Photo by Tim Bish I’ve always been an emotional one. When I was ten years old I used to cry at the Australian Cricket Team’s promotional videos because apparently I was just “so overwhelmed with patriotism”. From that day on I’ve always been a weeper. So here is a list of all the things that make me cry (love a good list): – inspirational videos on … Continue reading Cry Me A River
Photo by William Iven Now, as school is getting towards the pointy end, studying has become quite full on, but sometimes I feel studying has become synonymous with procrastinating. I’ve recently done a post about procrastination, but hopefully now I’ve become one step further to conquering this beast….. I’ve deleted Facebook, Instagram and Snapchat. Yep. I’ll just let that sink in for a bit. … Continue reading Faceless
Photo by Elizabeth Lies William Shakespeare once famously said “the pyjamas maketh the man“. I agree so greatly. There is something rather magical about pyjamas and the thought of spending the day in them brings everlasting happiness. So that’s what Moy and I decided to do. I’m not talking wearing some cute little sexy lingerie that you bought with your Mum at Victoria’s Secret … Continue reading The Perks of Wearing Pyjamas
Photo by Ben White Today was our final assembly for Term 3, and yours truly (Liz and I) sung a welcome speech about ‘expecting the unexpected’. Words and lyrics were entirely by us, admittedly we borrowed the tune from Adele but I hope she doesn’t mind. It was something out of the ordinary, it was unexpected, and potentially got people a little confused and conflicted. … Continue reading Expect the unexpectEd!
Photo by Eric Rothermel P for procrastination, incase you were wondering. Lord, taking on the International Baccalaureate over the past 2 years has made me an absolute queen of procrastination. This is quite evident by the fact that I’m writing this post because I’m putting off doing some music homework. Over my schooling years, I’d like to think I’ve quite perfected this art of procrastination. … Continue reading You can call me Queen P