Pfft, like that was a surprise... *mega eyeroll*

I like to think that I appear somewhat put together and mature, but if you've read almost anything on this blog, you'll realise that the opposite is very much true. I'm a hot mess. I was recently told - by someone I don't know very well - that I am wasting the prime of my life by waking up on the weekends without a hangover. That because I am a "thriving" 19-year-old, I should be out hooking up and sleeping with every guy I meet out. Sigh. Maybe I should be...

Exploring Canberra, sitting on the beach and FaceTiming Morgan.

Week 8: a letter to your 16-year-old self. What advice would you give?

16-Year-Old Me, it hasn't been long since I was you but quite a lot has changed. 

Firstly, I have some bad news to break. You need to know that your current boyfriend will not be in your life by age 19. In fact, you would have had a few boys come and go in your life and despite only three years passing, you'll still have no idea who you're going to marry - don't worry. You will, however, still love the name Aurora for your first born daughter. You will go through some pretty tough times in the few years to come but just know that you will be surrounded by wonderful, amazing, incredible and supportive people who will help you. 

Holly was driving her car from the Gold Coast to Canberra (about a 14 hour drive) and I wouldn't let her do it alone... One, because I know how boring that drive is and how boring driving is when alone - and Two, because I love spending time with her :-) 

We did the drive in one day, Sunday, which meant that I got to spend the whole day on Monday in Canberra before having to get a super early flight home (7am) on Tuesday.

Here's a little bonus post. I didn't really know when to schedule this for because I already have a Road Trip Essential post going up tomorrow morning and I feel like waiting until next Thursday to too late... 

Assignments, road trips, writing and lots of running with Xena.

Week 7: one of your most embarrassing moments; we’ve all got one.

In continuing with this series that I started 7 weeks ago, here is one of my embarrassing moments. Surprisingly, I don't have a bunch of embarrassing moments in my life - not sure if that's because I don't do enough things to embarrass myself, or if I just don't acknowledge the embarrassment in a situation...
Anyways, so here is one of my most recent embarrassing moment.
- Early February 2016 -

I love a road trip just as much, or possibly more, as the next person. It allows me to escape, unwind and relax - but most importantly, have fun! Holly drove up (with a few uni friends) from Canberra for the week, so I decided to make the 3 hour drive journey down to see her!! I loved spending the day with Holly, and a few others, so here's a quick clip from the day :-) 

Well, that was a shitty week. Full of tears, triumphs and annoying assignments. As you are probably aware by now, we've got a new URL and title :-) Fresh start right?! I feel like I'm constantly apologising for my shitty 'Weekly Bit' posts and the lack of content - I'm not going to lie, my week was fairly shit as well as being chaotic and very tense. Here's what I did manage to capture.

I'm not going to lie to you... As I write this, it's 7.38pm on a Saturday evening and I'm tucked up in bed listening to the heavy rain and thunder/lightning storm outside - an incredibly relaxing and marvellous feeling, might I add. But possibly a little tragic. I just finished watching the Snapchat stories of my friends who are pre-drinking before going out tonight, socialising with friends, or out at a nearby music festival that I was supposed to go to but decided that staying in bed was a better option. Typical. My only plans for the rest of the evening are to finish the book I'm currently reading, and getting some well-needed rest.

Week 6: follow my day 

This is a vlog, following me around on my super boring day, from September 9th. Not much explanation is needed - so just click on the video below :-) 

People come and go from our lives. Some brief encounters, others a lifetime. For this, I am grateful. I now understand that while some people enter our lives, they are only meant to stay for a brief period of time - possibly to teach us a lesson. In following the attempt to make this blog more grown up, mature and open, I thought I would write down my current feelings to document them. *Deep breath* I currently have two people in my life who I am grateful for. One, a best friend - the other, an ex lover. You may be wondering why I am grateful for the latter, but I'll explain shortly.

I'm 19 years old. NINETEEN! That means that in less  12 months and I will no longer be a teenager. I've now been living out of home for (2 months short of) 2 years - how fucking crazy. I, for the most part, consider myself an adult. And despite this blog being created when I was a naive 16 years old, I figure it's time my blog gets to mature as well.

First of all, happy September!! Hasn't this year just flown by?!

This week was fairly stressful - lots of assignment writing, blog scheduling, book writing and puppy training.

Hope you've all had an excellent week and have an awesome weekend :-)

Week 5: 9 things you just can’t handle.

To save you from the boredom and constant talk about really serious stuff, let's keep this one light hearted. Here are 9 things that bother me :-) Nothing too serious, and a super short post to start your weekend.

Groan...Weight. Why do we, as a current 'society', put so much pressure on ourselves regarding our weight? It's stupid and dumb and annoying, and is ruining our (in particular young girls/women's') lives. I'm not above this, I feel the pressure of being thinner or 'skinny' on a daily basis. I wake up of a morning, and almost immediately look in my full length mirror to criticise my body. Then, as I'm getting dressed, I question why I haven't lost more weight so my jeans would fit better or my top wouldn't be as tight. Throughout the day I try not to think about how I look, as much as possible, and I usually do pretty well at that. I come home, get into my pj's and think about starting a 'diet' the next day.