Definition of a shitty day:

29th of March 2011 
To kick off the day, I woke up with a sore neck from sleeping in an awkward position (or perhaps unknowingly went on another one of my many sleepwalking adventures....?). After a coffee from Edmunds and Greer which I must admit was pretty good, I got home to work on my essay on the Fifth Crusade. "Rightio", I thought to myself. "I've had a fantastic coffee and now I'm nearly finished my essay! Yipeeeee". Upon finishing the essay, I wanted to double check the word limit, and that was the crucial moment that my morning went downhill. Turns out I had written my essay, due in three days and worth 40% of my overall mark, ON A CRUSADE WHICH WASN'T ON THE LIST OF ESSAY TOPICS TO CHOOSE FROM. 
Yes, my friend. I had written 1500 words for nothing! But wait-there's more! The phone rings as I'm banging my head on the table, wallowing at my faliure to be organised, and I run to pick it up thinking it'll save me from my misery. I answer the phone to find out that it's my university. "Is this Chloe?" they ask. "Yes, that's me..?" I reply, while my head is swarming with ideas as to why the university would be calling me. Did I win a huge scholarship? Do they want me to fly all around Europe to show how amazingly brilliant and insanely hilarious I am? Did they call to say that the Fifth Crusade was accidently left off the list of essay topics, but it's actually an option and thus my 1500 words wasn't a big fat waste of time? "Chloe...we've been trying to call your mobile but you haven't answered...you need to bring in your tax file number by 5pm or we're going to have to cancel your enrolment". Yes, you read that right. Cancel my university enrolment. To get an idea of my reaction to this statement, click here.  I needed to bring in the tax file number...WHICH I HAD LOST! For about 2 hours I was running like a cow on crack around my house, emptying desk drawers and even going through every item of my wardrobe in the hope of finding the piece of paper. I found it. Handing it in to the university student centre was like the scene near the end of the Shawshank Redemption where he's running in the rain.

On a more positive note:
1. I got a job interview to tutor HSC English at a coaching college which will be a good source of money if I get it! Yipeee for potential employment and hello wasting money on material goods + saving for Europe!
2. Now I don't usually promote blogs on here, but my friend Alisha's is an exception. She is literally one of the most HILARIOUS people I know, and her antics never fail to whack a smile on my dial. She's just starting up her blog and has (finally) published her first ever post, so click here to read it! I've put her blog on my Blog List on the left hand side of this page so you don't have an excuse not to read it. Enough said.
3. I've actually got a really weird addiction to borrowing library books. Over the three few days I have literally borrowed FIFTEEN books from my university library...I think I need professional help with this addiction.
4. Saw the ad for Titanic 3D. Three dimensional Jack Dawson. Need I say more?
5. I have once again absolutely fallen in love with a song. It's called Where is My Mind, by Sunday Girl. Whenever I listen to it, it just makes me thing of wandering late at night and dreaming. Please excuse my sad attempt at penning my thoughts. If you haven't been turned off by my pathetic attempt at describing it, click here to hear it!

I am now off to cry at the fact that I have to write another essay on the Crusades. Hopefully I'll get it right this time *facepalm* 
Chloe X

How is she only 16 years old!?

I've kind of fallen in love with Birdy's voice. She is SO talented...and I'm here all like "lerl imma go do my middle agezz essaay and readings for media yoolloooo carpe diem broooo". But seriously, this cover is almost as good as the original! So nice to listen to in this chilly weather.

List-O-Mania

I've noticed that I have a really odd habit of writing lists for everything. I can't tell whether it's some form of OCD or because I have a terrible memory (my memory is pretty much the same as Dory's in Finding Nemo). I write To-Do Lists, special edition To-Do lists, lists of things to buy, lists of things to tell different people, lists of books to borrow at the Uni library, lists of places I want to go, lists of songs that I hear on the radio that I want to download, and lists of things to write on this blog. Since I haven't blogged properly for a week (I blame university), here is the happenings of my past week.

HAPPENINGS OF THE WEEK THAT HAS JUST PAST:
1. I drank SO much coffee last Tuesday that during a tutorial, I was certain that a sign on the wall said 'White board penis' rather than 'white board pen'. I sat there giggling to myself like a true coffee addict.
2. I KIND OF GOT A JOB! It's pretty cool, too. Well cool if you like Justin Bieber, which I'm sure the majority of you don't. But I'm going to tell you the tale of getting my job regardless. I saw an advertisement on a careers website to work in Myer at the launch of Justin Bieber's new perfume (which goes for six weeks), and I applied thinking that it'd be fun way to earn some cash. On Thursday morning I got a job interview for THAT AFTERNOON, which meant that I had fifteen minutes to RUN from uni to the office. I had to get changed as fast as I could in the toilets at uni, and as I was running out I wacked my hip on the hand-dryer and now have a nice scar/bruise. Getting the bruise was worth it though, because I GOT THE JOB! The awkwardest thing happened at the job interview though-In front of an entire boardroom of people, I was asked to describe what the perfume smells like. The awkward part is that I've never smelt it,  and went on to make up the smell of the scent on the spot. I said "Hmm...the scent is slightly musky, not too citrusy and has a feminine and girly tone". I must have said something right because I got the job!
3. Yesterday I helped my Mum out at a second-hand book stall at a local art and craft show. When I was helping packing up, I came across an 80s movie called 'Pretty in Pink'. I watched it last night and it is now officially one of my favourite movies. It made my cry. Yes, and 80's flick made me cry. Such a great film! You should all watch it.
4. I absolutely love the song Taylor Swift wrote for The Hunger Games. I haven't read the book/seen the film, but it's such a beautiful song! Click here to hear it. 
5. I cannot WAIT for The Carrie Diaries to come out on TV. I am a huge Sex and the City fan, and this new prequel series looks so great! AnnaSophia Robb is going to make such a great young version of Carrie!
6. Yesterday I realised that my Media and History essays that I thought were due in two weeks are actually due NEXT WEEK. This week I am literally becoming a hermit. Not going to be fun.

Until next time,
ChlobeWan xx

WATCH THIS SPACE...

A mega-post is coming up tomorrow. Prepare thyself for awesomeness.

In the mean time, appreciate this photo (if you will) that I took of Phoebe this evening whilst we were relaxing at the golf course at the bottom of my street (my new favourite place). I go there every afternoon now at dusk because:

1. The sky is so beautiful. It's like a screensaver you'd find on a Mac.

2. Everything is silent except for the birds and the wind (I should really just become a full time poet...).

3. The grass is quite nice to sprawl out on. It's almost like an organic mattress of sorts. 

4. I can kind of just go down there to think about things. Contemplate. Ponder. Any other synonym for 'think'. Except when Phoebe comes, because we just end up talking about Matthew Crawley from Downton Abbey. 

In the picture I took, Phoebe is running after our dog Daisy, who shortly after the picture was taken, jumped into a nice bath of mud. Mum wasn't very pleased to see that her caramel dog returned as a lump of dirt. 

THIS IS NO BRIDGIT JONEESSS

So with the angst of a teenage band,
Here's another song about a gender I'll never understand

The one where she wants to go to Cairo...

So I'm basically drowning under university work. I know I shouldn't be complaining-I'm only at uni for 12 hours a week (Oh the hard life of being an arts student), but the amount of readings I have to do is doing my head in! That said, the week that has just passed (my second week of uni), was very enjoyable. In my Media lecture we watched clips from Friends and The Simpsons to help us understand the theory that we're learning! I also had my first Media tutorial, where to my absolute joy I walked in to discover that my tutor is our lecturer (who is insanely awesome), and my Archaeology tutorial took place in the University's museum, where our tutor told us fascinating stories about the Mummies in the museum. I found it so interesting that I forced two friends to come to the museum with me the following day so I could play tour guide and tell them the stories (why am I so cool...). I then finished off the day drinking cider on the lawns outside one of the uni pubs as the sun set=very happy Chloe. I was at the bar to meet the people from my university's radio group, and they were a really cool bunch of people, one of whom was a British guy on exchange from London who shares my love for Nick Grimshaw.

OTHER RANDOM RAMBLINGS:
-Why did I chose the Crusades as my essay topic for History when I know absolutely nothing about them? I tried reading the Wikipedia page for them but even the complexity of that nearly melted my eyes and made a stir-fry out of my brain
-I'm going through a phase where I really want to travel to Cairo. I'm just so fascinated by Ancient Egypt, and to see the pyramids in reality would be mind-blowing. Shame I don't have a job and have an addiction to coffee...the only place where I'll be travelling for the next few years is to uni and Edmunds and Greer!
-This cold weather is making me a very happy teenager. Perfect weather for drinking coffee (and Irish Breakfast Tea), and it also provides the perfect excuse to rock my awesome Angry Birds slippers. What of it.
-I heard that Coldplay are touring Australia at some point in the near future. I'm. So. There. (Again, I'm currently broke, so if you have a strange urge to buy me a ticket, go ahead! I'll repay you in a nice Chloe hug)
-Phoebe and I are totally going to try out for the next Australian Amazing Race. Totally prepared to risk public humiliation for free travel!
-I'm currently brainstorming epic April Fools Day ideas. They are epically epic.
-Phoebe has to do a presentation for law on Monday, and she's 'presented' it to me so many times that I feel as though I could get up there on Monday and do it pretending to be her.
-I'm seeing one of my friends who lives in LA on Monday and I CANNOT WAIT!

I am now off to babysit. Yeah, I'm so cool that I babysit on a Saturday night. Boys, one at a time please.

Chloe Xx

MY HEAD. IT HURTS.

I am not lying when I tell you that I have been catching up on reading for the Middle Ages (the unit I'm currently doing for History) since 3pm this afternoon. It is now 8.42pm, despite what the confused time will tell you at the bottom of this post (usually a couple of hours off. I am yet to work out how to alter the time-zone!). Everything is the Middle Ages and nothing hurts. Except my head. It feels as though someone has filled it with water and it is now full, but they're still trying to pour more water in (why aren't I a poet....?!). I've only got 10 more pages to go before I'm up to date, and then can finally rest my head and go to sleep. To celebrate, I'll write a mega-post tomorrow morning. You heard it right. A MEGA POST. A bajillion words and all. Oh deary me..I am so tired that I should really publish this post and get back to work before my head hits my desk and my eyelids superglue shut.

The only thing getting me through the million pages on the Middle Ages (I really do love that rhyme) is the song Love Like a Sunset by Phoenix, which I've had on repeat for a very, very long time! Phoenix really is a genre of its own. Click here to hear the song (only after you put in your head-phones and turn your volume up full blast. Trust me-it'll be worth it!). Be sure to listen to the whole thing! It just gets better and better. Best study music in the history of life. It's just so beautiful!

Sozzle McGozzles.

Please excuse the lateness of this update (and the lameness of the title of this post-it's my new way of saying 'sorry'). It seems as though my university work load isn't a fan of this blog, and would rather my attention not continually drift away from it's endless pages.

The weekend that has just passed was insanely busy, however not a 'bad' busy in the slightest. One of my oldest friends flew down from Ballina to stay with me for the weekend, and we made sure we didn't waste any time. We watched a terribly enjoyable (but all the more terrible) movie called 'I Don't Know How She Does It', (A movie that is almost as bad as its title), ate lots of crap, laughed at old videos, went out for dinner, enjoyed spontaneous Greek dancing at a restaurant that we walked past and got invited into, participated in some seriously intense karaoke and then ended up on the harbour sipping cocktails. If you call that a bad weekend, then in the words of Mary Poppins, "you need a spoonful of sugar". 

OTHER UPDATES IN THE LIFE OF CHLOE: 

1. I know everyone has probably already seen it, but I watched 500 Days of Summer the other night AND IT IS SUCH A GREAT MOVIE! It's greatness may or may not have been exemplified by the extreme sex appeal of Joseph Gordon-Levitt, who I may or may not be in love with after watching the film...

2. I walked through three, THREE spiderwebs whilst walking to my front door after uni today. When I looked in the mirror once I got inside (and had stopped running around panicking like a duck on crack), it looked like I was wearing a hair-net. Three. Spiderwebs. THREEEEE. Why can life be so cruel!? It's as if life knew that I have a phobia of spiders and thought it would be funny to Punk me, minus the video cameras and Ashton Kutcher. 

3. I am absolutely obsessed with season two of Downton Abbey. It is truly the best thing I have ever watched. Matthew Crawley in uniform...Oh my.

4. I didn't have a coffee today and I'm still alive

5. I realised how behind I am in uni work after discovering that I have to read FIFTY PAGES ON THE MIDDLE AGES FOR TOMORROW MORNING. FIFTY PAGES ON THE MIDDLE AGES RHYMES. I'M REALLY TIRED AND SHOULD REALLY START THIS READING.

Over and out,

Chloe x

Everyone is hating on the rainy weather...

...and I'm sitting here wishing that it was like this every single day! I am so incredibly glad that Summer is over, and am currently embracing this refreshing cold change. The heater is on, I'm wearing (almost) as many layers as Ashley Olsen, and to top it all off I am enjoying a lovely hot coffee that my Grandma kindly dropped over knowing that I was home alone. Can this day get any better? I think not. Unless Ed Sheeran turns up at my doorstep to serenade me. Or any other British musician for that matter.


So my first week of university is drawing to a close, and I actually could not be any more happy about it. Not in the sense that I hate it and am happy that it's nearly the weekend, but rather that this week has assured me that I did make the right decision to choose the course that I did. Yesterday I had my first ever Media lecture, and the whole time I was sitting there trying to act cool when the little people inside my brain were screaming "I LOVE THIS OMG THIS IS MY DREAM COURSE PARTAYAAYY TIMEEE". I also had my first archaeology lecture, and the only way to describe it was...random? I was pretty disappointed walking in to the lecture to find that our lecturer was not Indiana Jones, but I swallowed some cement and got over it. We got a notification about our first essay which made me want to cry right there and then, but the swelling tears rested back in their ducts (nice imagery right there) after our lecturer told us that our tutorials are held underneath the University's museum (which even has a real mummy!), AND WE GET TO PUT ON GLOVES AND TOUCH THINGS! The only other downside to the lecture was that our lecturer would put up a slide and I'd begin typing it up...then BAM! The next slide would come up after I had written down three words. My notes from that lecture consist of "Civilisations...elements of a civilisation...random quote off a British academic about the word civilisation??". My sister's final lecture finished at 6pm, so instead of heading home I just sat in the quadrangle. It was raining, and I sat on a ledge looking out to the quad. It looked so incredibly beautiful in the rain that I just sat there looking like a tourist for an hour and a half. 

OTHER THOUGHTS:
-I found a gorgeous little cafe in Newtown called The Bell Jar. It's absolutely tiny but insanely awesome, sells incredible coffee, plays old music and has tonnes of Frankie magazines lying around to read. I'll definitely be back there soon!
-I stumbled across this on Tumblr: "That moment when you finish a book, look around, and realize that everyone is just carrying on with their lives as though you didn’t just experience emotional trauma at the hands of a paperback". I couldn't stop laughing because this is EXACTLY how I felt when I finished the final Harry Potter book on the train home from school. The entire world of Harry Potter had just come to a close, and I just shut the book and looked around at all the people sitting on the train reading their newspapers and playing on their phones, oblivious to the fact that the emotional roller-coaster that is the Harry Potter series had ended for me! I love when you see something, whether it's a quote, Facebook group or anything along those lines and realise that it's not just you that feels a certain way about something! 
-Last night I was scrolling down my newsfeed, and about every second person had shared the video of 'Kony 2012'.  I support any campaign that attempts to bring a war criminal to justice/address the issue of child soldiers, but I'm just hoping that people don't just post the video and then forget about the issue- It's going to take a lot of action to capture Kony and get him to the ICC! Go on the website for Invisible Children and sign the pledge today. 
-I love how Matt Corby is getting famous! I kind of knew him back in the Australian Idol days (I versed him in handball once and got out immediately because I was so distracted buy his angelic appearance). I even went to his Australian Idol Grandfinal party. He lost. It was pretty awkward. I also have a funny story about him-We were catching a train once and he was sitting nearby, and he had written his number on his skateboard. I gave my old phone to a 14 year old family friend, and I didn't delete my contacts. I wonder if she's worked out she has Matt Corby's number...


I kind of fell in love with him after he sung this on Idol!

Now go outside and jump in some puddles!
Chloe x

University.

So I kind of had my first day at University today. I woke up bright and early (the earliest I had woken up in three months), and it took an embarrassingly long time to work out what to wear. I ended up throwing on my Muse tour top, denim shorts and loafers. Why aren't I a world famous fashionista?! Move over Alexa Chung! When choosing shoes to wear, I nearly cried when I broke the zipper on my combat boots. Those combat boots and I have had a roller coaster ride of a relationship. When my friend and I went in to buy a pair of combat boots each two summers ago they were the last pair in our size, and after a lengthy (and heated) debate over who should get them, I won (you never challenge Chloe when she's focused on shopping). Fast-forward two years and those combat boots have walked pretty much to the Moon and back. I bought another pair of combat boots in LA when I was there in November but they don't have the same scruffiness as the broken ones. #firstworldproblems. WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO WEAR ON MY FEET NOW?! FEMININE SHOES?? PAAHH! 

Not long after the emotional act of chucking my combat boots in the bin (and three coffees later) I was sitting in my first ever history lecture: The Middle Ages. I thought that I was going to be a complete loner in History (as it seems as though everyone and their mother is doing either Philosophy or American Studies), but then I remembered my good friend Rachel was doing it, and I stuck to her like Jessica Watson sticks to the spotlight. I may or may not have been trembling from the caffeine throughout the lecture. Whilst walking I lost the heel of my loafers. It literally fell off. Why do my shoes hate me so much? I treat them fine!  Fast forward two lectures, delicious hot chips, a large Boost (even though I only paid for a Medium ;), and I was at home. Well, I am at home. Writing this. Now. There's my day in two paragraphs.

P.S. This made me laugh. A lot. SNL skits actually make my life. Click here to watch it (excuse the crappy quality-copyright has seen all the good quality versions taken down!).
P.P.S. Is it just me or does Jessie J literally sound like she's going vocal acrobatics in her song Domino?
P.P.P.S. I've always dreamed of having a crappy day and rocking up to the airport to book the next ticket out of Sydney. Shame that coffee tends to eat all my money!

How do you spell Jessica Watson? S-E-L-L O-U-T!

So I was casually reading the Telegraph this morning (don't judge-there was no other newspaper available this morning at Edmunds and Greer), and upon reading a little article I nearly choked to death on my coffee. Just when I thought I couldn't loathe Jessica Watson anymore than I currently do, I discover that she's a contestant on the latest series of Dancing with The Stars. I think she's realised that she really can't dwell any longer/make any more money from something she did two years ago, and that it's time to find another way to battle her way into the public eye! She has published her book, ended her deal with Ellé Bache, had her documentary made, and won Young Australian of the Year (which only really sent out the message that with enough money you can do anything). It's pretty much universally acknowledged that when any 'celebrity' signs up for Dancing with The Stars, their career is about to slide down a really steep hill into mud. So long, Jessica Watson! I've literally just stopped laughing about this. Oh deary me.

This week was pretty intense. I had my university's O-Week (more like H2oweek-I think the weather isn't really a fan of Sydney University), which I spent signing up for societies, eating too many hot chips at the Manning to escape the foul weather, meeting up with old friends/meeting new friends, and going to some random events like speed dating which proved to be a lot of fun! One of the down sides was discovering the prices of my various textbooks-my archaeology one alone is ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY DOLLARS. This week you'll find me desparately trawling online second hand bookstores in an attempt to prevent me from going broke!

In other news:
1. I've started writing in the beautiful new journal that my friend Eleni gave me on my 18th birthday. She wrote an amazing quote made by William Wordsworth on the very first page: "Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart". That is precisely what a journal is for. I've been keeping journals since I could put sentences together, and whenever I start a new journal and I'm in that awkward self-conscious phase of trying to sound proper, I remember my policy-If I wouldn't be humilated if someone else read the journal, then I'm not doing it right. A journal needs to be honest, and therefore embarrassing (well in my case anyway). If it's just you trying to sound clever, then it's not going to be much fun reading it in twenty years time! It's also great when you write down things which you're stressed about-I've found writing my problems down to be a good sort of therapy. Usually writing things down makes you realise how stupid it is that you're worring about it so much and makes it easier to move on!
2. Yesterday was one of those terribly shitty days. I woke up at 5.55am to prepare for buying One Direction tickets (don't judge), and at 9.00 when they went on sale the entire website crashed. By the time I had the opportunity to buy them, they had all sold out. Pure poo on toast. Then Mum informed me that my brother was 'sick' (AKA Had a bit of a sore throat and wanted to play the computer game 'Minecraft' all day) so I couldn't walk to the shops to get a coffee. Finally, to top off an insanely boring day indoors because of the weather, I walked into the laundry and literally thought that my 14 year old dog was about to die-he was shaking and his back legs were failing. He's OK now, but it was very scary seeing as though both my parents were at work!
3. I came across an amazing quote yesterday-"He closed his eyes and sank into the warm dusk that separates consciousness and sleep, where reality bends and sways to the wind of thought, and where creativity blossoms in its freedom from boundaries  nd all things are possible". I don't know if it's just me, but I can always tell when I'm on the brink of falling asleep. All of a sudden I start thinking about super, super random things that I don't really have any control over, and that's why I love the quote above so much-it's so accurate!
4. I'm posting my ultimate dinner party guest list tomorrow. It's a bit long...but the more the merrier!

P.S. In the letter that Eleni wrote at the front of my journal, she noted what I wrote here on my blog the day before my 17th birthday last year. "Cars are hilarious...I was on the bus this morning and I honestly couldn't stop laughing. It's people in boxes with wheels". I really do write about life-changing stuff on this blog!