The Weekend

I had a whirlwind of a weekend.

My plane arrived in Brisbane at nearly 8pm on Friday night where I met the gorgeous Sass and her husband Alex.

We hugged briefly before wandering back to the car. Chatting away like we normally do on skype.

That night we were up until 3am when Sass broke Sarah's blog.

The next morning we were up at 9am.

By 11am we were out the door and heading shopping!

Squeee!

We look less tired with the glasses on *winks*.

I bought a skirt and a top for under $35 from Myer.

We had lunch at the pub. Before we headed back home to finish working on Sarah's blog.

That night we went to Hoggies for dinner.

Was delicious. In case you were wondering.

I then had super awesome cuddles from this puppy dog.

We went to bed at a more respectable midnight that night.

I even managed to sleep in until 9.30am the next morning!

We just lounged around. Had pancakes, twice!

And I spent the last hour and a bit feeling ill because of my ex. [more on that later]

It was lovely to have a weekend up in Queensland. Hopefully next time I can stay longer.

<3

Our weekend was full of laughter [Sass got to find out just why I named my blog 'Extremely Hyper'], food and blogging!

What I Am Wearing

Jacket: Jeanswest
Scarf: Rubi
Pants: Kmart
Gumboots: Hunter

Where Has The Year Gone?

If you have seen twentyeleven please let me know. I am not entirely sure where on Earth it has gone.

This year has just flown by at an alarming rate.

January I was in a happy, happy place and everything was perfect.

February my little blogging world was turned upside and made everything crash and burn.

March I was offered and accepted a job of my dreams.

April I parted ways with my boyfriend.

May I moved all by myself to the city and am loving it! I may have gone on a few too many shopping sprees though.

And then we are heading into June.

Who knows what June will bring! But I bet it will be as interesting and go as quickly as the other five months have!

What would be something that you could define each month by?

Hello, Bitches*

I am in *sunny* Queensland. Ha.

It is so not that cold here. Sass is full of poop.

Haha.

So, she broke Sarah's blog. So we are sitting fixing it now, cause you all know I have mad blogging skills *winks*.

So while Sass fixes the blog, I'm on her iPad blogging and eating all her cookies. Oh and giving Moo loads of pats and maybe even some rough play. Oh how I loves rough play.

I could be a little busy this weekend, hope you all don't miss me too much. But I'm sure you lot will survive.

If not put on your big girl panties.

*You're not bitches, just thought it was a cute title.

Leaving On A Jet Plane

Tonight I leave on a plane at 5.55pm heading for Brisbane. Where I will get to meet the lovely Sass. Super excited.

I am sure that we will talk just as much as we do on skype.

I am a little worried that I finish work at 4.15pm. Takes me roughly fifteen minutes to walk to Central station. Then I have to jump on a train. Go to the terminals and board. Before 5.10pm.

Eeek.

I worked it out, that I should get to the airport at 4.50pm. So I figure that gives me twenty minutes to walk through security and all that crap.

Easy.

And I have done web-check-in. Whatever that means? I called them and apparently I just walk right through and just board the plane.

So, cross your fingers and toes for a smooth trip there! Home I'm not so worried about..

I'm Exhausted

Actually I even think exhausted is an understatement.

I haven't stopped. Not once this week.

Being really honest, I don't even want to be on the computer right now.

I had my final assignment to do and submit. I had until Wednesday to get it finished, because it is due on Monday. Why wouldn't I have until at least Friday? Well, I have no clue where the nearest post office is on the way to the station. Cannot remember because I don't have to walk that way anymore.

So it had to be posted tonight. Which meant that I was up til eleven every night this week, working on that assignment to get it finished.

Working a full shift doesn't help the slightest either. Getting up at six-thirty in the morning has been hard, very very hard.

This weekend won't be any different. Realistically I should be staying at home and doing work, for work. I have four analytical summaries to write up by Sunday the fourth. Plus a tonne of observations to write up, something I probably should be doing now. *looks away*

Tomorrow I fly out of Sydney and land in Brisbane. Excited? Definitely. [More on that later.]

Life sometimes gets in the way!

Pink

I don't usually take compliments too well. Ask anyone, I won't ever admit to being beautiful. I will usually say it is the dress, or something.

Never me.

The other day I was rushed to leave for work. I had on a long tee but quickly swapped to a shorter tee. Yes, I ended up wearing leggings as pants. Oh the shame.

Anyway. So I had my black leggings, my black bow shoes, my light pink singlet top with pink-pink cap sleeved top.

Looked okay, but still. Leggings are not pants. I do know this and even mentioned it to the girls at work. Apparently it didn't look that bad.

Later on in the afternoon I was sitting talking with one of the little girls in the two-three room.

She said she liked my shoes. I, of course, said thankyou with a smile.

Then she said she liked my top. Again, I said thankyou.

Personally, I think that she just liked my top because it was pink.

Wait til she sees these babies!

Rubi vs Target Shoes

I own a pair of Rubi shoes and Target shoes. You know the ones that curl up and have elastic in them.

Well, the Target ones lost their elasticity in one shoe. Which was a big enough fail. So I cut the side of the other and therefore the elastic. At least that way the shoes friggen matched! Now they are kinda a little too big for my foots*.

So in steps where I purchased the two pairs from Rubi shoes. One pair is brown okay? I totally didn't buy two pairs in the same colour.

Now, I thought "Hurrah, perfect shoes! Everyone always raves about Rubi shoes!"

Um, yeah. Let's just say they fucking squish my toes. Well it's more the bows. They kinda push down on my toes.

So while I originally wore the Rubi shoes out this morning:

When I went out again the the afternoon, I swapped back to my old faithful Target shoes.

Happy feet equals a happy Carly.

ps. This post totally links back to what i wore today.

* Yes, I realise this is not how you plural your foot.

What I Am Wearing

Tunic/Dress: Ally x
Stockings: Kmart
Shoes: Target
Necklace: Equip
Ring: Occasions Jewellers

Wish List

So, since I am trying to cut back on my shopping, I think that a wish list is the next best thing. Right?

<3 A pretty picture to sit above my bed head.
<3 A corset.
<3 A sewing machine.
<3 Candles.
<3 Cute knick-knacks.
<3 A little table and chair set so I have somewhere else to sit besides my bed.
<3 A hot pink umbrella [to match my gumboots].
<3 A dvd player.
<3 A hard drive for my MacBook.
<3 A DSLR.

Do you make wish lists?

ps. I will continue to update this over the year..

Oh My Fricken God

He walked!

My little bubba at work, walked today.

Twice!

Three steps!

To me. He was holding onto tables and what not, and walked to me!

I let out the biggest squeal!

Was incredibly excited.

Now, lets just hope he does it for mum and dad soon.

Shhh.

Walking

I walk to work every morning. And obviously I get home the same way.

It's about a twenty-five minute walk and I love it. Considering that I do absolutely no exercise besides that walk, it's nice. Easy even. No hills *wink*.

What do you do for exercise? Or are you like me, and do none besides getting to and from work?

Spiders and Me

We have never been friends. Actually any creepy crawly and I am usually the one running squealing. Wishing I was not in that space.

Saturday morning I got up. Walked to the bathroom, came back and then chucked on my cute tunic grabbed my stockings and was about to sit down when I saw this:

Yeah, I screamed.

You will all be happy to know I killed it. All. By. Myself.

But what scares me the most is that when there are baby spiders, mum is usually nearby.

What Makes You, You?

 
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Life throws you curve balls all the time and it has made me wonder what makes me, well me.

How I define myself is no longer by the fact that I have a boyfriend, not that it was the be all and end all of my life, but it was quite a significant part of my life.

I stopped being me. Something which I realise that I should never have stopped.

But I know what I like and don't like, but lately I have been finding out other things about me too.

What make me, me:

My laugh.
My stubborn nature.
My need to have everything right, or my way. I never admit defeat easily.
My brain, at times it really is awesome.
My blue eyes.
My freckles, every single one of them.
My degree and my line of work.
My moments of being sweet.
My smile, when I am talking about the children at work.
My tongue, which I can touch my nose with.
My humour.
My ability to play just like a child.
My love of books and movies.
My chatterbox nature.
My confidence.
My long legs.
My inability to sing.
My shopping addiction.
My optimism.
My morals and beliefs about life, love and everything else.

What makes you, you?

[this was scheduled last week before blogger had its little meltdown.]

I Need A Man...

... That will stick up for me when he needs to.
... That doesn't rely on me to make him happy.
... That can cook, clean and make a bed.
... That gives a good snuggle.
... That can put things together.
... That can fish.
... That is a guys guy.
... That can tolerate my shopping addiction.
... That will tell me off when he needs to.
... That can argue with me, but then have awesome make up sex.
... That will walk in front of me, and guide me through crowds.
... That is confident.
... That can keep up with me in the bedroom.
... That will hold my hand is public.
... That will tell me I am beautiful/pretty/sexy/whatever at any opportunity.
... That gets along with my little sister, my mum and my stepdad.
... That is sweet.
... That is smart.
... That can make me laugh.
... That can make me smile through any type of communication.
... That loves twitter and understands my little addiction.
... That is able to be around children and not look awkward.
... Who loves me just as I am.

Twenty-Five by Twenty-Five Update

So, this is the little list I created on my twenty-third birthday. Giving me two years to get all this done. Some things have changed, so I have edited them a little.

1. Buy more dresses. This one I am definitely working well on. I can think of at least three dresses that I purchased this year alone!
2. Learn to walk in high heels. I own two pairs now. Must. Learn. To. Walk. In. Them.
3. Exercise five days a week. I do an hour of walking [roughly] each day. To and from work. *winks*
4. Buy my first car. Maybe next year or towards the end of the year. Not a big thing for me at the  moment.
5. Be happy. I am happy, most of the time.
6. Finish the degree. Bring on June!
7. Buy a sewing machine {and actually sew!} Hmm, maybe for my birthday?
8. Buy a house. Hah. Um, might not happen. Unless I save A LOT!
9. Learn the art of saving and still being able to shop! This one I definitely need to work on..
10. Kick my habit of biting my nails. I thought I had it kicked, but of course the nail breaks so I chew it off.
11. Buy a corset. Maybe when I have someone to wear it for.
12. Get a DSLR. For my birthday please?
13. Get my teeth whitened {re: bleached}. I'm aiming for July-December this year.

14. Discuss contacts or laser-eye surgery. Meh, don't really wear my glasses so not sure that I should really bother. But maybe to discuss laser-eye surgery for my 25th birthday?
15. Get another tattoo.
 This I have been thinking about a little more..
16. Take more photographs.
 Thanks to instagr.am I definitely am taking more photographs!
17. Pay back my mum all the money I borrowed. *ahem* now need to include my nan in this too.
18. Get a HD for a unit overall or assignment {again} before I finish the degree.
 Not sure this will happen considering I only have two units left..
19. Visit the theme parks in Queensland with the boyfriend.
 Girls weekend maybe?
20. Make a scrapbook {digital or handmade}.
 Um, time, where are you?
21. Go to a casino.
 Must do this soon! Well, maybe not soon because I have been shopping a little too much lately, but before the end of the year!
22. Visit all the major cities of Australia {Perth, Darwin, Brisbane, Melbourne, Adelaide, Hobart, Canberra + Sydney} I'm thinking a few could be done on weekend trips.
23. Get professional photographs taken of us. We had this done in October last year...
24. Do a short course in something fun! {Photography, cooking, french or interior design}
 Again, time is very limited these days, maybe once I finish the degree?
25. Smile! *grins*

A few others I could have crossed off but I still have another year and a bit to get them done and want to make sure I still work on them.

I Went Shopping

Yeah, I know. I said I was going to stop.

No more shopping for me.

Well I needed to pick up my trench coat.

I walked past ruby shoes. Had two exact pairs of ballet flats in my hand [one brown the other black]; two pairs of tights and a white scarf. $80 later I exited the store. Happier.

Then I found myself in Myer. I was meant to be in there shopping for Aly's wedding present, but I forgot the card. I am kind of running out of time now. Eeek. Oh and I went in there for a jumper too.

I walked out after spending $38.50 with a dress. A freaking DRESS! It is coming into winter and I buy a dress.

What the fuck what I thinking?

After that I thought it'd be wise to just leave the entire complex. I was not safe in there. Neither was my credit card.

So $200 spent yesterday. Fuck.

Grr Tiger!

So I am in the process of booking my flights to Queensland to see Sass and Tiger Airways is the cheapest.

But have you flown with them? Are they okay?

But then again, I never have experienced any problems with Virgin or Qantas and know a few people who have.

Oh, ps. If any of your Brisbane, Sunshine Coast, Gold Coast lovelies want to come to the zoo with us, let me know ;) Yes, we are going to the zoo.

<3

A Little Addicted

Okay, so *ahem* I have been shopping a lot since the break up.

I am more scared to do a complete tally of just how much I have spent, but am thinking that it could easily have hit the 2K mark by now.

Easily.

I do love to shop though, but now I think it has become more like an addiction. Like its a drug and it gives me that rush of feeling happy. Wait, not happy, because I am happy, but it is weird. It is a weird feeling when you are shopping and you find something that you love and it fits.

You just have to have it. So you buy it.

Mind you I did take a few purchases back on Monday when I went to the doctors, because *ahem* they didn't fit the way I wanted them to and no I didn't try them on.

However, that didn't stop me from spending over $300 at ASOS. *looks away*

So for now, I am going to try and limit my spending. As best as I can.

Great Minds

Did I tell you all that I am visiting Sass on the 27th of May?

No?

Oh well I am, mainly because she needs super big hugs and because I loves her [as a friend, even if she is scary and doesn't let me shop online].

I am getting some pacman biscuits when I get up there too.

Anywho, we are awesome. Swear that we must have the same brain or something.

How else would we have on the almost exact same clothes again?!

* Yes I have bed hair, so please excuse that.

Carly: I just need to make my box bigger so you can see me.
Sass: Oh wait, I should do that too.
Carly: Um, why? Hahahaha

** Some words may have been change due to my poor memory of words.

See you soon!

ps. If anyone wants to come to the zoo [yes, the zoo] with us you're more then welcome too!

Karma

On Saturday I was at university. All day I was meant to be there.

I *ahem* spoke of gastro at my centre and explained that I wasn't feeling too good. I was not being all truthful.

I walked out, mentally hi-fiving myself. Grabbed my phone out of my bag ready to call JBHIFI who I had missed a call from earlier, because my iPad was in store!

And that's when it happened.

I tripped, I fell. Down the stairs at university.

Immediately I let out a swear word. Yeah, the one that starts with 'F' that I say a lot.

I stand up and pain shot right up my spine. I sat down and realised that I had fucking landed on my tailbone the first time around and *ahem* it was very sore.

I decide that I cannot stay at university any longer.

Do a quick look around, you know just to make sure that no one saw me fall down the stairs. Phew, no one did.

I tweet and call a friend. Who laughed at me. Rude much?

I hobble, very slowly, over to the shopping centre to pick up the iPad. No way was I leaving it there.

Have lunch and head home.

I take nurofen to numb myself and sleep for two whole hours Saturday afternoon.

Sunday was okay. I decided to do lunch with a friend and *ahem* as I am walking down the stairs I roll the other ankle. Scrape the side of my leg and swear, again.

I stand up realising that my ankle was just being a fakey-mc-faker and it's okay, my tailbone on the other hand is not too happy with me.

I have a nice black bruise on my arse now.

The doctor said I can't work until Thursday.

But for some reason, my tailbone hurts more! *cries*

I need it better and I need it better now. *stomps right foot*

Bet your weekend was better than mine.

My Happy Moments

Life is a mixture of unexpected moments and those that you try to plan out, in fine detail. Not always going according to plan. Then not to mention karma gets thrown into the mix.

This week was full of happy moments, til last night. Let's just say I was not my normally happy self.

Some of my happy moments include:

Laughing myself silly with the girls from work during yoga.
Spending the entire week in my new place.
Picking up my iPad2 yesterday.
Beginning to see myself as beautiful thanks to my skinny mirror which made my legs look so long!
Planning my quick trip to Queensland to see Sass.

Have happy moments to share? Pop on over to We Heart Life and leave your own in the comments or link to your post!

<3

You Are Beautiful

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These words never sit with me well.

I don't think I am beautiful. Pretty I will name myself from time to time but they are few and far between.

I think I am getting better though.

Thanks to instagr.am. I take photographs of myself, a lot. Everyone probably thinks that I am completely up myself and vain, but I'm not. If I am feeling pretty I want to capture it. So I remember it.

So I will take photographs to remind myself that I am beautiful, because I need to teach myself that I am.

Just. As. I. Am.

Frogs, Yoga and Laughter

Thursday are generally quite busy days in our room. We are generally within ratio [of 1:4] and it is hectic, very rarely in our room do you have time to realise how quiet it is.

This morning I was sitting in the staff room before my shift started, and I answered the phone. It was the reptile man confirming that he was visiting today. He sounded cute, even my director can agree and confirm on this!

Anyway, I am known as "princess" in our room, due to my delicate nature. Hmm, yes. So they were on their merry way to set me up, lovely girls.

We are outside, it's just a little after ten in the morning [I have been at the centre for over two hours] and *ahem* I notice a hole in my pants! Directly where my undies sit. Thankfully I was not wearing anything lacy because, hello. Also, lucky that I had a tank top on too which covered it easily.

The day went okay and when the reptile man arrived, I immediately gestured to the girls in my room a very firm shake of the head.


When we went and saw the snake, lizard, frog, turtle and mouse it was fun. One of our children was extremely excited. Some of the staff ran away screaming when the snake was shown. Hehe. I of course, had a frog whacked on my palm while the child in my lap tried to squish it away, before the aforementioned reptile man decided to put it in my HAIR! I was squealing for it to be out of my hair and was a good few minutes before it was removed. Frogs do not feel nice.

The rest of the afternoon flew by as I had a chunk of programming time and my little shadow helped me with sticking photographs to the window before I decided that working thirty minutes over was enough and I wanted a bit of a break.

Well, that's just where it started. For the rest of the afternoon, and because we had a staff meeting the entire staff room was full, it was all about setting me up with someone that visits the centre. Delivery guys were mentioned. Even my type was examined.

I did mention that the guy that changes the fire extinguishers was cute, which meant that I needed a child to knock one of them off, so of course they need to be repaired.

By then I had consumed coke and chocolate and was a little more hyper than normal, my blogs name is very much true of my personality.

We laughed our way through yoga, and I was told that I was to have no more chocolate and that I was being watched.

The yoga for children was extremely fun and *ahem* I think that I may have been a little too loud and giggly at times. My director even mentioned separating a few of us. *ahem*

I love the group of people that I work with at this centre, it just feels so awesome.

<3

Night

I dislike the night.

I used to love the night.

The night meant snuggles, kisses, hands wandering, laughter, deep and meaningful conversations, twitter from beneath the covers, and other moments.

While I would occasionally have nightmares, sleep talk about random things or snore. My nights were perfect.

Last night I had no one to keep me warm, I had to use my own body heat and being completely honest with you, it sucked.

I am fine during the day, almost to the point where I don't notice that I am alone, but of the night, oh jeebus do I notice it.

If it isn't the lack of meaningful conversation, to having to warm my own toes in bed with no one to snuggle up behind me, or cooking for one, I am just getting pangs of alone.

It sucks.

Then the what ifs go through my mind and I just feel like maybe, just maybe, it should/could/would have been different.

Secrets

A while ago I was asked to tell something no one knows about me.

I was stumped.

Like seriously stumped.

I had no idea what I could share, because I share everything.

I blog about everything.

If something happened in my life, that I felt was a moment that I needed to share, I would share it.

While I do omit some details, like I haven't shared a few moments I have had recently with you mainly because I just don't feel I can yet. Or should. I do share a lot of my life with you all.

Most of you know about my childhood, my teenage years and have been following me the last three years [no, not here but on my old blog]. Which means that you know a lot.

So, I am a little curious to know, if you blog [or tweet 'cause I share a lot there too!] how much do you share?

<3

All About Me

I have quite a few moments where I want to be the centre of the universe.

Where I want everyone to make sure that I am okay.

That everyone is concerned about me.

That they show me that they care.

Most of the time, I don't have a kick and scream about this little want and need that I have, because generally it is satisfied.

Oh and please don't read this and think that I am only concerned about me. Seriously, if you think that then you are silly.

But I have times when I need to be that one person that someone wants to know is okay.

And right now, I don't have anyone to make sure I am okay.

*sigh*

Promise

The photographs are coming. Honest.

The place just looks like a mess.

So let's have a little looksee through the photographs that I have taken in the last few days of my new place.

Totally in love with it.



My first image from inside my new apartment <3 ps. Walls are white/off-white, not blue.



The two windows I get to look out from have a little courtyard just outside.



My kitchen which is in the same room as my bed.. It's a studio apartment.



My bathroom and laundry.



One side of my room.



And the other side.



Oh, hello there mess. Everything has officially been moved in.



Finally got the television set up.



The first morning in my new apartment.



I picked an awesome bed. Honest.



This may or may not be what the room still looks like..

Once I have everything packed away and a few little knick knacks in my space. I will show you all. 

<3

Leopard Print

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I am on the hunt for some leopard print gumboots.

Yet, I have googled and am searchless. Except I did find these but aren't sold on them.

[from Aussie Gumboot]

Anyone know anywhere to buy a pair?

If not, I figure I will just search for either a candy pink or fuschia umbrella. I have to match after all, right?

Which do you like better?

[from ASOS]

[from ASOS]

What I Am Wearing

 

Top: Cotton On Body
Shorts: Cotton On Body

* I think I have a skinny mirror.

I've Moved

I officially moved into my little studio apartment today. Only to discover I still have some space left.

My bed is fricken awesome. Definitely worth the money I spent on this baby! And my bed frame, totally in love with it!

The television is huge. Seriously did not look that big instore! Pity that nothing too exciting is on.

I still have crap everywhere and I didn't even get everything. But unpacking is tomorrow's job.

I will post up pictures in the next few days as I have to wait for my internet to be connected.

I'm safe and sound, and about to spend my first night in my new place!