CHIVALRY.

“We mistake sex for romance. Guys are taught that pushing a girl up against a wall is romance. Sex is easy; you can do it with anyone, yourself, with batteries. Romance is when someone you like walks into a room and they take your breath away. Romance is when two people are dancing and they fit together perfectly. Romance is when two people are walking next to each other and all of a sudden they find themselves holding hands, and they don’t know how that happened.”

—John C. Moffi 

Falling in love is a bit like diving into one of those ball pits they have at children's playgrounds. At first you hesitate because, holy shit, it's scary and those plastic balls look like they could hurt. So you back away slightly, and you question what's about to happen. You look around you and you see so many happy people who have fallen head first into the pit, smiling, playing and happy. Yet you stand back and watch, still too scared to jump. Then, before you even realise what's happening, your body propels itself into the ball pit. You free fall for a moment and then land into a soft squishy pit of fun. You wallow around in happiness wondering how the hell you could have ever been scared and you soak up everything you were missing before. You float around in the ball pit oblivious to the outside world. Your friends forget your name, and you forget theirs. You're happy here. But really, you were happy before you fell into the ball pit - and you can be happy without it.

My point is: don't rely on someone else for your happiness. Most people are as happy as they choose to be.

Apologies

Sorry everyone for the no posting on my behalf for the last few weeks (holy it's sheeeeeeeeet almost been a month!). Uni is cray and my inspiration has been at an all time low.

But today I got retweeted by Lara Bingle and I'm so f*cking excited. (follow me on Twitter here)

Here's a pretty picture of Miss LB:

Soph x

Bitches on Instagram

I’m sure everyone’s familiar with this. The App that makes everyone a photographer and editor with filters that can turn images into sepia, olden-style and even ‘underwater’-style pictures.

But why is this even around and why the hell do we even care?

No I don’t care what meal you just cooked, no I don’t care about the outfit you are wearing and I definitely don’t care about some lyrics/random inspirational quote you wrote into your phone.

I get that it makes your images look cool and you want everyone in cyberspace to see how amazing and interesting your life is but WHY. Everyone knows what you show of yourself on the internet is a lie. We show the best because we want people to think the best of us. But if we’re constantly uploading photos of the things we’re doing, then how interesting can that life really be?

‘Hold on guys, stop talking. I need to Instagram this shit’.

Go away and cook that meal, wear that amazing outfit and live by that quote. But don’t be that bitch filling up everyone’s newsfeed with that shit, it’s unnecessary.

Or if you do use it, at least Instagram funny things. That shits hilarious.

Growing up or not growing at all?

Today as I was ‘studying’ (10 mins writing, 2 hours Facebook) I found myself looking at MySpace. Yep, MySpace. Lawl.

Since I chucked a tanty and deleted mine years ago, in a stroke of genius I guessed a friend’s password and voila! I was on.

Looking at all the pictures from what seems like forever ago, I couldn’t help but wonder:

Do we ever really change from who we are in High School?

And I don’t mean physically. Yes, we look better now, we’ve lost weight/put on weight, changed our hair, changed our clothes (thankfully). But, when it comes down to it, we still have the same values.

We are friends with people because they’re cool, or something we aren’t. We look up to people who we deem as successful. We follow trends (or push against them). We enjoy drinking and parties and socialising. We’re still addicted to our phones and the internet. We use food to make us feel better, and sitting in circles is the only way to have a conversation.

We still value ourselves above anyone else. We’re still full of hopes and dreams and wonder. We still gossip, we still have crushes. We make friends. We lose friends. We’re still obsessed with celebrities and clothes and magazines.

So maybe we never really change, we just get older. We might’ve become more worldly, seen new things, met new people but are we actually different?

Maybe we are, maybe we aren’t. But go forth! Young Jedi's:
Travel the world, try new food, meet new people, visit places that amaze you. 

But never forget that High School (love it or hate it) is part of the reason why you are the way you are.  

Everything's better in hindsight anyway. Am I right, or am I right.