Make-up

Yep that's right I have some thoughts on make up...duh I'm a girl! If you are one of my close friends you will know that I do not wear makeup. seldomly do I wear it. The count of how many times I have had my face covered in the stuff would be somewhere around the ten mark. And most of those times it was either becuase I had to (musical) or because I was dressing up (weddings and formal).
My thoughts are along the lines of that makeup is annoying! You have to spend so much time putting it on, and then when you are out wearing it you are constantly worried that it looks ok and then later you spend even more times taking it off! I mean I'm not that ungirly that I will not ever wear it. But most of the time if I want to look nice I will put on some lippy and maybe if I feel like looking extra nice I'll put some eyeshadow on. But really why would you want to cover up a perfectly good face? I like my skin...yes it sometimes has those ugly pimples but it still looks fairly good (and I'm not being vain...just I've had people compliment me) :P anyways I also believe that the more you wear make up the worse your skin gets...meaning more pimples...that's why those girls who keep complaining they have so many pimples and keep covering them up with foundation get more pimples... it's an endless cycle! Anyways that's my thoughts on make up. Next post on something else not so random.

Iced Tea and Memory Diary

So I remembered I promised to write a post on my memory diary...the diary I kept while I was in Year 12. But I also wanted to write a short note today about iced tea...just a random topic that I have a few thoughts on.
So which one shall I write about first?...hmmm methinks the diary...just wait a moment while I go find it.....................................................................................................................................................
found it! wow I forgot how heavy, thick and big it is! I'll put a photo in for my visual learner friends :D
So the idea of a memory diary is that you keep it for however long you want...I kept mine for the entire year of 2008 (my graduation year) and just put stuff in it that would remind you of the awesome times you had or get your friends and family to write a message to you or put photos in it or really make it anything you want. I put pretty much all of those things in it. It even went to Fiji with me and I got everyone on the mission trip team to write in it. I have cards from my 18th. random drawings by friends, drawn during classes when we were bored.
I'm thinking I will start another one for my uni graduating year...so 2013? I recommend doing one...mostly suggest this to girls as boys tend to lose something like this and really don't care about memories and mushy stuff like this. I plan on now and again looking at it when I'm feeling reminiscent. hmmm so the photos aren't uploading so I'll just have to try another day to upload them to show you all what my diary looks like.

So the other topic of this post was iced tea! I've been starting to like iced tea a little more and I blame this all on one of my best friends, BB! She let me have a sip of her Lipton Iced Green Tea Mango flavour once and ever since then I kind of like it. But knowing me and my hestitance to try new things I haven't had much courage to try any other flavours of iced tea until today when I steamed a tea bag (raspberry and peach flavour) and chilled it and tried that! It actually isn't that bad. Random fact: Iced tea is a rather old beverage, as is tea in general and it seems that iced tea (with Lipton bringing it out commercially) is coming back in fashion in the beverage world. So it's kind of socially cool to drink it :P But that isn't the reason I drink it I drink it so I can still drink tea on really hot days! :D Anyways sorry I couldn't get the photos up...I even had one of my iced tea that I made! I promise I will try again soon.
Have a great weekend!
-Maija

Submission to which side? Good or Bad?

hehehehe that title makes me think of a joke from my bible study group: Darth Vadar holding a plate of cookies and saying, "Come to the dark side... we have cookies!"

Anyways back on topic! Which was the inner turmoil (love that word...lol) we as humans have between what the right thing to do (and may be something we don't want to do) and what the wrong thing to do (the thing you kinda want to do). Yesterday I felt like skipping my lecture (mind you I had good reasons why I wanted to...it was at 6pm! and I had just had a wonderful day and didn't want to finish it by doing work!). Now I know that if I had skipped it would not have affected my grades cause it's not like the lecturer keeps a record of who comes or not. But I knew that for me my standards and beliefs on what is right is to attend as many lectures and tutorials as I can. No matter what happens...only acceptable reasons in my eyes is 1. I'm stricken to bed due to illness and 2. I'm flooded in. So in the end I decided to go, this does not mean I enjoyed it but I know I did the right thing by myself.

Dear Diary: A reminisce of my teenage years

Ok so I have decided for today's topic I would give you a sneek peek into my old diaries. I have had about four diaries. It is sad to say that I no longer keep writing in my diaries...apart from now and then when I feel like I must write something down before I forget an event. So how about we start with one of my first diary entries?

06/07/02

Dear Sha-nay, (I don't know why I named my first diary this but I did)

Today I washed up without being told. And cooked Jam Drops. Yumm! I try to be kind to everyone.



oook! I never reread this until this year and I showed it to mum and she said to keep this diary because then I can look back at it and laugh one day...well guess what mum!? Today's the day...I'm laughing at myself! So shall we continue? Let's see what an entry looks like when I'm a bit older...haha found one a year later from the last one!

06/07/03

Dear Diary, (so I moved on to the classic beginning to all or at least most diaries)

Today is Sunday and we went to Anna's B'day party. Anna is a little cousin. She turned three.

So I still haven't gotten to the stage of writing huge entries but it's getting there...trust me...I end up having three A4 page entries eventually...probably won't be putting those in here though...you might get bored! Ok so here is another one a year later:

27/10/04 Wednesday

(so apparently I've skipped all introductions and I get straight to the point)

I'm depressed with too much homework. I have two assignments due next week. Too much Maths that I don't understand. Arts assignment due next week. Oh how will I fit it all in with tomorrow night being senior presentation night! Friday- youth and basically everyday is full. Oh well. I will get it done sometime!

LOL! If only I realised how much harder it was going to get! I said that everyday was full back then?...my life now is full! and it's even harder work and I have a job! So I am now looking for an entry for 2005...oh oh my 9th year at school! That was also the year my older sister graduated!

05/07/05

Today I told Mr. T. (this was my family group teacher) because Georgie had left we only had one Middle School Council Rep. (me). So Mr. T. asked if anyone wanted to be my partner. Brayden put his hand up. So now he is the other rep and my partner. Also today I was put into Core Maths! I was really meant to be in Extension but now I'm in Core. boo hoo! It's okay but I would prefer Extension.



LOL...so I suppose I should let you know that I have cut out parts. anyways I can see that my entries are getting longer and longer but I still have a few more years to go. So onto 2006..my favourite year at school...don't know why just was.



05/12/06

It has been so long! But it seems like time has flown by so fast! I have just read some of my previous entries and can't believe how much I obsessed over...! (the ...'s are where a name was, names I don't wish to disclose) Well now I have decided not to have a boyfriend until I have finished school. ...sometime[s] I just wish I could have a boyfriend still. Like now I like ... and Marlee thinks we are getting a bit cosy and would make a good couple. I don't know, I guess I would just like to be good friends...(it keeps going on about other stuff I also don't wish to disclose)

So that was year 10. I thought it was interesting that I put this one in here because this was a major turning point in my teenage years. I actually kept to this decision to not have a boyfriend until I graduated. So on to year 11!

01/08/07

This week has been like my singing week like almost everyday I find myself singing a different song. Most of them being about love, is beside the point! Ok catch up... I forgot to mention in my last entry that a guy from my school who is in Yr 12 also went and I now really like him too, as well as ... I think I am starting to like him more than ... Probably cause I spend more time with ... However, I have a feeling my thoughts and feelings for him will become disappointed like it did one other time with someone else.



Ok so I still was a regular female teen who liked boys...even though I didn't want a boyfriend. LOL I just love the first part and how I put 'like' in front of things. I actually like talked like that! lol sorry....anyways moving on! Oh wow I just found out I didn't write anything at all for 2008 oh that's right I had a memory diary for my graduating year...will have to blog about that next then!...so I guess we will skip to 2009! yay!



13/07/09

I was on CLW last week. It was great to meet new people and not have the huge stress of being the person you usually are around people you know. I didn't find the study very stimulating but I know that I was there to help some of the kids...

haha oops not meant to call them that...but I wasn't studying teaching then now was I?! lol anyways I think it's interesting to point out that what I meant about being different to normal was just that I could be who I really am instead of what people think I am. anyways moving on to my last year of being a teen...so sad...

10/06/10

When it comes down to it all I have FINALLY decided that what really matters is God's will for my life which I determine is to work in and for an orphanage. And now when I think about guys I dream for a man who will support God's plan for me (which is also my dream), perhaps even work with me. So now when I start to feel attracted to a man I realise that they aren't what matter. I trust God will bring the man meant for me when the time is right. I have also discovered (as this diary seems to be based upon: what I have discovered and decided) that I have a diffuclty asking and allowing people to help me. A problem I plan to fix with God's help. Just like my facebook addiction. :P

So this was about two months ago. And about a month after I wrote this I started dating Nathan. I believe Nathan is God's answer to my prayers...we'll see though :P
This entry is in fact the last entry into my diary...I started writing this blog after that. And I think I will continue to write here instead of a diary...unless it is something that I really want to write about privately. So this has been interesting and I hope you have enjoyed my honesty and openness in sharing this with you.

Middle Child Syndrome (MCS)

I have this theory...well ok it's not mine..I don't know who came up with it but I believe deeply in it. Is it even a theory? I don't know but what I do know is I have experienced...it's called the Middle Child Syndrome (MCS). There are also the lesser known syndromes like Eldest Child, Youngest Child and Only Child Syndromes but as I'm none of these I only have the qualifications to write about mine. I'm the second eldest child in a family of four children. This makes me a middle child. If you have not heard about MCS then have no fear I am about to make it all very clear. The basics of MCS is that a middle child begins to feel unloved and unwanted because there siblings on either side are getting all the attention and love. I found growing up (especially when I was in middle and high school) difficult and at times was rather depressed because I felt like my parents did not and would not love me. Sometimes I felt like they forgot about me. My point is that my older sister as the oldest gets all the attention and love because she was the first born child! And then I have a younger brother and though I realise he also is a middle child...but he is the only boy in the family so he gets that attention and love! Then there is my youngest sister and that of course gives the excuse of her being loved for being that...the youngest!
So I will finish with this one piece of advice...if you think that this is all true then whatever you do don't mention it to your parents cause they won't believe you and will inform you that they treat all their children the same!

Painter or Pointer?

'Why hello I'm a painter. And you are?'
'What? Oh, I get it...you paint for a living.'
'No, I like to paint out what I'm saying instead of getting straight to the point...You see there are two types of people in the world...yes I realise that this is yet another one of those 'there are two types of people yadda yadda whatever...' but there really are this time! I promise! Anyways, as I was saying there are two types of people, there is the painter and the pointer. The pointer is someone who gets straight to the point. For example if I was in need of telling you an important peice of information then I would just tell you straight out what it is. However, on the other hand there is the painter who loves to put everything into detail and tell everything that led up to that point and why you need to tell that piece of information and then they will give the actual information. This is who I am; the painter. It is extremely hard for me to get a story across without giving every little detail. And I find I can often annoy people through this method...especially my sister; a pointer none the less! So I hope I have explained this enough...however if I haven't just let me know and I will put more detail into it as I know I have that skill.'
'Ahh...yes...ok' *steps away*

Introverted Little Me!

Hey how's everyone?
Thought I would write about something completely new...me! ....lol so ok it's not something different....but this blog is afterall mine and about me and I have the right to write about anything I want!
So as I was sitting in my lecture this morning (which was full of interesting events)...I got thinking about how I'm an introvert and what made me this way.
And because I'm a painter (I'll post about this soon I suppose) I am now going to tell you how I got thinking about this and then proceed to fill you in on how I became myself.
Well as I was saying, I was in my lecture this morning and we had an unexpected person turn up...no not a celebrity or a VIP jsut a random person...who you could describe as a creep. And no one knew who he was and what he was doing in our lecture...and because we are studying to be primary school teachers my friend next to me says something about 'stranger danger' and THAT is what got me thinking about my introvertness.
See, I believe that the whole 'stranger danger' thing I was taught as a primary schooler caused me to become afraid of every person I met. (Yes I apologise to my fellow classmates of my YR12 English class who have already heard this in 2008) If you think about it if you scare a child into thinking that all strangers are going to hurt you and that you shouldn't talk to them because of that fear you are going to get unsociable people!...hehehe like me :P
I blame this for my introvertedness because I find it extremely hard to say hello or talk to someone on the street or at uni because I have no idea who they really are and in my mind they are all out get me! But uni is teaching me that there are times when you have to step out of that comfort zone andjust take a risk and talk to them...who knows maybe they think I'm also a dangerous stranger?! And my talking to them may comfort them in thinking that I am not going to hurt them...though there is the possibility of make them even more scared. agh! Whatever...this is getting me confused!
So as for the other side of my introvertness...I generally am a quiet person...I like alot of things that involve being quiet...but amusingly I'm the one who makes sure the house is not completely quiet...I always have music on or something....you know that song? 'Silence is Golden'? I HATE IT! lol why is silence golden? it can be horrible!...anyways of track...me being quiet...oh yes...an example of my excellent skill at being introverted: I can manage to be completely quiet for an entire lesson which is like 2hours! but thanks to my tutors it seems they don't like this and love to pick on me.
and another example: my nickname is/was Rowdy...not because I am loud of course (silly who would think I'm actually rowdy! lol) but because of the opposite! yes my nickname was actually picked because I was quiet!
anyways I think I'm done...I could go on and on but I won't...cause I think you will start to think that i'm not introverted afterall! :P

*Sigh* politics...the dreaded topic

So it seems that there is an election coming up...and up until the last few days I had no idea who I was going to vote for. In fact I had no idea who there was to vote for (well apart from the labour and liberal parties of course). So when some flyers came in the post, I read them and they prodded me to do some further research online I came to the conclusion I would vote for the Family First party (ok there may have been some pressure from the parents, but still I have made up my choice, either way). And I thought I had made a wise choice. And I still do, just the fact that my boyfriend does not agree makes me frustrated.
As a Christian I want someone in government who shares my beliefs and I would hope my boyfriend had the same beliefs too (unfortunately it seems we differ). And I believe that the party who is the closest to sharing these is the Family First party. Have a read of their policies . Make up your own mind, but if you are a Christian I pray you prayerfully consider who you want in control of the country you live in.
God Bless!

OCD...no not CDO...

Yes I am a little OCD as some of my good friends know. And no I do not change it to CDO because that would annoy me cause it isn't correct. Because then it would be Complusive Disorder Obsessive and that definately does not make sense!
Anyways... my OCD ranges from minimal to overly obsessive.. and I guess some of it sometimes comes down to my stubborness and perfectionism. I suppose those could be other names for it.
I am a very neat person who likes things in their place. And most things have an order about them...in particular my books. I have a shelf for books I have read and they are in height order. Then I have a shelf where there are the books I have started or want to read. These aren't in a particular oder but when it comes to choosing them I have a certain way to picking them...which I will not disclose because then it will make me look insane and I'll be dragged off to an asylum.
Oh and when it comes to picking my clothes I have a certain way to picking them too...this is similar to me picking the books.
And then there is generally those little things that get on my nerves like an object slightly out of place. I'm slowly accepting that the hair on my head does not and will not stay in place...so if you see pictures of my a few years back I have this very sleek tight pulled back ponytail look happening and if you see me now... let's just say my hair is becoming more messy looking...well to me it looks messy. :)
You'll love this story: My family once had a wine salesperson over to give us a wine tasting session (it was really good wine). Anyways there was this one bottle of wine that she brought out and it was assymetrical - so one side was less curved then the other... this bottle frustrated me because 1. it was not perfect and 2. I could not fix it because it was made of glass.
So there is a little insight on my OCDness. And that was the sequel to 'lost and found'