Goodbye, good riddance.

I know, I'm sorry, I do realise that I just posted a blog claiming that this was going to be a happy blog from now on, but I need to vent.

One other thing that has occured in the past few weeks is the realisation of who my friends actually are. Since school has ended I have heard a lot of defamation that has come from my so called friends' mouths. The fact has come quite obvious that I really have wasted the last year and a half of friendship on a group that other than a select few can't actually stand the sight of me.

The main perpetrator and I have had some issues in the past but I have believed that this was all just silly shit that didn't matter, apparently this isn't the case. From past experience I am not going to speak up about this as I have found it does no good, but I will say one thing. For someone who claims to be straight forward with all of your opinions, you do an incredibly shit job at following your beliefs through with actions. I actually find you extremely hypocritical in so many more ways than one.

I'm not bothering with any of you anymore unless you make an attempt at talking to me. This is not worth my time or my anger, and I am so sick of having to put up with it.

Bye.

Boredom.

I have noticed that so far all I have done in this blog is complain.
So here is a happy blog. The only predicament is that I cannot think of what to write other than what is happening in my life.
As uneventful as it is here goes...

I have now got a full time job and earning money again. I love it and prefer it so much more than Coles. It is at the Yackandandah Star Hotel, I am a chef's assistant three days a week and a waitress on the weekends. As I have no license, a drag in my social life has occurred as a consequence of working these hours. Looking at the positive aspect of it, I at least am saving the money I need for my travels next year.

The month of July for when I leave for overseas seems to be creeping up rather quickly and I still haven't obtained my visa or passport, and have no where near the sufficient funds for the trip but hopefully it will all work out for the better. I am so excited to finally see my beautiful friends again.

Having finished school now seems bizarre. I keep thinking that I am on Christmas holidays and therefore returning next year, it's funny how even though I finished around two months ago it still hasn't settled in. I didn't get the ENTER I was hoping for however I may still have a chance at getting accepted into my course. If not, it just gives me some more time to travel which personally, I have no quarrels with.

If I happened to be accepted into my course I plan to study Psychology at La Trobe. I am still not positive whether I want to do a Bachelor of Arts, majoring in Psychology or study the full degree. I believe the BOA will be a lot more interesting as I can take up many other subjects along the way. I am glad I still have a year to decide because there is no way I will be able to decide now.

Seeing as I am talking about future decisions and dreams I would like to give a shout out to Richard Perso, even though he will most likely never read this. This man has just returned home from recording his own music in Brooklyn, New York. I'm so proud that this small town boy has reached his goals. I wish my luck for you Dickyyy :)


Anyway, I'm out. Talk to you later darlings xx

My sanctuary, to give me serenity.

My mind is too debilitated for opinions.

Alternatively, I have settled for photography until I relocate my mindfulness.




This is my sanctuary.The place to hide my emotions.

Perth.

Everybody's free to wear sunscreen.

Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '09, wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience.

I will dispense this advice now...

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth.
Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded, but trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine. Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum.

The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts, don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind.
The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults.
If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life.
The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives.
Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary.
Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body.
Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it.
It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance - even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

"Brother and sister together we'll make it through,
Someday a spirit will take you and guide you there
I know that you're hurting but I've been waiting there for you
And I'll be there just helping you out
Whenever I can"

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths:
Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse but you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

"Brother and sister together we'll make it through,
someday a spirit will take you and guide you there
I know that you're hurting but I've been waiting there for you
and I'll be there just helping you out whenever I can. Everybody's free. Everybody's free to feel good"

Quindon Tarver.

Take me away.

I want to leave. I want to begin a mind blowing journey. I don't want this life I am meant to lead. I don't want the belongings. I don't want the identity that I have let myself obtain. I want my dream of not having a home. To have an obituary of an extreme tale. I want my life story to become a novel. I don't want to be another person in the crowd who was born, grew up and died. Everything from here on end is conforming to society's norms. Take me away, a million miles away from here. Give me the courage and motivation to get out of this place. Give me the courage and motivation to be free.

Chivalry is dead.

Last night in a failed attempt of trying to wind down before sleep I turned onto the channel GO! This channel has so far proved to be nothing more than a bid for Win to get more ratings by creating a whole new channel full of brainless sitcoms for the members of society who let their ignorance outweigh their ability to think.
I started watching a Frasier repeat that was comically discussing the topic of chivalry. It has been a saying that chivalry has been dead for a long time, however Frasier with his ethical considerations believed that this is far from the truth. In his bid to prove that chivalry is still around a lead up to several events of him helping someone cause him to be abused or even worse not even recognised for the deeds he had done.
Does this 90's sitcom have it down pat? Is society so absorbed in their own lives they don't count for the people that coexist alongside them, is it the truth that the only way to help someone in distress these days is if their was a repayment for yourself?
One story I have heard was a retired woman in a bid to pay for her groceries received food vouchers from The Salvation Army. When this woman went to her local grocery store the food vouchers were turned down as they were not classified a sufficient way of funding her bill. You would think that even though this grocery store didn't accept these vouchers they would see the fact that if this woman was in need of using these then maybe a little charity is in order? I don't believe that the whole $30-$40 that she spent would have ripped a hole in their pocket too substantially.
Fortunately, two women did split the bill in half for the lady, but I believe it shouldn't have lead to the point where other customers had to pay for this woman because the supermarket does not have the courteousness to help out this certain person.
It really has reached the point of ridiculousness that society will not help out others in need without getting a bonus for them.
Where has the gentleness and thoughtfulness of the human race gone?

The lies and twists of Adulthood.

From a young age we are advised to be humble and wise. "Don't be snooty or haughty, too slick or proud,' they would all say. 'Just be good and do it quietly' was another catchphrase of my childhood. As an impressionable girl, this advice was well received. Then in charges adolescence and adulthood, abruptly slapping us in the face with things called education, jobs and resumes, demanding we shamelessly persuade the world we are the biggest and the best, putting us through the stress that is deemed necessary right up until after it is completed.
What happened to the lessons we learned during our childhood? I liked those ways better.

During life we are faced with the daunting task of convincing others we are worthy - of jobs, grants and even relationships. We promise future greatness and boast of triumphs past, and at times the truth becomes muddied. Updating a blog may become 'Published Author,' changing a Facebook picture may become 'Web Developer' and writing the resume for this so called dream job can characterise us into the 'Creative Developer of Entrepreneurial Prospects.'

When will we turn around and look at ourselves? Why do we bend the truth to create this amazing resume of life experiences? Will there ever come a day where we can look at ourselves and just feel happy with the past experiences and the promised future experiences and just accept them?

I am a perfect example of bending the truth, I recently lost my job and instead of telling people the complete truth I swung it around so I would be the victim. Why could I not have just accepted the fact that I fucked up? I do believe that the outcome was a little harsh for the situation but that does not mean that I was not also responsible. Instead of accepting this I have twisted the story many times to turn it into yet another life experience that has worked out for the better. Why could I not have told people that I made a stupid mistake and now I have to pay for it, better yet why don't other people respect that I have made the mistake and am ready to move on.

To put this rambling blog into short, why do we lie and twist our words to pursue the path of everyone remembering our so called greatness, when we can all just accept life as it comes and live it the way we were taught as children.

Photography

I love these photo's. Many of my friends find them so called 'creepy' but I find them really intriguing. It also leads to the question on why anything a little bit out of the ordinary has people turning their nose up at it? Maybe that is what I find so appealing about them, the fact others do not like them.
I wish I knew the photographer who took these, I believe his photographs would be amazing.

My oh my, we've come so far.

Dahahoo, oh how I wish you didn't disband.
I met this band a few years ago at National Folk Festival, a group of extremely hilarious guys and their music is a lot of fun, with some meaningful lyrics.


Don't Know Nothin' - Dahahoo

It's getting bigger and bigger
The World
I start to shiver when I think about
The amount of crap in the air that we breathe.
Year after year
And day after day
I find it hard to believe
That the future was yesterday
And what's coming tomorrow
Nobody knows
And the technology grows
And it's not going any slower
It's going to speed
To make more useless shit nobody needs.
Cutting down trees to lay more tar
For an internet fridge
You can mount from your car
They say that this is just the start
My oh my we've come so far

Nobody knows when it's going to end
Nobody listens
Nobody cares.
Everyone's asking all the same old questions
But all we know is that we don't know nothin'

Everybody keeps on changing
Everybody's rearranging.
Well don't listen to me
'Cause I'm a hypocrite too
I'd give advice but I'm no better than you
Because I drive a car and I eat meat
Living middle class and living life sweet.

Nobody knows when it's going to end
Nobody listens
Nobody cares.
Everyone's asking all the same old questions
But all we know is that don't know nothin'

That we don't know nothin'
Oh oh oh
No, we don't know nothin'
Oh no.
We don't know nothin'

Nobody knows when it's going to end
Nobody listens
Nobody cares.
Everyone's asking all the same old questions
But all we know is that we don't know nothin'

The changes of Society and lack of fixing it.

This is a blog between me and a friend Larry, I would love other people's opinions on the situation.



Original blog:

'How do we get through the so called 'speed bumps' of our life? What makes us choose the path we take? Is it our friends? Is it our family? Or is it just our state of mind? The fact that we can actually make our own choices. It does not seem like that at all, society influences our choices and when we rebel against it we have harsh consequences that we have to face. Year 12 is a perfect example, we are forced to be put through so much stress, to give up our lives for a year, all because we are supposed to get a high enter score because it is the 'norm' to go straight into University, and it is a common belief that if you don't go to university you won't get a good job. No matter how many people prove this wrong. There is competition between the schools, and the students. Even parents jump on for the ride and push their kids to work as hard as possible. How is this healthy? How does Society let this happen? If someone knows the answer let me know.'



Larry's answer:

'Perhaps people let this happen. It is only when we conform to societies expectations that we feel a sense of belonging, but rebelling can also be beneficial in certain circumstances. Asking such questions like the above can lead to answers that would often not be concluded upon if we just accept that things simply need to be done. Maybe certain parents may force there child to achieve a high enter score, but are only wishing to allow there child to have a better life than what they have, which leads us back to what drives everyone, fear. Fear is perhaps the greatest motivation to change, and this concept ironically gives us hope, to change, to lead a more fulfilling life. Year 12 is generally not a healthy process, and should be changed to be less about ‘competing’ and ‘defeating’ others (mainly classmates and sometimes friends) and more about learning and acquiring information to make important decisions in life, rather than simply scoring marks in exams. As we live in a competitive world, constantly facing others for better paying jobs, achievements in sports or even friends, this may be a difficult thing to change. The influences in our lives help sculpt or mould us into people that the groups in our lives deem 'acceptable'. The groups to which we belong, such as our family and friends, largely establish our sense of belonging and therefore who we are, and these values are derived from societal and cultural influences. Through one’s own education, we are equipped with the skills to decide a future direction and therefore only ourselves decide where we go and what we are limited to as human beings. Maybe there is a reason for why we have the intelligence to be able to ask these questions of ourselves, but we are yet to be able to solve them. As for the ‘speed bumps’ of life, the people to whom we have close relationships with let us know who we are, and often reflect our own values. Therefore if you have only positive influences in your life, then your mentality and overall outlook on life will also be more positive.'





I would agree with Larry in the fact that people do cause this to happen, our expectations of ourselves and each other create these issues and the emotions we experience fuel it. However to the extent we put ourselves, is it really worth it? This whole society competing against each other to reach their goals has become inexcusable. Year 12, as has been previously stated has gone even further with these outrageous competitions with Victorian teachers now being rewarded financially if their students get a higher score. How is this doing anything more than just creating more competition? Where is the justice in that? The student works hard so the teacher gets a pay rise? I believe it has become utterly ridiculous. Larry is correct in the fact that year 12 should be less about competing against each other and more about what we were there for, the education. With parents pushing their child to do well for a better life worth it if the child feels like she/he is in a constant state of turmoil?
To also claim that if you only have positive influences in your life then over all your mentality and outlook on life is heightened, then how is it we can guarantee all of this. When I first wrote the original blog I was going through a rough patch and was not handling it well. The reason for this were the fact my attempts at surrounding myself with positivity were crushed and I was left to deal with the aftermath. I have no doubt in believing that it is the pessimistic side of me that questions and doubts society, but am I off target, over exaggerating or on the spot? It is true, I have many questions to ridicule society but I do not have the intelligence to answer any of them, maybe that furthermore leads to my frustration. It also leads to another question at whether or not this is all because I am too ignorant to try and answer them, to try and fiix this so called broken society. I may have this idea in my mind about how well and truly done over we are in society that cannot be bothered to fix it. Maybe we are all like that.

Welcoming myself to Blogspot.

Hello :)
As you are actually on my blog there is little doubt that you know who I am, but as it is customary to introduce yourself when you create a page I will do so. So here goes...
I am Hannah Margaret Eyre, a small town girl with a loving family. I was born 24th February 1992, consequently that makes myself 17 years of age. I have recently completed year 12 at Wodonga Senior Secondary College, this accomplishment is the most wonderful and frightening feeling I have ever endured. I am experiencing both excitement and extreme apprehension for the future ahead as I believe it holds great things for me.
Psychology is a passion of mine and I plan to study it at University in my not so distant future. Saying that I could not settle down and go into that straight away as returning to education at this moment frightens me.
I am what some might say a 'weak' vegetarian, as I eat fish. However I have not only given up meat because of the poor little chickens and baby lambs getting slaughtered, I believe that the meat industry is corrupted in many ways and do not like the way they go about a lot of their actions. I believe our desire for meat and the meat industry feeding of this desire has become one of the most excessive contributions to how our Earth is changing, and do not want to be one of the supporters of this ignored predicament. Yes, I do eat fish even though the fishmongers also contribute to this dilemma, however I do have to keep my health into consideration and believe that my diet wouldn't sustain if I gave it up. So, go ahead and call me a hypocrite but at least I believe I am doing a hell of a lot more to help than you are.
I love all things to do with language and extending my vocabulary interests me, I cannot stand people with incredibly bad grammar who go around 'tlkin lyk dizzz'. The English language, as well as all the other languages of our world, have been passed down for generations. Do not insult it because your fingers are too lazy to type an extra few letters. I love our literature and reading is an adoration of mine, however this year it seems I have had no time to do such things. As my year 12 has been completed I plan to get back into this amazing world of imagination.
I have a passion for folk and indie music and believe that music is a gargantuan component of my life, even though I cannot play it for the life of me. Several of my most favourite musicians would be Xavier Rudd and the members of British India, yes I do realise they are completely different styles of music but I believe this is why I love them. I'm not one to avoid variety.
I do not like my own company for long periods of time and do not have a lot of confidence, although some people would beg to differ. Finishing school has made me want to re-evaluate my life and reconsider many choices, hopefully this alteration will stimulate a change for the better. I could count my closest friends on one hand. Trust can be an issue of mine as it has failed me many times in the past. I have come to the realisation that I do not have that many friends that live around me anymore. I latch on to the beautiful souls I call my friends and no matter where their lives take them, they will still be in my heart. This has served me well with the many friends located in different countries, however I have come to the conclusion that I have become what some might say a loner in many ways.
I have a strong indignation for travelling and am ecstatic for my future adventures. So far I am planning on a 6 month trip to Japan, Canada and China in order to visit some of the most beautiful people whom I count myself incredibly fortunate to have met. I will also seek to one day discover Europe, as well as England as my family were originally located there. No doubt I will also venture our own land, Australia. I would one day hope to meet a person who shares my love for travelling, but so far that person does not exist.
I have the brevity of patience for sexism, racism and just outright ignorance and do not have the ability to deal with any unnecessary botherations, if you have any of these traits do not waste your time on me. As they say, life is too short.
Sorry if this incredibly long blog bores you and I do hope you find my future posts more interesting.