Alec Baldwin's stunt double.

"If today was your last day, tomorrow was too late, would you say goodbye to yesterday?"

- Nickelback


Bonsoir bloggy and bloggers (:

This morning I woke up to the sound of my sister Libby singing, "nice nice nice, you were nice to me..."
God knows what drugs she's on. She's only 4 and she's already lost the plot. I don't blame her though, she's living in a house of loons!
I'm surprised I've made it this far into my life without going completely insane (:
Hurrahhh!

Anyway, you may have noticed that the title of this particular post is "Alec Baldwin's stunt double."
This is because I swear, on my tragically unpredictable life, that when we dropped my sister Jill at her primary school I saw either Alec Baldwin (highly unlikely) or his doppleganger/stunt double!
My jaw hit the ground! The resemblance was UNCANNY!
I seemed to be the only one who was shocked though, as I pointed it out to my darling Mother, and all she said was "Oh, yeah it does look like him a bit."
Whereas I was like a nutter on loon tablets.

But oh well, moving on.
Lately at school, I've been focusing on picking a certain university to go to, or "college" as Americans call it.
I hadn't really thought about it much, but now I'm realising how old I'm beginning to get! I am about two years of graduating high school!
I'm in "senior school"!
Sacre bleu!

I think I'm starting to develop wrinkles.

I'm thinking of studying Psychology (relationship counselling, as that is my calling :P ), Art, or Journalism or being an Author.
I don't know which road to go down though, because if I start studying one, I can't go back, right? Gaaaaahh it's all tres tres confusing.

I must be off, I think my family are back from my sisters netball training.
And I have a party to get ready for, it's all very busy busy.
And how am I EVER going to cover up all these bloody wrinkles?!

Toodles,

Rachel x

Change, inspiration, admiration, fear, sheer terror and other things that go randomly in and out of my mind.

"Every now and then I get a little bit lonely and you're never coming round, every now and then I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears, every now and then I get a little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone by, every now and then I get a little bit terrified and then I see the look in your eyes, every now and then I fall apart."

- Total Eclipse Of The Heart, Glee Cast.

Guten afternoon!



Welcome to the latest edition of Rachels mental life!

We all know, there's nothing, and I mean nothing worse than a bad day.
I had one of the worst the other day. I was feeling completely depressed for no reason at all, I tried excercise but it didn't work. No endorphins for me.

I don't know what was wrong with me... possibly raging hormones, but it didn't help that when I was walking down the street a light above my head blew out. At exactly the time I walked under it. Yep.
What are the odds?!
As if I wasn't upset enough, and then to have a light explode above me!
Icing on the bloody cake.

But anyway, the next day I felt a little better at (god forbid I say it) school, thanks to my fab friends (:

At the end of the day though, something phenomenal happened... My friend Emilia, she was having a go at this guy called Darren, and basically she's a very passionate person, so she got very worked up!
She was lecturing him on not judging others. That got me to thinking, why do we judge? It's almost always bad judgment when we do.
She drew three people on paper, and thrust it in his face and screamed, do you see the differences? There were physical differences, and that's what he pointed out.
She then told him he was judging on the outside. See?
She went on to say that you don't know what is going on inside of these people.

She then used me as an example (ohhhh lordy be). She said, "Look at Rachel, how do you know she is happy. How are you sure she's not hurting inside? Maybe you can't see the pain inside her eyes. Do you know her deepest darkest secrets from looking at her? NO. You don't."
When she said that, I swear, my heart stopped. She had pinpointed exactly where I was emotionally. Even though I was in a better mood, I felt what she said, and felt the sheer anger and passion she was.

She had a total nervy b (nervous breakdown). But it made sense to me. I guess I was on the right level to hear it huh?

I looked down to my work sheet, which coincidentally said "change" on it.
This made me think.
Change. We shouldn't feel threatened by it, yet most of us do. Why is that?

Change is sometimes a good thing you know.

Just like that, it can happen. In the blink of an eye, everything can change.

Just because I feel lonely now, it doesn't mean I'll be like this forever. Emotions, moods, they change. As do circumstances.

And just like that, I let go of those negative emotions weighing me down.

I learnt something that day from Emilia.
Hopefully I wrote it down right in this post, but maybe you had to be there to feel the emotions in her words.

Anyway, live every day like it's your last, and don't forget to be positive :D

Rachel x

Bloggy bloggy bloggy.

Oh lordy be.

I just got back from the orthodontist, as I recently got my horrific braces off. I thought today would be the day that they would tell me I don't need to wear my retainer full time anymore, but nooooo.
I have been waiting, and looking forward to this day, just for them to tell me that I need to keep wearing the stupid thing till December.

FOR CHIRSTS SAKE PEOPLE!

Honestly. I have parties to go to. People to see. Things to do.


I guess tmy teeth do still feel a bit movey movey, but I have no time to be putting the stupid retainer in and out of my gob!

But, retainer aside, I have decided to turn my life around and take steps towards the new me.

Step 1: A new hairstyle (cheeeck).
Step 2: No more fat in packets, or, as we know it, junk food. (almost check).
Step 3: More excercise to turn the flab forming on my stomach into ab (beginning of a check).
Step 4: Reconnect with my spiritual side and find inner peace (oooohhhhmmmmmmm).
Step 5: And finally, stop thinking about boys (no idea how to do that but I guess I can find distractions, like shopping [: ).

I found out my cat likes cheese you know, she ate half of the bit I cut for myself! At first I thought she was attacking it, but then I realised she was eating it.
Pointless for you to know really, but, ho hum, pigs bum.


Okay, I'd better go now, I have homework that needs to be stared at.

Sionaraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa for now!

Rachel x

The crazy adventures of Rachel and the shinannigans she gets up to. (PART II)

"In my reach, I can see, there's a life out there for me..."
- Gabrielle

Hello and good afternoon to all my little bloggers :)

How are we all? I hope you guys are prepared for the most massive, epic, shocking, wonderful, surprising blog EVER!

You would NOT believe the things I have seen and done since last blogging (my last blog being sometime during the stone age).

I have travelled half way around the earth, been told to "take a chance" by some African guy trying to sell me a magnet at the market, left all my fears behind, been bored to death, tripped over my own pants, thought I might be depressed, been utterly inspired, seen beautiful things, heard amazing stories and have had my outlook on life turned upside down (in a good way!).

Crazy huh?


Welcome to my sometimes tragic, sometimes amazing or even plain breath taking life.


Now, if we went back two weeks ago, in fact, if this was me two weeks ago, I would no doubt, be filling this page with sad, and down right draining words and thoughts.

I was stuck, you see, in a place where I felt that behind every smile was deception, and I felt pretty alone. I felt sick just looking at the places around me, the unchanging places, and with them, unchanging people. Every single task I did was tedious, and I could barely ever keep awake, always zoning out to space. I was using up most of my energy just putting on a smile for everyone and seeming like I had it all together. After enduring one long day, which to me felt like ten years, I would use my remaining energy to just go home. There is nothing wrong with my life, I have a loving family, beautiful friends, and a roof over my head. That's the thing though. I still felt as if something was missing, and I got to the stage where I really felt lonely and thought I needed someone.
I needed an escape. Badly.


So one day during school, I was at my locker and remembered my Uncle Grant, who works for an airline, and had promised to take me overseas sometime soon. In a burst of hope, I got out my phone and typed away.

Soon enough he texted me back, and sure enough, the next week, we were on a plane flying to Africa. Yep, Africa. It came as a shock to me too, I literally squealed an jumped up and down. I probably looked like a nutter, now that I think of it. Oh well.

And as I was flying somewhere over Africa, I let my minds guard down and started thinking about love. Now, I have been trying to avoid thinking about the matter completely, and it was going alright up until I ran out of things to distract myself with. I know what they say, that something happens when you least excpect it. So I am trying my best to not excpect it, so I am expecting it to happen as I am "not excpecting" it.

You with me?

But then I got to thinking, does that even count? Maybe I'm just plain crazy, and thinking way too much into this and freaking out the people reading this blog (haha silly me)!

So as I am "not excpecting it" let's move on, shall we?


My week in Africa was over all amazing. It was just the refreshing experience I needed to give me a slap on the face, and tell me to get up off the ground, dust myself off, look around and be truly happy with what I am so very lucky to have.

I met this one woman, Juliana, who takes donated clothes to Africa and lets people who can't afford their own clothes pick things they want from the donations. She was absolutely inspiring. I hope to be more like her when I'm older. She is one of those people that everyone knows, because she is so out there, and she has this aura around her which just lights up the room she is in.
After meeting her I felt inspired to be that much more positive about life, and have been wearing a smile on my face since then.

Of course I also went on safari, and that was double cool with knobs on.

As I flew home, I decided to take life as it comes, and enjoy the bumps along the way. The whole 11 hour trip home, I didn't think about love once.

Buuuuut, when I got home last night, I decided to crack open one of my many love story movies.

I picked Becoming Jane and cried.

Yeah yeah, I know, I thought about how they couldn't be together and I cried. Yes, cried. No, not a couple of tears, think more along the lines of muffled, irrepressible sobs. It was more like some sort of a fit really.
So sue me!
It's a sad movie!

So yes, of course while watching that movie I thought of love, and maybe the fact I cried so much is because I felt like that was what was missing in my life, but hey, I'm sixteen, one second I'm craving love, then before you know it -like someone flicked a switch- I'm craving strange combinations of food. Or it could just be a case of my raging teenage hormones.


Well, that updates you about my recent doings and shinnanigans, and I must be off.


I bid you goodnight, and here are some pictures of the character "Tom" in the movie Becoming Jane. I'm not sure where they are on the page as I don't get the upload image system on this crazy website, but nevertheless, enjoy!



Rachel x