a collection of things i find lovely

Learning to let go is one of the hardest things. I guess it just takes a lot of time, patience and self love. 
I thought I was there but I think I’m still working on it, that’s okay though. 

I feel sad when I’ve finished a book or a TV series. It’s like i’ve lost some friends that i’ve been devoting most of my time to. 

I need to find some really long books.. 

laziestprincess:

YES. 

(Source: thotterfly, via byrongraffiti)

Can somebody please explain to me the following questions… 

HOW THE FUCK SHOULD AUSTRALIAN MARKETERS RESPOND TO THE CHANGING ECONOMIC ENVIRONMENT IN PARTICULAR THE RISE OF ASIA? 

because I have no idea and apparently i have to do a presentation on it tomorrow. awks. 

Cher Horowitz Outfit Appreciation

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lostateminor:

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These turtles are kept cozy with crocheted sweaters


MossyTortoise is an Etsy shop offering custom crocheted cozies for your pet tortoise. No, truly. Katie Bradley is behind the concept, which began with an ‘accidental hobby’ of rescuing tortoises. [Check out our recent post on Penguins in Sweaters]
She is now ‘mother’ to seven tortoises, too. In order to get your hands on one of these cozies, you’ll have to measure your turtle and choose the design – each little sweater comes custom-made, with 10% of the income from the Etsy store going to International Reptile Rescue.


literally too cute 

lostateminor:

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These turtles are kept cozy with crocheted sweaters

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MossyTortoise is an Etsy shop offering custom crocheted cozies for your pet tortoise. No, truly. Katie Bradley is behind the concept, which began with an ‘accidental hobby’ of rescuing tortoises. [Check out our recent post on Penguins in Sweaters]

She is now ‘mother’ to seven tortoises, too. In order to get your hands on one of these cozies, you’ll have to measure your turtle and choose the design – each little sweater comes custom-made, with 10% of the income from the Etsy store going to International Reptile Rescue.

literally too cute 

I’m super talented at procrastination. Presentation tomorrow and no words… 

Somebody want to tell me what australian marketers need to do in the rising asian economic environment? I have no fucking clue. 

African Adventure Part One - Cape Town

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view from the top of Table Mountain, Cape Town taken on 19/12/13

It’s been a while since I got back from my African adventure in Dec/Jan but ever since I did I felt although I should write down some thoughts about it. It was an amazing adventure and I feel like now I am back into my old routine I forgot about some of the amazing things I learnt along the way. 

I booked a trip in late October after I went to a friends engagement party on a saturday night. I drank all the champagne and got talking to a friend that was then working as a travel agent. I was booked and ready to go on Monday. 

I never really planned to go to Africa, It has never really been at the top of my bucket list but after a terrible breakup I knew that an adventure was what I needed and it kinda just fell into place. 

Before I left I was scared as hell, solo travelling? yes I was going on a tour but I still had no idea who was going to be on it or if i’d get along with them. I’m generally pretty shy and my self esteem was shot. I was a mess but my desire to get away was stronger than all those fears. 

I left a week before Christmas just after finishing a gruelling challenge of working two jobs, finishing the semester of Uni and interning three days a week. I was ready for a break. 

Africa was anything but a break.. I hit the ground running. After flying for around 24 hours I finally arrived in Cape Town at 9am. My first experience was at the airport. A young man trying to chat me up and ask me for drinks. Although I politely declined and had no interest what so ever it was just the compliment I needed. After that I went to my hostel to drop of my bags and get advice before venturing solo into the beauty Cape Town. I went on a hop on - hop off bus around the city. It was amazing and I was in love. 

I walked around the city with a glow in my eye, I hadn’t been so happy in a very long time. I had made it and I was so proud of myself. I went up to the top of Table Mountain. The world seemed so big and all my worries all seemed so far away. 

After coming down from the mountain and getting very very sunburn it was time to meet the group. I wasn’t sure what to expect but I was excited to find out who I was travelling with. There was lots of Australian’s, a few New Zealanders, Germans, Swiss, an American and a girl from the UK. After dinner with two of the girls and a well deserved sleep the real adventure was about to start..