Crazy, Crazy Week.

The past week has been absolutely nuts, so many things have changed so rapidly I'm not sure how to deal with them. It's all so new to me having never done it before.

Here's the basic run down of the week:

Saturday, my entire backyard changed when someone came and took the sheds away, which is something I haven't ever seen before. It looks entirely strange, especially with piles of things that came from the sheds, and leaves and stuff from on and around the sheds. As you can see, it looks absolutely feral.

The second major change was the inside of my house. Basically all the furniture is in an entirely different place to usual, and even if it's not in an awkward pile somewhere, like my entire bedroom for the moment, it's stacked full of other things for the garage sale that goes all weekend. As for my bedroom, it's basically all of the things that have nowhere else to be. My sisters room has become storage for all the things we are selling that haven't yet found a place, including clothing, and my mothers room is where everyone except me is sleeping, along with various boxes of things we are taking with us. As you can see, even with my dog sleeping in my room, it's kind of unlivable, and that's just one side of it.


The third and final thing is myself. While I am usually not very feminine at all, especially in what I wear, which is usually a pair of skinny jeans and a random band shirt or hoodie, apparently lately I've taken to putting effort into my appearance and wearing coordinated outfits. Twice this week I managed that, while yesterday I just wore all black and today I had things to do so I wore shorts and a shirt. But one day I wore red jeans, a white tank and a red and black scarf, tied together with my black sunglasses. Quite matching, which is strange. And another day I wore turquoise jeans, a shirt that is majority blues and greens, my black sunglasses, a black jacket with a green logo and even a turquoise bra. Extremely well coordinated for someone who usually just puts the closest clothes on. As you can see, it worked well. I took the photo while I was sitting on the lounge playing Red Dead Redemption on my XBox 360 like the feminine little thing I am. My hair was even done that day.


So I'll leave you with that as I contemplate finding something to eat, although food is making me feel ill lately, and thinking of what to do after this weekend is over. I can't believe how fast this whole crazy thing is going, I'm excited and scared all at the same time, and very stoked that I get to fly to the new town instead of taking the 20 hour drive.

Pois vanha, uuden.

Having had a fairly crazy week which was full of doing things which are, for me, out of the ordinary, I decided I would share some of my lovely adventures. Most of which are not particularly exciting, but given that everything right now is kind of new to me, I'd like to talk about it.

As you may or may not know, over the last 2 weeks my mother has been endeavoring to sell everything in our home so that we can pack up and move 20 hours away to the lovely sunshine state. So far, we have sold a relatively decent amount, however, the mass destruction that it has caused within my house and backyard is kind of scary. I've been considering going and digging some trenches since it already resembles a war zone.

That aside, having to get rid of so many things is kind of a shock. While you see everything in your own house everyday, you never quite realise the magnitude of trying to clean it all out until you have to, and believe me, after living for 12 years in one house, there is a lot of accumulated stuff to get rid of.

So the first new thing I've done this week is pack everything inside my room into one box. It's strange having empty shelves and cupboards in my bedroom that I'm still living in for almost another month. I then packed all the clothes I own into a single suitcase, and having had to live from a suitcase for a month before, it's not that hard for me to do, but it's certainly less organised than I am accustomed to.

Second was less of a something I've never done before than it was a something I haven't done for quite a while. That was going to Cooma for lunch with Bottsy. Bottsy is basically the man I call my father, since he has basically raised me, and he has most certainly been there more often than my biological father. So for the first time in quite a while, we went to KFC, him, my mother, my younger sister and myself. It was a nice day out. Then that night we went to dinner with him and his girlfriend, who is a lovely girl and I think she is wonderful for him. We also partook in trivia at the local bowling and sports club, and almost won.


Yesterday, for the first time since I was very young, I got to see my yard without any sheds or the carport. And since I have never seen it with it's cement and no sheds it was an entirely new experience for me. It looks so strange, I'm kind of glad I'm leaving so I don't have to become accustomed to that. However, the dogs were pleased with new territory to explore. I also, for the first time ever, helped man a table at the local markets with Abbey and her mum, who then forced me to take some jewelry she had made home and I felt awful about it. But it did save me money since I managed to get my younger sister a decent Christmas present out of it.


Today, my sister and her son came down for the night, so they will be here until sometime tomorrow. Which is entertaining since my nephew is only 4 months old, and is cute and babbles a lot. It's certainly something different to be around, but it's nice. And for the first time in a while, I have enough time with nobody else in the house to play my XBox, and I have decided Red Dead Redemption is the go for the moment, and will now go and attempt to finish it.

Hair Colours.

This month I had a moment of indecision about what I wanted to do with my hair, so I just coloured it a few times. It went from brown, to blonde, to red, back to brown. All over a 2 week period. My hair is no longer healthy, and I thought I would share the progress of my hair in a few photos. The first photo is of my original brown hair colour, which is an old photo, but it hadn't changed then. The second was the blonde after I had blow dried it. The third was one night when Abbey curled my hair and we decided, for some reason, to look good, even though we were only staying in my room all night. The final photo is from my last exam, I had pigtails in, because I decided finishing school in a circle was a brilliant idea, and hairstyle was the only circle I could decide would work.

Hullu Kertaa.

After having the craziest month and a half, I am back, and probably a little more sensible than before. So, as anyone who lives in New South Wales, Australia would know, the HSC started on the 18th of October, so basically my entire month of October was dedicated to exams. That same week the rest of my household, being my mother and sister, went on a lovely holiday to visit our family in Hervey Bay Queensland. They were gone for almost a fortnight, I had my first 4 HSC exams while they were away.

When they returned, my mother was contemplating moving up there to help her sister, who has an ill husband and four children. On the 10th of November I sat my final HSC exam, and I was fully intending on heading to Melbourne for an interview at SAE to do a bachelor of audio production with them. That interview is set to start in 2 hours, and I am clearly 8 hours away from that destination. That can simply be explained.

In exactly a month I will be living in Queensland, somewhere along Wide Bay soaking up the sun and attempting to combat the heat. I will be applying to do a Bachelor of Business specialising in events management via distance education, and I will probably be looking for a job as well. I will have left the one place I have ever lived, all the people I have ever known, and basically anything familiar for a place that I've never visited in a climate that I have never had to handle.

My house is a shamozzle, a complete mess and nothing can be found anywhere. For example, I need to pay my phone and internet bill, and I remember putting it on my table, but for the life of me, I cannot find it on the table anywhere because of the piles of things that need to be sold, packed or thrown out. My bedroom is almost entirely packed into one box and one suitcase, and a pile of things I am not keeping, such as my 30 jumpers that were necessary here in winter that I will probably not need in the Queensland climate. My backyard is in some sort of crazy state that I can't even explain as we have sold the sheds and everything from inside of them (including shelves and benches) has been moved outside onto the lawn or cement. The only room that still makes sense is the bathroom, and that is because we cannot pack that room until the morning we are leaving.

As a person who rarely remembers dreams, I'm in a strange situation since this moving has begun. I've been having insanely vivid dreams, that make little sense, about people I used to be friends with but have lost touch with. They are always people I have either had feelings for, or have been very close with in the past. It's kind of strange. I think my brain might be trying to process all the memories from this town and my life so far into dreams, but it's just coming off wrong. I know I'll miss this place and everything it's done for me, and all the people here who have helped me grow as a person, but I can't stay here as there just isn't anything here for me.

I am scared of forgetting things about this place, about the people here, about my own memories here. As anyone would be had they not actually ever lived anywhere else. It's kind of strange for me to make plans this quick and just start doing things to make it happen, rather than planning out the details and creating concise and effective lists of how to do things and when we should have what done. Usually I am so organised about plans like this, but this time, not so much. Then again, having had so many people let me down or disappoint me lately, I'm kind of getting used to having to deal with things as they come, which has often happened, but usually other people deal with it for me, now it's up to me.

So, I apologise for my absence, and I will be making an effort to update you on my life as I move along this new path. This journey shall be an interesting one, and hopefully everything goes according to, well, whatever this is since it's not a plan.