A Day in the Life linkup

This was a while coming and I apologise for the delay in organising this, but I am taking over the A Day in the Life linkup that Manda started last year. I’m excited to be taking over this linkup. While real life has gotten in the way, I have finally set this up!

The linkup dates can be found on this page, along with a banner to link to the linkup. I know today’s one is a bit late in the month, but if you decide to participate, I hope you find time this week to do so. The linkup will be open until the end of the first week of February, though.

Today I stayed at home. It’s currently the Australia Day weekend (a bit like the Fourth of July in the States), so we get Monday off as well. I love long weekends. Since working full-time I have really come to appreciate the weekends and having a good relax. […]

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My dad and I share a love for The Beatles. I was brought up with them (and other older, well known classic bands) when I was young, even though I didn’t take a great interest in music until I was about nine years old. The Beatles, of course, no longer existed as a band when I was born, meaning that seeing them live would be practically impossible.

Unless, of course, you go for seeing a tribute band or watch someone play a handful of Beatles covers. This is unfortunately the closest you will get to hearing the “real thing”. To be honest, I have always thought tribute bands were silly simply because they were not the real thing. There are a couple of tribute bands for bands that currently still exist, which doesn’t make sense to me. Why would you want to see a fake band when you could see the real thing?

I think that part of my opinion was shaped after I found out about Beatallica, a mash-up band that plays music made from combinations of songs of The Beatles and Metallica. I was a bit mortified that someone would tarnish The Beatles in such a way – not saying that Metallica is a bad band (I like them too), but the mash-up, though mostly intended for fun, horrified me a little bit. […]

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They say it is every little girl’s dream to get married. But no one ever says it is every little girl’s dream to fall in love.

No one tells a little girl that love is difficult, not just to deal with, but to find, and to have. No one tells a little girl that reality will crush their dreams and tell them Prince Charming does not exist.

I don’t know when I gave up on being an idealist, a romanticist, but I know that I had mixed feelings about love, from the moment I was with my first boyfriend at the age of twelve (we lasted a good eighteen months), through having several other crushes during secondary school. I know that for the longest time I dreamed of having someone. […]

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It’s been a good month since the last Best Friend Lunch, and this is the first of 2015, too. There are lots I didn’t quite cover in this post, since we talked about a lot… but let’s roll.

The Place

We went to Sushi Roll in World Square, which is close to both our workplaces. We went to Sushi Roll together one other time, and I thought it was alright. I think most sushi places have their pros and cons. Lilian was scrounging for teriyaki chicken sushi but there was hardly any. I ate a lot of kingfish and salmon, which was yummy, and opted for a plate of salmon sashimi (my favourite). […]

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The wrong person will make you feel used, but the right person will make you feel loved. —Sonya Parker

We make fools of ourselves sometimes, we make mistakes, we make the wrong decision, and we fuck over in ways unimaginable. Liz’s post struck a chord with me. After reading it I felt compelled to write about something that ticked over in my mind as I read about her experience with a boy.

I’ll put it simply: I both hate and love boys. I’ve grown up through almost twenty-four years of my life hardly ever being friends with girls. I’ve always felt a bit like “one of the boys”, what with my interests in certain types of music, computer games and recreational activities in general. However, I’ve had experiences that have been distasteful and uncomfortable, and worst of all, left emotional scars. I don’t like to rip open old wounds […]

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