, I had a plan. I got my stupid banana and I took it into the girls bathroom and I flushed it down the toilet. No evidence! Or so I thought. Within a couple of hours, it was made clear that the girls bathrooms in our block were, well, blocked. The plumbing was fucked. The teachers were fucked off. They made everyone stay in so they could ask who had put something down the loo. I stayed silent. This went on for a while, and just as I was getting extreme guilt and about to confess, some kid said they’d seen this other girl eating a banana at lunchtime near the bathrooms. She denied it. They reprimanded her anyway. I never spoke up. I am the worst.
  5. One time I kissed another boy when I was dating a guy named Matt. I would’ve been about 18 or 19. I never told Matt, partly because I didn’t feel that guilty and partly because I didn’t want to deal with the consequences. You may be happy to know that karma exists because he found out when I was in the bathroom and he was snooping in my room and read it in my diary.
  6. Oh yeah, I had a diary. :-/

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I am learning to run, week 4.

Published on April 22, 2013 in Rant, Running and Shoes. 4 Comments

The new women's Nike Free 5.0 that I ran in yesterday.

How can it possibly be the end of week 4 already? I don’t want to be clichéd and say ‘time flies’ but time literally does fly. What the hell, man? I now have less than two weeks to go from a piddly 4.5km to 10km. Not cool man, not cool.

This week, like the previous ones, has had its ups and downs. It’s been a bit of a struggle. Firstly, getting back into it after falling off in Sydney wasn’t easy. Mondays 3km felt like the first 3km I ever did and I think running with other people works against me. There’s too much pressure, the crowding, the feeling of others in your general surroundings – it freaks me out. Secondly, the crappy weather has been in full force this week which is not conducive to high levels of motivation to get up and face said elements. Thirdly, the extreme tiredness I’ve been feeling hasn’t helped, but I had a blood test on Friday so we’ll see, maybe I have a legitimate excuse for being lazy.

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