Just a quick post to let anyone reading this that I am still here and still on track with my 30Before list! I have ALOT to tick off, but I want to write proper articles for each of them with my photos.
Better to do a great job first time round ey :)
Updates soon internet! I promise!!
Ok so this is a little old now BUT i totally DID watch the last Harry Potter movie with my Soulmate and it was AMAZING!
The Harry Potter books mean so much more then just a great story to me. They introduced me to reading and really losing myself in a book. I never believed people who said things like “I prefer books to movies!” because it sounded like lies! In movies theres special effects and hunky actors… but now i know, in books theres your imagination and that trumps the shit out of special effects and good looking tweens any day!
I wouldn’t say I am a crazy reader who walks around like Belle from Beauty and the Beast.. all whimsical and shit, totally engrossed in a story. But I have read more books then I can count now, from all different kind of authors. I really enjoy sitting down with a hot cup of tea and falling into a story on the couch. Before I read the Harry Potter books… i would never have believed I was capable of that.
So thanks JKR, your kinda my hero forever!

So today 2 things happened to me that ended up getting me thinking about my list of 30 things while I was driving home.
The first thing that happened was;
I was in the office kitchen making a tea when I overheard two of the developers talking (they sit right next to the kitchen). One asked the other who designed the website they were working on… the other answered “Sarah”. Then the first asked “Which Sarah?” (the two designers our company has are both named Sarah :P) and the other answered “The old one.”
Sara2 (as ill call her for this post) is a total champ. Shes my designer (me being the senior) and I cant imagin working without her. Shes fantastic! Shes also stunning, blonde, swedish, cool and young… making me Old Sarah.
As I heard this convo I giggled to myself thinking “HA im only 28 you douchlords.. im not old sarah!” and as I thought this my heart kinda went *PANG* as i was flushed with a bunch of realizations… im 28. Im 28, slightly overweigh, in alot of debt, uncool, have terrible skin making me look like I have achne and I always look awkward in cloths that arent pj-pants and a jumper. At that moment for the first time ever, I felt like Old Sarah and let me tell you… it felt shiiiittttttt.
I laughed it off with the guys cause, comparing me with Sara2, I AM Old Sarah (as shes like 25) and I didnt really think about it again till I had time to reflect on the day on my way home.
The second thing that happened;
I was sitting in my office with Sara2 and my boss walked in and started chatting, asked me what I was upto tonight after work. For once I had something a little more interesting to say (usually its “Oh nothing, probly play video games”) and said “My husband is cooking me dinner!”. He exclaimed and made a fuss and then said “You did well with him didnt you!”. I said “haha, you have a mancrush on my husband! you think hes such a hunk dont you!”. Which is true, my Boss really does think my husband is handsome and cool. He didnt deny it and I kept teasing… “when you first met him you were suprised someone like me could land someone like him huh!” kinda expecting him to say “haha no no!” … when what he actually said (word for word) was, “honestly, yeah I was.” aaaaaaand *awkward office silence* followed by him asking Sara2 what she was upto tonight.
Yep! Tell you what, I felt fantastic! NOT!
So all the way home in the car I sang rap songs and tried to let it all go, but it just kept stewing in me. All them horrible feelings I got in highschool for being the ugly plain jane flooded my memory and I remembered a bunch of things that happened to me a decade ago which I thought I had gotten over. Always feeling awkward around people, never comfortable in cloths others look so comfortable in, always watching peoples eyes move over the marks on my face and linger on the mark near my lip…
When I got home I wasn’t the kinda cry cry sad you would expect. But I did do something I haven’t done in years and years. I sat and ate chocolate. I NEVER eat chocolate! It makes me feel sticky all over and makes my head itch when I eat too much, but goddam I ate a ton! I felt bloody horrible afterwards, but it felt better then crying because I started thinking again.
How many times am I going to let myself feel like this?
How many more times am I going to open myself up to little jabs at my selfworth?
Not many, thats what! After eating all that chocolate I wanted to throw up, and dive headfirst into a depression spiral, but this little spark inside me said “no, fuck that.” very softly. I held onto that little feeling and it soon became, “NO! FUCK THAT SHIT!”.

Tomorrow is a new day :) Fuck them guys, I rule and im going to be happy and healthy and HOT AS HELL for my 30th birthday so they can all suck my dick :)
~fin
So I’ve been planning and thinking and researching different hair ideas for my number 6 list item. In the last few months I’ve done a few little things. Had some fun with colours and stuff. Its been blue, purple (loved the purple), orange, green and now its sort of a weird brown with a blueish streak in the front. Im not loving it :P
I think mostly its because crazy colours arent really me.
Im more of a fade into the background kinda girl. Brown hair. Brown eyes. Boring. But boring suits me! SO now that i think I have the whole colours thing out of my system im going to go get it cut a little crazy and enjoy a nice style for a while rather then just looking like a 12 year old after their school sports carnival (remember when we used to spraypaint our hair what ever colour faction we were in? I was in Green!)
I’ve been looking at what suits girls my size, and what to avoid. So far I think avoiding fringes (bangs?) is a must, which is great cause i hate having hair in my eyes. I want quite a short haircut, something I dont have to tie up, but something thats flattering and flowie and feminine. Going to book in with a cool hairdressers ive always wanted to try next week… so till then, stay golden ponyboys!
hey!! Its so not too late! Just pick 30 little things to do, one every day for a month and one big one that you’ve always wanted to do for yourself to celebrate your big day!!
if you do it, send me a link to your list or updates, id absolutely love to see!!
Why was this even on my list? Such a silly little thing, I mean there just dogs right? We see dogs every day! NOT PUGS YOU DON’T!
Pugs are made of sunshine and rainbows and everything ever that’s good in the world. Pugs light up a room, Pugs are the best!
I’ve loved pugs for as long as I can remember.
They were like little unicorns to me when I was growing up, you would see them so rarely! Infact I think I was actually about 25 when I saw my first one in real life!
I remember flipping out in my car as I saw 2 pugs being walked at a park near where I was working and almost hitting a roundabout!
I kept seeing the same dogs then, after work, every day. I think the 4th or 5th time i saw them I couldnt handle it anymore and stopped my car on the side of the road and walked/jogged over to where they were with their owner. I asked him “Can I please pat your dogs?” and he looked at me kinda freaked out … then said yes and I dropped everything I was holding, fell to the grass and let these two fat little grunty pugs lick me all over! It was so amazing, they were so amazing just as I imagined they would be. I wasnt prepared for the snorty grunting noises though and that spun me into fits of giggles and so many “AWWWW THEY SO CUTE AWWWW THEY SOOOO CUUUTEEEE”. After about 15 seconds i got up and thanked the dude and said he made my whole day. We talked about pugs for a little while and he told me what amazing lil critters they were and i fell for them then and there, head over heals.
Ever since that day, I never hesitate to ask someone if I can pat their pug. I have stopped my car 1 more time while seeing them on the side of the road going walkies (this time different pugs) and every time I pat and cuddle these little wiggles my heart spills over with butterflies.

Today, Jeremy took me to a Pug Club meetup at a park.
I was pretty embarrassed as it seemed like everyone there kinda knew eachother and here we were, 2 pugless chumps walking around like we were cool enough to be there.
Turns out I had NOTHING to worry about. NO pugs were on leads, they were all let loose and crazy in a bigass circle of about 50 of them, all sizes, all colours, all ages.. ALL PUGS! I sat down and they came visiting, sniffing, up for hugs or treats. Goddam it was just… the best. THE BEST!
Today was something Ill never ever forget, I smell like pugs right now, i dont want to shower! PUG LIFE!
AWW MUM!!!!!
This message made me laugh AND cry at the same time. Then I read it out to jeremy. Tell dad its ok, he has a boner for him aswell. 2 boners cancel eachother out so theres no awkwardness! ITS SCIENCE!
I think you and dad should make a list, but its not a bucket list. I hate that term! Its just some rad shit you want to do, written down so you don’t forget!
I know you will take the piss for me saying it, but you both inspire me every day. You are always in my heart telling me “if you dont do it right the first time dont do it” or “You are at the start of a forked path, which way will you go?”. That shit might not have worked on Maty but hotdam it brainwashed the shit outta me!
You guys are my best friends, I tell stories about the crazy shit you do daily and I dont even have to make stuff up! You make me light in my heart when its heavy and you remind me that its ok to fuck up if you feel like it cause tomorrow is a new day and you always get do-overs.
I laughed on the Harley the other day because it was so… Moule! I was on the back of a SHIT motorbike, with thongs on and a helmet that didnt fit with my oldass dad doing 110ks (im not joking!) down a 60k suburban street wearing short shorts, a singlet, bright red socks and plastic velcro sandles he got for $3 in bali. Everybody was looking. That kinda love isnt normal, and when I feel it i bubble and get the giggles.
love you two forever.
p.s. a URL is the website address in the bar up the top you fuckin tards!
HOW MANY TIMES DO I NEED TO TELL YOU THIS?! YOU’VE BEEN USING THE INTERNET SINCE THE MID 90’s!!!!!
Today I thought id share a link with you, which I have posted around the place here and there before but thought id link it somewhere more permanent simply because her videos are what inspired me to DO and not to just WANT.
Shanti teaches you how to lose weight. Full Stop. Thats it!
Theres no magic pills, no diet, no fasting, no milkshakes, no bullshit!
She taught me to forget everything I knew (or thought I knew) about losing weight and she got me excited about the journey for the first time in my life. Since watching her videos I have lost 6 kilos. I also now go to the gym 2 times a week, I am learning to run, I dont drink booze anymore, I dont drink pop drinks (though sometimes I do treat myself) and I have found a love for feeling healthy.
For me I think that’s really whats done it. Its finding the love for that feeling you get when you eat a meal that was good for you, or when your sitting in the car after half an hour of working your butt off on a cardio machine.
The first time I felt it… i was hot, tired, itchy. My legs were wobbly and I was bustingass up a hill on my fixie. Hills and fixed gear bikes SUCK! I was so angry and felt so much hate for no reason… I made it to the top and then stopped kinda shocked. I had made it up the hill without stopping, on my own and really… I could have kept going if I had to. I turned and kept going and then felt a fit of joyful giggles overcome me and I literally laughed all the way down that hill and made it home with a massive smile on my face.
Feels good man.
But yeah, anyone who just wants a different approach to weight loss, watch her vids because I believe she is changing my life.