#GetToKnowMe Tag :)

1. Do you have a middle name?
My middle name is Mia!
2. What was your favorite subject in school?

My favourite would probably have been Studio Art but my best subject was definitely English hehe

 3. What’s your favourite drink?

Nothing like a good soy Latte haha

4. What’s your favorite song at the moment?
I’m not sure if this counts but I’m IN LOVE with James Bay’s rendition of Four Five Seconds by Rihanna, Kanye and Paul McCartney

5. What would you name your children?

I really love the name Willow for a girl and Finn for a boy 

6. Do you participate in any sports?

I currently don’t do any sport, due to injury, but I’ve been a competitive Gymnast for about 12 years hahaha

7. What’s your favourite book? 

Hmmmm that’s a tough one, I read a lot of books. But a book that I could just read again and again and love it more every time would have to be Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte.

8. What’s your favourite colour?

Green is my fave

9. What’s your favourite animal?

I am emotionally attached to every single dog I meet (I just love them so much), so it would definitely have to be dogs.

10. What’s your favourite perfume?

I really love Calvin Klein Euphoria.

11. What’s your favorite holiday?

Christmas yo

12. Have you graduated from High School?
Yep I graduated just last year.
13. Have you been out of the country?
Yep I’ve been to Greece, Italy and Hawaii 🙂

14. Do you speak any other languages?
I speak a little French and Greek, but I can understand quite a bit of Italian.


15. Do you have any siblings?
Yep I have a pubescent younger brother ahaha

16. What’s your favourite store?
Probably Dangerfield and Unif.
17. What’s your favourite restaurant?

Either Huxtaburger or Tokyo Tina.
18. Do you like school? 
I wasn’t the biggest fan of High School, the structured days just drove me nuts, but University is good, I just hate the 3-hour lectures! ahaha
19. Who are some of your favourite YouTubers?
Definitely Samantha from Batalash beauty is my ultimate favourite! But I also really love Shani Grimmond (she’s so cute), Krissy Grotez and the Pixiwoo sisters 🙂

20. What’s your favourite movie? 
I’ve been working on my top 10 for quite a few years but I still don’t have a clear number one! But if I had to choose it would probably be either Inglorious Basterds or A Series of Unfortunate Events.
21. What are some of your favourite TV shows?
Jeez, where do I start. Game of Thrones, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Breaking Bad, Adventure Time, The Simpsons.
22. PC or Mac?

Hahhahahahhahahahahah Mac.

23. What phone do you have?
I have a Samsung Galaxy S4.

24. How tall are you?
5’2 :/

25. Any pets?

Yes I have a 14 month old Border Collie called Jesse, and she’s that most wonderful thing that’s every happened to me 🙂


The Realist Alive

The world doesn’t stop for anyone, life doesn’t slow down no matter how much it hurts. Loss hurts.  Sometimes I wish the pain was physical, maybe that way I could just wrap it in a bandage and hope it eventually goes away.  Loss is inevitable, loss doesn’t discriminate.  Mitch Callaghan died exactly a year ago.  The boy with the blond spiked hair and the man with the guitar attached to him like an extension of his arm and tattoos that not many people understood(he had a tattoo of “Realist Alive” on his neck).  This is the first time I’ve ever spoken about it publicly.  It’s not that I didn’t have anything to say, I think it was just more that I couldn’t find the words to express the pain I was in.  I’m not even sure if I have the right301210_10151164978499101_1837614200_n words right now… maybe there aren’t enough words in the English language.  Nonetheless, I’ll try.

I don’t know how many times I told him that I hated him, that he made me sick, that he was a manipulative piece of shit.  I may not remember, but I know for a fact that I lied every time.  It just wasn’t until he was gone that I finally admitted it to myself.  It wasn’t until he was gone that I realised how I felt about him.  It wasn’t love or infatuation, but all of a sudden, I felt all of the little things that he’d ever said to me, fit into the small, lonely gaps in my heart.

I was so young; young girls make mistakes, they put the wrong kind of trust in the wrong kind of people, and I made the mistake that so many young girls before me have made, and so many girls after me will continue to make. I’ve wished that I’d just said no, I’ve wished it a thousand times, maybe more.  But I’ve wished more than a thousand times that he didn’t betray our 12 years of friendship on something so silly as impressing his mates.  I found this out 4 days before he died.

I made the decision to confront him, telling him that i know that he betrayed my trust and that he hurt me in a way that no one had every had before.  The last thing he ever ended up saying to me was “I wish that one day you’ll forgive me, and that we’ll be friends again.”

I remember we once walked to Eric Raven, our local park, since we lived in the same area, he smoked his cigarettes and I chewed on my Mentos, we were complete and utter opposites.  There was an obscure circular slab of cement at the top of the hill, close to the seats where we often sat at to talk. He once pointed and joked, “When the world starts to get taken over by zombies, everyone will be fleeing, but I think I’ll just run here, this thing feels like it’d be a portal to an alternate universe.” I remember rolling my eyes at him, laughing at him and saying, “I doubt you could run fast enough, with how many darts you smoke a day.”

Now let me tell you Mitch, that that stupid slab of cement will be the first thing I run to when people turn to shit, the sky starts falling and the streets start caving, when the world starts to go up in flames and the only noises that can be heard are the screams of desperate civilians, I’ll meet you there.

It may have been a year ago, but pain feels as obnoxious as if it were only yesterday, I remember waking up 5 in the morning, howling in agony as if I’d been shot, I remember cursing his name and swearing that I’d never forgive him.  Now, I’m only left with the memory of him, just like everyone else, so I decided to forgive, and suddenly, all of the little meaningless things that he ever said to me, attached to me like glue.  His legacy, the legacy of the Realist Alive will live on in the little things he said, the meaningless, little things that turned out to be more than meaningful.

I’ll miss you Callaghan, no matter how much you hurt me, I’ll still love you and miss you. Rest easy.