Moving House Blah

Moving house is such a drag. All that packing, all that cleaning, all that moving. Not to mention the lack of electricity for 3 nights (true story), gas or internet. Blah.

I don’t know how you people live without the internet. Barely a week, and I’m already in tears. Boohoo :(

Random cat picture to whiten up your day:

“meowr!” says the haughty kitty who deigns to finally lower her furry head in curiosity towards the camera lens.

“…tsk” I said in exasperation after she gets up barely half a minute later to saunter snobbishly away.

Cats!! Love ’em or hate ’em I have to say, I gotta respect that audaciously cheeky swish of a furry tail.



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Point me home

There will be that one moment in life where one will feel utterly lost – and I don’t mean physically. I meant lost in the sense where one does not know what one should do, where one should go, how one should live. I meant that feeling where one feels dejected, rejected and confused. A bewildering mix of emotions and senses, a feeling of having no ground and not knowing where to go.


Well, a rug I’ve been grounded on was recently pulled away from under me. Very strongly and very suddenly.

I was caught unawares.


That shocking moment when one feels the cold, bare floor.

The crack echoing in a suddenly empty home.

A sudden moment of realisation and clarity. Of raw heartache.

A flash of pain. A desperate dose of anaesthetic.

A sudden plunge into an unknown road. And no directions.

Just simply, lost.


I’m still there, in the dark, somewhere. I’ve stalled even before the first speed bump, and unfortunately, I know there will be many more speed bumps ahead before this road ends. And as always, who knows what would fall out after each jolt of the hard road, what new sores and bruises I’d get.


What I do know however, is that no matter how hard you hurt, you have to keep driving. Because really, you’d never get there if you stop to mourn every time you hit a speed bump. No, you make new memories and begin a new journey on a different road. This time heading somewhere safe and warm, a welcoming home.


And perhaps one day again, I will also find a better, more secure rug where I’d feel safe again.


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Gilles Street Market

Weekend of 20th May 2012.


The last time I visited the market was almost a year and a half ago. Happy to see it has expanded and doubled in size since then. Unfortunately I didn’t find anything to my liking because either the price or the size was wrong (unlike my spree at the Salvos Winter Warehouse Sale, but that’s another story). However, good company is good fun and I had awesome friends who willingly (*cough Kevin) woke up early to accompany me – Celeste.

Lots to see, lots to buy. Not all are bargains, but definitely worth a try.

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Woodstock Coterie Restaurant

Brought some parents to sight see McLaren Vale while they were here during the graduation period.

Didn’t manage to take many pictures as the day suddenly turn ultra-windy and cold halfway there. And as the previous days were rather warm, most of us were unfortunately underdressed. So shivery-hands = bad shaky pictures.

As we had a rather large party of 10, we had some trouble booking a place for lunch. Our first choices – Penny Hill’s Kitchen Door and D’Arrys Verandah were both unavailable due to weddings being booked on the day. And so we ended up at Woodstock’s Coterie Restaurant.

To be honest, food was s0-s0. I had high hopes that the food would be good, but it turned out only so-so. Slightly disappointed.

Char-grilled Aged Black Angus Prime Scotch Fillet


Wood Oven Special – Roasted Lamb


Market Seafood of the Day – Snapper with Peas?

The Angus Scotch Fillet was good although I personally felt the sauce drowned out some of the original beef flavour. Same with the Snapper. My least favourite was the roast lamb as I found it rather tough and rubbery :/

Don’t think I’d be returning there for food in the near future. Lovely place, but I’d expect better for the price.


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Autumn Red and Browns

Its been really finger-numbingly cold these past few days here in Adelaide. And rather warm just a week ago. Has Adelaide’s weather skipped right past autumn straight into winter already? Darn, and I was looking forward to dressing up for some cool-but-not-cold weather too :(


Yesterday’s outfit: Autumn colours, for winter weather.

Painted my nails a bright cheery yellow to combat the chilly and damp air. Uneven polka-dots because I’ve got no skill and also because I was impatient. Wrinkly knot top because I bundled it up in a net bag and threw it into the washing machine.

Boyfriend’s watch from Guess
Knit top from CottonOn
Whistle and locket chain necklace & bracelet from Diva
Print skirt from EBay
Bag from Sportsgirl
Hooded coat from Clothesbucket


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