Making a difference

Hey everyone,

It’s been a while since I wrote a good blog I know. I’ve been letting life experiences come at me so I have something entertaining to amuse you all with but now I find myself sitting here trying to think of something interesting going on and apart from dating arseholes, dealing with assignments and dancing, dancing, dancing life is really the same. Unfortunately with tonight what im going to talk about isn’t very funny but I hope im helping in some small way.

My grandfather has just been diagnosed with cancer. It has a big fancy word for it but to me that doesn’t really matter because as soon as we all heard the ‘C’ word we knew it wouldn’t be good. He starts chemotherapy soon in hopes that it will slow it down but we have been told he has less than a year left to spend with us.

I love how positive he’s being. Going through something like this must be the scariest thing in the world but he very rarely shows his concern, in fact, apart from being a little more tired than usual I can hardly tell that he’s sick which is why it’s so frustrating. It really is the silent killer.

My other grandfather passed away from cancer when I was 12 years old so I have seen this happen before although this time it’s a little harder knowing exactly what’s going on. Anyway, the reason for this blog is I want to do something to help. Im sick of just sitting on my arse thinking about my tiny problems when there are so many people suffering from this horrible Illness. I want to organise an event for the beginning of December to raise money to give to the cancer society of New Zealand.

This event is going to be a show seeing as that’s what I know best but I need your help. Im looking for everything from a cheap venue to people that want to do stand-up comedy to food and drinks for the evening. All the profit from this event is going to go to the cancer society and I hope to make just a little bit of a difference to help people like my grandfather get the best possible help. If you are interested in helping with it by showing an act (singing, dancing, comedy) or helping with anything to do with it then please comment under the link iv posted to Facebook or email me.

I know this isn’t going to save my Popa but I’d still like to help out where I can and this event is definitely possible. I have filled out a proposal form and sent it off to them so the planning starts now! Even if you just come and attend the evening by purchasing a ticket you would be helping.

Im sorry that this blog has been a little more serious but it’s a good way of getting the idea out there.

Thanks guys, Get in touch. 

Change

Change scares people.

Take Facebook for example. Its gone from profile pictures to cover photos to timelines to being able to see when a person has viewed your message. And then go ahead and look at the negative feedback on your home page from it. E.g "What the fuck is up with this timeline shit!".

Change means adapting. Adapting can be scary in some situations. Its called life. Deal with it.

Okay so the face book was an example of small change. What about bigger change? Some times its exciting, sometimes scary and sometimes just plain horrible and unwanted. Break ups in relationships for example. No one likes adapting to not having a certain person in their life. But without learning to live without that person you your not living. Its all part of the plan as my dad would say. There's your first day at a new job, or first day of uni. Thats exciting change but it still doesn't stop you from feeling a little sick to your stomach.

Going out of our comfort zone is a big deal for us crazy humans. And that's exactly what change is. It sometimes means you have to feel uncomfortable in order to achieve.

Im not quite sure what made me think of this. Just lying here in my bed reflecting back and seeing how much has changed. Just gotta run with the line "Everything happens for a reason" i guess and hope for the best.

If you sit back and pray for things to stay the same theres no doubt that you will be missing out. A friend told me "you miss 100% of the shots you dont take". I dont think he could be any more spot on if he tried. Cant just be lazy and hope for things to fall into place. Sometimes gotta stare change in the face and say "come at me bitch".

So here's to change, it keeps the world spinning :) Hope you all had a great weekend and heres a goal for you all. Do something that makes you feel a little uneasy tomorrow. Could be good for ya!

Its a girl thing.

What girls do at drinks, before town, at a sleep over or even just hanging out.

1. First of all, you think our albums are filled with photos? Maaaate, you dont even know. We take about 100 more on top of what we have already put. Gotta pick and choose the goodies.
2. At about ten-O-clock just before we go out there's the rush of checking lip gloss, the right amount of body and face bronzer being reapplied, more eye liner to make those eyes pop. All of this being done with about six other girls in the bathroom doing the same thing.
3. We sing. No we dont sing. We scream. And not just the latest top twenty on the charts. Im talking spice girls, aqua and even shania twain.
4. On the way in there's the oh so attractive last minute sculling of the drinks.
5. A classic at sleep overs is prank calling. Dont forget to turn off caller I.D first!
6. If one of you lovely men happen to text one of the girls out of the group, dont just think its her replying... oh no no no, there are definitely about 8 girls replying to this message if its something scandalous or dramatic.
7. We Facebook. Not just at sleep overs or just hanging out. When we are drinking we go on Facebook. Its a must. Checking in is essential.
8. Pretty sure you do this one to boys but we cause silly fights with taxi drivers and pay them less because of their "bad service". This then leads to crazily running down the street (or should i say stumbling) in heels.
9. You know its an ultimate good night when you rip out the heart to hearts. This can be done drunk or sober.
10. Pretty sure at the end of the night we have more of an appetite for maccas than you do after a game of rugby.

Just a quick one tonight guys, im sick and uni is holding me down! Note to self: Not All of these things happen in the one night. :)
 

Teachers Pet

I want you to think about your high school crush. Better yet I want you to think about the teacher you perved on during class to make time go a little faster. I had one particular teacher crush at high school, unfortunately for me he didn’t arrive at my school until my 7^th form year. However, it still made my final year at school much more enjoyable!

I know you’ve all had sneaky crushes on at least one person that has taught you. Whether it was the babe’n twenty-something female that wore tight pencil skirts and loose blouses, or the tall bald man that had such a kind personality and charming way. There’s always something about at least one teacher you have that gets ya.

I’m not going to name names but I will tell you why I had such a crazy crush over this particular teacher of mine. Of course all my close friends and people in the same class will know exactly who I’m talking about but I’m relying on you jokers to keep the giggles to yourself.

I’d just picked up this particular class in my last year and at the beginning I regretted my decision. Before my lovely teacher I had a very evil man teaching me this subject. For starters he didn’t know what the hell he was teaching, had the worst temper and got angry at all of us whenever we asked a question. After numerous complaints about the guy he finally left the school. Now I’m not sure if that was our doing or if he left on his own terms but we were all pretty happy to see the back of him. Then at the beginning of the second term my dream teacher walked through the doors. Hands down, the funniest teacher I’ve ever been in the presence of.

I think it was his humour that got me. Everyone knew within the first two weeks of him being there that I was completely smitten with the guy. And yes, he knew as well. Sometimes I’d put on my acting side and ask him when we were going to get married. One time he brought me lunch and I remember telling everyone that he was definitely interested. It got to the point where my wee obsession over him amused him and he eventually just went along with it.

The only bad thing about this class was he got quite upset at the lack of attention me and three other students gave him when he was trying to teach. It got to the point where he told us he would still mark us present on the role even if we didn’t show up. He said that the rest of the class could then perhaps learn something and we would be less disruptive if we weren’t there. He meant well and of course a small side of him was just teasing us so me and a good friend of mine turned around and told him we would definitely pass the paper. Well, we did better than pass. When we got our exam results back from Cambridge we went into school to show him especially. This was because we both got B’s (I think it was around 75%). He didn’t believe us until we whipped the piece of paper out to prove it. Now he tells his current students that if me and my friend can pass then anyone can.

On the last day of school we played a bit of a prank on him and went and brought some guppies. We put the guppies in his glass of water (he would always ask my friend to go and get him water) and sat back and watched him almost gulp down the guppies. His eyes popped out when he realised what was in his water and the entire class cracked up laughing.

When I go back to strathallan on the odd occasion I always make sure I track him down and give him a big hug.  He had a great combination of fun and seriousness in his class and I think that’s why I adored him so much. Obviously these are only some of the funny moments we enjoyed with him but it’s safe to say some of my best year 13 moments were in fact in that class room.

So there ya go, there’s a nice high school memory I have just shared with ya. Like I said we all had a teacher crush at some point, mine just happened to be when I was 18 years old and almost finished school instead of third form.

Just realised I’ve made it as obvious as I possibly can about who it is so what the hell, here’s a few photos of the hunk himself.

Traffic lights.

Im pretty sure this is one you can all relate to. I wanna talk about things you do in the car. More to the point I wanna talk about what you can do while waiting a set of lights.

1. 100% Of females at some stage have checked themselves out in the mirror while waiting at a set of lights, hell, some even do it while they are driving.
2. Finish that long detailed reply text to your friend/boyfriend/parent that couldn't wait until you'd stopped.
3. Do your make up. Sets of lights are perfect for early mornings if you need time to do your make up before uni or work.
4. Find whatever it is that you dropped under your seat. Your phone, your lip-gloss, your smokes, your gum the list goes on.
5. Perve on the hottie next to you.
6. If your a Trucky, look down into the car next to you and Perve on the chick in the passenger seat. Good view.
7. Change your awesome music fro Celine Dion to westlife. I know we all listen to shameless music in the privacy of our own cars.
8. Eat that pie that was to hard to eat while driving.
9. Get changed - interesting i know, but i have done it before. Very complicated. It involves pulling the lever to push your seat back, and pushing your butt up in the air to try and get your pants on. Usually a horn is tooted from all the fussing about.
10. Try and find some coins so you can make that maccas run.
11. The good old air guitar or drums jam to your fave song.
12. Go on have a pick.. Put your finger up far enough and you might find gold!

Short and sweet tonight folks. Hope ya enjoy.

Mind read.

Ahh gotta love us girls. Saying one thing but really meaning something completely different. Im gunna write some classic examples of what girls say and what they really mean. Guys, if you ever wanna get laid again, i suggest you read.

Girl says: "You dont need to pay for that"
Girl actually means: "I want you to be a gentleman and pay" This is pretty much a test to see how much of a man your going to be on the date. If you pay it shows us your taking it as a serious date. If you go ahead and take it literally and let us pay for our own ticket, dinner or kiwi yo ice cream then we pretty much take that as we are only ever gunna be mates. It can be tricky though, if you have been on a few dates already then we might actually want to pay to show we arent just taking you for all ya have.

Girl says: "Does this make me look fat?"
Girl actually means: "We haven't had a fight in a while." Your best bet is to look completely shocked and say something along the lines of "Babe, are you kidding me?". You have to be careful with this one because if you go and shower her in compliments all she is gunna do is think your trying to drown her with flattery to keep her mouth shut. Another safe way to play this is by completely avoiding the "fat" question and going to her first to tell her she looks good.

Girl says: "Its up to you."
Girl actually means: "You should know the answer to this." She already knows what she wants and she wants to test that you know what she wants as well. Better pray to god you get it right.

Girl says: "Nothing."
Girl actually means "Everything." The classic 'nothings wrong' line. One hundred percent of the time she means something else if she has had actions such as being quiet, looking down a lot, playing with her food, rolling over to not face you in bed leading up to this 'nothing' line. Give her a hug man and tell her your always down for a heart to heart even though you arent. You will get some sweet fun times out of it after.

We are cruel bitches really. Half the things we say need to be decoded. We are like ticking land mines and ya never know when ones gunna blow. Its not like this all the time but when it is, its worse than sitting a test. Good luck fellas, we complain about you a lot but shit I feel sorry for ya. Girls are hard work.

Live in the now.

When we are five we want to be ten, when we are ten we want to be thirteen so we can call ourselves a teenager, when we are thirteen we want to be sixteen so we can have our license, when we are sixteen we want to be eighteen so we can go to town and buy our own alcohol and when we are eighteen we want to be twenty one so we can call ourselves an adult. But now im a couple of months away from that twenty one mark and wowza its come around fast.

I remember when I was thirteen years old, I had a friend who was sixteen. I knew her through family friends of my parents and I always admired her. She was a dancer, just like me, and she seemed so cool purely because she was older. She would tell me about her boyfriends and have a glass of wine with our parents at dinner. I wanted so bad to be that age so I could do those things. What I didn't realise was I had a ten year old watching what I was doing, going out to the mall with friends, starting high school and she was looking up to me in the same way that I looked up to the sixteen year old. I guess my point is as girls we spend a large chunk of our childhood wishing we were older so we were able to do the things that others can.

Well here's a piece of advice for all the youngens out there: Drinking is only great until the next morning, Its actually way better getting parents to drive you everywhere so you dont have to pay for gas, boys are still just as confusing at twenty one as they are at sixteen, being able to wear what you want without your parents saying "Go and cover up your legs (or in my case tits)" isn't that great cause as you get older you just complain more about what you cant wear cause of ya body type, Uni and full time work is hard stuff, high school is bloody awesome. And for all the older ones reading this I know im "still young", just saying iv realised wanting to be older when I was younger is kinda ironic because now id love for just one more day in kindergarten.

I had the coolest times when I was young and every year that I was a teenager something great happened, whether it was my first kiss, my first heart break, the first time I drove by myself or experiencing great anxiety when handing over a fake I.D. Take in being a teenager and dont try and be older than ya are cause in a blink of an eye you'll be in university or working full time and instead of worrying about what your gunna wear to mufti day at school you'll be worrying about when study link is gunna pay ya!

Procrastination.

So im sitting here finding these words to put down so easily yet I cant simply finish off my essay that is due on Thursday. Im not sure if its because iv run out of intelligent things to say or because writing a blog that my friends read is more appealing. Im gunna go with the second option. So here is yet another list and today's list is going to be 10 ways I procrastinate. Some are the obvious choices and some are not. Some even have a positive to the negative.

1. Clean my room (Positive but will no doubt be messy again in 24 hours)
2. Cook food - I use food to say I need energy and fuel for essay writing.
3. Exercise (positive because im getting something good out of it)
4. FACEBOOK - this is the worst form of procrastination from anyone. Dont have yourself logged in because all you'll do is pop up the window after every sentence.
5. Blog time - although this is good for you guys cause you get your daily dose of my bullshit it is not good for me.
6. Play with my cat - its so easy to stray when she starts walking all over my laptop keyboard.
7. Check my horoscope - Am I going to have a good week or not, its always a little scary when you get something like "You have a task at hand but have no interest in following through with it"
8. Go through clothes and chuck some out - giving to charity is way more important than getting a degree.
9. Organise uni books/folders - this is a goodie because you dont feel as guilty when your still doing something involving uni.
10. Completely give up on procrastinating and just going out to lunch with a friend - this will happen because while you were procrastinating you went through all your contacts and asked them what they were doing. Desperate times, desperate measures.

Its so easy to say no to all of these things but ESSAYS ARE BORING! I mean come on who wants to sit inside on a nice day and write an essay. So instead im sitting inside on a nice day writing a blog but hey at least there is no pass or fail on this. Baby Jesus, if you love me, please let me have this as a career in the next few years.

Good luck fellow procrastinators.

(412 words - I need 400 to finish my essay. Why cant it be this easy!)

Love.

The good old heart break poem haha. Felt like writing something soppy. Hope some of you can relate. Have a good weekend my lovely readers.

Occasionally you pop into my mind,
and when you do it lingers for some time.
I didn't know a feeling like this was possible,
Love can lead us to be so irresponsible.

I don't know if you still think about me,
I like to think I left a mark that only you can see.
I find myself at a loss for words,
The image of us is becoming quite blurred.

I guess when your young you give it your all,
You take a silly risk and enjoy the big fall.
You dont think of the future and what lies ahead,
You live in the moment and give your hand to be led.

I hope that occasionally I pop into your mind,
And the love you had is not completely left behind.
Just a message to say im thinking of you,
Really, who wouldn't after all that we've been through.

Kiwi proud.

After looking through someone's photos on good old facey tonight iv got the travelling bug. No not to go and see the world. I will eventually get around to that when iv graduated and everything. The NZ travelling bug. NZ is fucking gorgeous and we take it for granted. Ive seen it all before as my parents were nice enough to show me around when I was a bit younger but shits changed. I can drive, I can walk into a pub without parental guidance and I can do it with my friends.

I wanna go bungee jumping, and drinking in cute vintage pubs that only locals sprinkle through throughout the day. I wanna drive for five hours on end and take stupid pointless photos of the road trip. I wanna buy a flash camera and capture how gorgeous this place really is. Of course iv realised this as summer is coming to a close but hey i can dream. Im making it a goal to go and see NZ a second time round and do a few things i didn't get to do when i was younger. I love road tripping already so why not. Bush walks, jet boating and waterfalls sound a little like me :) Time to save up and do it sometime soon i hope. God our country is gorgeous.

Bit of a bucket list of what i wanna do on this trip that will eventually happen:

1. Bungy Jump
2. Stop at a pub in every big town.
3. Sleep under the stars.
4. Skinny dip in a waterfall
5. Do a bush or mountain walk longer than 2 hours.
6. Watch the sunset... from bluff.
7. Watch the sun rise... from cape reinga
9. Go back to stewart island
10. Have no plan... just drive.

Just a few of the things i wanna do. Night kiwis.

The moment I wake up...

Was lying in bed thinking about having to get up in the morning at 5.30 am to go to uni. And then decided to come up with 10 reasons to get out of bed in the morning. 

1. Everyone needs to pee eventually. After not peeing for a good eight hours that's one of the first morning rituals for me. 

2. To squeeze that pimple that wasn't ready the night before. Gross but true for so many. 

3. Uni. If I didn't go then id get bad attendance and then id fail my course which would lead to not getting a degree and therefore limiting my future career choices big time. Its not that I want to, its that I have to. 

4. If its a Sunday usually I eventually need to run to the toilet to hurl. Dont tell me im gross. I know you all do it. Some lazy bastards keep a bowl by their bed so they Dont have to get up. Smart thinking. 

5. Sounds super lame because I never used to be a cat person but, to see my cat. God I've got a promising future. 

6. Work. The word we all hate. 

7. Its new Years and time to start drinking as soon as you get up. Alcohol wins over sleep ins in this case. 

8. Guys here's one for you. A reason you "get up" (excuse the pun) in the morning? Ya got a chick lying next to ya. Meh, why not. Better put the morning glory to use. 

9. Walk/run time - cant be a fat shit.

10. You've woken up in an unfamiliar bed, with an unfamiliar face next to you and an unfamiliar naked body. Whoop look at that its Sunday and Sunday is family day you tell them. Sorry!

Ten reasons I don't get out of bed: (Very rarely)

1. My phone and charger is right there. 

2. I have a remote for my TV and DVD player. 

3. The joys of being single - my laptop stays on the other half of my bed. 

4. Dark you say? Iv got a bedside lamp bitttttches. 

5. Wanna see if its a nice or rainy day? My curtain is arms length away from me. Rainy day? Dont mind if I do stay in bed another two hours thanks!

6. Cuddles on offer? Why the hell would you get out of bed when there is spooning on the cards. 

7. Its cold. No thanks ill be staying right here!

8. This applies to around 2-5am in the morning: The boogie monster is under my bed. Screw risking that shit for a toilet or water stop. 

9. To all females: Your boyfriend dumped you. Obviously lying in bed all day crying, eating, not showering and feeling sorry for yourself is the best answer. Yes that will definitely show him he's made a huge mistake. Especially with that that matted hair look and over grown eye brows. God its sexy! Definitely don't get up...

10. Your Hungover - The reason we get up to go and throw up in the toilet is the same reason we stay in bed all day and don't get up. Ironic.

Bit of a different topic but everyone loves a good blog listing pointless shit every now and then. Sleep well people. 

Thanks for making me a fighter.

This blog is quite personal and I have no idea where its going to go so just bare with me people. Tonight I was out taking a run/walk and the song fighter by Christina Aguleria came on. For those who haven't heard it, its about how that person has made you stronger, wiser and an overall fighter. Over the past two years me and my family have been through quite a bit of shit. And that's putting it nicely. Iv had people there to talk to, aunties, my dad, my close friends but I always worry im boring them with the same crap. The song got me thinking about how an event can change some one and even when its bad something good can come out of it. Thanks to what's happened over the past couple of years I have a wonderful relationship with my father and brother, im ten times closer with all my aunties and iv grown up a hell of a lot. I know some of you will be laughing and thinking "shes made a shit load of mistakes in the last two years, that's not growing up". Think what you want but I know and the people that are close to me know that iv matured a lot and become my own individual. So to the person whose altered my life id like to thank you for making me stronger wiser and an overall fighter because even though its ended something for good and broken hearts, its started a new chapter where the people you have affected are all a hell of a lot stronger and ready for the future. All its done is prepared me for the next battle in life and shown me I will come out better than I went in.

This next part goes for everyone. If a friend or family member needs someone to talk to but your sick of hearing the same problems from them try to think about when you have stuff going on and need someone and what its like. Whether its boyfriend problems, friend problems, family issues or them just feeling crappy, its important to them. Emotions are a bloody strong thing that takes over us all sometimes so its good to have that person to go to. Dont under estimate what your listening will do for that person. You don't need to say anything and you've done something already just by sharing the load of that problem and listening. Its no longer just in their head but you share it too now and trust me it helps.

Sorry to the readers who clicked expecting something funny, but I do have a serious side as well and decided to go ahead and show it tonight. Everyone has problems, don't be afraid to talk about them with the ones you love. Cause if they don't wanna sit down, hear it and be there for you, they shouldn't be a loved one.

Use the people who doubt you, put you down or talk bad about you as a push to do better and show them all whose boss.

Cheers guys.

Check out the song im talking about here.

Make over madness!

Felt like my blog needed a bit of change so gave it a funky font, new color and new background. I think its a bit more fun :) A bit more me. Hope everyone's enjoying the blog and if you ever have any suggestions about what you'd like to see me write about then just email me or leave comments on the blogs. The views are going sky high almost everyday now so its good to know im writing to an audience. Also thinking about being a Jenna marbles wanna be and starting a video blog as well. Thoughts on that?

Keep reading!

Over and out,
Dewey.

Bit of humour below to keep your Tuesday going.

Slumber Parties

Back in the day slumber parties/sleep overs used to be when a group of girls would bring their P.J's and watch girlie movies, eat to much crappy food and then tell scary stories perhaps. Well, Saturday nights sleep over with my friends Becca, Jordan and Laura was a little different. Sure it had the movies and chips and dip. But there was no scary stories.

Instead our slumber party started off by watching twilight:breaking dawn and turning everything into something about sex. Laura was highly disappointed with the "sex scene" in it because she wanted to see them "go hard". I was saying that Jacob would definitely fall in love with me if he ever saw me followed by Laura saying "Awkward we are already dating..."

After the movie we decided pilates would be fun. It consisted of Becca videoing Laura pushing my legs down into the splits and Jordan pissing herself laughing. Dont ask me how but that some how turned into showing each other the best sex positions. They consisted of reverse, Pakistani pile driver and the infamous upside down blow job. The upside down blow job was acted out by me lying on the couch upside down and pretending to choke, the reverse was done by Laura jumping on top of Becca and Jordan showed us how to be on top but still make him do all the work.

I was texting a guy mate of mine at the time and he told me we were all fucking nuts. And that it was truly sad that it was a Saturday night and we were watching movies and doing pilates. When I told him we were discussing sex positions the replies stopped. Boys must think girls are so screwed up. Even I was looking at us thinking we are an odd bunch.

After endless laughing Becca's parents got home and sat in the lounge with us for a bit. Geordie shore and jersey shore was on and snow (her dad) kept saying "Where's Kim?" as in Kim Kardashian. Ah wrong show snow.

Then we went to bed. Jordan and Becca were in one room and Laura and I in the other but when we got in bed me and Laura thought it was prank calling time so we called Becca and told them to come into our room. All of a sudden there were four girls in a super king turning caller id off my phone and choosing choice people to call. A lot of them didn't pick up, others text saying "you piece of shit don't prank call me" - Cheers matt, which I just thought was funny cause most know at 12.00am on a Saturday it will be me. Except this time we were sober! Good old warren answered straight away and after my first line it was "Hey Dewey." Apparently I have a distinct voice. The only one that went along with us was our trooper of a girlfriend, Olivia Swart. So thanks lil for making our night. The conversation went something like this: (Nanny/Janice accent) Hi there this is patricia from sex are us. We are just calling to update you on the fact that your dildo is due for a new warrent of fitness. We also have the monthly special of six butt plugs for just $99.99. The porn range out this week is "girl on girl" or "Big black dick", we are aware of your wanted discretion so when it is sent to you it wont be labelled sex are us but instead beautiful flowers.

All in all the slumber party was R18 rated instead of good old PG but much needed girl time took place and im grateful I have girlfriends I can be an idiot around and also just chill out. Its good to know we can have as much fun sober as we do drunk.

Iphone bliss!

Today i'm going to talk about something that is very VERY important to me. The aim is not to start a battle between technology but share with everyone who is missing out on such awesome devices. My iphone. I started off with a 3Gs and now i have the 4s. Iv had my new 4s for about four months now and been in the iphone family for around a year and a bit.

I was fiddling around with my friend Natasha's iphone last year and instantly got hooked onto the whole touch screen thing. I had tried other touch phones before but found them all to hard to use or slow to react to the touch sense but playing on her phone was easy and fun. So we went down and got me one. From then on pretty much i was hooked.

What do i like about it you ask? I wouldn't have a clue where to start but ill try and structure it in a readable way. Having a phone which enables you to download apps is amazing. My internet banking is literally one slide away. The only downfall to that is when Im out drunk I shouldn't have my savings account at my fingertips. Then theres the whole camera thing. Not having to cart around a camera where ever I go is so useful and my phone produces good quality pictures so i'm happy with that. Theres heytell when you cant be bothered texting, facebook anywhere you are, email right there, its my alarm clock, i read the herald from it, get movie times and a tone of games including the latest craze of "draw something".

My laptop broke last december and I didn't have one for three months and I survived just fine without it because i had everything i needed in the palm of my hand anyway!

I never knew that something the size of an average hand could make my life so much easier. I know there are people out there that don't have them and think people have them just for an image but i personally put that down to them not having one and not being able to see for themselves just how convenient it is to have one of these contraptions. I know people that have samsung smart phones to and i think they are sufficient as well. Like i said this blog isn't a debate about which smart phone is smarter, i'm simply outlining how i benefit from my iphone and i know friends do as well.

Hours of amusement, convenience at the finger tips and you wont quite know, until you get one yourself, just how handy the buggers are. We live in an era of smart phones and stupid people.

Apple should hire me. Just saying.

Over and out homies.

Hairy legs, cuddles and fire!

Winter. A bit of a bitch really.

But like every season I reckon it has its perks as well. Me and my grandmother were talking about which we prefer the other day: Winter or Summer. I actually surprised myself by replying with winter. I dunno if its because I was born in July and that's the heart of winter but i do tend to love it. No the walking up queen street while its pissing down part isn't fun at all, nor is straightening your hair and the moisture in the air curling it up again within five minutes. But, the fashion is amazing. Long gorgeous coats, boots and merino. The cuddles never get to sweaty and gross because its so flipping cold. The soup with home made bread is awesome. And the fire going at night and lights being on during the day because its dark outside is awesome. I love the feeling of being tucked up in bed listening to the rain and knowing your safe and warm inside. Home made cocoa is another plus in winter and when the mink blankets come out.

On the more disgusting outlook of it girls don't have to shave their legs nearly as much as summer because leggings, jeans and stockings are whipped out, hair is fixed by chucking on a beanie and blusher doesn't run out cause we just go with the natural red cheeks from the wind. Although the power bill is never a nice thought its worth it when you wake up and your room is toasty warm from your heater. And just a fun fact for the day, guys are more known to get into relationships in NZ during winter cause its not close to new years where they need to go be single with the boys and they love a good cuddle on a rainy night.

Dont ask me where my sudden thought to write about winter came from, I was just staring out the window looking at trees go mental in the wind and thought I wonder how many people hate winter while I love it. Happy snuggling everyone.

The HCG Diet - Deweys Official 21-Day Diet Diary

So I'm doing the HCG diet. For those of you who dont know what that is then google it but basically its a fast way to loose a couple of pounds and then work on keeping it off. Iv decided im going to keep what I can imagine will be a very entertaining diary on what's going on with me each day during this diet. Bearing in mind im only allowed five hundred calories a day plus the HCG drops that I take so pretty much nothing if you ask me.

The first two days were binge eating on anything i possibly could. I wouldn't have a clue why but if you look it up on Google it tells you the scientific reasons for doing so. Resetting the clock on your body or something. Anyway I thought id love that part but turns out i just felt full and sick the whole time so glad that's over!

Day 1 of diet: Ate my chicken salad (without dressing) for lunch. It has to be exactly one hundred grams of meat and one hundred grams of salad. Very particular. Then dinner I had tuna and salad. I went to dancing and barely survived but managed to get through it. Had an apple as a snack. DAY ONE CONQUERED!

Day2: Bitch. Shit. Mother F**ker!!! I'm so over this and its only day two. Iv walked past about ten fast food joints on my way to uni. Had to imagine my apple was a frickn big mac. I will not give into temptation. My family are having home made fish and chips with salad. Hunger pains isn't two bad. One kg down already which I put down to all the water im drinking (around 3 litres a day).

Day 3: Hunger pains are going away and becoming less and less each day which is good. Dropped another kg today so two so far however im getting so bloody sick of the same food. Im going to purchase a water melon and different flavoured tuna tonight cause im sick of it. Struggling to drink as much water as i have to but trying to slowly gulp it back! Iv also been doing some research on how snooki lost so much weight and i must say she is my new thinsperation.

Day 9: Skipped a few days writing in here cause they were all very much the same. Except day 7. God it was horrible, i spent the whole day on the couch dizzy and shaking but i seem to be okay now. I have lost in total 5 kgs now :) I have five to go! Wooo! Had chiken salad as usual and for lunch vogels toast with tomato. All is going well except im scared im going to run out of drops as i have less than half a bottle left! Hopefully they last atleast another week.

Day15: Not long to go now. Except the last five days have been a bit of a drag. I have only lost 6kgs in total which is good but experienced a bit of a stall in my weight loss. Very frustrating to see the scales stay the same but its better than going up i guess!! Ordered more drops because mine have officially run out so hopefully they will be here tomorrow.

Day 19: Day 21 was meant to be my last day of the diet but because of last night i decided to stop it two days early. I was a friends house when i went to get up and go to the loo and felt like throwing up, dizzy, going in and out of focus and shaking. Broke out into a sweat and then completely blacked out while walking to the couch to lie down. My body was definitely telling me it had had enough. My friend told me to drink some juice for sugar and I felt so ill I did straight away in hopes of feeling better. Sure enough I was regaining energy and chirping up a bit within ten minutes. So Thats why I decided on cutting the diet two days short.

In nineteen days iv lost 7.5 kg s so im stoked. Gunna loose another 3 Kg s by maintaining a healthy diet and gyming it four times a week with my girl Mooney. The main thing for anyone who is going to try this is remember after wards you cant just eat what you want. You have to maintain a healthy diet and regular exercise.

My opinion: Personally I wouldn't highly recommend it to anyone because its not a very healthy way to do it. The days you feel low on energy sucks but then again other days are great. You have to have very strong will power. It took everything I had not to quit. And don't cheat, it sets you back so im told. Dont get me wrong it definitely works, its just its shown me a thing or two about extreme dieting. Im happy with how much I lost but a few more and some toning and ill be even more happy, don't wanna loose those curves though! Bring. It. On!

Good luck to anyone Thats gunna try it. If you need support feel free to email me, trust me I know how hard it is! Im off to dancing to burn some more fat :)

Rebekah The Author.

Iv decided im going to write a book. Im yet to decide what its going to be about but it will be targeted at an audience of around 18-25 years old. With my blog's sometimes I just start typing and it develops into a topic so with a little planning for this book I hope to do the same. I want to take snippets out of my friends and families lives and use it to develop a story about someone. Of course I wont be using the same names as them and each scenario will be a little different. I wouldn't have a clue how its going to turn out and it probably wont go anywhere in terms of being published but hey I love writing and I think it will be a lot of fun.

Will keep you updated on how I go.

Twenty one.

Feels like yesterday that I was planning my 13th birthday party that no one turned up to. Kidding... Kind of.
And now, its time to plan a not so classy twenty first. It would be classy if i were having a quiet dinner with family but my friends will be there which means too many shots, horrifying speeches and falling over while dancing. So yup its gunna be a great night!

Iv spent the last hour sitting on here looking at dresses, venues, different cake ideas and food for it because what's a party without a good leg of ham and some buns. Haven't really decided on a lot yet but then again it is still four and a half months away and im a little bit of a planning freak.

With a lot of my friends turning 21 this year its safe to say its definitely going to be a crazy crazy year. So this is just a quick blog to express my terrible excitement for the good times ahead.

Picture perfect

My last blog "media distortion" got close to two hundred views, most of the traffic coming from the URL www.Facebook.com. So thank you all my Facebook friends who took the time to read something that was rather important to me. Hopefully this blog is a good read to.

How many of you have said or thought at one point, I wish my life were like a movie. I know i have. Lately iv been ahh i guess you could call it, taking it easy. Im waiting for uni to start and apart from going to dancing to teach a few afternoons/evenings a week and doing dance prep I havent really had alot going on. This has made me take full advantage of the shit weather and sit inside a lot watching hopeless soap operas or reality tv series. They include: The entire first and second season of gossip girl (watching them again), Jersey shore, Geordie shore, Shortland street (I know) and Australia: X factor. And Oh Em Gee, because of these bloody programmes I have some seriously loopy thoughts and outlooks on the way my life should be.

Ill start with the one that girls fuss over the most. Romance. Its because of movies like dear john or ten things i hate about you that we have such high expectations with guys. They give love letters, they take you on cute dates and have amazing first kisses in the rain or during paint balling. Unless you have yourself a real charmer most of the time with our age group first kisses are in the middle of the pub dance floor or in the car after hes taken you to cheap Tuesday movies. I think we need to cut guys a little slack cause lets face it, our love lives aren't like that. Maybe if we were around in the 1920s when the words "bang" "smash" and "root" weren't used in sexual terms and guys asked you out on a date. Its called cheesy romance and its great and everything on the movie's but in my own personal opinion its the nice little things like a kiss on the forehead lying in bed thats really amazing. Its not always a happy ending. One word. Reality.

The crazy little bubble that im living in at the moment seems to be that i think every night should be party night. I know I know waaaayyy to much geordie and jersey shore but holey shit they have the time of their lives! I seriously think i could make it big on one of those programmes. I was watching it in bed the other night and didnt even realise that i was bopping up and down when they walked into a club with a cool song. Had to stop myself! Also when i confided in my best friend telling her that i feel like i know them personally and she thought i was nuts i knew id taken it too far. God i sound crazy. Sorry bex but partying cant be done every night in the real life. Theres this thing called money and weekdays and studying.

I think part of the reason girls bitch and argue is because they secretly thrive off it. Nothing better than a little bit of gossip. I even know guys that constantly want "the latest" on everyone. This is all very well until its about you. Gossip girl is a perfect example for people thriving off drama. We watch it (or programmes similar) we love seeing the drama, we love seeing them make up and then we automatically programme our minds to think that thats what should take place in real life with all of us. Just because we see the happy ending on t.v doesnt mean its gunna work out like that for us. We dont have a script to follow like them. There's drama and then there's just plain bullshit drama and most of the time its bullshit drama cause people are bored.

To the guys who are reading and watch these kind of shows purely cause the girls are banging. Sorry that we dont look like that every second of the day. Unfortunately it cost way to much money to have a personal stylist follow us around. But we try :)

Money? Pfft thats no problem!... In movies and T.V series. For us life is about working for money all the time and then dying with none. Unfortunately we arent all from the "upper east side" and cant just go and buy the new couture dress.

Even the X factor made me wanna go and be a rockstar. But thats just a bit of a giggle topic and entirely different matter. Youll see one day when your buying my album on itunes or downloading it illegally. Its on my bucket list and I plan to tick it off.

Thanks for tuning in on the latest you thriving boys and girls.

Xoxo Gossip Girl

Wedding season!

So far this year iv already been lucky enough to be a guest at one of my oldest friends wedding. I grew up with gabby and the day couldnt have been more perfect for her. From the reception decorating to the dress everything suited her amazingly. Now this weekend im attending my other childhood friends wedding. Hayley. Except this time im lucky enough to be a little more involved and do hair and make up for her and her two bridesmaids. I have had a practise trial on hayley and she looked absolutely stunning so i know this is going to be yet another perfect day enjoyed with beautiful friends and family.

Weddings make everyone so happy for the entire day. I love it. Its quite a shame that im never going to have one as iv already decided on becoming the cat lady but nevertheless i will still enjoy being a guest and some day bridesmaid i hope at close friends big day! :)

Remember if your ever in need of a hair stylist and make up artist get in touch with me.

When i grow up!

I think all of us say when we are little what we wanna be when we grow up. And then change it about ten times along the way. Mine was "when i grow up im going to be a school teacher!" id line all my teddies and dollies up, even made my mum buy me a roll book so i could write fake names in it and i popped the lenses out of my sunglasses and wore them as pretend specs.

Now look at me, im at university studying a bachelor of communications hoping to major in radio. Really has nothing to do with teaching. But at the same time i wanna be a hair and make up stylist, a hairdresser, an actor, a dance teacher, an english teacher, an events co-ordinator.. the list goes on. I thought i was starting in the right place. University. I did my first year and achieved good results, started my second year and after the first semester i decided my head was all over the place and uni wasnt good for me. But now im a week away from going back again and this time i think im finally ready after going out and experiencing some full time work.

Full time work, its safe to say, for sure has its ups and downs. The ups being having more money to play around with, the idea of once your shift is finished you dont have to go home and do more work, meeting different people every day and getting life experience under your belt. The downs being having to get up so early every morning, working weekends and not having the option of not going in like you do with uni.

I dont think leaving uni for a semester made me a failure or anything, i leant alot in that time. Full time work is definately hard stuff and i had some time to figure myself out a little more as cliche as that sounds.

The truth is when i come out of uni with a degree i really dont know where it will go from there. I dont even know if this is really what i wanna do but i had to start somewhere and i think i could be good at radio. When you think about it no one goes into a degree knowing its one hundred percent what they are gunna wanna do for the rest of their lives, they are just finding a starting point in a new chapter. Being at uni makes me feel like im doing something useful with my time which is good i just hope its all worth it in the end.

So if anyone is ever unsure about what they are doing, dont worry your not the only one. I wouldnt have a clue what im really good at so iv just picked something i enjoy and gone for it! :)

Happy studying fellow students. Hope uni goes well for you all this year.

Media distortion.

This blog isnt the easiest for me to post but hey ill take a leap and give it a go. Its a blog about what most normal chicks/women worry about. How they look, what they weigh and how other people see them. If you were to ask my group of guy mates and even some of my girlfriends what the most memorable thing about me is they would most likely respond "she has a massive rack". Quite true but doesnt mean i want it to be the most memorable part about me. Im a curvy chick, its in my genes but when my perky friends get more attention than my face i get jealous of them.

Today in the media there is such pressure for girls to be a perfect size 6. Now... people like me trying to squeeze into a six? Its just not gunna happen. Does that make me hideous? Uh no. People that call a size 12 over weight and fat are either drop kick shallow guys that you shouldnt wanna associate yourself with or someone that has a very big insecurity about themself so they try and put the focus on someone else.

I dont think anyone can ever completely love their whole self. (Apart from the most vein bitches out there). Whether it be their nose, their hips their legs or the sound of their voice there is usually always something that someone wishes they could change about themselves. Personally, i put it down to the media painting a picture of how we should be. Well sorry bout it but we weren't put on this world to all be the same.

Im not saying that every size six out there is a skinny bitch that us twelves are jealous of. No not at all, if your a size six thats naturally like that then embrace it girl! Show those legs off. Im just saying if your not meant to be that small its ridiculous to try to be. I know lots of small girls that eat whatever they want and just dont put on weight. You honeys are blessed with an amazing metabolism. However curvy girls also have it going on. Simply look at all the songs people sing or rap about these days: I like big butts and i cannot lie, booty booty booty booty rock it everywhere, you love my lady lumps, my milkshakes bring all the boys to the yard the list goes on.

Point to this blog? All im saying is its pretty hard to walk into a room with confidence when this world is so influenced by the media to be judgemental towards a girls image. I think everyone has atleast one thing about them thats gorgeous and i think whether your a size six or a size 16 your beautiful. Dont believe its not true just because its coming from one of your girlfriends instead of a guy in a club or pub. They are dick heads that go home and only have there hands to keep them happy usually anyway and most of the time those dick heads dont have much to wrap their hands around hence why they are jerks. Compensating for something.

I dunno, think what you want of this. Could be "Shes totally right" or could be "shes only saying this cause shes one of the curvy ones" i dont really care as long as im getting high views :)

Life as we know it.

Was talking to a friend the other day about a couple of problems shes having with life just in general. I was trying to give her some good advice and then i came up with it, so todays blog is short simple and sweet yet if you take what im about to say and give it some thought youll find its completely true and kind of relieving as well.

Life takes time. Dont rush it. Because if we got everything done in the first couple of years of adulthood then we would have nothing to look forward to later on in life. We have a check list almost. Fall in love, get a degree, buy a house, get married, travel, have kids, get a career. That check list isnt a race against yourself. Itll all happen in due course. If we rush it or force it then it wont happen how its supposed to.

I was pretty impressed that i could come up with such shit. Buts its true shit.

Im Baaaaaaaaack!

Yo yo my fellow homies. Welcome to 2012, the year we all die. But personally i dont believe in all that bullshit so hey lets get on with it. Break new years resolutions in the first three months, make more mistakes so at the end of the year we can promise to never do them again, gain friends, fight with family members and heres my favourite, get drunk! This year will be a goodie for me im hoping as im turning twenty one, going back to uni and getting my name well known.. no not like that. I mean get it out there for my hair and make up business i have going on. Its spreading like an STD and i couldnt be more proud :)

Still single. Tried dating a couple of idiots and realised i was way to cool for them so moved right along. Still have the same friends and they are still nuts. Living at home again to save money but works out good cause the food is amazing. Still teaching dancing.. so really life is STILL the same but i still call myself one of the luckiest girls in the world.

Pointless thoughts iv had this year so far:
1. As cute and funny as ashton kutcher is he will never replace charlie on two and a half men.
2. Friends should never be just a convenience thing.
3. My cat is definately going to kill me because i try and cuddle her to much.
4. Nothing sucks more than a moment during an argument that you realise you are very very wrong.
5. How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
6. The only time i look forward to a red light is when im trying to finish an important text.
7. Bad decisions make great stories.
8. Whenever im facebook stalking and find out their profile is public im like a kid on xmas morning. 700 Photos? Dont mind if i do!
9. I think the freezer deserves a light as well. Its hard to find the icecream at one am in the morning!
10. How many times is it appropriate to say "what?" in a conversation before you just nod and smile because you still didnt hear what they said?

Hmmm well theres the first blog of the year done. Many more to come.. maybe. Cheers :)