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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>I obsess. Over music. Over words. Over pretty things. Over love. Over things he said. Over things she said. Over the colour purple. Over love. Over dreams. Over God. Over nighttime. Over love. Over sadness. Over happiness. Over a moment. Over love. Over a kiss. Over a touch. Over dance. Over love. I obsess.</description><title>forever ago.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @amomentbends)</generator><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"I think it burns my sense of truth
To hear me shouting at my youth
I need a way to sort it..."</title><description>“I think it burns my sense of truth&lt;br/&gt;
To hear me shouting at my youth&lt;br/&gt;
I need a way to sort it out.&lt;br/&gt;
After I die, I’ll re-awake,&lt;br/&gt;
Redefine what was at stake&lt;br/&gt;
From the hindsight of a god.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Global Concepts”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- Robert Delong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/49343517198</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/49343517198</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 May 2013 16:34:00 +1000</pubDate><category>lyrics</category><category>robert delong</category><category>global concepts</category></item><item><title>Saturday</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Woke up&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Took meds&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Friend picked me up&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Went to Surry Hills and into a shop&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Bought a ring&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Went for lunch&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Went for cupcakes &amp;amp; champers&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Went to Bondi Junction for a spot of shopping&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Went home&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dressed up&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Waited for a call&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Went to Bavarian Bier Cafe for dinner&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Stopped waiting for the call&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Decided to let it go and leave 2012 behind&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Had dinner&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lined up for a very long time&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Got into gig venue&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lined up for drinks for a very long time&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Started drinking&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Started dancing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Got pushed around by heaps of people&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lined up for drinks for a very long time&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Drank more&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Danced more&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Danced like crazy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Got touched alot&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Danced like crazy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Perspired like crazy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Danced crazily&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Got touched alot&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Perspired crazily&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Danced danced danced&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Left gig venue&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Got on a cab&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Declined cab driver&amp;#8217;s advice to go home&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Reached Coogee Bay Hotel&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Drank and talked boys&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Got a pie&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ate a pie&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Took a sip of a random stranger&amp;#8217;s milkshake&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Talked to a couple of random strangers&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Stole a Sunday paper&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Got on a cab&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Reached home&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Showered&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Crashed, totally smashed&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;#fucktheworldallineedismusic&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/38051479939</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/38051479939</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2012 19:58:55 +1100</pubDate></item><item><title>i declare?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;today scared me. it brought to reality that i always feared - that i wasn&amp;#8217;t good enough, that i couldn&amp;#8217;t do it and that i will not be secured.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i feel so sad that i want to just sit and cry. but i&amp;#8217;m too exhausted to do so.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and yet here i am, sitting and watching TV - just because i refuse to sleep. i refuse to sleep as it brings the next day, which brings me one more day of being clueless and in limbo.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i really don&amp;#8217;t know what to do now. i really don&amp;#8217;t understand why it&amp;#8217;s not working out. even worse, i don&amp;#8217;t understand why so many things are happening to distract me from this - the most important aspect that i need to sort out now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i&amp;#8217;ve been declaring daily, out of faith, out of helplessness, because i really can&amp;#8217;t see a way out of this.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i&amp;#8217;m just so tired.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i see the good - if i was in NY as i had planned, i would be stuck in the hurricane now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so what&amp;#8217;s next?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;what should i do?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/34637083374</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/34637083374</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2012 01:45:39 +1100</pubDate></item><item><title>screw the world, i just need music</title><description>&lt;p&gt;this is so freaking ridiculous how shit i feel right now. i need to talk to someone but there just isn&amp;#8217;t anyone that seem right to talk with at this time. i hate getting into this valley again but it seems that my life has just been up and down recently - mostly down and the only time i am on an up is when i get delusional and just forget the shit that worries me. i get on with my life but time is just slipping away and nothing is progressing. the most important thing in my life right now just isn&amp;#8217;t working out and other distractions only serve to make me feel falsely secure.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but even so, the other distractions have become yet another reason to get me down and it&amp;#8217;s just not worth it at all&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i&amp;#8217;m going to choose to go into hibernation and just avoid everyone. i hate how when i&amp;#8217;m just minding my own business, i am so wanted&amp;#8230;.but there are days when i am so unwanted and no matter how much initiative i take, it just doesn&amp;#8217;t work. today is just one of those days.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;this feeling really hurts me as i just keep avoiding sleep. i am just so tired right now but i just refuse to go to bed. just indulging in the realm that music brings me into, the realm where everything stands still and nothing matters at all.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/33638375846</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/33638375846</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2012 00:26:13 +1100</pubDate></item><item><title>Merseyside United. YNWA.
afootballreport:

Some things transcend...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_maikc1GoJ51qaznnlo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Merseyside United. YNWA.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://afootballreport.com/post/31752110710/some-things-transcend-rivalry-at-goodison-park" target="_blank"&gt;afootballreport&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;h2&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some things transcend rivalry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At Goodison Park this evening, Everton paid respect to the victims of the Hillsborough disaster with one of classiest gestures we’ve seen. In 1989, 96 Liverpool supporters died as a result of a crush in an overcrowded section of Hillsborough stadium. Tonight Everton showed that - despite a century-long rivalry with their cross city enemies - the whole world is with Liverpool FC in remembering those &lt;a href="http://afootballreport.com/post/31455147735/the-truth" target="_blank"&gt;who were lost&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Bravo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/32059922944</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/32059922944</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Sep 2012 03:35:00 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>"it’s the end of the world as we know it…. and i feel fine"</title><description>“it’s the end of the world as we know it…. and i feel fine”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;“&lt;em&gt;It’s the end of the world as we know it&lt;/em&gt;” - R.E.M&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/30716285352</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/30716285352</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2012 19:18:00 +1000</pubDate><category>lyrics</category><category>R.E.M.</category></item><item><title>doesn't mean much i guess</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So yes 48 days past the big three-oh (and last post) and unfortunately it is not possible to say that i have propelled into the realm of positivity and greatness of life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve been rather productive, although it hasn&amp;#8217;t been to my own benefit. The Open Day is only about 2 weeks away and I&amp;#8217;ve been working my ass off to get it done. Not even sure why I bother as it&amp;#8217;s been driving me to exhaustion. Just getting the work done and coming straight home to look for a job and still trying to have a life (for some reason, social engagements have been happening non-stop) doesn&amp;#8217;t leave me with much time to just be me - which is quite good in a way as it doesn&amp;#8217;t leave me with much time to just dwell on how much my life sucks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Every now and then tho, my failure to always fall asleep catches up with me and as I made up my mind to leave after the Open Day was done (i didn&amp;#8217;t have much to do anyway after), I realised with a massive panic that I didn&amp;#8217;t have another plan and way to get money and I wasn&amp;#8217;t going to make rent. I had such a major attack of fear that I couldn&amp;#8217;t get to sleep until almost 6 am. What really pushed me over as well was accidentally receiving the details of me not getting a bonus for the last FY. That was big blow number 1. Big blow number 2 was the comments made by Senior Management thinking that I didn&amp;#8217;t perform well at all. Fuck you very much. I work my arse off doing shit for all of you and just because I don&amp;#8217;t copy the whole damn world in the things I do, nobody sees all the shit i cop. Disappointingly and not surprisingly, the direct GM&amp;#8217;s comments was just bull-fucking-shit. So definitely done with all of them. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The funniest thing would be the guy who was supposed to take over my role quitting last week with his one week&amp;#8217;s notice. This is definitely going to leave them in the lurch and I&amp;#8217;m feeling gleeful in a way. Perhaps this would give people an idea of what I actually do and that I actually do important work.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s been disappointment after disappointment looking for a job. Even positions that I thought I was a sure thing actually deem me unsuitable. I couldn&amp;#8217;t even get a freaking interview. These positions come up and I thought it was a sure sign of God paving the way for me. And yet&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;It really got me down as it was such a massive slap in the face. The lack of self-worth was so strong and I truly believe that I wasn&amp;#8217;t ever going to get anywhere and that it was a freaking illusion that I thought I was great at my job and that I had a great resume.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There is a bright spark tho - I saw a connection linking to one of my connections on LinkedIn and checked out her PR agency and I sent one of my cold-call emails. Amazingly enough, she wrote back and we had a phone interview. A face-to-face meeting was then set up and it went quite well. On the phone interview, she did tell me that I basically had to &amp;#8220;catch and kill your own&amp;#8221;. As such, before I met her, I did up a list of companies that I had connections with that could be potential clients. The meeting went well but I didn&amp;#8217;t get a job guarantee. She explained further that she was looking for someone to do business development as well in bringing in the right clients. A massive part of me is afraid that I would fail and not be able to get any clients at all. It would be such a big obvious failure in a small PR agency seated right next to the big boss.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Interestingly, I received a call the other day from a company who had received my resume from someone who interviewed me for a position. I didn&amp;#8217;t take up the position as it was too junior for me and the interviewer knew that it wouldn&amp;#8217;t do justice to what I wanted for my next step in a career. It is really quite amazing - the favour I found - he subsequently sent on links for positions that he thought I was suitable for as well as the contact of a recruiter whom he knew was looking.  Anyhow, this company is a strategic communications agency and it seems really interesting. I am leaning more towards the PR agency tho, as it&amp;#8217;s something that I really really want to do. However, the strategic communications agency seem more stable and I may be more confident of the work. A meeting has been set up this coming Tuesday and I guess I will be find out more about what kind of position they have in mind for me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My ultimate plan B is working behind the bar - finally taking my RSA last weekend was a big step and the next one will be to actually go up to a bar and ask for work. Thankfully I found someone who would be willing to go work with me so it&amp;#8217;s going to be great to have a friend there. It is kinda exciting.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Having all these plans in place gives me some sort of stability and keeps me sane. This is such an important part of my life that I need to keep stable.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s just been pretty full on having to keep all these together and I have been avoiding all the friends in Sg bc I just feel that none of them will understand the shit that I&amp;#8217;m going through and I just don&amp;#8217;t think it will help anyone to hear all my shit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On the other end of the spetrum of shit - i have never had so many douche cross my path in my life. the stories aren&amp;#8217;t even worth writing about but i have chalked up so many regretful moments in my life in the past year or so.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;while this is something not worth my life or my time, i am glad to just get it out and one night when i&amp;#8217;m feeling lonely, i can come back and read and remember what i was trying to avoid - because i&amp;#8217;m really better than this.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/30244066251</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/30244066251</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2012 01:15:00 +1000</pubDate></item><item><title>oh nine oh seven one two</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So the dirty thirties came, hit me and left just like that yesterday. uneventful and unremarkable.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i had gone to bed really late the night before watching the wimby finals and was pretty stoked to see Federer win it - at the age of 30 going on 31. Sign?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;struggled to wake up early the next morning to go for a boudoir/artistic nude photoshoot that i had booked in. i sorely needed a pick me up and i had toyed with this idea sometime back, especially now when i am rather satisfied with my figure.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;this wasn&amp;#8217;t my first choice photographer but he still had a decent portfolio. unfortunately i didn&amp;#8217;t think he was that great in terms of engaging me as a subject and thinking of creative ideas for the shoot. i wasn&amp;#8217;t in love with the hair and make up as well as i never thought the smoky look suited me. what made the shoot worse was the fact that it was freezing in the studio and i was mostly in the state of undress. it was bloody hard work having to work in front of the camera ensuring that there were emotions in the eyes and being conscious of not having any parts of your body look bad.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;nevertheless, i still hoped that the results would be good.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;after the shoot i went down to the beach for a quick lunch of salt &amp;amp; pepper calamari. the day was beautiful and the sun was out specially for me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i went back home for a bit of a rest before heading out to dinner. had an original plan to have dinner at a really fancy restaurant alone as i didn&amp;#8217;t have anyone special to be with. then, AT from LSY wanted to come down to have a nice dinner and night out, which of course made me stoked. however, he xxled on Sat saying that he couldn&amp;#8217;t make it to Sydney as he had to work on Monday evening so i went back to my original plan. i then thought of having drinks after dinner with good friend, DB, so that it didn&amp;#8217;t seem that sad. in the end, i told him that i was having dinner alone bc it was my birthday and he said that wanted to do dinner as well. so i had to downgrade to a less fancy but still good restaurant. it was a big ask as many restaurants do not operate on a monday.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i ended up at Christine Manfield&amp;#8217;s Universal Restaurant.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img align="middle" height="960" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/378236_10150916411621571_1442253854_n.jpg" width="720"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;there&amp;#8217;s a bit of history between DB and I, even with a brief period of time where there was a misunderstanding (my fault) and we weren&amp;#8217;t in contact. i&amp;#8217;m glad we reconnected and do not feel weird with each other.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we ordered a braised rabbit dish and roasted ocean trout to share, ending off with a chocolate tart dessert. everything was lovely and worthy of the 2-hats rating.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the night wrapped up early and upon reaching home, i took out the V8 cake i bought over the weekend to celebrate my birthday.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;it certainly wasn&amp;#8217;t the way i would ever imagine my 30th birthday but i guess it could have been worst.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/27762276276</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/27762276276</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2012 00:00:00 +1000</pubDate><category>ctspecialday</category></item><item><title>Up and Down</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So yesterday was the big interview with LIO and it went well. I think. I got there nice and early still feeling slightly under the weather. Said my prayers on the way and just focused on being relaxed. I had bit of a meltdown the day before (called in sick and worked from home) but had a phone call from Jazzie who definitely gave me a morale boost. I may have lost a close friend recently but I&amp;#8217;ll still do fine with those that are still around.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The interview started with the usual questions but my current role and went onto behavourial &amp;amp; skills based questions - asking for examples in certain scenarios (e.g a big project that required meeting critical timelines with a big result; achieve something using media contacts). I did manage to come up with pretty good responses almost immediately and I added in some extra information of interest just to spice things up and engage them. Next step would be to hear from them early next week for their second stage in their extensive recruitment process - pyschometric assessments online. All in His hands.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today I met with a recruitment agency marketing &amp;amp; comms division manager. I had spoken to her on the phone a week before - she had gotten my resume from an application I sent in. It was a good and open session with her giving very useful advice for achieving my career objectives (read: dream and not just the usual sydey spiel). She had good contacts as well and I managed to get answers to questions that I&amp;#8217;ve wondered about from a HR perspective. We parted with her having a list of organisations she wanted to contact on my behalf and me having to reformat my resume. Interestingly, she advised against me working in an agency esp in Sydney - too small, locked into certain silos and not being able to grow - things which I&amp;#8217;m already aware of.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I took the bus to the recruitment agency and then took a train back to the office. I&amp;#8217;ve never walked to the office from the train station before and it was a pretty alright walk. There was this bloke who also walked the same way as me and he was walking in front of me initially and then behind me when we had to stop at the lights. About two streets away from where i was turning off, he turned off and i was waiting for the lights again. Then he suddenly turned back and came towards me and said &amp;#8220;excuse me, this is going to sound cheesy, but you are one of the most beautiful woman i&amp;#8217;ve ever seen.&amp;#8221; He had a European accent, was not bad looking and about 25 or so. I smiled and said thank you to him, feeling a little ray of sunshine at that moment. I&amp;#8217;ve encountered these quite a number of times and it always feels good even tho if I was Dr Brennan, I would probably think that the statement is inaccurate. This was abit of a curious case tho as I thought my gorgeous sunnies covered my face. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, feeling good didn&amp;#8217;t last long as an email work bomb arrived later in the evening. It didn&amp;#8217;t make me feel OK even tho I learnt that almost everyone was getting shot at. It did make me feel more desperate to just get a new job.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Birthday fast approaching, less than enthusiastic celebration get together approaching even faster - absolutely not in the mood.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I was a mere child, I never thought that turning 30 was so darn difficult. It seemed so far away then.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/26495591436</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/26495591436</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jul 2012 01:55:57 +1000</pubDate><category>projectLTDplanB</category></item><item><title>BES</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Just had a phone interview for the Head of Marketing Position in BESyd. Not quite sure how I did but the phone chat was definitely similar to a first round interview: current position, what are you looking for in your next role, management style, nature &amp;amp; set up of team, dealing with external contractors?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All in His hands.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/26325350272</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/26325350272</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2012 14:21:10 +1000</pubDate><category>projectLTDplanB</category></item><item><title>Wandering in the Valley</title><description>&lt;p&gt;nothing worse than being sick while wandering around in the valley. things haven&amp;#8217;t gotten better and everything is just a struggle. living the dream seems to be a dim distance away and just trying to go for Plan B is so hard in itself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;there is a dim light however, having an interview next week. this would be a big one and i do hope to get it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;until then, the next massive thing coming up is hitting the &amp;#8220;dirty thirties&amp;#8221;. i&amp;#8217;ve never been so upset about a birthday approaching. i feel the need to make it spectacular but i am not the least bit interested in celebrating it at all.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;never did i imagine life to be as such when i hit 30.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/26139830816</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/26139830816</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Jun 2012 23:36:56 +1000</pubDate><category>thoughts</category></item><item><title>"Time, brings me to another day
Whether I’m ready or not
Tick, tick, ticking away
But..."</title><description>“Time, brings me to another day&lt;br/&gt;
Whether I’m ready or not&lt;br/&gt;
Tick, tick, ticking away&lt;br/&gt;
But it’s nothing more than my mind”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Idea of Happiness&lt;/em&gt;” - Van She&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/25355708754</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/25355708754</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2012 20:04:00 +1000</pubDate><category>australian music</category><category>lyrics</category><category>van she</category><category>idea of happiness</category></item><item><title>"I could tell you stories
Could you teach me some more?
I’ll tell you ‘bout the..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;I could tell you stories&lt;br/&gt;
Could you teach me some more?&lt;br/&gt;
I’ll tell you ‘bout the countries&lt;br/&gt;
You’ve never been before&lt;br/&gt;
I’ll go on forever&lt;br/&gt;
Forever and a day&lt;br/&gt;
Until you lose the interest&lt;br/&gt;
Right then I’ll walk away&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So I won’t let that happen&lt;br/&gt;
Not while we’re living free&lt;br/&gt;
I can be the poet&lt;br/&gt;
You can be the story&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Biding My Time&lt;/em&gt;” - Busby Marou&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/25286604707</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/25286604707</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2012 21:28:00 +1000</pubDate><category>lyrics</category><category>australian music</category><category>busby marou</category><category>biding my time</category></item><item><title>Managed to celebrate the birthday of an old friend of up in...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5rk0dIOFE1rpamo6o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Managed to celebrate the birthday of an old friend of up in Brissy - in 5 days, we became closer than we’ve been for the past 8 years; delighted to be there with her; Happy Birthday Jazzie, may your heart’s desires be fulfilled xo&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/25289975714</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/25289975714</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2012 00:00:00 +1000</pubDate><category>friends</category><category>celebrations</category></item><item><title>Not Featured: Starbucks bagel breakkie; Amazing exhibits in...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5q58tF7BW1rpamo6o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not Featured: Starbucks bagel breakkie; Amazing exhibits in MOMA; Walkabout the city; Last moments in Manhattan; Cutting it really tight for flight&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Verdict: Last interview for the trip with CEO of Group M ESP at 8 am; was a great interview but no suitable positions; CEO ended up giving me advice on life and career asking me not to stress myself out; interview lasted for an hour tho he had a phone call to make; had time to kill before MOMA opened so had Starbucks breakkie and went in search for a public toilet; couldn’t go through all the exhibits bc was pressed for time; went to Central Park as it was really a must-do and had a hot dog from a food cart; did a walkabout along Fifth Ave and eventually headed back; had takeaway lunch from The Meatball Shop while frantically packing at the last minute and writing a note to him; felt really nostalgic and reluctant to leave; left his keys in a brolly and left it in front of the door; grabbed a cab who wanted to stop and get gas but i was already runnning late; reached the airport and staff at check in was panicking on my behalf but everything got sorted and eventually left NY; back in LAX, feeling traumatised due to the 7 hour delay at the same venue; eventually left LAX with a heavy heart; sad that things were unfinished and nothing was achieved with Project LTD. Slight positive was meeting the groomsman but didn’t meet him on Sunday, only exchanged texts. Contact would continue upon return to Sydney but its still a distance.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/25240553248</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/25240553248</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2012 00:00:00 +1000</pubDate><category>projectltdnytrip</category></item><item><title>NY Day 9
Not Featured: Ground zero construction buildings;...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5q41bV5Rk1rpamo6o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NY Day 9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Not Featured: Ground zero construction buildings; Gorgeous dinner at Bianca&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Verdict: Beautiful day out but a tad sad brunch was alone; slightly challenging to get a seat even at the bar @ Public but eventually got it; bartender actually said that he was glad that i got seat and that he was rooting for me; ordered a mimosa and then food which took ages to come; apparently order didn’t really get through and bartender gave me pastries as an apology; food finally arrived and bartender gave me another mimosa which was exactly what i wanted; struck up a convo with one of the staff who was off-duty and eventually the second bartender; stayed longer than expected and the second bartender made me one of his specialty cocktails (was one of this first show drinks) which was yummo; invited to go back in the evening; headed to 9/11 memorial site tho ticket was for an earlier time slot; chilly day so was a bit of a challenge fully appreciating the site but was still good and sad; went back for dinner with him where he said that he would not work and just spend time together; i wanted to go to Bianca and was a bit disappointed that he hadn’t suggested it; had to wait for a table so we popped into the bar next door and got a drink; stoked that they had Sancerre by the glass; table was ready faster than expected and we brought the drinks over; ordered the same food - mussels, lasagne, ravioli &amp; tiramisu; it was lovely until he finally spoke his mind about what he felt was going on and no matter how i clarified, he didn’t believe; frustration; argued all the way back to the apartment; really sucked compared to last year’s sunday night date; i went to bed earlier than he did due to the early start the next day. housemate had informed me that he never had any female friends crash in his bed, contrary to what he said to me. odd. might have been a massive mistake crashing but there weren’t any clue about how things could’ve gone wrong - would’ve been my fault really, due to the incident at Max Fish. Shame. Ruined a good fun friendship.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/25239083967</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/25239083967</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Apr 2012 00:00:00 +1000</pubDate><category>projectltdnytrip</category></item><item><title>NY Day 8
Not featured: Suburb of Ozone Park; Church ceremony;...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5q1u9JJeA1rpamo6o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NY Day 8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Not featured: Suburb of Ozone Park; Church ceremony; bus ride from hotel to Mansion with a cooler filled with beer; buffet starters at mansion; dinner; open bar drinks; dancing; bouquet &amp; garter toss; party with the lehigh girls in the hotel room&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Verdict: Got lost trying to reach the church and had a good tour of the ‘burb; beautiful church ceremony bringing up all the warm fuzzy feelings of love &amp; happiness; hung with the lehigh girls and had a good time; heaps of drinks in the hotel room for a private party; girls had a room at another hotel across the turnpike and had to fight taxi driver who wanted to charge exorbitantly for 3 min drive; bus ride from hotel to mansion was fun with beers being passed around; mansion was gorgeous and the starters buffet had the most amazing food; open bar was fabulous; dinner main course was pretty good as well; party on the dance floor; the usual wedding traditions; more dancing and drinking; met one of the groomsmen and had a great chat; slow danced; tried to be persuaded not to go back to the city; ducked out really fast to catch the bus as the girls took all belongings; caught up at the hotel bar; waylaid in the corridor leaving the girls; driven back across the turnpike with cute traffic light stops; had to wake the girls up; waited forever for a taxi that costed reasonably; refused to pay extra for the credit card “admin” fees and won; crept into bed at 530 am. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/25236405629</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/25236405629</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2012 00:00:00 +1000</pubDate><category>projectltdnytrip</category></item><item><title>Story of my life</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m342g2NcGB1rpamo6o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Story of my life&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/21879561094</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/21879561094</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2012 09:55:00 +1000</pubDate><category>Typography</category><category>thoughts</category><category>street art</category><category>new york</category><category>lower east side</category></item><item><title>Not featured: Amazing sights around Chelsea; cool exhibits in...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5pyu1hGXO1rpamo6o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not featured: Amazing sights around Chelsea; cool exhibits in the Tenement Museum tour; Dinner at Japanese restaurant in East Village; Midnight Cookie dessert; Bars + Lit Lounge&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Verdict: Loved Chelsea; the only spoiler was the crazy strong winds that caused the walk in between art galleries to be unbearable; disappointed with the dinner as it was rather short and was hoping to catch up with old friend and meet his new gf; got frustrated at him staying in on a friday and going to bed early; decided to join housemate for a night out and had heaps of fun; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/25232786781</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/25232786781</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2012 00:00:00 +1000</pubDate><category>projectltdnytrip</category></item><item><title>Not featured: Interview with President of Mindshare; Lunch at...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5pwq68HrK1rpamo6o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not featured: Interview with President of Mindshare; Lunch at Berkli Parc; Phone interview with President of Mintz-Hoke; Further exploration around LES; Window shopping at Vintage Shops; Dinner takeaway from The Meatball Shop whilst watching TV&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Verdict: Interview impressed him but they need experience in TV production; same offer to make appropriate recommendations; Phone interview was tough as he literally looked things up the web as professional experience was recounted; no suitable positions but offered to make recommendations; wasn’t too keen as agency is in CT; Lame attempting at recapturing memories of the romantic moment from last summer; grave realisation that things aren’t always what they seem or they have changed; wanted to have brunch at Public but foolishly didn’t realise it was only for weekends; ended up at closest cafe that seemed OK; due to lack of time couldn’t explore much further; quiet  dinner and back to work for interview preparation&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/25230347156</link><guid>http://amomentbends.tumblr.com/post/25230347156</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 00:00:00 +1000</pubDate><category>projectltdnytrip</category></item></channel></rss>
