Thursday, 27 August 2009

One Summer later...

1 week until I head off to France. I'll be there from the 3rd Sept to the 15th Sept.
Then on the 16th Sept I'll fly out to Sydney, and after 44 hours of travelling (+/- 5 hours) and over a YEAR of waiting I'll finally get a MUMMY HUG.

Don't ask me why.
But lately I've been slightly worrysome over the... existance... of Australia.

Ok explanation?

My family and I have been raving about going back to Australia at some point for the past decade, at least. We used to go there for Christmas Holidays. And the photos from our Outback adventures are the central feature in the photo albums of 'oh-wasn't-she-cute-when-she-wasn't-yet-ogre-size' kiddy photos of me.


And not yet having been to see Mum where she's been living for the past year... has N.e.V.e.R happened before.
Which is why sometimes it seems SO unreal that 'that place' even exists.

You know?
You know.

'What have you been up to the last 2 months Isa?'

Thank you for asking.
- Not getting the degree I was aiming for. Pondering on how to overcome the general feeling of disatisfaction and insane feeling of disappointment of what 22 year old meant for my future.
Apologising a lot to my parents for the above reasons.
Oh, and then I got a grip.
- Worked as a waitress in an Indian Restaurant. And Loved It.
Minimum wage for the win, baby.
- Learned how to drive.
Learned how to drive only to fail my practical test. 5 minors and a major. Major fault due to failure in putting on the handbreak after having stalled the car (5 times) in an uphill roundabout and slowly reversing the car onto a Massive Red Truck.
Which honked it's horn, flipped me off, and changed lanes.
- Worked out at the gym. ALOT. Got to know most of the Personal Trainers ('Youbetterbereadyformegirl' Cooper, 'Ihave2%bodyfat' Jason, 'Youhavepain?WORKTHROUGHIT' Vlad and 'couldiBEanymoreripped?!' Antonio) as well as some regulars (most of whom I don't know their names, but give Great advice on Youtube clips to watch, music, tattoo parlors, movers agencies and how to make your abs hurt just that little bit more).
Obviously, these new found friendships in Fitness 'IwishIlivedhere' First, Stirchley, Birmingham all started as the Great Force in my life, IRONY, would have it - less than a month before I head off to the other side of the flipping planet.

The current state of my room is post-disastrous.
After the delightful news from Mum that 'Actually don't bother sending your Winter clothes here, you won't be too cold here anyway' (WEEE!), I have reduced my wardrobe to a quarter of it's mass (to Athalia and the local charity shop's advantage) and currently have
personal belongings other than clothes and the mass of books I'm meant to be saving for my travels, but I can't resist devouring ... and then moaning about how bad the film adaptation was.


In hoping that this blog is more than a rant-happy page of (hopefully) entertainment...
Music Reviews! (Insert Theme Tune Here)
- Fist of God - MSTRKRFT
By now I would describe myself as a professional Electro Music Fan (EMF).
And as a newly certified EMF, I thus use my powers of persuation to make you BUY THIS ALBUM NOW (or ask me to send you a copy).
Mental. Heavy. Bass.
MSTRKRFT has *finally* recognised its forte in slightly deafening synth TUNES and definately lets you know about it in this album.
If listening to Fist of God doesn't make you feel like you want to run through the streets naked with firecrackers in your hair, I don't know what will.

- One Love - David Guetta

I hate Akon.
I say it now and I will gladly say it again.

However. Guetta succesfully masters Akon's infamously whiny voice in the AMAZING track 'Sexy Bitch'. Best line of the song = 'She's nothing like the girls you've ever seen before, Nothing you can compare to your neighbourhood wh*re' -which I'm sure we can all agree is lyrical genius.
Unfortunately, 'Sexy Bitch' is, like, the only great song on the album. The others sound like blatant attempts on Guetta's part at gaining the same popularity previous tracks like 'Love Don't Let Me Go' had.
Good vocals in the songs, but weak backing tracks on the most part.
Guetta, I was a top fan, but... what happened?!


Have also recently been on a 'Grunge Music Binge' and have bought Audioslave's self titled first album.
I would actually learn guitar just to play this music.
(Thank you random tribal tattoo gym girl)


On this merry note, it's time to return to my mission of detachment from physical belongings in my preparation to moving to Sydney.
Does anyone have any books/ films/ music they want to recommend or review?
I'd love to read your thoughts!
Hope all is well,
We hope you enjoyed your ride with Air Isatravelista, please be careful when opening the overhead compartments, as some baggages may have shifted during the flight and may fall.


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