Marching orders: Left, right, left, right

Left, right, left, right. My feet hit the pavement in regular, base driven intervals. Left, right, left, right. Walk, walk, walk. Anxiety, sadness and restlessness are what drive me. Streetlights, a half moon, and some stars are my only companions tonight. Them and the song drowning out any noise and any thoughts. On repeat for hours, giving me a regular boom, boom, boom for my feet to move to.

It was the day before New Year's Eve: Reflections on 2014

There are so many words I could use to describe 2014: challenging, emotional, grounding, full of sorrow but also happiness. Long story short, 2014 has been pretty life changing. There are probably many more I could pull out of the bag but both my limited vocabulary and time prevent me from spending too much further thought on this. I have lost someone but have been fortunate enough to be able to learn the true extent of friendship and gain a certain someone along the way.

Dreams II

“As the water begins to slide up my skin, and I am fighting, giving into you. Like those moments before when you fled out of the door (...) I can breathe, I can see, death he does not bother me, I’ve been thinking it’s a peaceful way to go. I am moving out from the shore, I can’t hear you anymore. There is something calling me from down below.” - Waters, Eliza Shaddad 

She runs in front of me with her long, flowing, wavy brown her. I can’t see her face but I am sure I know who she is. Either way I trust her implicitly and follow her, my feet hitting the ground as fast as they can. Running up the hill, heart pounding, I try and avoid falling over.

All I care about is like 3 People: Friendship Choices

I haven’t blogged in a while because life has been getting in the way. But today has been one of those days where one thing has led to another and the thoughts that have been bubbling away in my brain are burning on my finger tips to be put onto (digital) paper.

Dreams

The fading light makes it difficult to see. As my eyes adjust to the darkness I can make out trees in the distance; can hear birds singing, the wind rushing through the grass. It smells of fresh air, countryside, flowers and water. A few tender, careful steps forward and I can hear the stream rushing by. Trying to take it all in, figuring out where I am. And what I am doing here.

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How do you write a letter when there is no way to accurately describe your thoughts and feelings? When every word, every sentence does not feel right, feels inappropriate or just not good enough?

Casual sex in times of the internet round 2: Is the threesome the new twosome?

Casually catching up on all the weird and wonderful things the internet has to offer on one of my favourite topics, human relationships (of any kind), I stumbled upon a new app called 3nder – the tinder of threesomes.

New Year’s resolutions or learning to like myself a bit more

“No one could ever hate me as much as I hate myself, okay? So any mean thing someone's going to think of saying about me, I've already said to me, about me, probably in the last half hour.”

- Hannah, Girls

Its 10 days into 2014 and I am now back in London and back to reality after a relaxing 2 weeks at home. 2 weeks of no writing, hardly any emails and nothing more than time with my dog (not that she appreciated it), my family (they were glad to ship me back to London by the end) and my friends (sadly missed). 

The awkward truth about silence or why silence really can be golden

“Silence speaks where words cannot”

It all starts with a story. We were having a dinner party for a couple of close friends the other day. While I was making custard to go with the dessert (we had baked apples in case you were wondering) one of my friends comes into the kitchen to have a little private catch-up. After all we hadn’t seen each other in a couple of weeks and quite a few things had happened since then. She was catching me up about her new ‘boyfriend’ (she hates the word, or so she says) and was asking about how the boy and me were doing.

About facing your past and letting go

We all hold onto things in our past. Places, things, people. Sometimes it is because we are nostalgic, sometimes it is because they remind us of happier times, and sometimes it is because there is something that is holding us back. Stopping us from letting go.

Is your Twitter usage impacting on your sex life? OkCupid thinks so!

*Warning: If you find blog posts about sex and related topics offensive then please do not read on, because this is what this post is all about. Deal with it*

We have all heard of OkCupid; some of us might even be on it, whether we like to admit it or not. I will not judge you if OkCupid is your choice of online dating device, or if you choose to online date. As a matter of fact I find the idea of online dating rather fascinating, as it is hard for me to imagine how it could work successfully. In saying so, however, I have to admit that I have some friends who have met their significant other online and they seem perfectly nice and normal.

Touch-A, Touch-A, Touch-A Me...On Robots and interactive lingerie

“And that's just one small fraction of the main attraction;You need a friendly hand and I need action...” –Rocky Horror Picture Show

I Now Declare You Hus.. I Mean Wife And Wife: Thoughts On Same-Sex Marriage

My friend got married in November. It was like many other weddings, big white dress, cake, lots of relatives and friends all gathered to celebrate two people in love making a commitment. Everyone dressed up, everyone bought presents. We danced, we ate, we had fun. 

It was the first (and so far only wedding) I had the pleasure of attending. My friend Ness looked beautiful and so did her bride. Her bride you may ask, yes, her bride. Not only was this my first wedding but also my first ‘gay’ (or shall we say same-sex?) wedding. 

Playing By The Rules: The Game of Life and Love

I love games. Big fan. Cannot begin to describe how much I love them. Board games that is. Monopoly, Yahtzee, Poker, Game of Life, you name it. I may not be good at them, I may never win, but I will still play. Every time.

Its easy to enjoy a game with friends because in the end its not about winning or losing. It is about spending time with people you love, about having a good time, sharing a laugh. Making memories in the process. Some of my fondest childhood and teenage years memories involve board games. The hours mum, my brother and I spending hours playing card and Yahtzee. A. teaching me poker. My Tassie friends and I playing Monopoly for 7 hours straight.  

What’s your number? The day I found virgins assembled on an Internet thread

I stumbled upon a forum today, on a website where students can post in threads and ask each other questions on anything from essay writing, to Uni applications, to movies. And of course sex. Most of the sex related threads were your same old, troubled and bragging teenager kind of questions. However there was one that caught my attention:

Casual Sex in times of the Internet - http://www.bangwithfriends.com

Surfing the Internet while watching TV with the housemates I stumble upon the newest Facebook app to hit the market: Bang With Friends will anonymously match up Facebook friends for casual sexual encounters. 

There was no way I wouldn’t investigate this any further. Click on the link and it opens up the website asking you to sign into your Facebook. But how does it actually work?! The website itself reveals the following:

On telling the truth

More often than not the truth hurts. Especially if it doesn’t have the outcome we were hoping for. But hurt from truth means moving forward. It means leaving behind what has been and finding something new. Something to fill the gap.