Sunday
Wednesday
here there and everywhere
So, I have been acting Mum while she's been away. I have realised how much I miss cooking and cleaning. It sounds so anti-feminist of me. But I really do enjoy these things, I haven't had as much time this year to do them and enjoy them but caring for my family is really rewarding. I've got to spend some quality time with the 'little ones' (two out of three of them are taller than me). It's been so lovely.
I have finished my practice exams. Feels good to have them out of the way. Everything is coming to and end and it's weirding me out.
It was always going to come though. Ahhhh well.
Em's 18 really soon and that is SUPER exciting.
I have no boys in my life right now and it's kind of refreshing. Remaining hopeful, but at the same time just sort of happy with all of my friends right now and don't want to ruin that. I have enough love to survive on for now...
Feeling relatively good. Haven't had a desire to go out as of late. That's also weird. It better pick up for emmy's 18th!
Nutella is sooooo good. I had forgotten how good it is!
I hope you're good. If you're not...try 'word with friends' or eat some nutella.
xo C
Sunday
lost and found
Went through my flickr and found some old favourites, and some new ones I took on a reach camp I recently went on...I liked been the photographer...who knows, maybe I am the new reach camera girl?
I re-vamped with em's favourite font.
Thursday
Saturday
Thursday
could I tie you up from the heavens?
Better in Black from Reed on Vimeo.
pretty please?
Basilio Silva - Sique as photographer from Argentinaaaaaaa
just wanna run and jump
This looks like my future, tempting is it not?
There's a light at the end of the tunnel, a big splash signifying fabulousness and just pretty darn beautiful, even if I do say so myself.
Wanna join me? Thought so. You're welcome.
No harm in believing...right?
xoxo You won't regret it.
little one come hither
Imagine being this externally beautiful. Look at those doe eyes and fresh faced skin, just magic really.
Hedi Slimane..why are you so damn good?!?!
Sunday
gotta feel the love love love
true story.
my golden rule. I drink copious amounts of tea and love it.
Cute weekend, had a balance of everything. One night in, One night out, Lectures at Melb Uni, Coffee, Alcohol, State Library, Boys, Texts, Alone time, Medea, Agamemnon, Folio land, phone conversations that made me smile, thinking, laughing, misunderstandings, flirting, dancing, slippers, showers, iPhone scrabble, sleep and tea.
it always comes back to the tea.
It's always gotta come back to something.
ily forever.
talk to me. you know i love it when you do.
Wednesday
big jet plane
I wanna get on one.
It's funny cause it's at around 3am and we always tend to resort to spew. Good.
just hanging out and varnishing shit in vcomm.
I am stressed. I shouldn't be on here. Things are about to change forever and I don't know if I am ready anymore. I like my little bubble....Charlotte's shitting herself.
agh!
I love you.
Even if it is raining.
Tuesday
can't you feel it?
welcome to the world little design.
I'm doing pretty good. I can't believe the time of the year. I am having an outer body experience...constantly. As you get older time really does go quicker.
I've put my back out, this also make me feel old.
I want to grab onto something to steady myself, literally and metaphorically.
Hope you're well and are giving yourself what you need, lord knows I can't give it to you right now.
I am sorry. I will be back on this earth soon.
I miss the quiet.
so proud...
We once held hands as babies.
We once told secrets in the middle of the night.
We once upon a time dreamed bigger than the rest.....
the bitch is living his out.
YOUR TURN CHARLOTTE.
We once told secrets in the middle of the night.
We once upon a time dreamed bigger than the rest.....
the bitch is living his out.
YOUR TURN CHARLOTTE.
Monday
U.S. ROYALTY
Cool bandy mc band-band.
Beauuuuuuuuuuuutiful. ily VIMEOOOO
Reminding me of an American Tame Impala? Lil' Bit?
I want my very own bearded man. Still hanging on for my turtle.
Beauuuuuuuuuuuutiful. ily VIMEOOOO
Reminding me of an American Tame Impala? Lil' Bit?
who do you think you are?
The incessant spinning, see through lace and short shorts pissed me off.
But beautifully shot...of course it is, it's Jake Davis bitchezzz!
Watch and you shall agree!
I just applied for university....I am so random.
Life is so ridiculous. I just need to chill to the maxxxx.
I wish I was Jojo/Bow Wow.....they made magic happen, and they were so young.
Ya see?
HEY LEXUMS....she apparently reads my blog...she will text me when she reads this...off her new phone.
Twenty bucks, I'm never going to get a text?
Breathe in and out. Yeah? Cool.
Say No.
ily.
Sunday
get ya groooove on
I like being bold.
So do these matches,
and my bed spread.
So does my cat.
So does my sister.
Just like me,
in the middle of the night.
I like hanging out and enjoying being me.
I am very happy in this moment.
old books and new learnings...
"It was impossible for her to resist putting her hand on the bent head"
I feel your pain sister, and your reasoning.
How much clearer do you feel?
Me too.
It's good to act on impulses...always.
xx C
things of the moment...
"Your wallet is massive!"
"Now I can open it up and get dressed properly ya know...?"
"The mirror looks good yeah?"
"The candle smells goooooood!"
"I'm feeling really clear right now..."
"Oscar gets all his fucking fur all over my doona...Shit."
"Let's use the teapot tomorrow!"
"You're into really old music at the moment...it's weird!"
"The reminders of the love..."
Thursday
Let me see you work it...
Hello Sneaky tiger...
So, not too sure if my fur could work it on the Miami beaches...but this chick sure did...she is now my hero.
I moved my room around and am kind of enjoying the new space...I needed to feel refreshed, it worked!
I am so crazy busy right now...my work load is scaring me...why am I blogging? I don't know.
I'm learning a lot about Jackie Kennedy...she's amazing.
Talk soon...when I revive myself from year 12 coma.
I'll see you in my dreams.
xx C
Tuesday
wishing and waiting
can't wait to have time to make pretty videos like this one...
and see live gigs like these people...
and just in general....
stop.
this is a title
Very Excited about this little number....noticed the obsession with Robyn lately...hmm so have Em and I...as every fucking song relates to our lives. Grrrr.
“Can you wipe the slate clean?” that’s what she asked me in my English class. I replied in my head a very stubborn ‘No’. Of course you can’t wipe the slate clean completely. When you spill spaghetti Bolognese down your white shirt do you think that tomato-y-goodness is going to say goodbye after one wash? No. The same applies in real life. You need many washes through the machine, and even then enough is never enough. Sometimes that stain is there for good, irrevocable damage that will never be able to be wiped clean.
Sometimes that’s the way I feel in life. As though every move I make is leaving behind a trace, as though every choice I make, a mark it left on the world, it's there to stay and once it’s out in the open I can’t take it back. I guess this is the truth in some respects.
If I step on a leaf and hear it’s autumn crunch beneath my foot, I can’t put it back together again.
If something bad about someone else was said and they overhear, the damage is done. They may remember that one phrase forever.
If I move to fast, too slow…it could make the world of difference to the rest of my life.
If I don’t stop at the lights for long enough I could be dead.
If I don’t stay at the party late I might miss out on kissing him goodnight.
If I fly on this plane I might plummet into the ocean.
If I dream bigger I might not make it.
If I press this doorbell, she might answer. If I don’t…she mght not.
All these things that once they’re there, they can’t be sucked into a black whole to make it better again, no hitting the rewind bit to change the outcome. The messes we make are there to stay, you can’t always wipe them clean. However, you can do your best to try and heal them, if you're determined enough.
I am constantly sitting back and watching the world go by. Sometimes I am dying to participate, and other times, I am happy to watch the faces of others pass me by. Washing over me with a quiet smile that can mean whatever I want it to mean is one of my secret delights, it’s cheap, always entertaining and allows my thoughts to flow.
I often wonder what they’re thinking about, the days they’ve had, the mistakes they’ve made, the triumphs they’ve had and where they’re going. Are they in love? Are they lonely? Are the happy? Do they have meaning? Will we meet again?
Although the thought of me having ultimate power over the small things in life that could ultimately have a giant effect on the plant frightens me, it also excites me to the core. I dream that offering my smile to one of the suits who pass me on the train, or the mother with the pram, the punk on the stairs or the girl who could be me, that I made a small contribution to their day, a sign of peace that helps to wipe the slate they carry, clean.
Found an old context piece from the start of the year. Made me think. Thank you self! Hope you enjoyed it.
I want things to be a bit easier right now. Everyone wants too much of my emotional strength...I don't have it right now. Stop testing me universe.
Monday
fuck the clock
Expect miracles, Charlotte. Don't attach to unimportant details. Don't insist "how" your dreams will come true. Prepare to be amazed. Feel the joy when you daydream. Take baby steps in the dark. Every single day physically do something about your dreams. And most important, saunter.
Thank you, Universe.
My old friend has always got my back...
<3 <3 <3 <8 <3 <3 <3 <3
I made brownies today.
feeling a change...
I want to dye my hair dark I think...not right now...but in the near future.
I'm almost getting excited about it.
I also am feeling a little groovy....may be because I am listening to Etta James...whoops.
I'm ready to see what 2011 has to offer.
I am ready for summmmmmmmmmerrrrrrr.
so I can wear these....
and other super awesome reasons.
Friday
falling in love all over again
Sienna and Savannah Miller present Twenty8Twelve from ny lon on Vimeo.
good genes....you could say so.
what's with the underwater creatures?
rather poignant message in this song...
and the video is beautiful, Robyn looks amazing! She's also swedish...holla to Em!
I want my very own turtle. Can't get my fish.
Feeling like there isn't enough 'fish' in the water after all....
I love Calvin. Forever and always. Love the lights in the video reowww.
Dance it off Charlotte. Dance it off.
Tuesday
working hard for the money
The colour's look whack but it's closer to the orange...it's beautiful and on hold under my name.
I look forward to the purchase of it...eventually.
It's sort of expensive unfortunately and I am too busy spending hard earned money on going out and leading the life I want to lead...sacrifices are just too hard sometimes.
Time is running out on the school-o-meter.
I'm fine. I am.
Reflection is nice sometimes.
Sunday
the morning after
Going out and seeing people in different lights is truly eye opening.
You get used to seeing your closest friends drunk and disorderly, and you love them regardless because you know the REAL them, or so you like to think.
But what about when you don't know that drunk person so well and they're acting rather odd, we don't usually let them be excused do we? No. We disassociate and protect ourselves from their 'wild' ways (note: this is usually when you, personally are sober). It's not fun been the weirdo drunk one on the other side, nor the sober one...how can you win?
I'm confused now. Millions of thoughts and questions rolling around the skull.
Hungover free and freshly showered,
Charlotte
Tuesday
There is strong shadow where there is much light...
yah feeling me?
So, I reckon you should take off that hat and FEEL the light.
Light is good. Tears are good. Worry is good. Stress can be good. Smiling is good. Laughing is good. Excitement is good. Getting your license is good. Dancing is good. A few drinks can be good. Having fun is good. Your future is good. The Universe is good. Health is good. Blogs are good. E-mails are good. Food is good. Foxtel is good. Visual Communication is good. Wardrobe is good. Being 18 is good. Bed is good. Skype is good. Texts are good. Hugs are good.
Life is good.
Just remember to have a look around....
'Good' is a funny word when said too often.
Agreed? Hm.
Say hi to ya Mum for me...she knows I love you.
So, I reckon you should take off that hat and FEEL the light.
Light is good. Tears are good. Worry is good. Stress can be good. Smiling is good. Laughing is good. Excitement is good. Getting your license is good. Dancing is good. A few drinks can be good. Having fun is good. Your future is good. The Universe is good. Health is good. Blogs are good. E-mails are good. Food is good. Foxtel is good. Visual Communication is good. Wardrobe is good. Being 18 is good. Bed is good. Skype is good. Texts are good. Hugs are good.
Life is good.
Just remember to have a look around....
'Good' is a funny word when said too often.
Agreed? Hm.
Say hi to ya Mum for me...she knows I love you.
Wednesday
ever have that feeling...
When the world is rushing by and you are holding on for dear sanity?
Hm. I thought so.
I feel that dancing at Florence last night definitely helped ease my stress levels. I did some interpretive dance moves that were only valid at Florence. She shook Festival Hall, whilst I shook my blonde locks and bowlers hat furiously....huge fun.
SAC's, mid-years results, meeting after meeting, fundraiser's, memorabilia, filming, talent quest organisation and trying to fit in lunch has become the impossible juggle...insane times.
I'm on the home run...76 days exactly today apparently.
The anticipation is excruciating...or maybe that's the ever lowering bank account?
Who knows? Not me.
I'm busy, but not too busy to send out love. Always.
Little/MASSIVE mention for my little Tessy Woods who's traveling into the Woods tomorrow.
I truly love you precious one, stay safe please.
Fan Death - Veronica's Veil from Salazar on Vimeo.
Em, it's us.
Tuesday
find a way out...
Oh darling.
My heart is with yours. I am sorry I can't make it all go away.
Boys are cheats and liars, they're such a big disgrace!
Except for Adam, he goes alright. Hey Adzy! Cottage Expedition is so exciting right now. We can do our laundry and you can play guitar...get learning.
Vcomm folio it exciting me so much right now.
I am so busy...life is a blur. I want this term to be over. The scary thing is...my wish will be granted soon.
Sending lots of love out in the hopes some may be returned.
xox
C
Saturday
right about now...
Here's a quick run down on what's been happening in my life in the last week...
I lost my voice also. Radical.
80's Prom eat ya heart out

I got creative on skype...a lot more than my counterpart I might add...

My Peepz been cool'n'shit

I took a loser tourist photo...alone. I felt very adambanderson.blogspot team.

Cute as Birthday cards...

mmmm new bed cover...apparrently it makes my room seem like it belongs to a more mature owner...

right about 12 years ago...

Be good, play nice and don't get scared.
Ya hear me?
x C
I lost my voice also. Radical.
80's Prom eat ya heart out
I got creative on skype...a lot more than my counterpart I might add...

My Peepz been cool'n'shit
I took a loser tourist photo...alone. I felt very adambanderson.blogspot team.
Cute as Birthday cards...
mmmm new bed cover...apparrently it makes my room seem like it belongs to a more mature owner...
right about 12 years ago...
Be good, play nice and don't get scared.
Ya hear me?
x C
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