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ATTEMPTED AMBITION BLOG

ATTEMPTED AMBITION BLOG

ATTEMPTED AMBITION BLOG

ATTEMPTED AMBITION BLOG

ATTEMPTED AMBITION BLOG

ATTEMPTED AMBITION BLOG

At the weekend, my boyfriend and i took a little mini-holiday away from the harsh realities of melbourne across the ocean to hobart, tasmania. This was my first time being there, and i must say, i want to buy a house and move there this instant! Basically, hobart is a beautifully preserved old town. I could wonder around the CBD for hours and be content.

We drove to the top of a mountain and ambled around in a cloud, we dined on delicious cheeses and breads, we stayed in an art hotel, we got lost in Mona art gallary, and drank fine wines. I have to admit, our relationship is very heavily based on food.

Back to reality now, but the holiday was well needed, i'm feeling much more refreshed now. Especially when thinking the next time i'll be at melbourne airport is in less than three months, off on a solo journey to europe. I cannot wait!

I've always thought i would get into writing, you know, as a career. But these days i fear i've got nothing left to write about. It doesn't feel like i'm just going through a writers block, it seems everything i write is nothing special to me. I've taken a liking to my new camera, and i cannot wait to make a movie with it. Maybe in life you continue to grow, and i'm growing out of writing, and into film.

The weather is really starting to show a glimpse of spring. The birds are out calling out to their mates and believe it or not, the sun is shinning and warming our pale skins. It's a nice change from the rain and seeing ones breath in the air. And what better way to celebrate the beginning of a new season than with cider? I can't think of one.

I'm stuck in a point in my life where i need some sort of advice, but not sure where to source it. Sometimes you've got to offer advice to yourself, and the best thing you will ever do is take it, and learn from it.

Dear me, Stop worrying about the future, and what you one day will be, for the most interesting people in the world didn't know, and probably still don't know. Play it as it comes, because you are who you are. Mostly, enjoy who you are, and what you look like. You look your best when you're happy, enjoy your body and your looks, for you will only age more graceful if you respect yourself.

August through images.

It started with a new camera, making pasta, carpeting my room, a horrible week which included my dog having surgery. 

Life has been busy recently, but it's beginning to slow down. I realised I need to get my priorities straight, so I'm getting back into writing, as well as taking pictures. I even bought myself a decent camera.

Happy first day of spring.

The fierce ocean screams to me, it begs me to feel its piercing cold, and allow it to caress my soft shivering body. Loneliness feels obsolete, as the ocean cries, I can hear it whisper my name. I give in to the calls, and become engulfed in my own demise. Suffocating from this dream-like state, it becomes obvious this is what i always wanted, yet never could find. The cold surrounds my body, and i no longer feel pain, yet a sensation of freedom rushes over my pale skin, as i take my last gulp of delicate air.

A roadtrip away to the coast for a week, with the cool winter air chilling our souls, and the warmth of laughter illuminating our bodies.

I'm going away with my girlfriends for a week, just to get away from melbourne and relax for a bit. Should be very cold, but we'll drink plenty of wine and dance till our bodies are warm and we're smiling from ear to ear.

The world seems so small when viewed from above, and everything seems rather close together. I wonder if a tall person would view the world differently than a short person. I will never know though.

I have had such a wonderful birthday this year, with so much love from my family and friends. I'm very grateful.

A lot has changed this month. I feel completely and utterly stuck, and frustrated at myself for getting so upset by this. I need to start using my spare time wisely, enjoying the things i love. I need to figure myself out.

How sad. I believe i was born in the wrong era.

Dreams of being something more than you already are.

ph: stephanie alves

I've been a complete hermit recently, and i don't think it's just because of my uni work that's piled up on me, i just simply want to sit in my comfy clothes and drink hot chocolates in a warm house with my love.

you + me = us.

Constantly surrounded, crowded, overflowing. I seek refuge, my bed is my savior. The calming shades of white, and grey. The familiar smells. My bed is where i dream of unknown lands, and unachievable opportunities. I dream i can fly, i can speak every language, there is no need for a career, or to own my own car. The weight of the heavy doona against my warm body sends me into a complacent slumber, where i can dream up stories of exotic lands. When i wake, i am aware it is absurd living within my conscience mind forever, and i begin my day.

Crystal Castles - Pap Smear.

Photo via annette pehrsson. 

Sometimes life really does get you down. And you can't see what will pick it back up. Unaware of why everything is so irritating, and why this irritation turns into complete melancholy. All i crave is for someone to hold me, and tell me 'everything will be fine, you'll get through this'. I am aware the world does not revolve around me, and that there are others who are worse off. But sometimes, i wish i knew what would make me happy.

It's getting colder. The rain begins to fall, and the air feels like ice against our soft cheeks. Life becomes slow paced, and the warmth of beds is comforting. Warm tea soothes our wind grazed throats. Our boots stop our feet from getting wet. And that rare moment of sunshine between rainfall, casts a beautiful rainbow across our landscape, and we realise we are happy.