We don't sleep when the sun goes down

I can't believe that in less than three days, I will be in Shanghai already. It felt like there was still a lot of time until I left, but here I am packing my luggage and flying out in two days. Where did all the time go?

My last Saturday night in Sydney was spent with some of my closest friends and also friends from America and Denmark. It was a great night! I mean, how can you not be loving life when you're dancing to awesome tunes (screaming out, "I love this song!" at the beginning of every song), and holding and laughing with your friends while under the summer night sky? :)

Happy birthday mum!

It was my mum's birthday on Saturday. And even though I didn't get home until 6 o'clock that morning and didn't get any sleep at all, I still managed to clean the house and then drive out to Paddington and Bondi Junction for a day of shopping with her. It was nice to spend some time with my mum, but since I was still half intoxicated, it was also a bit painful. Then later on that night, my family went out for a beautiful dinner. By the time I finally got into bed, my body was destroyed and I slept like I was dead for the next 15 hours. Never again.

Me and my mum have a weird relationship. We are always fighting and yelling at each other, we disagree on everything and on most days, I cannot stand her. But at the same time, she knows me like no-one else does. Sometimes it scares me just how well she knows me. She knows my bad habits and she knows all about my selfish and stubborn ways. Yet she still loves me and is here for me, always. And on the really rare days when we do get along, she can be like my best friend. She's a tough woman and she's had to put up with me at my worst. Her love is like no other – it is lasting and unconditional. And for that, I love her. :)

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth

So chilled – perfect for days of doing nothing, like today.

Christopher Kane Resort 2011 Collection

Inspiration for the blog's layout came from Christopher Kane’s Resort 2011 Collection. I love the colourful prints of the exploding nebulae and I would do almost anything to get any one of these amazing pieces into my wardrobe!

Twenty-one

I think the thing that scares me the most about turning 21 is not that I’m growing old, but that I’m getting closer to a stage in life which I don’t think I’m ready for. I’m perfectly happy with being a child – being able to do whatever I want whenever I want, and being able to mess around and make mistakes with no real consequences. I don't think there will be a time when I will be this free ever again. But now at 21, I feel like there are expectations to do something with my life. But to be honest, I still don’t know who I am or what I want. And I guess in that sense, I am scared of growing old. I hate responsibilities, I’m scared of settling down and I’m fucking terrified of a routine life. I’m just not ready for it all.