A trip down memory lane... Part 2

I've got a temp job at my little brother's school doing admin for the arts department, and there is so much jazz coming out of there! I see now why two of my brother's are jazz musos. It's fantastic! I'm yet to hear anyone play this song, but it seemed appropriate anyway, not to mention the part where I'm a little in love with this duo :) 

And now it's time for part 2 of my trip down memory lane. Most of these are from a school kayaking trip that I went on in year 11. We went kayaking in Shark Bay for 4 days and it was absolutely incredible. Once you get a few hundred metres off the main beach, almost every sign of civilisation vanishes, and the wildlife up there get more and more impressive. There are sharks, turtles, stingrays, sharks, stonefish, stingrays, sharks. By far the most amazing part of the trip began though with a large splash a few hundred metres from where we were paddling. And then another one. Aaaand another one.

Lots of jokes were made about a monster tiger shark that was coming to eat all of us, and eventually one of the leaders went over to investigate. A few minutes later, he was waving manically at us all to come over. There were 40-50 dugongs - mothers and babies. It was absolutely breathtaking. It was the only thing I've ever encountered that could get a group of teenage girls to shut up. We just sat on our kayaks, in absolute awe, for at least 30 minutes. Finding a beach to set up camp didn't really matter anymore, we just wanted to watch these amazing creatures slowly pulling themselves along under the water. We were in such a state of disbelief that we didn't even think to take the opportunity to add to our thousands of photos. 

Shark Bay
2008

Shark Bay
2008

I would like to live in that tent right there please.

Oh hai there Mr Ant.
School Ball 2009

Knees don't work?
Use Dad as a leaning post!

So, anyone wanna go to Shark Bay with me for a few nights? :P

Have a great weekend everyone! :)

A trip down memory lane... Part 1

Every now and then I somehow end up trawling through old photos, whether they be the photos that are archived away in boxes around our house, or those that live in random files on my Mum's computer. No matter where I go hunting though, I always find things that make me laugh, that make me cringe, and that make me remember the good times, even if at the time I couldn't really enjoy it. 

It puts life in perspective once again, which is something I seem to constantly be losing and finding again. If anyone has a trick for holding onto that one, could you let me know please? :P

Hope you like le foto! :)

They were so little!
February 2007

Padre's 50th. Us being our usual crazy selves :) 
October 2008

Shit quality? Who cares!
We were such cool kids.

According to my father,
knowing how to pick up a bobtail is vital to one's education.

Wearing pink in honour of seeing my only female cousin :P
January 2011

February 2009

I've always loved this photo of mother-dearest :)
February 2007

Who knew attempting to clear out my usb could be so nostalgic?

Until next time! :)

PS. Terribly sorry about the ridiculous gap in posts. I'm back at uni and I've taken on a pretty heavy load, so I'm still trying to get back into the swing of things. I promise to try my best and start posting once a week again! :)

A Return to Innocence

There's something brilliant about being around little kids. They're so innocent and cheerful and simple.

I went to my cousin's 8th birthday not too long ago, and all the kids there were so excited by the imminent waterfight. As soon as they realised there were water balloons they flocked to get them. It was pretty great.

And then I went to my old neighbour's new place and chilled out with the kids. They're a bit older than my cousins but still, the two younger one's were happy enough doing their own thing. Just chilling out, and telling me all about how cool their new house is.

Anyways, I'm not quite sure what the point of this blog is - perhaps to say that we should try enjoy the simple things in life some more, demonstrated by little kids and some mildly hipster photos :P

Placebo of Adulthood

The last 18 months of my life have been so unbelievably dramatic, and it all seems to stem from this idea that we've finished school, we've turned 18, and magically, we're mature adults. I don't get it. At all. And it's really making me nostalgic for the days of being a kid. When there wasn't some kind of invisible barrier between the sexes (that society has since magically placed there), and when life just seemed a lot simpler. But it more makes me wonder when and why this placebo of 'adulthood' settled on us all, and how on earth we let it happen without a fight.