tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31820142024-03-14T15:29:49.990+11:00Hello, I am Nelisanelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.comBlogger300125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-54917175883180071272013-09-23T16:28:00.002+10:002013-09-23T16:28:16.336+10:00I've been 30 for a while nowIt's been over 4 years since I've last blogged. I don't know whether it'll be another 4 years till I write another. But I thought I'd write a little bit just to get my brain going. This is a recycled post. Posted 5 years before I turned 30, and now being re-posted just before I turn 31.<br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;">1. Drive a wickedly cool car, even if you have to rent it. </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">"Wickedly cool" is defined as any car that turns heads on the streets. They say life is a journey and you should enjoy the ride.</span><br />
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I used to "not do manual", but I can semi-confidently say that I <em>do</em> do manual. I have yet to drive a wickedly cool car. The coolest I've driven was my cousin's boyfriend's type-R around the block.
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<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">2. Date against type. </span><span style="font-style: italic;">Better yet, date somebody "dangerous." Waking up tied to a bed with a person who has more tattoos than brains will give you stories to regale other members of the old-age home in your dotage.</span></span><br />
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Yes.</blockquote>
<span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;">3. See the world. </span><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-style: italic;">It's much easier to do when you're 22 and footloose than 35 with two bawling babies in your backpack.</span></span><br />
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Before I turned 30, I moved to Hong Kong. Then I got pregnant. I managed, however, to visit a few new countries before I hit the milestone age - Malaysia, Singapore, Macau... and I guess Hong Kong! Now that I've got one bawling baby (he's pretty sensible, only bawls for a reason) - we've got Korea, more of Thailand and Sanya before I turn 31!</blockquote>
<span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;">4. Live in a cool place.</span><br />
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Been living in Hong Kong since May 2012!</blockquote>
<span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;">5. If you're going to drink a lot, do it when you're young. </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Getting sick on cheap white wine after 30 is pretty pathetic. Young drunks sometimes get away with being "cute," though you may still have a lot of apologizing to do. Get this experimentation out of your system and you'll appreciate finer spirits when you get older.</span><br />
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No change to previous post.</blockquote>
<span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;">6. Take risks with your job. </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Most people end up changing direction in their careers after their 20s anyway, so, take the time to figure out what you want to do. There will be time enough to be a cubicle drone later.</span><br />
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I haven't taken any real risks yet. I've requested moves to another project and that felt like a risk at the time! Going back to work full time and trying to find something to occupy my brain for the rest of my career will need to involve some actual risks I think!</blockquote>
<span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;">7. Do something physically adventurous. </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">And do it OUTSIDE! No one will ever be remembered for playing Nintendo or watching every single episode of "Friends." Enjoy your body while you're young, push it to its limits!</span><br />
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I've been skiing again - post ACL reconstruction skiing too! That's pretty adventurous! That's all though. The other week I went wake boarding and I can't wait to do it again!</blockquote>
<span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;">8. Take your parents to dinner. </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">It gives you a chance to show your parents that you are an equal and that you are responsible. It's also a chance to show your appreciation for all those dinners they bought over the years.</span><br />
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Always. </blockquote>
<span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;">9. Do volunteer work. </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">You may be broke, but you can give your sweat and earnestness to a cause in which you believe. In addition to improving your world, you can allow yourself to be exposed to others in the world.</span><br />
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In the two years before we moved out of Sydney, my boyfriend/fiance and I did St. Vinnie's Door Knock Appeal. One year it was through a well to do neighbourhood with people with lots to give, the other was a more run down part of town - that was tough!</blockquote>
<span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;">10. Use this decade to go to extremes. </span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Climb the tallest mountain you can find. Picnic at midnight. Learn to sail. Talk to strangers. Road trip to New Orleans for Mardi Gras. Take a midnight drive to the beach then stick around for dawn.</span><br />
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Road trip to Chicago from New Jersey and explored the green town on St. Patty's Day. Talked to loads of strangers when I moved my life her to Hong Kong and looking for new extremes in the coming years!</blockquote>
nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-26761965063754575322009-08-26T13:35:00.001+10:002009-08-26T13:38:50.120+10:00The day my boyfriend broke my heartThis hurt...<br /><br /><strong>Lowell [1:22 PM]:<br /></strong> haro<br /> murray is seed 2<br /> confirmed<br /> therefore nads and feds in semis 0_0<br /><strong>Nelisa [1:23 PM]:</strong><br /> yeh i know<br /> boring<br /> that's fine<br /> murray vs feds<br /> straight sets<br /> fun<br /><strong>Lowell [1:25 PM]:</strong><br /> murray > nadal<br /> imho<br /><strong>Nelisa [1:25 PM]:</strong><br /> yeh okay<br /><strong>Lowell [1:25 PM]:</strong><br /> seriously<br /> in terms of raw talentnelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-49136965139839649472009-08-26T07:52:00.002+10:002009-08-26T07:57:05.076+10:00Boot Cap: Day #6Thinking that Wednesdays are a little harder for me. Probably because it's usually not been more than 12 hours since I played basketball - and last night's game was tough!<div><br /></div><div>Today was a lot of running. Throw various resistance exercises in (burpies, knee-to-elbow, lunges, crunches, squats, push-ups) and you get a VERY tiring morning. </div><div>I'm finding that my breathing struggles are becoming a bit of a hinderance. My body is definitely stronger but it's often very tough to push myself when I feel short of breath. </div><div><br /></div><div>I'm hoping that the remaining sessions will improve that *crossfingers*</div><div><br /></div><div>Seeya!</div>nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-63672476641305558302009-08-24T07:24:00.003+10:002009-08-24T07:31:23.499+10:00Boot Cap: Day #5The drama of today came from the two hours <i>before</i> I had to wake up this morning. Every time I know it's bootcamp, I wake up way early and struggle to stay asleep till my alarm goes off. <div><br /></div><div>I slept around midnight last night.</div><div><br /></div><div>... woke up around 2:30am</div><div>... woke up again at 4.22am</div><div>... and again 4.50am</div><div>... then 5.58am</div><div>... and still at 5.20am</div><div><br /></div><div>... and then in about 2-4minute intervals after that.</div><div><br /></div><div>Hectic right? Well, to me it is.</div><div><br /></div><div>Today, I did what I did last Wednesday i.e. fitness test for the people that didn't show up last week. I thought I might as well have a crack at improving last week's time.</div><div><br /></div><div>AND I DID!</div><div><br /></div><div>Sliced 1 minute 50 seconds off! Woowoo! It helped that my shins/ankles didn't feel like hell this morning.</div><div><br /></div><div>Clocked in at 16min 26sec!</div><div><br /></div><div>So... maybe it does get easier :)</div><div><br /></div><div>Until Wednesday!</div>nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-89523392861930292332009-08-19T07:44:00.002+10:002009-08-19T07:49:28.842+10:00Boot Cap: Day #4Fitness test today! There were only 6 people in today which was good because it meant only one person lapped me ;)<div><br /></div><div>1. 4 laps around the football pitch</div><div>2. 40 push-ups</div><div>3. 80 squats</div><div>4. 10 lunges per leg</div><div>5. 50 sit-ups</div><div>6. 20 back extensions</div><div>7. 2 laps around the football pitch</div><div><br /></div><div>= 18min 16sec</div><div><br /></div><div>The aim is to get that down to somewhere b/w 15 and 16 minutes in 3 weeks! Wish me luck!</div>nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-73198559974750280692009-08-17T07:21:00.002+10:002009-08-17T07:28:12.751+10:00Boot Cap: Day #3I thought doing the King George Park to Anzac Bridge run on Saturday (with boyfriend forcing me to keep going even when I couldn't breathe) was going to help me conquer <i>that</i> hill. No luck today.<div><br /></div><div>We ran up and down the hill about 3 times and I was absolutely exhausted! It was a nice bit of encouragement when one of the girls told me that it <i>does</i> get easier. I really hope so too. It really doesn't help when my legs are shooting pain. Gonna pay a visit to the Running Science spot sometime this week to see if I can get hooked up with better shoes. Also, I'm going to try to drop into the gym around the corner and spend a bit of time on the bike. Gotta build up those calfs!</div><div><br /></div><div>Sucks how all I want to do now is steal half an hour's extra sleep but I'm sweaty and stanky. Plus, the clock tells me I should be getting ready for work now.</div><div><br /></div><div>Until Wednesday...</div>nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-60238607040972093622009-08-12T07:55:00.002+10:002009-08-12T08:01:38.695+10:00Boot Cap: Day #2My body is not used to these movements.<div><br /></div><div>Jogs (plural), burpies, jumping squats, crunches, reverse crunches, shuttle run, planks, side planks, push-ups - add to that my sore shins/ankles and the end result is a very sore (and muddy!) me.</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh and I still had to walk up that hill to get home.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm half complaining, half logging the pain so when I beat it (and I will beat it!) I will know how far I've come.</div><div><br /></div><div>Okay, time to get ready for work! God, the day hasn't even really started.</div><div><br /></div>nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-23230566919153008432009-08-10T07:22:00.004+10:002009-08-10T07:58:46.634+10:00Boot Cap: Day #1... and I'm contemplating going again on Wednesday.<div><br /></div><div>First day of bootcamp consisted of a 4.2km hilly run. I swear I lost it up the first street. Steepest hill ever. Not a good start to my Monday morning. I would like to sleep now, thanks.<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div><div><br /></div><div>PS. I think something in my brain triggers my desire for ONLY healthy food. The whole time I was running I was thinking about what I ate last night - creamy mushrooms, potato omelette, chorizos, meatballs...</div>nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-75015715852987594752009-08-09T08:37:00.002+10:002009-08-09T08:45:18.035+10:00So, I got my hair done at a new placeI swear when I saw the hairdresser that was going to do my hair yesterday I briefly thought to myself "this girl looks like a noooooooob". But as I've been taught, you don't judge a book - or in this case, a hairdresser - by its cover. So I didn't, and I agreed to let her dye my hair. <div><br /></div><div>About 40 minutes later, they brought a mirror out to me and I my roots were white and a lot of my hair was - no joke - bright orange. I almost cried. They didn't even take me back out to the salon to fix it up. They left me at the basin where the re-touched it until they thought it was presentable. Even after they were "done" it was way too light - nothing like the colour in the photo I showed them. So they continued to re-touch at the basin and after 2 hours, my hair was at its desired shade. </div><div><br /></div><div><b>Trust your instincts:</b> if your hairdresser looks like a noob, they probably are. Don't risk it unless you're okay to have dye burning into your scalp for two and a half hours.</div><div><br /></div><div>In other news, my hormones are kicking in. Apparently, when you quit, you sign-up for the glory of nature. Great.</div>nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-18867964011617162022009-08-06T21:34:00.003+10:002009-08-06T21:35:39.276+10:00Ms vs MissToday I decided I don't mind circling "Miss" on forms, selecting it on the web or writing it before my full name on an RSVP. It seems silly that I spent so long using "Ms" like it made a real difference.<div><br /></div><div>I'm a Miss and proud of it!</div>nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-90716488911605695342009-08-06T15:35:00.002+10:002009-08-06T15:37:44.276+10:00The Call Centre GirlThese call centre girls sound so mechanical usually. The one I spoke to just then sounded mechanical and... well... sad. <div><br /></div><div>I guess I would be depressed too if idiots like me called up just to save $2 on their line rental.</div>nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-71651200063848061842009-08-06T00:35:00.005+10:002009-08-06T00:54:14.945+10:00Easing back in...Surveys are good because there's no pressure to be witty. Goodnight!<br /><br />Who did you last shoot a dirty look at?<br />probably Lowell<br /><br />What kind of car do you drive?<br />I have a choice. Today it's the Tarago<br /><br />Have you ever had a garage sale?<br />No<br /><br />What color is your iPod?<br />Silver<br /><br />What kind of dog do you have?<br />Cattle Dog/Husky<br /><br />What's for dinner tonight?<br />Chicken Biryani + Lamb Korma + Garlic Naan<br /><br />What is the last drink you drank?<br />Green Tea (Jasmine)<br /><br />Last time you were sick?<br />The day before I left for New York (2 Jul)<br /><br />How long is your hair?<br />Just below my shoulders<br /><br />Are you happy right now?<br />Yeah<br /><br />What did you say last?<br />"Byeee"<br /><br />Who came over last?<br />Mum<br /><br />Do you drink beer?<br />Yes<br /><br />Have your brothers or sisters ever told you that you were adopted?<br />Nope, I look too much like my mum for people to try that one on me<br /><br />What is your favorite key chain on your keys?<br />the Oroton O<br /><br />What is in your pocket?<br />N/A<br /><br />Who introduced you to your boyfriend or girlfriend?<br />My ex-boyfriend<br /><br />Who is the last person you had a phone conversation with?<br />Mother<br /><br />What DVD is in your DVD player?<br />None<br /><br />What's something fun you did today?<br />Visited the girls before their New York trip<br /><br />What do you think of when you hear the word "meow"?<br />Cat<br /><br />What are you listening to right now?<br />My typing and the dryer in the laundry<br /><br />What have you had to drink so far today?<br />Mango juice, Water, Tea, Coffee<br /><br />When is your birthday?<br />12/12<br /><br />What's the area code for your cell phone?<br />04<br /><br />Where did you buy the shirt you're wearing now?<br />I didn't buy it, my US cousins sent it in a care package after our 2003 trip<br /><br />Is there anything hanging from your rear view mirror?<br />Usually rosary beads<br /><br />How many states in the U.S. have you been to?<br />Not counting stopovers: 7, I think<br /><br />What are you going to do after this?<br />Sleep<br /><br />What is something you need to go shopping for?<br />Wine rack<br /><br />Do you like pickles?<br />Sure<br /><br />How about olives?<br />Sometimes<br /><br />What is your favorite kind of gum?<br />Extra<br /><br />Do you have any tan lines?<br />Yes, I hope so. They might be very faint, but I'm thinking they are there<br /><br />Do you remember the name of your kindergarten teacher?<br />Miss D Ceravolo<br /><br />Who was the last person to call you baby?<br />Lowell<br /><br />When you're at the grocery store do you used the self checkout?<br />If I can<br /><br />Has anyone ever sang to you?<br />Yes<br /><br />Has anyone ever given you roses?<br />Yes<br /><br />If you were abandoned in the wilderness, would you survive?<br />Maaaaaybe. I'd like to think so!<br /><br />What is your favorite color?<br />Teal<br /><br />What color are your eyes?<br />Brown<br /><br />What is a compliment you receive way too often?<br />"Man I wish I had your..."<br /><br />How tall are you?<br />Measured the other week: 163cm<br /><br />Who was the last person to say they loved you and when?<br />Lowell. I believe two nights ago on the phone.<br /><br />Do you like your parents?<br />Yes<br /><br />Why did your last relationship end?<br />Grew apart, I guess<br /><br />Who was the last person you said you loved on the phone?<br />Lowell<br /><br />Where is the furthest place you've traveled?<br />New York<br /><br />Which do you prefer, to eat or sleep?<br />Eat<br /><br />Do you look more like your mom or your dad?<br />Mother, no question<br /><br />How long does it take you to shower?<br />10-15 minutes. Depends how late I get up<br /><br />Can you do splits?<br />Nope<br /><br />Can you use the grill?<br />Yes<br /><br />Are you flexible?<br />Nah<br /><br />What movie do you want to see?<br />My Sister's Keeper<br /><br />What did you on New Years Eve 2008?<br />theLOFT with the cousins, bfs + girls<br /><br />Was your mom a cheerleader?<br />Really?<br /><br />What is the last letter of your middle name?<br />e<br /><br />How many hours of sleep did you get last night?<br />5.5<br /><br />Do you wear your seatbelt in the car?<br />Yes<br /><br />Are you scared of flying?<br />Nope<br /><br />What do you sleep in?<br />Bed socks, shirt, trackies<br /><br />Do you have any tatoos?<br />No<br /><br />Have you ever been to Los Angeles?<br />Yes<br /><br />What jewelry do you wear all the time?<br />None<br /><br />What is your favorite song at the moment?<br />The only one I sing in the car is one by Ne-Yo<br /><br />What song do you HATE?<br />I think right now I'm really over BEP - I gotta feeling<br /><br />Do you like chocolate?<br />Yes<br /><br />Are you easy to get along with?<br />Sometimes<br /><br />Any up coming events you're excited about?<br />Birth of my first neice - Ayanna Isobel!nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-40970749187469301322009-08-05T22:51:00.000+10:002009-08-05T22:52:03.680+10:00hiDon't laugh at me.nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-60140539750510065122007-07-11T22:28:00.000+10:002007-07-11T22:54:03.716+10:0010 Things to do Before You're 30Denk blogs the same stuff!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >1. Drive a wickedly cool car, even if you have to rent it. </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >"Wickedly cool" is defined as any car that turns heads on the streets. They say life is a journey and you should enjoy the ride.</span><br /><blockquote>Still on the TODO list. I'm pretty sure I've ridden in one but I probably don't trust myself to actually drive one. Aren't they all manual? Yeah, I don't do manual...</blockquote><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">2. Date against type. </span><span style="font-style: italic;">Better yet, date somebody "dangerous." Waking up tied to a bed with a person who has more tattoos than brains will give you stories to regale other members of the old-age home in your dotage.</span></span><br /><blockquote>Consider this done. </blockquote><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >3. See the world. </span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-style: italic;">It's much easier to do when you're 22 and footloose than 35 with two bawling babies in your backpack.</span></span><br /><blockquote>I don't feel like I've seen much, or enough. Especially when I see how many places my high school mates have been to (thanks a lot, Facebook). Still want to finish Asia before I take on Europe. No bawling babies - hopefully just me and my hub.</blockquote><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >4. Live in a cool place.</span><br /><blockquote>Live? Does stay count? If so, the Hyatt at Coolum takes the cake!</blockquote><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >5. If you're going to drink a lot, do it when you're young. </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >Getting sick on cheap white wine after 30 is pretty pathetic. Young drunks sometimes get away with being "cute," though you may still have a lot of apologizing to do. Get this experimentation out of your system and you'll appreciate finer spirits when you get older.</span><br /><blockquote>Ft. Lauderdale FI 2004, Waikiki HI 2005... I'm done. Definately.</blockquote><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >6. Take risks with your job. </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">Most people end up changing direction in their careers after their 20s anyway, so, take the time to figure out what you want to do. There will be time enough to be a cubicle drone later.</span><br /><blockquote>I don't think I've taken risks. I've gone after what I want and I think that's enough... right?</blockquote><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >7. Do something physically adventurous. </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >And do it OUTSIDE! No one will ever be remembered for playing Nintendo or watching every single episode of "Friends." Enjoy your body while you're young, push it to its limits!</span><br /><blockquote>HEY. I've seen every single episode of Friends (amongst other series')! Got forced into physically adventurous in the ninth grade @ Camp Knox. Then there was Diamond Head and Maunauili Falls a couples year's back. I've (tried to) surf, I've skiied... Still lots to go, definately.</blockquote><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >8. Take your parents to dinner. </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >It gives you a chance to show your parents that you are an equal and that you are responsible. It's also a chance to show your appreciation for all those dinners they bought over the years.</span><br /><blockquote>Always. </blockquote><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >9. Do volunteer work. </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >You may be broke, but you can give your sweat and earnestness to a cause in which you believe. In addition to improving your world, you can allow yourself to be exposed to others in the world.</span><br /><blockquote>Planted a few plants once, went to a few benefits... probably not enough though. There's a difference between doing volunteer work and doing something you want to do without any benefits to you, at all.</blockquote><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >10. Use this decade to go to extremes. </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >Climb the tallest mountain you can find. Picnic at midnight. Learn to sail. Talk to strangers. Road trip to New Orleans for Mardi Gras. Take a midnight drive to the beach then stick around for dawn.</span><br /><blockquote>Tallest mountain - Diamond Head? Balmoral at sunrise... okay, still got a bit to go =|</blockquote>nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-13714810861182544932007-06-20T23:10:00.000+10:002007-06-20T23:12:36.844+10:00why won't you give me a chanceI have a feeling, and correct me if I'm wrong, that you're one of those lost souls. One of those guys constantly on a quest to find themselves. And normally I'd find that romantic if I thought you had a chance of succeeding - but I don't.<br /><br />Why is that?<br /><br />Because you can't stand to let anyone down - you can't say no. That's why everyone likes you. That's why you'll probably get more dates than I do tonight. But you're never gonna find yourself if you don't do what you wanna do and not care what anyone else thinks.<br /><br />So you don't care if anyone likes you?<br /><br />I try not to.<br /><br />Y'know maybe you're afraid that if you care about someone, you might get hurt if you do?<br /><br />Maybe. But that conversation will take longer than three minutes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">-- What About Brian Season 2 Episode 7</span>nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-23655717513102489942007-05-20T23:17:00.000+10:002007-05-20T23:42:36.258+10:00two.Baby, it was uncool to love me<br />Then leave me standing here now<br />Without a goodbye<br />And maybe I am the fool you call me<br />Cause I'll be here standing, waiting<br />To hear you say to me<br /><br />I'm ready (you know I'm ready)<br />To love you (to love you)<br />Forever (forever)<br />And ever, baby<br />Come and love me forever more<br /><br />Sometimes, when I'm alone I feel sad<br />Cause I know you'll leave me once again<br />And take my pride<br />And maybe I am the fool you call me<br />Cause I'll be here standing, waiting<br />To hear you say to me<br /><br />I'm ready (you know I'm ready)<br />To love you (to love you)<br />Forever (forever)<br />And ever, baby<br />Come and love me forever more<br /><br />And once again I'll be right here<br />Waiting to share your love<br />But oh this time for once<br />We'll forever be in love<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">tevin campbell - i'm ready</span>nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-7181303657283965352007-05-13T17:04:00.000+10:002007-05-13T17:08:28.182+10:00HonestlyIn the spirt of 'brutally honest' (sortof)...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>40 Secrets About Yourself</strong><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">1. What Is your natural hair color?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> dark brown to almost black<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">2. Where was your default pic taken?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> myspace - at alisa/lori's 25th birthday do - it's me and vin showing off our good sides; blogger - some pizza place at copacabana<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">3. What's your middle name?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> angeline<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">4. Your current relationship status?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> waiting<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">5. Honestly, does your crush like you back?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> pretty sure<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">6. What is your current mood?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> overly-relaxed - so much so that i have a headache<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">7.What color underwear are you wearing?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> pink<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">8.What makes you happy?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> hugs<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">10. If you could go back in time, and change something what you would change?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> how immature i was when i made some bad choices<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">11. If you MUST be an animal for ONE day- what would you be?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> a bird<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">12. Ever had a near death experience?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> when veed turned the scooter into the wrong lane and we had cars driving at us in samui<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">13. Something you do a lot?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> eat<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">14. What's the name of the song stuck in your head right now?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> luther - so amazing<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">15. Who did you copy and paste this from?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> denk<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">16. Name someone with the same b-day as you?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> jennifer connelly<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">17. When was the last time you cried?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> last sunday<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">18. Have you ever sung in front of a large audience?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> yep<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">19. If you could have one super power what would it be?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> too easy... teleportation<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">20. What's the first thing you notice about the opposite/same sex?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> smile<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">21. What do you usually order from Starbucks?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> skinny vanilla latte<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">22. What's your biggest secret?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> funny...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">23. Favorite color?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> to wear, probably teal, brown and purple...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">24. When was the last time you lied?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> "hello, i have a problem with BlackBox, it's green"<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">25. Do you still watch kiddy movies or TV shows?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> does 'Happy Feet' count? rarely though... i'm never home for kiddy TV time<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">27. What are you eating or drinking at the moment?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> nada. i think i ate too much at lunch<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">28. Do you speak any other language?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> i can read japanese characters, i can speak a bit of tagalog, spanish, japanese...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">29. What's your favourite smell?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> bread from town hall's german bakery<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">30. If you could describe your life in one word what would it be?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> exciting<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">31. When was the last time you gave/received a hug?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> yesterday<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">33. What are you thinking about right now?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> dinner<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">34. What should you be doing?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> something other than sitting here doing myspace surveys<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">35. What was the last thing that made you upset/angry?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> my dog chewed my underwear and my newest bikini this morning<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">36. How often do you pray?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> not enough<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">37. Do you like working in the yard?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> when i have to<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">38. If you could have any last name in the world, what would you want?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> i luff mine - redoblado<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">39. Do you act differently around your crush?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> yuhuh... i believe is an retardard<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">40. Name one song that reminds you of an ex?</span><br /><em>Honestly:</em> "everything you are" coko and tevin campbellnelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-89070597543699086602007-04-06T20:27:00.000+10:002007-04-06T20:28:45.887+10:00You have 7 unheard messages... and that's when I decided they were meant to be<br /><br /><strong>The Office - Season 2, Episode 14</strong>nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-34706029821498082182007-03-12T23:09:00.000+11:002007-03-12T23:14:56.269+11:00Daydreamin'Day dreaming and im thinking of you<br />Look at my mind<br />Floating away<br /><br />Hes the kind of guy that would say <br />Hey baby lets get away<br />Lets go some place<br />Huh<br />Where I don't care<br />Hes the kind of guy that you give <br />Your everything, trust your heart share<br />All of your love till death do us part<br />I wanna be what he wants <br />When he wants it and whenever he needs it<br />And whenever hes lonesome love starved <br />ill be there to feed it<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Im loving him a little bit more each day </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Turns me right on when I hear him say </span><br /><br />Hey baby lets get away<br />Lets go somewhere<br />Where I don't care<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span>***<br /><br />Today was my first day back at work after the Thailand holiday that blew me away... blew me right away! I loved it! Ya'll will love it...!<br /><br />Photos are up: <a href="http://www.imagestation.com/members/nelisa" target="_blank">http://www.imagestation.com/members/nelisa</a><br /><br />Seeya!nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-1168214362106653852007-01-08T10:58:00.000+11:002007-01-08T10:59:22.130+11:00exceptional<em>You're beautiful but you don't know<br />Can't see what's there inside your soul<br />Always feelin like you're not good enough<br />You wish you could be someone else<br />Sometimes you just can't see yourself<br />But I can see just who you are, who you are<br /><br />You're exceptional the way you are<br />Don't need to change for nobody<br />You're incredible, anyone can see that<br />When will you believe that?<br />You are nothing but exceptional<br /><br />You never you think you measure up<br />Never smart or cool, or pretty enough<br />Always feeling different from all the rest, oh<br />You feel so out of place, you think you don't fit in<br />I think you're perfect in the skin you're in<br />You're just perfect just how you are, just how you are, yeah<br /><br />If you could see the one I see when I see you<br />You'd know how lucky you are to be you<br />I see through into you</em>nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-1164543346921674862006-11-26T23:10:00.000+11:002006-11-26T23:22:54.466+11:00firstsFor some people, it's the first smile<br />... the first glance<br />... others, the first kiss<br />... the first time he held their hand<br />... the first embrace<br />... or even the first time they made love<br /><br />I remember it like it was yesterday. <br /><br />For me, it was the first time he opened the door to get out of the car, turned around, and kissed me goodbye.nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-1159788856552243992006-10-02T21:33:00.000+10:002006-10-02T21:34:16.576+10:00Fight or Flight ?<blockquote>Human beings need a lot of things to feel alive. Family . . . Love . . . Sex. But we only need one thing . . . To actually be alive. We need a beating heart. When our heart is threatened . . . we respond in one of two ways. We either run or . . . we attack. There's a scientific term for this: Fight . . . or flight. It's instinct . . . We can't control it. Or can we?</blockquote>Ever since I watched that episode of Grey's Anatomy (best show EVER!) I've gone back and forth on what my attitude is when my heart is threatened. I decided that, obviously, it depends on the threat level - what's at stake.<br /><br />Instinctively, I think I'm a fighter. I remember a couple of years back - all the forces against me, all the shaking heads... all the signs telling me to get the hell out and flee. Looking back, I really don't think I could be happy right now had I fleed. Sure, I told myself countless (countless) times to turn away and run but my heart, the very thing I should have fleed to protect, wouldn't let me.<br /><br />I couldn't not be a fighter. I don't want to be that person who turns a blind eye to obvious problems, the fool that forever hopes that it'll all be okay if I gave it time, the person who runs away from relationships because the slightest chance that my heart's going to suffer - the closer I get - scares me. <br /><br />I want to know I've done all I can, even though my heart is at risk of getting battered even more. Fighting means there's a chance I'll lose. <br /><br />I'm an optimist. <br /><br />I focus on the potential gain... whether it be a broken heart that knows the truth, or ...... more, much more.<br /><br />In some situations though, I have to flee... I have to be ignorant. Ironically, flight is often part of the fighting strategy.nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-1157374484658158642006-09-04T22:43:00.000+10:002006-09-04T22:58:28.480+10:00from the top shelf - from a long time ago<blockquote><em>Ok. I have a problem L and Y were on 3-way and I was just talking to Y. He mad up this sh_t about L being in the States. Then he said, "Since L's in the states, do you wanna go out?" I was so shocked! I turned him down and then when I was only talking to L, HE asked me out. I couldn't say anything coz I was all scared. But Y was just playin' with my head. They got our letter</em><br /></blockquote><blockquote><em>It started here, and ends <strong>now</strong>. I can only really blame myself for what's happened. I knew it was wrong well before it ever started but one idea of someone actulaly giving me THAT kind of attention excited me and it just felt good. Now it feels cr_p. I didn't have to go tonight, I knew that. I'm still trying to work out why I went. I can't just say I felt pressured because saying 'no' was always an option. But something devlish made that impossible. I felt the consequences of falling into temptation. I felt like I've lost part of my dignity because I let another boy control my feelings. Tonight the bubble popped. Hopefully I can control myself, fight my weaknesses because I owe it to myself to be happy. Part of me is happy that tonight happened because now I can start gaining control of my feelings and I can come down from the artificial high cloud of "happiness"... I guess we'll always have C L</em></blockquote><blockquote><em>I wanted so much to speak to you last night and I admit I was wondering what was going on, but the missed call made waking up so easy. I don't want a lot to change too fast. I don't think either of us is ready for that. I just hope that things work out the way they're supposed to - whatever the outcome may be</em></blockquote>My computer broke down last night. Well, I stuffed it up. During the long wait for the the OS to be checked and for files to copy and install, I managed to find old journals, old uni diaries, random notebooks hiding the thoughts I never wanted to share.<br /><br />I don't blog nearly as much as I wish I could these days. Sometimes I wonder whether I should be writing more stuff down. Reading back on things that made me stress out, smile, laugh and cry remind me of where I've come from, what I've experienced and the lessons I've learnt... or tried to teach myself.<br /><br />Maybe I should start again...<br /><br /><strong><em>In other news...</em></strong><br />My Uncle Joel's going to be a Daddy. I'm so excited!nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-1149317667411257802006-06-03T16:51:00.000+10:002006-06-04T13:29:37.630+10:00i'm probably more of a chicken masala<strong>Stacy:</strong> Our relationship is like an addiction. It's— like— <br /><strong>House:</strong> Really good drugs? <br /><strong>Stacy:</strong> No, it's like— vindaloo curry. <br /><strong>House:</strong> Ok, sure— <br /><strong>Stacy:</strong> Really, really hot Indian curry they make with red chilli peppers. <br /><strong>House:</strong> I know what it is! Didn't think it was addictive. <br /><strong>Stacy:</strong> You're abrasive and annoying and come on way too strong, like... vindaloo curry. When you're crazy about curry, that's fine but no matter how much you love curry, you have too much of it, it takes the roof of your mouth off. And then you never want to see curry for a really, really long time but you wake up one day and you think... god I really miss curry. You're a jerk.nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182014.post-1146989338104389332006-05-07T18:07:00.000+10:002006-05-07T18:14:49.370+10:00just as i thought...<a href="http://www.wbnx.com/shows/rltd/413_bio_rltd_ginnie.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.wbnx.com/shows/rltd/413_bio_rltd_ginnie.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />You're Ginnie! You're a perfectionist, driven for success in all you do. You're not satisfied with being less than great at anything you do. Family and love is equally important to you, of course.<br />Take this <a href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/theinfamoussami/quizzes/Which+Sorelli+sister+from+Related+are+you%3F">quiz</a>!nelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744663888536472736noreply@blogger.com1