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col·lect (k-lkt)

v. col·lect·ed, col·lect·ing, col·lects

v.tr.

1. To bring together in a group or mass; gather.

2. To accumulate as a hobby or for study.

I think it's funny how we collect things. On a visit to my friend's house I noticed she had collected a few beautiful masks - the kinds that are worn to masquerades. I'm not sure when my collection started, but I can tell you why I collect what I do.
I'm not sure if you'd call it a hobby, as the definition states is the reason for such meticulous accumulation.
I think it's just a natural part of us - I mean, when you think about it, collections are everywhere. We have whole buildings dedicated to collections! - art gallerys, museums, showrooms etc etc.
I don't want to get all philosophical on this, but I think maybe it comes out of our innate desire to own things - as a reflection of our need for possession.

Anyway, I thought I'd share with you my very own collection ... of cows!

Why cows?


(year 12 jersey)
My nickname has been 'moo' for almost my entire life. Not to sure why, but my parents say it evolved from them calling me 'misky' and then 'misky moo' when I was a baby.
It used to embarass me to no end when I was younger, but I love it now that I'm older and wiser (ha!)


This is my cow coaster! I should have taken a picture of her with a mug so you could see how she works, but I'm sure you can imagine. She has so many various coffee and tea stains on her, but she's served me well!


This is another picture of my cow coaster, but behind her is one of the very first cows I ever collected. I think my mum bought her for me ... but I actually can't remember because it was so long ago. I actually have two of those ones!


This is my cow wind-chime. A friend gave it to me for my 14th birthday! The same friend also gave me the cow plushie that's in the picture next to it. A long time ago you would be able to push her tummy and she'd 'moooo'. Not anymore though :(


Again, I think my mum bought me this one...I think she just saw it at the shops one day and brought it home for me. How sweet!


This is my cow egg-cup!



This cow was bought in Berry, from a cute little hobby shop. If you press a button underneath it, you can make her dance.


This is my second cow figuring I mentioned earlier, my cow money-box and a glass that one of my friends bought me for my 16th birthday!


These cute little figurines were bought by my sister!


My cow quilt cover and pillow set.
My mum bought this for me when I broke up with my first boyfriend.
When I moved out, the bed that I bought was a double bed, which is quite a bit bigger than the single I had at my parent's house. I was devestated that I would have to buy new manchester, but I still keep my old quilt on the end of my bed for display.


That's right, I even have cow print pyjamas. Unfortunately, I left the pants at a friend's place so I couldn't photograph them, but they are basically cow print. This is the matching top.


Coffee table book. I bought it simply because it was there in a book shop.
It's hilarious.

I Wish I was Creative

I had a photoshoot yesterday, at the Dunlop Factory in Alexandria.
This is what the location looked like:

I love street art. I think it adds character to the cement-ridden world we've become so accustomed to. But, to clarify - I HATE 'tagging', I think that's ugly, and requires no talent. But I love graffiti - similar to what's in the above pictures.

I'll post more photos of the shoot later, when I work out my favourites.
The photographer, Malolm, was really great - very easygoing, and allowed me to have some say in how the photos would turn out. Which is great, because usually it's all about what the photographer wants.

Malcolm's an accountant by day, but would prefer to do photography as a job. I wish I was creative. Which is why I started this up I guess.

I brought my boyfriend along with me, and he was so patient, sitting by himself for most of the time.

On the way home I also bought these new shoes. I couldn't help myself, they're so cute, so Marc Jacobs, and they were so cheap. So excited for Spring to wear them!

The James Bond cruise was on Friday night as well. It was so much fun. There were two levels on the boat, the bottom level being a sort of dance-floor, with the top having poker tables, a blackjack table and a table for roulette.

Everyone looked so good, and so pretty.
Boyfriend looks so good all dressed up;

We tried to get the harbour bridge in the picture, but it was too dark.
All three players were dealt the same two cards! Craziest coincidence ever. The dealer couldn't believe it.

My Weekend

This is how I'm spending my weekend....poring over my law textbooks, with giant cups of coffee and false energy to keep me going.

LAW CRUISE

I am so excited for the law cruise that is on this Friday night.
It's James Bond themed (and as well as being an anglophile I'm also so in love with James...who doesn't love a man in a tux sipping on a watered-down martini that's shaken not stirred?) and I haven't been able to stop talking about it for the last two weeks.

I think everyone wants it to happen as much as I do, but just so that it can be over and I won't talk about it anymore.

Apart from that, I'm really boring. I moved some of my classes around (As in I crashed other people's classes so I didn't have to go to my own) so that I wouldn't have to go to uni on Friday.
I didn't go to my contracts law class tonight because I wasn't feeling that great.
If I had gone I would only just be on the train now, probably still somwehere between Wollongong and Sydney. And I wouldn't be home for another two hours.
But I decided to come home and all I've done since I got here is ... nothing.

Someone come over and cook for me so I'll feel like eating tonight.

My Gorgeous New Dress!

It's so pink and 50's and gorgeous. It's so unlike me or anything I'd usually wear but I'm in love with it!
So excited for spring!

....

found this poem I wrote when I was an emo teenager. oh dear;

what have you wrought?
a shadow of agony as memories darken.
once we tasted innocence,
virginal and childlike
but your thirst paled.
a clouded vision of darkness -
drops of blood follow night, follow rain,
love bled dry.
in a storm of hatred,
I still love you.

HARRY POTTER

99 Days until it's in cinemas!!

Words can not even express my excitement at the moment.

I LOVED him before he was popular, thankyou very much.

caffeine-buzz

Feeling like a proper uni student with the late nights and endless assignments.
Pretty certain I have that much caffeine in me that if you cut me I would bleed red bull.
Gross.

Money

I'M SO SICK OF HEARING YOU DON'T HAVE ANY!!

FUCKKKKK I'm living on below minimum wage because of you so don't fucking whinge to me!




SO OVER IT.

TEA

For my birthday I got these two beautiful tea chests - one from my gorgeous boyfriend, filled with all these amazing loose-leaf flavours from T2.
And one from my great friend Whitney, who filled it with chai and black and peppermint.

I love tea almost as much as I love coffee.
It's so good for studying and reading and relaxing and energising and digesting food and drinking and listening to music and chilling and doing anything at any time of the day.

yumyumyum.