My nose is congested and my neck is faint.
My back is screaming and my hair is ‘mess’.
My eyes are swollen and my jeans are dirty.
My nails are chipped and the polish has vanished.
My glass is empty and my brain is too.
My taste is stale and my mind lingers back,
back to the point where my body was fresh.
My eyes were white, my hair was back.
My nails were polished.
My jeans were black and knickers were clean,
My back was young and so was my tongue.
The night is over but the details remain the same,
My glass can be refilled to forget all the pain.
Louise-Saturday pessimism.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
18 days.. alive and kicking.
Things I have discovered in the time I have left home.
Week one. I’m a nervous eater. enough said!
Week two. I failed making pizza dough and ended up eating two packets of banana chips and drinking 4 L of orange. Getting better I would say.
I enjoy living alone so much I forget how to close doors. E.g while I’m in the bathroom. Having a housemate move in now really defeats this new found skill.
I always blamed my mother for us never having any hairspray, sorry mum it was usually me that used it, and now I know.
Taking the rubbish out once every week is not good. Because that weird smell when I walk in the house is not just the ‘house smell’ it’s the left over’s in the bin having a party.
There is no point having a shower if u don’t have a clean towel to dry yourself with. Defeats the purpose again of being clean. This also applies for socks.
Wearing underwear in a foreign country is usually a must. (This has a back story, but will be kept inside me…forever)
Not shaving your legs for 3 weeks is totally fine!
(This somewhat refers to the underwear story… but not as bad as you think)
Buying the cheapest beer at the supermarket, does not make you cheap, it makes you a smart shopper. Thank you mother!
I have learnt the fine art of eating everything off the chopping board that I prepared it on. Skill-a-mastered!
Calling your mum at any time of the day to ask about random little things like freezing meat, is ok. Not only does she get to still have an opinion on what I do, but she feels comfortable when she knows I’m eating healthy.
By asking her these questions I have less chance of poisoning myself, something I can definitely see happening in the future.
Talking to foreign men about all of the above things does not make you a sexy!
And those are the lessons I have learnt.
Louise-still in one piece.
Week one. I’m a nervous eater. enough said!
Week two. I failed making pizza dough and ended up eating two packets of banana chips and drinking 4 L of orange. Getting better I would say.
I enjoy living alone so much I forget how to close doors. E.g while I’m in the bathroom. Having a housemate move in now really defeats this new found skill.
I always blamed my mother for us never having any hairspray, sorry mum it was usually me that used it, and now I know.
Taking the rubbish out once every week is not good. Because that weird smell when I walk in the house is not just the ‘house smell’ it’s the left over’s in the bin having a party.
There is no point having a shower if u don’t have a clean towel to dry yourself with. Defeats the purpose again of being clean. This also applies for socks.
Wearing underwear in a foreign country is usually a must. (This has a back story, but will be kept inside me…forever)
Not shaving your legs for 3 weeks is totally fine!
(This somewhat refers to the underwear story… but not as bad as you think)
Buying the cheapest beer at the supermarket, does not make you cheap, it makes you a smart shopper. Thank you mother!
I have learnt the fine art of eating everything off the chopping board that I prepared it on. Skill-a-mastered!
Calling your mum at any time of the day to ask about random little things like freezing meat, is ok. Not only does she get to still have an opinion on what I do, but she feels comfortable when she knows I’m eating healthy.
By asking her these questions I have less chance of poisoning myself, something I can definitely see happening in the future.
Talking to foreign men about all of the above things does not make you a sexy!
And those are the lessons I have learnt.
Louise-still in one piece.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
differences.
Heartbroken and rejected?
The difference between the two. An observation I made from someone I met.
When you are rejected you take it personally and become mad at the fact you have no side or opinion (unless it’s a angry spite -ridden one).
Rejection is a state of mind.
Heartbroken is an emotion. A concept that someone has broken your heart and hurt your feelings. Told you that everyone falls in love, and that everyone lets it pass. Dismissal of your feelings, that is a broken heart. You are not special!
There is no way that they both go hand in hand.
Never will I ever confuse rejection with a deflated heart.
Change is healthy.
The difference between the two. An observation I made from someone I met.
When you are rejected you take it personally and become mad at the fact you have no side or opinion (unless it’s a angry spite -ridden one).
Rejection is a state of mind.
Heartbroken is an emotion. A concept that someone has broken your heart and hurt your feelings. Told you that everyone falls in love, and that everyone lets it pass. Dismissal of your feelings, that is a broken heart. You are not special!
There is no way that they both go hand in hand.
Never will I ever confuse rejection with a deflated heart.
Change is healthy.
change 1*
In a whole book, there are usually only one or two lines that shape your view of that book.
When you meet someone and you go through hours/weeks/months of spending time with them, it can usually just be one tiny thing they say to change your perception of them.
This can happen for both good and bad.
Sometimes I stroll through life meeting people and rolling around in time, laughing and joking and creating images in mind, but then there are times when you stop and become shocked.
Shocked by the words that have fallen from their mouth.
I heard this statement today from a boy, who would consider himself a ‘man’,
“Walk through life blind, because listening is the most important skill one could ever acquire”
I giggled at first, wondering ‘how will I ever check out the abundance of talent that strolls past me in Aarhus?’
After I composed my illicit mind, and myself, I started to believe the statement.
Here are my reasons why.
Did u know you can feel a smile? Not just see it, but feel it. I believe in good karma and auras, but I know both can change rapidly, so being able to feel the change and the good nature of something is important.
If you walk through life blind, you don’t necessarily get to decide what battles you fight. Sometimes there gets to a point where you run into all of them.
Every. Single. One!
The point of the statement is, instead of taking everything you see on face value, you should listen. Listen to the people around you, 9 times out of 10, it may as well be rubbish that we talk about, but sometimes, someone that you have known for years or days, might just surprise you.
Any thoughts on this topic, besides the fact you can trip over if you walk around blind?
When you meet someone and you go through hours/weeks/months of spending time with them, it can usually just be one tiny thing they say to change your perception of them.
This can happen for both good and bad.
Sometimes I stroll through life meeting people and rolling around in time, laughing and joking and creating images in mind, but then there are times when you stop and become shocked.
Shocked by the words that have fallen from their mouth.
I heard this statement today from a boy, who would consider himself a ‘man’,
“Walk through life blind, because listening is the most important skill one could ever acquire”
I giggled at first, wondering ‘how will I ever check out the abundance of talent that strolls past me in Aarhus?’
After I composed my illicit mind, and myself, I started to believe the statement.
Here are my reasons why.
Did u know you can feel a smile? Not just see it, but feel it. I believe in good karma and auras, but I know both can change rapidly, so being able to feel the change and the good nature of something is important.
If you walk through life blind, you don’t necessarily get to decide what battles you fight. Sometimes there gets to a point where you run into all of them.
Every. Single. One!
The point of the statement is, instead of taking everything you see on face value, you should listen. Listen to the people around you, 9 times out of 10, it may as well be rubbish that we talk about, but sometimes, someone that you have known for years or days, might just surprise you.
Any thoughts on this topic, besides the fact you can trip over if you walk around blind?
Sunday, August 8, 2010
loosing.
Some said it wouldn’t work I guess they were right.
Don’t you hate it when people tell you that you will never make the swim team, you are positively psyched to prove them wrong, and then you actually dont make it.
You feel like a twat (new word I picked up from English exchange student) because you honestly thought and believed it would work.
Maybe you should have listened to them, but then maybe you are stronger from having lost.
It’s hard to know when to give up.
My mum taught me to never give up, try a different approach, but never give up.
Maybe I am weak and I just follow something I think I will succeed at, and when I don’t its because I have overshot my range?
Well let me tell you, I’m not being a sad sack, I am just analysing life’s little mysteries, something we all think about, I just happen to write.
I have learnt a lesson today, once someone says you have lost, you give up, you walk away and you don’t turn back.
I hope I don’t regret not turning back, because it sure as hell feels like I will.
Tomorrow is a fresh start, plus I found a great little shop that sells the best cakes, so if not, I at least have cake!
Louise-incoherent and intense….
Don’t you hate it when people tell you that you will never make the swim team, you are positively psyched to prove them wrong, and then you actually dont make it.
You feel like a twat (new word I picked up from English exchange student) because you honestly thought and believed it would work.
Maybe you should have listened to them, but then maybe you are stronger from having lost.
It’s hard to know when to give up.
My mum taught me to never give up, try a different approach, but never give up.
Maybe I am weak and I just follow something I think I will succeed at, and when I don’t its because I have overshot my range?
Well let me tell you, I’m not being a sad sack, I am just analysing life’s little mysteries, something we all think about, I just happen to write.
I have learnt a lesson today, once someone says you have lost, you give up, you walk away and you don’t turn back.
I hope I don’t regret not turning back, because it sure as hell feels like I will.
Tomorrow is a fresh start, plus I found a great little shop that sells the best cakes, so if not, I at least have cake!
Louise-incoherent and intense….
Friday, August 6, 2010
communication...
Facebook is excellent. To be able to converse with people that are on the other side of the world without costing a cent is unbelievable. And then you have skype. My mums guide to happiness! She can see me and talk to me and it doesn’t feel like I am worlds away.
But there is always a problem when more technology is involved. I lack the ability to read people over a simple message.
I would say, personally, I speak and interact on the same level I would if I was talking in person.
If I laugh, I write hehehe, if I smile at the statement, I put a smiley face, and I always speak what is on my mind, because expressions are not possible.
But for others this is hard. They twist words, they ignore or they are manipulative in speech.
But I am not writing this to be down upon technology, I couldn’t be happier with it at the moment.
It was filling a void that I longed to hate, but now it is filling a space which I didn’t see coming.
Being in a new country, new town, new lifestyle it is hard meeting people, but I simply added a Facebook group (and cried out for help) and people emailed me and responded with open arms.
It has made me feel less afraid of this new place and open to communication through Facebook, which I would usually have turned my nose up.
I think the lesson I learnt from this, (a lesson is always learnt, even without knowing), is that things can change and life still moves on, no one is going to hold my hand anymore, so I have to change perspectives and venture into unknown territory, but the reward could be unexpected.
Now… if my backpack arrived and I didn’t have to go into town with curly/frizzy hair I would be a much happier girl.
Louise- inspired.
“I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind. Some come from ahead and some come from behind. But I've bought a big bat. I'm all ready you see. Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!”
Dr Suess.
But there is always a problem when more technology is involved. I lack the ability to read people over a simple message.
I would say, personally, I speak and interact on the same level I would if I was talking in person.
If I laugh, I write hehehe, if I smile at the statement, I put a smiley face, and I always speak what is on my mind, because expressions are not possible.
But for others this is hard. They twist words, they ignore or they are manipulative in speech.
But I am not writing this to be down upon technology, I couldn’t be happier with it at the moment.
It was filling a void that I longed to hate, but now it is filling a space which I didn’t see coming.
Being in a new country, new town, new lifestyle it is hard meeting people, but I simply added a Facebook group (and cried out for help) and people emailed me and responded with open arms.
It has made me feel less afraid of this new place and open to communication through Facebook, which I would usually have turned my nose up.
I think the lesson I learnt from this, (a lesson is always learnt, even without knowing), is that things can change and life still moves on, no one is going to hold my hand anymore, so I have to change perspectives and venture into unknown territory, but the reward could be unexpected.
Now… if my backpack arrived and I didn’t have to go into town with curly/frizzy hair I would be a much happier girl.
Louise- inspired.
“I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind. Some come from ahead and some come from behind. But I've bought a big bat. I'm all ready you see. Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!”
Dr Suess.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
what i have learnt...
First couple of days in Denmark.
What i have learnt so far….
1. Lost my backpack, well not me, but the airline did.
2. Joking about losing your backpack before you leave Australia and then actually losing it, isn’t funny, its just sad.
3. Being alone and not having people to talk to, can make you a tiny bit crazy
4. Carrying a spare change of undies was hands down the best thing my mother ever taught me.
5. Second best thing she taught me was to not be ignorant, something I am thank you for. It is hard to be alone in a new country by yourself and with no real connection to your new surroundings, but being ignorant would only hinder my experience even more.
6.Brown water out of the tap tastes disgusting
7. Meeting your neighbours (guy is huge and wife is tiny and lovely) is always good… Hearing them argue from your apartment and realising they have a two year old… not so good
8. Groceries are cheap- good thing for the over eater I will become
9. Fur on your teeth from lose of toothbrush is disgusting
10. Buy a bike because its fun and really good-looking people ride around on them… just note to self. Do not fall off!
Louise-adventurous and proud!
What i have learnt so far….
1. Lost my backpack, well not me, but the airline did.
2. Joking about losing your backpack before you leave Australia and then actually losing it, isn’t funny, its just sad.
3. Being alone and not having people to talk to, can make you a tiny bit crazy
4. Carrying a spare change of undies was hands down the best thing my mother ever taught me.
5. Second best thing she taught me was to not be ignorant, something I am thank you for. It is hard to be alone in a new country by yourself and with no real connection to your new surroundings, but being ignorant would only hinder my experience even more.
6.Brown water out of the tap tastes disgusting
7. Meeting your neighbours (guy is huge and wife is tiny and lovely) is always good… Hearing them argue from your apartment and realising they have a two year old… not so good
8. Groceries are cheap- good thing for the over eater I will become
9. Fur on your teeth from lose of toothbrush is disgusting
10. Buy a bike because its fun and really good-looking people ride around on them… just note to self. Do not fall off!
Louise-adventurous and proud!
Monday, June 21, 2010
new relationships...
The problem with starting a new relationship whether it be with a friendship or a new lover… you have to start from scratch with what you do and do not like, your expectations of what kind of relationship you want and your expectations of the person you see yourself with.
At least I try to get this all out of the way when I know something is going somewhere, therefore I am not disappointed with an outcome that doesn’t satisfy my expectations.
So lets talk about girl/boy, boy/girl, girl/girl/, boy/boy, in love (or at least so ‘smitten you don’t want to leave each others sides’) kind of feeling. You have just met or have just got together and you would rather go days without brushing your teeth than getting out of bed with that person… but you do because there is more too life than furry teeth and new love. Now when I say love I don’t mean the real deal love, I mean that warm feeling when you can’t get enough of someone, and your brain is so clouded with romantic thoughts you have to override the feeling to yell the words at them.
I see this passion around me all the time, I love hearing friends, people or strangers at work tell me about someone they have met, someone they have a crush on, or someone they are using for a nice good romp. I love hearing it, I even love that feeling myself, but I try to stay clear of it, because there is always disappointment.
Disappointment with the amount of time you want to see them, the time you allocate to them (especially if you are keeping it a secret from other people), the places you go, the friends you introduce them too, the moments where you have to say goodbye.
Relationships seem like trouble because you are constantly putting your trust, love and friendship in the hands of another person. And if that person is a male (or any other involuntary robot) than you are pretty much screwed.
My advice and rule, let attraction guide you so far, but, make sure you have a connection with someone so strong it doesn’t matter what others opinions of you are.
The ‘connection’, spark, uncontrollably urge, you both have is strong, then most of that other rubbish I was talking about, isn’t even an issue, because furry teeth are nothing compared to troubled and heartbreakable lovers.
Louise- wise yet gullible!
At least I try to get this all out of the way when I know something is going somewhere, therefore I am not disappointed with an outcome that doesn’t satisfy my expectations.
So lets talk about girl/boy, boy/girl, girl/girl/, boy/boy, in love (or at least so ‘smitten you don’t want to leave each others sides’) kind of feeling. You have just met or have just got together and you would rather go days without brushing your teeth than getting out of bed with that person… but you do because there is more too life than furry teeth and new love. Now when I say love I don’t mean the real deal love, I mean that warm feeling when you can’t get enough of someone, and your brain is so clouded with romantic thoughts you have to override the feeling to yell the words at them.
I see this passion around me all the time, I love hearing friends, people or strangers at work tell me about someone they have met, someone they have a crush on, or someone they are using for a nice good romp. I love hearing it, I even love that feeling myself, but I try to stay clear of it, because there is always disappointment.
Disappointment with the amount of time you want to see them, the time you allocate to them (especially if you are keeping it a secret from other people), the places you go, the friends you introduce them too, the moments where you have to say goodbye.
Relationships seem like trouble because you are constantly putting your trust, love and friendship in the hands of another person. And if that person is a male (or any other involuntary robot) than you are pretty much screwed.
My advice and rule, let attraction guide you so far, but, make sure you have a connection with someone so strong it doesn’t matter what others opinions of you are.
The ‘connection’, spark, uncontrollably urge, you both have is strong, then most of that other rubbish I was talking about, isn’t even an issue, because furry teeth are nothing compared to troubled and heartbreakable lovers.
Louise- wise yet gullible!
Sunday, May 30, 2010
men and cuddling!
This morning lying in bed, I came to a life changing realization. An issue I have been struggling with for a few years, a problem that drives all girls crazy and a predicament that will haunt us, well… forever…yes I am talking about the ‘cuddling issue’.
After talking to a few of my girlfriends about reasons for previous breakups, we all came to one conclusion, a man that doesn’t cuddle, or at least put his differences aside to cuddle up to you at night/ morning/ or whenever you need it…is a crash waiting to happen.
Just take a moment and think about all your past relationships. Think long and hard, because there might be the guy that met at the bar that had magnificent hair and you were dating for a few weeks, jumped into bed with and then once you had messed up the sheets…he rolled over. DEAL BREAKER.
Now if I have any men reading this, dean, I don’t want you to think of me in a negative way, I have gone through plenty worse with a man before leaving him like a sack of potatoes, but maybe I should have taken a look at the cuddling signs before I let it get that far.
Men do tend to have a higher body temperature, a lower tolerance of body to body contact and a time limit of the amount of time spent doing ‘nothing’ in bed. But, please do not despair males, because you are good at some things, just not necessarily cuddling.
Ill explain why, men need to separate the two, sex and love. Love and sex. But then love doesn’t necessarily mean cuddles and passion after, and neither does sex.
If he cant just give you a cuddle when in bed at any point of a night, you don’t get a chance to release the tension from your body that you may have experienced in the day.
Cuddling is especially important when sex isn’t involved. It shows you still want to be close and intimate with that person even if you haven’t made love.
Now I’m not saying ditch him because he doesn’t cuddle in bed, but take a look at your relationship now instead of worrying about it later.
This is all I’m going to say on this issue because I could go on for days, outlining my old relationships, past mistakes and failures, all for the greater good of making my point...
But I won’t because eventually you will all get to know me from my blog, so we will start off small.
Louise- currently unloved and uncuddled.
After talking to a few of my girlfriends about reasons for previous breakups, we all came to one conclusion, a man that doesn’t cuddle, or at least put his differences aside to cuddle up to you at night/ morning/ or whenever you need it…is a crash waiting to happen.
Just take a moment and think about all your past relationships. Think long and hard, because there might be the guy that met at the bar that had magnificent hair and you were dating for a few weeks, jumped into bed with and then once you had messed up the sheets…he rolled over. DEAL BREAKER.
Now if I have any men reading this, dean, I don’t want you to think of me in a negative way, I have gone through plenty worse with a man before leaving him like a sack of potatoes, but maybe I should have taken a look at the cuddling signs before I let it get that far.
Men do tend to have a higher body temperature, a lower tolerance of body to body contact and a time limit of the amount of time spent doing ‘nothing’ in bed. But, please do not despair males, because you are good at some things, just not necessarily cuddling.
Ill explain why, men need to separate the two, sex and love. Love and sex. But then love doesn’t necessarily mean cuddles and passion after, and neither does sex.
If he cant just give you a cuddle when in bed at any point of a night, you don’t get a chance to release the tension from your body that you may have experienced in the day.
Cuddling is especially important when sex isn’t involved. It shows you still want to be close and intimate with that person even if you haven’t made love.
Now I’m not saying ditch him because he doesn’t cuddle in bed, but take a look at your relationship now instead of worrying about it later.
This is all I’m going to say on this issue because I could go on for days, outlining my old relationships, past mistakes and failures, all for the greater good of making my point...
But I won’t because eventually you will all get to know me from my blog, so we will start off small.
Louise- currently unloved and uncuddled.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
other blogs...
hmmmm, I have one follower, Dean, your stalking abilities have grown. spread the word!
But if you don't want to follow my blog i have found one that people might like.
cupcakesandcashmere.com it is a great blog by a rather beautiful young girl.
She is typically beautiful, blonde, skinny, perfect dress sense, but you just have to love the blog.
She lives in LA and walks around in fantastic heels. besides the fact she has a 'to do' for painting nails and braiding your hair.. the blog is great.
Another fantastic blog, is Lucy Laucht. I found this love in the newest Cleo magazine and her first few words had me hooked
" I'm not really a short-dress-and-heels-girls..my bog inspires me to make different looks every day" fantastic! check it out
But if you don't want to follow my blog i have found one that people might like.
cupcakesandcashmere.com it is a great blog by a rather beautiful young girl.
She is typically beautiful, blonde, skinny, perfect dress sense, but you just have to love the blog.
She lives in LA and walks around in fantastic heels. besides the fact she has a 'to do' for painting nails and braiding your hair.. the blog is great.
Another fantastic blog, is Lucy Laucht. I found this love in the newest Cleo magazine and her first few words had me hooked
" I'm not really a short-dress-and-heels-girls..my bog inspires me to make different looks every day" fantastic! check it out
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
help needed...
So what do you do when you know something has to end....do you sit around and wait for it to happen, or do you change the outcome of the situation.
I would change my plan and make the most important thing work.. but in my case I have no choice.
So if anyone would like to join my following, inspiring, delusional blog...please answer truthfully...what would you do?
Louise- disorientated and confused
xxx
I would change my plan and make the most important thing work.. but in my case I have no choice.
So if anyone would like to join my following, inspiring, delusional blog...please answer truthfully...what would you do?
Louise- disorientated and confused
xxx
starting up my blog...
well well well, I finally decided to start my own blog. I usually have very interesting things to say..not everyone wants to see them...but then whats the point of a blog!?
Here is a blog I wrote for another website stylepalace.com.au
I'd like to share it with you all..
Here is a blog I wrote for another website stylepalace.com.au
I'd like to share it with you all..
Since recently being heartbroken, I had to find a new love. It’s very hard to find something in my life that doesn’t end up disappointing me.
Until I found Lover.*
*Lover is a brand designed by Susien Chong and Nic Briand, two Australian designers that mix their individual tastes to create what they describe as ‘a mix and match of our favourite heroes, muses, films and songs.”
The new 2010 Autumn-Winter Collection has just been released and I fell in love.
The first words that came to mind were; ease and neutral. The collection is called Harvest and you can see the beautiful trailer on the website.
One dress that stood out to me was a little lace black dress. The sleeves are three quarter, the length is sexy, the cut is short and the see-through look is classy. The whole look is divine and I can’t wait to get my wandering hands upon it.
So many items in this collection scream ‘winter will never be boring’.
I have already started saving for my winter wardrobe… including a great set of boots.
Make sure you read next week’s blog, as I will take you through my love for boots. Extensive research and money has gone into finding the perfect boot and I want to share my knowledge.
The point of this blog, and I hope I made it, was to let you know that when something falls apart (like love) there is always a bright side. Mine just happens to be Lover and their gorgeous tailored jackets and dresses which burn holes in my pockets.
Also…Watch out for the new MAC Viva Glam lipstick by Lady GaGa. Every cent goes to helping people with HIV and AIDS. Stylish and good for your karma!++++
Louise Jeckells, penniless and surrounded by too many fashion magazines.
www.loverthelabel.com-check this baby out...
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