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6 degrees of separation

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When i was little, I used to make weird connections like this all the time- I’d find links between things and network. I used to think that my dad knew the WWE wrestler Booker T, because Dad knew all his stats when we watched the wrestling together on a Saturday arvo pre 2003. Because I assumed this, I also assumed that anyone who appeared on TV with Booker T was his friend… and that my dad also knew him, thus I knew a whole bunch of wrestling meanies and in my head I was prettty much the queen of WWE. Marry me John Cena!

Obviously this is nothing like what we’ve been talking about, but to my 9 year old self. That was as connected as it got. Same goes my logic when it comes to dieting. Chocolate comes from the cocoa bean.. which grows naturally… so it’s a plant…. So chocolate is a salad? Or potato chips- potato = vegetable = healthy.
You’re welcome. Forget the Paleo diet, it’s all about the logic diet. Eat everything. All of it. Just go for it. What’s a box gap?

Secret Garden (NO MORE PDA)

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Okay, so Monika and I decided to grab a Boost on our Wednesday break and head over to the synthetic grassed area in Melbourne Central… otherwise known as the Sex Garden. Seriously, what’s the deal with all the PDA? Was there some sort of unspoken rule that everyone that goes there has to be under 16 and be in a grossly horny couple?

Literally everyone there was making out, cuddling and grinding on each other. Ugh. Filth. This is a PUBLIC AREA, PEOPLE. Please keep excessive tongue inside. Even holding hands creeps me out sometimes. GET A GRIP, YOUNG TEENS. LIFE ISN’T OVER IF YOU’RE NOT DOWN EACH OTHERS’ THROATS ALL THE TIME.

I seriously find it so uncomfortably disgusting to see PDA. Cuddling? Yeah that’s fine. Pecking? Yep, that’s pretty cute. But running your hand up your girlfriend’s skirt while she’s ON TOP of you in a public area, feeling up her boobs and intertwining your legs while lying on public ground? AUSTRALIA SAYS NO.

Okay, I admit it. Maybe it’s because I’m pathetically alone with no one of my own to cuddle, but still. Keep it PG, guys. Please. There are just some things you don’t WANT to see. Ugh.

Here comes Christmas

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NO. NO NO NO NO NO.

You don’t know struggle until you work retail during Christmas time.

Please don’t tell me there’s glitter all over my face. I already know. SO MANY GIFT BAGS. SO MANY CHRISTMAS CARDS. SO MANY BAUBLES. AND BELLS. AND DECORATIONS. ALL COVERED IN GLITTER.

EVERYTHING IS COVERED IN GLITTER

help me please.

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Hayfever, PLEASE

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Thank the heavens above that Winter is over. No more layers,no more cold winds, no more water in my socks and getting home at 5 to fall over in the driveway because it’s pitch black… OH WAIT. It’s still COLD, still WINDY and LAST WEDNESDAY IT WAS POURING.

Still, this just means that we are one step closer to Summer- oh heyyyy beach body, where ya hiding? (i don’t have one, i think it ran away). There are actually a lot of things I hate about Spring… but what I hate most of all? HAYFEVER

Hayfever ruins lives. The first time I ever got it, I was 9. My two best friends and I thought it would be a great idea to roll down the enormous hill on our school oval… multiple times. An hour later, I was sitting in class rubbing my eyes and the itchiness would NOT GO AWAY. Mum had to take me home, and i took the next day off because my nose was running like a bloody faucet and my eyes were SO red i could not control my tear ducts and tears were falling out of my closed eyes for hours.

Can we just skip spring? Please? And Winter? And just have autumn and summer forever? FOREVER? PLEASE?

We look for patterns

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Judge me all you like, but i’m going to get political here, and talk about rights for a second.

it was suggested that we look for patterns. and that intent fades- something that really cemented this idea for me was a discussion I had with a friend of mine (Z is my friend, and of course, R is me!)

Z: I’m not against gays at all but husband and husband just doesn’t sound right lol

R: Oh well, regardless of weather it “sounds right” or not, it’s happening. it’ll eventually happen, just like women’s rights and abolishing slavery.

Z: That’s so different, but probably, yeah

R: It’s not that different, it’s all about equality

Z: Slavery is like evil and wrong. Marriage is a religious tradition between a man and woman. there’s a pretty big difference

R: Slavery is evil and wrong based on morals. Back then it was normal because it segregated the wealthy and the poor, you were born into a class, and you had to deal with it. Over time it became a general social understanding that it is elitist, immoral and promotes inequality. Just like how people say that homosexuality is immoral; people are fighting for equality.

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The point of this example, is to demonstrate that things change. We look for patterns, but things change. I saw a pattern in that change was happening, and also saw intent fading as those who enslaved poorer classes intended to maintain a social status and create a hierarchy, and that intent faded; dating all the way back to Moses freeing Egypt.

Side-note: I am not religious, so I am in no way qualified or feel like I have the expertise to comment on the issue; my views are purely opinions based on what I have heard, or learned, but not what I practise.

Another side-note: We continued on talking about equality and law and religion for a while, and after agreeing that not both of us could live in our ideal worlds, my friend sent me a snapchat of this:

Oh, yuck. So I’m old now?

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So… I’m officially 19. I’m not sure how to feel… 19 is such an unappealing number. Like, I’m definitely overage now… but am i still a teenager? HOW DOES THIS WORK? Can I still go out without makeup on and pull of being a 12 year old? Or can I walk into a bottle shop without being asked for ID? What actually changes now that I’m 19? anything?! or do i just get to feel old and disgusting for the rest of my life? 🙁 farewell, my youth! it’s been great.

On a positive note, I worked today (not really positive) but I gOt A pAyRiSe oH yIs PlS! i’m very excited for pay day next Tuesday. Not that the increase is significant… i just want money 🙁 me needs money. me so brokey.

I’m extremely comfortable saying this right here, because nobody I know will ever see this… But this year’s presents totally sucked. Seriously, do none of my friends actually know me?

Here’s a list of things I got:

  • a pink snuggie
  • perfume
  • a cupcake
  • home-made granola (like seriously, wtf)
  • a gold watch (wait for it…) that’s too big, and has brown links
  • a 3-panel wallet
  • a big zebra toy and men’s cologne

A list of things I wanted:

  • a baby cactus
  • churros

Look, i’m not saying i’m not grateful, because I am. I love that my friends put in the effort to come up with a gift that they thought I would like. But I’m honestly not like other people. When I say I don’t want presents, I DO NOT WANT PRESENTS. Because now I have to fumble with an ugly wallet that doesn’t even have enough spaces for all my cards, I have to keep an expensive watch sitting on my dresser because it doesn’t fit me, nor do i own ANY clothes that go with a BROWN watch (yes i know, i’m pathetically pretentious, i hate myself too), and my room smells like a fat old man. AND I HAVE TO EAT GRANOLA?! WHY DIDN’T I JUST GET MORE CUPCAKES?!

Why didn’t I just get a cactus? When everyone asked me what I wanted… that’s literally what i said. And NOBODY GOT ME A GODDAMN CACTUS. 🙁

This post’s takeaway: Regina pretends to be very simple, undemanding and un-materialistic… THIS IS A LIE. I JUDGE EVERYONE. Please don’t hate me.

Who’s Anatomy?

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I swear I’ve watched so much Grey’s Anatomy recently that I feel like I’ve become a doctor. I’ll lie in bed watching episode after episode after episode, and next thing you know… it’s 6AM. I just can’t help myself. I find myself crying with the characters and getting angry with them and feeling all the emotions under the sun. Then when the episode ends, and the white text “Grey’s Anatomy” appears on screen, I realise its over and my heart sinks. I’m not a doctor :'( perhaps it’s time for a course change? Somehow I don’t think i’d make it as a doctor in the real world, let alone dealing with the stresses of a trauma patient… ugh. But that’s not the point.

In multiple episodes there have been cases in the show where a general procedure has gone awry. More often than not, it is the attending physicians rather than the interns and residents that get stuck on these patients when they run out of options. It’s always the younger employees who come up with the new, revolutionary surgeries and twisted tests. Only recently, after hours and hours of sleepless nights I realised that it’s an example of double-loop learning! While older, more experienced surgeons are stuck in their old ways, demonstrating single-loop learning, younger doctors who are more in touch with revolutionary medicine who have learned the traditional forms of medicine tend to more open to thinking outside the box, which is double-loop learning!

Of course, this isn’t real, but many of these cases are based on cases that have happened in non-fictional medical history. And this applies not just to medicine, but all career fields, studies and advancements in any kinds of technology. So don’t judge me, but yes, I make real-life connections with the shows I follow religiously. Grey’s Anatomy isn’t just a TV show… It’s a lifestyle. :’)

click for more Grey’s Anatomy memes! I know, i’m pathetic. 🙁

ugh, commitment.

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I guess i’m just one of those people. I love the idea of long term anything, but boy, do i hate commitment. I can’t commit to anything, and i mean it. This one time, i joined a gym, and for about a month, i went every chance i could. I’d wake up at 5am, pack my school bag and take a bus to the gym while everyone at home was still sleeping. I’d fit in a morning yoga class then a quick session on the elliptical before hitting the showers, walking 5 minutes to the nearest shopping centre where i’d get some brekky, then i’d go to school. Then the next day, i’d go again and on the lucky occasion that i had an early finish I’d get there earlier, just to leave at the same time i usually would. I’d make sure i went at least 3-4 days a week, and most days after finishing at the gym i’d walk back to that same shopping centre and hit the library next door until 9pm, only to go home, sleep, wake up and do it all again the next day. After a month was up, I was back to my usual routine of waking up at 9 and realising I was already missing class, so i’d take my sweet time getting ready and rocked up whenever I wanted. I never, ever did my homework but my teachers loved me so I got away with it, and I still went to the library most days, but only to pretend to do homework and giggle quietly over youtube videos and gossip about how stupid boys were.

And everyday I kick myself for it! I can’t even commit to unimportants things, like not spending my entire week’s paycheque on clothes and shoes (life’s really hard, guys) or remembering to wash my clothes when electricity is cheaper (i have a huge overflowing laundry basket in my room, it’s filthy) or even painting the nails on BOTH my hands, as opposed to giving up half way, and walking around with one bare hand… I NEED HELP. I have all these plans, to re-join a gym, or go on a diet, or start a homework routine or SOMETHING, but i just can’t do it! Something always holds me back and i just can’t help it :'(

Perhaps I need to use double-loop learning to create a new system for myself? Seriously though, I’m getting fed-up with myself. I can’t even commit to the party animal inside of me, I haven’t been out in 4 weeks. Come on Regina, who even are you!?