Rachel McAdams

I adore Rachel McAdams. She's talented to the moon and back 5 times and I think her an inspiration. Every single one of her movies I could watch with perfect happiness, the girl can do no wrong! She's seemingly immune to the haunting curse of movies that flop .. hopefully not to jinx her or anything. Wait, I'm not even superstitious.. But that's beside the point. Umm, so, Rachel McAdams for president?

"I wanted to be a secretary, I love paper clips and staplers"

2:02am

It's 2:02am and I'm relatively bored. I could sleep which may rescue me from my zombie-ish behaviour, but sleep is for the weak and my eyes can take the burning. Edward doesn't rest so why should I? The tennis is on: Federer vs Roddick. I would update you on the score but I don't understand how it works and the chances of it meaning anything to you are slim to none. But I do know that the tennis court's green to brown ratio is shameful. England needs to grow better grass. I take that back.. You'd think me a hypocrite if you saw the state of my backyard

Here is what a tennis court should look like and exactly what the Wimbledon court didn't. Green huh? Almost blindingly so

Dear New York,

I'm coming, sooner or later. Lock up your sons. Central Park and The Museum of Natural History, Times Square and the Empire State Building - I want it all. As well as the Statue of Liberty, which was the symbol of hope for European immigrants during the late 1800's - Mhm, sometimes I listen in history. Maybe it'll symbolise that for me...

The Time Traveler's Wife

This is the book I'm currently isolating myself from the rest of society with. It's called The Time Traveler's Wife and it's written by Audrey Niffenegger. I'm currently up to page 12 and I think I'm falling in love

Boys on Motorbikes

I have an announcement. Often I create obsessions for myself and to many it seems a regular, quite insignificant little phase. But for the love of all that is holy I am serious about this new fiery one of mine:
Boys on motorbikes. If you're sexy and can ride a motorbike, I will certainly contemplate spending the rest of my life with you


Exhibit A: (please disregard Harrison Ford..)



Exhibit B:

Aussie Rules

More often than not, I hate football. I hate the atmosphere, I hate the commentary, I hate the stupid terminology. But when Geelong are playing, boy do I get fired up. I get surprisingly frustrated and impatient if they're losing, which often turns into frequent cursing at the opposition. My family are confused by my passionate outbursts. But I do love Jimmy & when he gets the ball, my little heart melts

Crap, I miss it

I'm listening to a particular piece of instrumental music right now that pulls me straight back to the 2008 end of year holidays, and I'm now missing that time with all my heart. I almost feel like I'm back there though - I'm sitting right about where I might've been, alone like I would've been, at a time I would've been awake. In the early hours of the morning when my family's asleep, I would've been watching LCSsings on Youtube, re-reading my Twilight books, learning the keyboard, watching Rob Pattinson interviews and smiling to myself, or researching Rent until my eyes were burning from being so tired. Then I'd glance up at the clock and chances are it'd be something like 4:00am. That time is imprinted in my mind. I was so happy during those holidays, even though it was my enemised season of Summer. I really hope I'm creating something memorable right now like I evidently was almost 7 long months ago.

See? Didn't I look happy?

Malaysia 'O9

This, my friend, is where I'm headed to in September/October 2009. They call it Malaysia and it's gonna be fantastic. I'm psyched to ride elephants! I also wanna jet ski it along the Malaysian waters like a navy seal. It'll be great. I just wish my sister could come so that it'd be a true family holiday. But I'll bring you home a monkey Clare, I love you!

Michael Jackson

Video footage of his concert rehearsal 2 days before his death shows that Michael Jackson was still an absolute legend, embodying talent beyond the expectations of the music industry from the age of 5 to the age of 50. Rest in peace MJ, love you

Year 11 Camp

I ate too many pringles and broke the camp's swing but it wasn't bad hey. During the solo reflection in the bush I saw a tree that looked like a dinosaur, saw a tree that looked like a transformer, was intimidated by a kangaroo that made eye contact with me, and got to count the stars as they appeared; that was ace. I also loved the bonfire for a couple different reasons. All in all, nice work Logue Brook

Into The Wild

K so I've been told I love every movie I see, and despite the fact that I disagree no matter when I'm accused of such nonsense, on this particular occasion I am so not kidding when I declare this movie to be honestly amazing. It's a true story and it's one of such raw content, it took me by surprise. I love that it's so artsy and has that "Cannes Film Festival" kind of atmosphere that allows it to be so individualistic. Oh and Emile Hirsch is mindboggling! That young man is talent and a half, plus he has the face that makes a girl's cheeks blush in the most Bella of ways. Okay so it's "Into The Wild" now go watchy quick smart!

Changed My Life

I believe from the bottom of my heart that I would be a poorer person if I hadn't have had the Twilight saga experience. Steph Meyer, your influence is so profound. Thankyou for sharing Edward with the planet

Inspiration in an Image

System of Time

I hate the system of time. I hate how it drags, how it slows. I hate how it passes, how it flies. There'll be a point in time where I want nothing more but to fast track my way through, only to then reach my metaphorical destination and wish upon every single star in the stretch of sky for there to be a way to stop time, just for a minute, for a day or two. But "time passes, even when it seems impossible, even when each tick of the clock aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes evenly, in strange lurches and dragging dulls, but pass it does. Even for me." And you can't hold on to anything forever; it'll leave you, and as upsetting as it sounds, that's what forces us to be passionate about life and the beauty within it - the idea that we know time is forever passing, forever inevitable, and forever untouchable. So we learn to embrace. But I do wish to believe in all the time travel theories out there, I do hope to believe that there could be some crazy way to revisit your past.

Rent (1996 - 2OO8)

I love the musical Rent, ah it's love. I became obsessed with it over the 2008 end of year holidays. I watched the movie version - friggin ace - and then youtubed broadway clips and I was inspired. It's the only musical I can truly tolerate and learning every single lyric off by heart reinforces that. Gosh I love it, it's real and it's of substance.

"There's only us, there's only this, forget regret, or life is yours to miss. No other road, no other way, no day but today"