This is real, this is me I'm exactly who I want to be now. I feel like I am complete, I am happy. Every day I couldn't ask for more than just waking up and listening to your voice. Every night I want to sleep with you and that is the wish, I wish for. I couldn't be happier to be with you, day by day my heart grows stronger and my knees become weaker, the wall no longer exists and I am happy to say that I am in love with you. Through the fights and the hardships, the doubts and the disappointments, I know our love will overcome all these challenges life gives us. For like you said, we aren't arguing; we are argluing (every time we argue, our love becomes stronger and therefore we are gluing each other together again). You make me so happy, and I never thought that someone could make me feel this way. Our love could be a movie or a drama, our love could make a better film than the notebook. The connection I feel is like something I have never felt before, and I will never feel again. I want to grow old with you and spend every last second of my life with you. I do believe in love. I do believe that soul mates exist, because I have them. I love you my husband, my prince and my life.

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Finally decided to start posting again after a long hiatus. Happy New year everyone! Hope everyone wished big for 2013 and are starting to fight for their dreams! I have just graduated from high school and now I am on the road to adulthood.. which couldn't be more scarier. A lot has happened since I last posted and I guess this is my public online diary, so I might as well share what has happened ^^. 

Graduating highschool was not easy, it was the worst time of my life. I procrastinated throughout the whole year and left assignments and studying for tests at the last minute. I lost my motivation for wanting to be a doctor but I still have that dream and always will. Hopefully I will make it into University and study something that I love, something that I will be happy with for the rest of my working days. I am going to miss all of the year 12s and the crazy times we have all shared together, some through primary school to high school and some through only high school. I love everyone and wish everyone the best for their future endeavours. Thinking about it now makes me slightly emotional, I am really going to miss waking up early and struggling to put my uniform on the correct way for school each morning. Walking through those gates and wishing I was back home sleeping, dreading classes everyday knowing I haven't finished my assignments or I haven't studied for a test. Having heaps of laughs and acting like complete idiots with my friends. Bitching about the lower years and how sheepish they all are. I made memories that I will never forget at that high school, falling over all the time, falling up and down the stairs, losing my locker keys or just leaving them in the locker lock itself. 

I also turned 18 and experienced many hangovers which I never want to experience again. I also got alcohol poisoning once and that was defiantly not something I will have again. I danced so hard my shoes soles broke and i was only walking around with material around my foot, that was very embarrassing. I also remember everything I did, so I don't understand how people complain about not remembering anything after getting drunk, when to me I can? Ohwells. 

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At the end of the year, I fell in love. That was probably the most significant time in the whole of 2012. One day I was at home on the computer talking to the usual people, then all of a sudden some random guy messaged me. We were friends on Facebook, however, I had no clue who he was. Before messaging back I checked his Facebook to see if there was any chance of me knowing him. But it was completely random. So I messaged him back and said no do i know you. Anyway he was from the same city as me and coincidentally lived not that far away. We kept messaging back and forth until it was bed time. I thought after that we would never message or talk to each other again but surprisingly the next day I got a message from him. I was happy because I felt like he wanted to talk to me and that he seemed to be interested in talking. At first when we talked it seemed like he was kind of cold… but after he seemed really sweet, like a teddy bear made of candy. We continued to talk every day and soon I could feel my heart beating for him. He made me smile and each day I would wait for him to message me. Even if it was a late message I would still feel really happy. When we talked it seemed to click, we could talk for hours and it seemed like only a minute. I knew I started to fall for him when I would constantly think about him and wait for his reply or message. I could feel myself losing the strength I put up because of my previous relationships. The wall I put up from falling was decaying into nothing. I hoped that he felt the same way I did for him and for some reason, I could feel that he did. He was cute and showed true emotion, something other guys lack or can't show genuinely. The cheesiness he showed made my heart flutter, it felt good even though it was incredibly cheesy. I wanted to be with him but I had to play it cool. Haha I am so gay, play it cool, so gay. Anyway I kept my distance and but tried to keep closer. I was waiting for him to say he liked me and to ask me out. He was really handsome to me and he acted really cute. I remember the first time we talked on the phone and he was hyperventilating because he was shy. It was so adorable and I just wanted to hug him. After awhile he asked me to be his gf and i was so happy. I finally found someone who I clicked with and wanted to be with. He makes me happier than anyone else could. He makes me laugh at his stupid actions and words. He makes me cry for him and can make me angry over him. He triggers every emotion in me that I know that we are connected. I always feel special to him because he tries to make me happy and to feel that way. He tries to make me smile each day but even without him trying I still smile. I started to fall in love with this guy, and I couldn't stop it. I fell for him, I fell in love with him for who he is and how he makes me feel. My love for him makes me feel like we are soul mates and that we are supposed to be together. He makes me feel like I have a great future ahead of myself and not only that with him. I love how when he's angry he pulls me closer and doesn't push me away. I know one thing its that I can never stay mad at him because when I am all I can think about is how much I love him. I can feel that he loves me to by the stuff he says and the stuff he does. He's the man every girl dreams about through all of their life, the prince. Someone to be there for you through tough times, someone to hold your hand through the complications of life. Someone to care for you and never want anything to happen to you. Someone who can light up your life just by being around. Someone who would do anything for you and everything to be with you. This guy is my prince, and I know this because I can feel it. Eventhough I am still young, age cannot defy emotion and cannot limit one in falling in love. This guy's name is Colin. I love you Colin, and I always will, you make me believe that the life and the world can be a great place, and that true princes exist. 

Honestly, I have been feeling fractured by my state of mind lately. I've lost my aspirations, goals and dreams. It almost feels as if I am walking into an oblivion of shattered remaining's of what my life once was. I wish someone would help motivate me or at least listen to my woes. But unfortunately  it seems I am destined to be alone with my negative thoughts, I want to cast them away, to a different planet perhaps.

Goodbye baby, goodbye.

This post I have decided it to be a massive rant.

I'm not going to mention any names, but there's this girl (whom I used to work with) and she seems to be somewhat into the whole fashion industry. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this except the fact she insists that everyone in Adelaide has no style whatsoever. Honestly I have been reading her blog, well checked on it twice and it's a bunch of crap. I have nothing against her but what her perspectives are and the way she showcases it online. Fashion is NOT about having designer or in her case everything possible posted on tumblr items. She clearly states that Adelaide is behind in fashion and that 'majority' of girls have no sense of style and just follow trends. Um, right. Fashion is about freedom of expression, dress how YOU feel comfortable, OR what you wish to wear. Who cares if the style is from 500 centuries ago or 6000606 girls already wear the style, make it work, rock it and whoever complains is just envious.

Some people seem to have stick up there ass, and need someone to take it out kk

Went to Brisbane on Monday to do some shopping, finally! But instead we got lost trying to find this Irish pub that honestly I could care less about. Also dyed and cut my hair the following day just as Queensland’s weather decides it wants to become more tropical. Some positives of Brisbane is that there are a variety of different shops and boutiques with reasonable prices. A pleasant change from Adelaide's shopper atmosphere. Unfortunately I didn’t find anything to buy but I’m thinking of replacing my IPhone 4 for the Samsung nexus or s2. Another positive of Brisbane is the good-looking males walking around!

Mums 'Egyptian' perfume she purchased from the beach markets. 

 Yummy wedges, but so damn expensive for a limited amount. I want more wedge wedge!!!

I LOVED THE FOOD OMG SO GOOD!

Tried the green tea Frappuccino at Starbucks today; the taste was somewhat too sweet for my likings; I am more of a savory person. I enjoyed it but I couldn’t drink the entire humongous cup so Daddy had the rest. He quite enjoyed it actually, didn’t think he would. I brought a tumbler from there as well, thought it would keep in handy for winter days at school! Now I can bring hot chocolate or even chicken soup to school. The design was also very appealing another reason why I wanted it, most tumblers seem to have a somewhat tacky or bland coverage.

I didn’t take many photos today because we did not go anywhere special, just the usual shops right under our hotel room.

Here are some extra photos at the "glorious" waterfall near Tambourine. What waterfall? It was dry and it was like little sprinkles of water falling from like two huge rocks.. Nothing really special although there were naked men swimming in the rock pool <3___<3 

Queensland is very scenic, so much too view and do but little time. So far I’ve been having a great time here and most defiantly don’t wish to go back. I guess I’m using this vacation as an escape from the immense stress that will be occurring in my life when I get back. My last year of High school is approaching rapidly, and as it does I feel more terrified. I’m still young and want to accomplish so many things. I guess I have learnt to appreciate and value each second that I’m alive more. I wish to live without as many regrets as possible. 

Some extra Photos

I love Queensland so much, I wish I could live here in this hotel? But if I did I think I would be on holiday forever. Never come back to reality haha

Bought a few Korean cosmetics on Friday, I desperately needed new facemasks because my wonderful mother had stolen mine. (I only packed a few). I decided to try out the whitening tomato produced by ‘Tony Moly’, which so happens to be endorsed by the perfect man; Kim Hyun Joong. I have heard great reviews on this product, and since it was sold out back in Adelaide, It was a must purchase. If you’re wondering how this cutely packaged cream works, well it simply is meant to brighten and whiten your face. Although many products, especially Korean cosmetics seem to have “whitening” creams, gels, etc. The ones that I have tried haven’t seemed to affect my skin tone at all. Perhaps the whitening creams worked for others and my skin tone is only showing negative responses to the ingredients in the products, or it’s just the overall product is only packaging; nothing special. I shall review this product once I have used it a couple of time and post results, or none at all.

I also purchased a package of face and body masks. The bundle included, three facemasks of different sorts, a cutely packaged hair mask (hope it works, my hairs in need of repair), and a foot mask? Or strip? Not too sure on that one. And also a couple of etude house nose strips and under eye patches. Hopefully I will see results with these because it seems I’m hopeless when it comes to cosmetics; I only buy for the cute packaging.

Some Tony Moly whitening creams and toners in a pack. I am excited to try these babies out. Hopefully see results! Also with the purchase I received a gift from Etude House, some aloe Vera creams and body lotions. I love the smell of aloe Vera, it’s calming, soothing and helps relieve tension/stress! Oh, if you’re wondering what the store is called it’s ‘Clio’ and is located on Cavil mall near the Chevron hotel, where I’m staying.

 For lunch we decided to try the all-famous ‘Mos Burger’ that is originated in Japan. It’s similar to Mc Donald’s except the burgers have Japans signature sauces and tastes. I tried the teriyaki chicken burger; only one word can explain the taste of this burger, amazing. It tasted like the usual teriyaki chicken but in bread, it was very delicious. I sincerely hope that they open a Mos Burger in Adelaide soon or I’ll have to travel to the gold coast just for a burger. Actually I think I would its that yummy. Ah I am thinking of the burger right now…. Make me so sad… wish it was in my mouth… 

For dinner we ordered room service, which was a massive pain, since we couldn’t get the phone to dial the number. So we had to use my mobile, which lead to this massive questionnaire of where we were staying. Finally after an hour or so the food arrived, my sister’s and her friend’s food turned out fine, but mine on the other hand was slobbered all over the container. Highly disappointing experience since I went through all of the trouble with the damn operator.