New hat. Wheeeeeeee. Thank you Urban Outfitters.
Goooooood mornin’ LA!
I’m so jet-lagged right now… I’m kinda delirious shakin’. (hence picture sans any sort of pep)
I sat next to two kiddies Archie and Henry on the flight here… they were watching Summer Heights High.. hehe. Kinda makes me internally chuckle.
OMG ICE MAGIC.
New eyes and more lists.
Soooooo busy. Last six months of crazy sickness, surgery*, school, work etc etc.
I am finally off to LA for a much needed break (!!!). Someone tie me to a bed and force feed me relatively healthy food and tuck me in tight?**
I’m LE TIRED.
*Yeah I should have asked for a boob job while I was getting skin cancer removed from my back. <—-I kid, I kid.
** Coffee, Red Bull all sorts of french pastries is a diet yes… but not a CSIRO approved diet I think. Nicole diabetes runs in the family!
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P.S
PEOPLE BE SUN SMART AND SLIP, SLOP, SLAP the damn sunscreen this summer ok? Promise? Good. Here’s a cookie.
x
New glasses. The ladies at the store thought I was cuh-razy for choosing these.
Fashion tip no. 1: Always leave room for ambiguity.
oooohhhhh yeahhhhhh.
Boys with Girlfriends by Meiko.
I’m sick. (!!!!!!)*
Feel free to send lavender macarons, Australian native flowers or french stockings.
* My sister said to me. “Nicole there’s a reason why you are sick.” All work and no sleep too much play I think. Thank goodness for my Monday designated sleep day. Now to rest… how do I rest? Sleep is for the weak. Sleep is such a waste of time!… ok so I sound like your typical type A over achiever always getting sick on the holidays. FML.
Thank you brain for being so kind! After months of academic abuse training I would like to thank you and promise to feed you with green leafy vegetables, recreational reading and endorphins.
Most of you probably will not understand this whole post… but if you have ever done English Linguistics at university level you will TOTALLY understand.
P.S I believe that if you can study via correspondence you can do anything*. Man-o-manowitz this semester has been tough.
So much to celebrate! Lovin’ life and would love to share. (Breaks plastic crown like in Mean Girls.)
*By correspondence that is… cough. cough. say what?
Sometimes it gets a little overwhelming.
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People wanting more and more of your words, your opinions, your answers.
I’m still not used to the attention. I’m not sure if I will get used to it. The scariest part is seeing people transform right before your very eyes once they realise who you are. I liken it to The Lord of the Rings… the effect of the ring itself. That physical transformation from not caring who you are to an over enthusiastic smile, more Cheshire cat then grandma with chicken soup and a blanket.
You’d think it would be great for my ego, but I find it all a little unnerving. I am in no means ungrateful for support. It’s just all new to me that’s all.
