Week #3 of holidays
During the last week of holidays, I began feeling super drained and I wanted to take a break from my break because I felt like I was going out too much and I really just wanted to stay at home and rest and bludge LOL. A lot of excellent things happened in that week though.
Week #1 of post-Melbourne holiday life
Been a very busy holidays, but apparently not too busy for me that I can’t whip up some oldschool-style Liz blog posts! Had a few free days after Melbourne, which I used to make a beautiful rainbow to-do list and catch up on a bit of study (which basically did not happen at all during the term). I then began a long streak of doing various awesome things with various awesome people.
call me super glue cause holy shit do i get attached
Fun fact time: many of my old acquaintances still make joking comments whenever they see me wearing pink, because as a child (and honestly pretty much right up to high school) I would refuse to associate with any pink objects.
It wasn’t because I didn’t like pink, it was because since I appeared female I was supposed to/ it was immediately assumed that I did and therefore it pissed me the ever-loving fuck off. I was ashamed to like it, which is terrible because pink is an awesome color. But when you shove it down young girls throats it gets really old, really fast.
Give the child the fucking rainbow, and if they pick pink, it’s not because they are female and/or effeminate, it’s because they like the color pink.
Yo so I’ve just started getting back into pink stuff now because of exactly this.
Now I want all the pink things to make up for my many years of disassociating with it
Woah all of the above tho. My entire childhood revolved around hating pink, simply because i was forced into liking it. I think alot of it also comes from hearing comments made to my cousins/guy mates like “ew you like pink, youre a giiiiiiirl” and “no you cant have that, its a girls colour” . Since when do fucking COLOURS assign gender?
I confess that in second grade I told everyone that yellow was my favourite colour because I was trying really hard to dissociate myself from pink (even though it probably was my true favourite colour at the time).
"The more you know who you are, and what you want, the less you let things upset you"
Any time I’m in the Rocks, I always suggest a stop at Baroque Patisserie. This gorgeous creation was called ‘Voltaire’ and was a vanilla bean cheesecake covered in white chocolate and topped with a fresh raspberry. I split this with Khoa’s French friend Alex and he enjoyed it just as much as me.
Khoa and Coco had almond croissants, which were delectable. You know you have good taste when two French boys are impressed with your patisserie choices ;)
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An abridged version of xkcd’s ‘Frequency’ of actions (Averages) around the world, check out the longer version. [x]
It’s interesting to see something so incredibly huge, like deaths/births per minute displayed so simply.