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The obstacle course.

23 Sunday Jun 2013

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At some point or another, we’re all going to feel a little lost. Life is going to throw us into the middle of an obstacle course and quite often, it will take all of the strength we have, just to make it out the other side. Not just physical strength though, but an overwhelming mental strength. A strength that before all of this, we would have never thought possible.

I suppose that’s life though. It’s designed to bring us so close to breaking, that in order to shape us into the people the world needs us to be, we have no choice but to stop, reconsider and rebuild.

The obstacle course though, it isn’t always going to be quick and chances are, it is going to be far from easy. It isn’t always going to be over in a matter of days, weeks or even months and we aren’t always going to come out the other side unharmed. Sometimes we’re left wandering through that obstacle course for so long that not only do we lose all track of time, but quite often, we begin to lose ourselves along the way.

If we’re lucky though, somewhere close to the finish line we stumble across a newer version of ourselves; a stronger version. One that brings with it a new sense of purpose and a clarity like never before. A clarity so beautiful and so surreal that it’s as though we are seeing the world for the vey first time.

Now while sometimes, unfortunately, we are forced to face these obstacles alone, other times we are lucky enough to have people there to travel alongside us; people who we could not have possibly survived without. In my opinion, it’s those people who make all the difference. All the difference in the world.

At the end of the day, without those people, not only would there be a completely different person walking out the other side of that obstacle course, but there’s a chance that none of us would have ever made it out the other side at all.

So while it is often said that it is not until we are truly lost, that we can ever begin to find ourselves, I am beginning to think that more importantly, it’s not until we are lost with the right people by our side, that we are able to find both the strength and the courage to not only find ourselves, but rebuild ourselves.

Luckily for me, I just happen to have a Mumma who is an absolute angel, a Dadda so brave he is kicking Cancer’s butt, a brother who can always, always make me smile, a boyfriend who is my own beautiful little ray of sunshine and a handful of friends who have stood by me through it all.

Luckily for me, I managed to get thrown into an obstacle course with just the right people. People who were not only able to point me in the right direction, each and every time that I managed to wind up a little lost, but people who gave me the courage to walk out with a smile on my face and the strength to face the world again.

Luckily for me, I had just the people I needed to not only help find myself again, but to rebuild a life more wonderful than I ever could have imagined.

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Slightly competitive, to say the least.

17 Monday Jun 2013

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As you are probably already aware, I happen to have the most amazing boyfriend in what I am sure to be, the whole entire world. A boy who not only treats me like an absolute princess, but who looks at me in a way that no one else ever has before. A boy who I am completely and utterly head over heels in love with.

However, after almost five wonderful years together, a recent evening spent in a rather large Timezone has well and truly proven that the days of ‘letting your girlfriend win’ are long gone. Unfortunately, they have been replaced by the typical competitive nature of the infamous male species. So much so, that by the time we had reached the three hour mark, I still had not won a single game. Statistics that believe it or not, had me far from impressed.

Now, despite not being a fan of your typical shooting games, I did my best to put on my ‘good girlfriend’ hat, as I put my feelings aside for the evening and began competing against what just happened to be the most competitive person I have ever known. Game after game and yet still, he was not showing any signs of weakening. In fact, if anything, I think as time passed, he was becoming stronger.

Needless to say, after countless losses on my part, my anger was increasing at a rapid pace, as was his laughter and as much as he thought otherwise, the constant “You’re really cute when you’re angry, you know that right?” was not at all helping the matter.

To be honest, I’m not quite sure what he expected would happen, but given that he was shooting every animal in sight before I even had a chance to pull the trigger, a tantrum of epic proportions was inevitable, to say the least. Luckily however, for everyone involved, the gun was securely attached to the game, making it near impossible for me to throw it too far. Although, let’s just say that next time, for safety reasons, I’m sure he’ll be thinking twice about disregarding the advised ‘let your girlfriend win a few’ rule.

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Lady luck and her unexpected adventures.

13 Thursday Jun 2013

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“Amazing food, new experiences, uncontrollable laughter, stomach full of butterflies, unexpected conversations, sore feet, new friends, recurring memories and a constant smile the next day.”

Who would’ve thought that those twenty-five little words that somehow won us this magical trip of a lifetime would turn out to be the very same twenty-five words that could coincidently, be used to almost perfectly describe it?

Last minute flights and mid-air friendships.

Fancy hotels and little old drivers in sparkling limousines.

In room hair and make-up with a lovely London treasure and spontaneous visits by a hometown favourite.

Little black dresses and pretty high heels.

Red carpet entrance and bachelors galore.

Crazy loud music and a room filled with people.

Broken high heels and brand new Guess jeans.

Late night taxi rides and far too many photos.

Early morning check outs and beautiful beach walks.

Lunch in beach front restaurant fit for a queen and delicious deserts as grand as her castle.

Limousine tours back to the airport and sunset flights, floating back to reality.

 ———-

Just twenty-five words that almost magically, led to thirty wonderful hours of unexpected adventures; unexpected adventures shared between two childhood best friends who to be quite honest, never saw it coming.

I suppose that’s how life works though. Every now and again, in the middle of our everyday lives, our luck changes for just long enough to allow life to throw something so wonderful our way, that more often than not, we are almost certain it is too good to be true.

This time though, this time it was true.

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Guy Sebastian.

09 Sunday Jun 2013

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Despite slightly resembling a Gollywog at the beginning of his career, I think it is safe to say that now, a few years on, he has well and truly blossomed; to say the least.

With arms that literally take your breath away, perfect golden brown skin that glistens like the sunshine and a smile that lights up his whole entire face, I suppose you could say that I have developed yet another embarrassing celebrity crush.

This time though, even I was somewhat taken by surprise.

It seemed as though that young, lost little boy who once had us all a little confused, had almost magically turned into a man, in what seemed to be the blink of an eye. A man who had become so confident and so sure of himself, that you just couldn’t help but fall a little bit in love.

Sure, he had the voice of an angel, but standing there on that stage just metres away, I can honestly say that his voice was not the only thing holding my attention. Let’s just say that boy has rhythm and my goodness, can he dance.

The highlight though, which I suppose you could say is one of the perks of having front row seats, would have to have been the world renowned ‘hand touch’. Now, while he did happen to lean out and touch me; not once, not twice, but three times, it would have to have been the way that he touched my Mumma that was the most special of them all. So soft, so gentle and so genuine, it was almost as though he had chosen her from the crowd.

Needless to say, he well and truly made her night and while mine was about to be made by a lovely little drummer who was heading over to hand me his very last drumstick from the evening, it seemed that an elderly lady of what appeared to be Asian decent, obviously had other plans. There he was, reaching out toward me and there she was, almost ripping it from my hands.

On the plus side though, at the very least, there was still a lesson learned; appearances can quite often be misleading. Just because they may look to be elderly and innocent, does not always mean that is the case.

So Mrs Drumstick thief, while you may have won this round, next time, I will be ready.

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Here to stay.

05 Wednesday Jun 2013

Posted by ThatSamGirl in June; 2013.

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I suppose it really is true what they say; you always want what you can’t have, because growing up, all I ever wanted was longer legs. All I ever wanted was to wake up one day to find a pair of legs that no longer appeared as though they belonged on the body of an Oompa Loompa.

Strangely enough, at the time, I really didn’t think it was too much to ask for. All of the other kids my age seemed to be growing taller at a pace that was almost impossible to keep up with. Yet still, each time that I would grow, it seemed that somehow, my legs had decided not to.

However, despite the constant disappointment, I continued to hold out hope. I continued to pray that somehow, someday, I would wake to find that my legs had magically stretched themselves into the normal, appropriate length.

Unfortunately though, as you are probably already aware, that someday never came, the magic never happened and to this day, my legs never stretched themselves into the normal, appropriate length and while quite often, I still find myself dreaming of the day that my legs finally begin to grow, I am starting to come to the sad realisation that the chances are, that day will never come.

To be quite honest though, after stumbling across a photo of a rather cute little three year old me, I am beginning to think that I never really stood a chance in the first place. It looks to me as though those short little legs of mine were always, always here to stay.

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Disappearing days.

01 Saturday Jun 2013

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Despite time being the only real concept that we have ever known, I am still adament that right now, it is moving way, way too fast.

Thinking back though, I am certain that there was once a time that it didn’t. A time when the days just could not go fast enough and the weeks would drag on for an eternity. Yet now, here we are already welcoming in the first day of June. Here we are already halfway through a year that I could have sworn had only just begun. Halfway through a year that I was really, really hoping wouldn’t disappear so quickly this time around.

Unfortunately however, it seems to be doing just that.

Despite there being exactly three hundred and sixty-five days in every single year, I am beginning to think that as each one of those years passes by, slowly but surely someone is taking those days away, twenty-four hours at a time.

In fact, maybe that’s the secret.
Maybe that’s the part that we’ve been missing all this time.

Maybe we should be looking for that sneaky little rabbit who is obviously working for the Mad Hatter; the one who has been stealing our days away.

Maybe if we can find him, then we’ll find all of our long lost days. Maybe if we can find him, then we’ll find that magic pocket watch and time can finally begin to slow down again, at least for a little while.

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