Been awhile since I've written in my little bloggy. Had a pretty crazy week with assignments, work, the usual really...
Was suppose to be volunteering at Air NZ fashion week but it all completely fell through...which is no suprise really, that event is easily the worst organized fashion show in the history of fashion shows....
I turn up...on time...45 minutes before the call time (our head dresser wanted to meet us outside early), of course no one is there when I show up...no one knows what's going on, people are running around like headless chickens shouting inappropriate remarks about patrons. I made an attempt to get in contact with my head dresser...I strolled up to the main desk, pretended like I knew what I was doing and was presented with an all-access pass, so I made my way around the shows and after finding someone who thought they could help me, she informed me to wait around for a bit...which I didn't, I picked up my bags and left...didn't hear anything from them since. I intend to write to the head of the producers of this show and tell them how badly put together it was and how unfair they are to their volunteers. bastards.
Been spending endless amounts of time with Jordan...which has been really nice actually. Trying to make the most of time together before he buggers off to Wellington next year. I hate to think how I'm gonna survive, that boy has become my rock. He truly is a great great friend.
I saw the Pohutakawa tree last night, a play on at the maidment theatre in town. I won't lie...I was bored to tears. Wasn't my cup of tea really and it ran for like 2 and a half hours.
Also realised this week how shocking I am in new situations with new people. I become a nervous, blabbering idiot...which is only futher enhanced when I tell myself to chill out. Working on this.
Crap week ahead...first have to put together data for the nonexistent job I'm doing...which will be a challenge considering this nonexistent job has nonexistent data yet does have existent bosses....hmm...Also babysitting tomorrow which means more $$$ and maybe the ability to pay for my lavish lifestyle (ha!). Also have an assignment due on Friday, which I will no doubt put off till Thursday night....well make that Friday morning....
On the plus side, I am reading a fabulous book by Dawn Porter called "Diaries of an Internet Lover", I think she is fantastic!!! I absolutely adore her and her work, it's so refreshing!! Yay!
Till next time (god knows when that will be...)
Francesca. x
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Interest List
Alrighty tighty.
I've decided to list all my interests as of the moment....bascially just so I have my own documented interest list so in 10 years time I can come back to it and cringe at my embarrassing taste.
Movies: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, I Love you Man, Bridget Jones's Diary, Match Point, The Science Of Sleep, Be Kind Rewind, Singin' In The Rain, American Beauty, Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, Thirteen, Requiem For A Dream, Cruel Intentions, Garden State, Confessions of a Dangerous Mind, Anchorman, Zoolander.
Music - The Alternate Routes, Death Cab for Cutie, Chili Peppers, James Morrison, Placebo, The Pixies, La Roux, Gossip.
Books - The Bell Jar, The Great Gatsby, Long Hard Road Out of Hell.
TV Shows - Six Feet Under, Sex and the City, It's always Sunny in Philladelphia, Arrested Development, Flight of the Conchords, Summer Heights High, The Soup.
Foods: SUSHI SUSHI SUSHI!
Drinks: Vodka & Cranberry, Diet lemonade minute maid (despite not being able to get it in NZ.
I've decided to list all my interests as of the moment....bascially just so I have my own documented interest list so in 10 years time I can come back to it and cringe at my embarrassing taste.
Movies: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, I Love you Man, Bridget Jones's Diary, Match Point, The Science Of Sleep, Be Kind Rewind, Singin' In The Rain, American Beauty, Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, Thirteen, Requiem For A Dream, Cruel Intentions, Garden State, Confessions of a Dangerous Mind, Anchorman, Zoolander.
Music - The Alternate Routes, Death Cab for Cutie, Chili Peppers, James Morrison, Placebo, The Pixies, La Roux, Gossip.
Books - The Bell Jar, The Great Gatsby, Long Hard Road Out of Hell.
TV Shows - Six Feet Under, Sex and the City, It's always Sunny in Philladelphia, Arrested Development, Flight of the Conchords, Summer Heights High, The Soup.
Foods: SUSHI SUSHI SUSHI!
Drinks: Vodka & Cranberry, Diet lemonade minute maid (despite not being able to get it in NZ.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
zzz...
Been a little while since I last updated my blog.
Was in Dunedin last weekend during Undie 500 and the riots....what a joke that was. Millions of students and cops standing on Castle Street just waiting for something to happen...it's a lot less eventful then it sounds on the news....infact....I slept through most of it and I was only a block away from it all.
The weekend itself was pretty uneventful, just caught up with friends, drunk a lot of alcohol and spent a lot of money. I have definitely readjusted to Auckland living...the sophistication, the culture and the class....I don't care if people mock it, I love it.
Interviewed Lisa Mitchell on Tuesday morning. Lovely girl, easy to chat to. Nothing to interesting to report there really, hope to have the interview up online soon.
Spent most of today catching up with Jordan, some how spent five hours lying in the sun and cleaning a car.... really need to be more active...will start gym tomorrow.......hopefully.
V. exhausted and out of it, will blog more interesting stuff later.
Francesca
Was in Dunedin last weekend during Undie 500 and the riots....what a joke that was. Millions of students and cops standing on Castle Street just waiting for something to happen...it's a lot less eventful then it sounds on the news....infact....I slept through most of it and I was only a block away from it all.
The weekend itself was pretty uneventful, just caught up with friends, drunk a lot of alcohol and spent a lot of money. I have definitely readjusted to Auckland living...the sophistication, the culture and the class....I don't care if people mock it, I love it.
Interviewed Lisa Mitchell on Tuesday morning. Lovely girl, easy to chat to. Nothing to interesting to report there really, hope to have the interview up online soon.
Spent most of today catching up with Jordan, some how spent five hours lying in the sun and cleaning a car.... really need to be more active...will start gym tomorrow.......hopefully.
V. exhausted and out of it, will blog more interesting stuff later.
Francesca
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
No Diggity
Arghh only have a few minutes to post this blog!!!
Back at this Uni this week, completely over it, taking over my life.
Off to Dunedin tonight. Been 10 months since I've seen the boys and girls down there, v. excited.
Interviewing Lisa Mitchell next week, winner of Australian Idol...I think?
Apart from uni I've had a fabulous week thanks to two of my best friends, Tom and Jordan. I love just staying in with friends. I've become such a homebody.
Loving this track at the moment....
No Diggity (Blackstreet cover) - The Klaxons
Must run, yet another class I HAVE to attend, ick.
Back at this Uni this week, completely over it, taking over my life.
Off to Dunedin tonight. Been 10 months since I've seen the boys and girls down there, v. excited.
Interviewing Lisa Mitchell next week, winner of Australian Idol...I think?
Apart from uni I've had a fabulous week thanks to two of my best friends, Tom and Jordan. I love just staying in with friends. I've become such a homebody.
Loving this track at the moment....
No Diggity (Blackstreet cover) - The Klaxons
Must run, yet another class I HAVE to attend, ick.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Deliciously Sunny Afternoon,
I love crisp warm afternoons. Even if I have hideously early morning start, the afternoon seems to make it all better.
I started back at university this morning. My 9am lecture was a joke, our lecturer talked about France for 90% of the time and Media for 10% of the time, a complete timewaster and irrelvent to the course.
Anyway, enough of that. Just want to finish the semester.
Now babysitting my neighbour, an 8 year old girl with the smarts of a 14-year old. She insists we play netball with the hoop that measures up to my shoulder. Sadly, you'd think I'd have to make an effort to be bad and miss the hoop so she could win....I don't. I really am that bad. However, I do find her point system highly amusing, it always seems to work in her favour and changes to suit her. Oh how I miss childhood.
I started back at university this morning. My 9am lecture was a joke, our lecturer talked about France for 90% of the time and Media for 10% of the time, a complete timewaster and irrelvent to the course.
Anyway, enough of that. Just want to finish the semester.
Now babysitting my neighbour, an 8 year old girl with the smarts of a 14-year old. She insists we play netball with the hoop that measures up to my shoulder. Sadly, you'd think I'd have to make an effort to be bad and miss the hoop so she could win....I don't. I really am that bad. However, I do find her point system highly amusing, it always seems to work in her favour and changes to suit her. Oh how I miss childhood.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
For My Lover, Returning To His Wife
She is all there.
She was melted carefully down for you
and cast up from your childhood,
cast up from your one hundred favorite aggies.
She has always been there, my darling.
She is, in fact, exquisite.
Fireworks in the dull middle of February
and as real as a cast-iron pot.
Let's face it, I have been momentary.
A luxury. A bright red sloop in the harbor.
My hair rising like smoke from the car window.
Littleneck clams out of season.
She is more than that. She is your have to have,
has grown you your practical your tropical growth.
This is not an experiment. She is all harmony.
She sees to oars and oarlocks for the dinghy,
has placed wild flowers at the window at breakfast,
sat by the potter's wheel at midday,
set forth three children under the moon,
three cherubs drawn by Michelangelo,
done this with her legs spread out
in the terrible months in the chapel.
If you glance up, the children are there
like delicate balloons resting on the ceiling.
She has also carried each one down the hall
after supper, their heads privately bent,
two legs protesting, person to person,
her face flushed with a song and their little sleep.
I give you back your heart.
I give you permission --
for the fuse inside her, throbbing
angrily in the dirt, for the bitch in her
and the burying of her wound --
for the burying of her small red wound alive --
for the pale flickering flare under her ribs,
for the drunken sailor who waits in her left pulse,
for the mother's knee, for the stocking,
for the garter belt, for the call --
the curious call
when you will burrow in arms and breasts
and tug at the orange ribbon in her hair
and answer the call, the curious call.
She is so naked and singular
She is the sum of yourself and your dream.
Climb her like a monument, step after step.
She is solid.
As for me, I am a watercolor.
I wash off.
- Anne Sexton 1969
She was melted carefully down for you
and cast up from your childhood,
cast up from your one hundred favorite aggies.
She has always been there, my darling.
She is, in fact, exquisite.
Fireworks in the dull middle of February
and as real as a cast-iron pot.
Let's face it, I have been momentary.
A luxury. A bright red sloop in the harbor.
My hair rising like smoke from the car window.
Littleneck clams out of season.
She is more than that. She is your have to have,
has grown you your practical your tropical growth.
This is not an experiment. She is all harmony.
She sees to oars and oarlocks for the dinghy,
has placed wild flowers at the window at breakfast,
sat by the potter's wheel at midday,
set forth three children under the moon,
three cherubs drawn by Michelangelo,
done this with her legs spread out
in the terrible months in the chapel.
If you glance up, the children are there
like delicate balloons resting on the ceiling.
She has also carried each one down the hall
after supper, their heads privately bent,
two legs protesting, person to person,
her face flushed with a song and their little sleep.
I give you back your heart.
I give you permission --
for the fuse inside her, throbbing
angrily in the dirt, for the bitch in her
and the burying of her wound --
for the burying of her small red wound alive --
for the pale flickering flare under her ribs,
for the drunken sailor who waits in her left pulse,
for the mother's knee, for the stocking,
for the garter belt, for the call --
the curious call
when you will burrow in arms and breasts
and tug at the orange ribbon in her hair
and answer the call, the curious call.
She is so naked and singular
She is the sum of yourself and your dream.
Climb her like a monument, step after step.
She is solid.
As for me, I am a watercolor.
I wash off.
- Anne Sexton 1969
Friday, September 4, 2009
5 addictions of the week.
Wear These....
Vida Cutout Oxford - Urban Outfitters $59.99 (US)
Drink this...
Rose and Lavender Earl Grey Tea
Listen to this....
U2 - Get on your boots (Justice Remix)
Vida Cutout Oxford - Urban Outfitters $59.99 (US)
Read This...
Rubbish Boyfriends by Jessie Jones
Rubbish Boyfriends by Jessie Jones
Watch This....
The Reader - Staring Kate Winslet and Directed by Stephen Daldry
The Reader - Staring Kate Winslet and Directed by Stephen Daldry
Drink this...
Rose and Lavender Earl Grey Tea
Listen to this....
U2 - Get on your boots (Justice Remix)
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Blue with the Flu
It's 12:10pm on a sunny Thursday afternoon and I am sitting indoors with wet hair and shit coffee whilst pretending to do a job that doesn't really exist.
I hate this stage of life where nothing really matters but if you don't make the right decisions you're fucked for the rest of it. I'm so absent-minded, I don't take interest in any of the things presented to me and the things I am interested in are completely unattainable.
Fuck it.
I went to the NZ music award finalist announcements last night. It was full of NZ press as well as radio and TV personalities. My editor was running late so I left standing hopelessly in a large room full of people I don't know but who all seem to know one another. It's funny how comfortable you become standing in a crowded room on your lonesome. At first the self-consciousness kicked in and I felt that everyone was staring at the freak with the constantly topped-up glass of wine standing by herself, but after about 5 minutes I was just over it. Fuckers.
I flirted with the idea of striking up a conversation with someone, but everyone seemed so cold and artificial, I didn't see the benefit. Finally, after what seemed like hours, Dai Henwood, a NZ TV personality, started presenting the nominees. I soon released after the announcements started, that I was standing next to some very drunk members of Fat Freddy's Drop. Their wailing and exaggerated reactions definitely added some amusement to the event. After losing out to two of the awards, the boy's decided to do Vodka shots to celebrate the one award they did win for best producer...despite it being the one award they cared about least.
After the pretty much pointless event, I got together with some good friends to catch up. It has been awhile since I've spent time with these lovely ladies and it was an absolute thrill to just hang out and be the immature girls we are. We discussed everything from clothes to music to boys...to being single....to why we are single...to being sick of being single....to we're single because of the crappy boys out there....to maybe it's us and that's why we're single.....to fuck 'em! I like being single anyway.....to well no actually, i'm sick of being single.
All in all it was a fabulous evening.
Francesca Antonia.
I hate this stage of life where nothing really matters but if you don't make the right decisions you're fucked for the rest of it. I'm so absent-minded, I don't take interest in any of the things presented to me and the things I am interested in are completely unattainable.
Fuck it.
I went to the NZ music award finalist announcements last night. It was full of NZ press as well as radio and TV personalities. My editor was running late so I left standing hopelessly in a large room full of people I don't know but who all seem to know one another. It's funny how comfortable you become standing in a crowded room on your lonesome. At first the self-consciousness kicked in and I felt that everyone was staring at the freak with the constantly topped-up glass of wine standing by herself, but after about 5 minutes I was just over it. Fuckers.
I flirted with the idea of striking up a conversation with someone, but everyone seemed so cold and artificial, I didn't see the benefit. Finally, after what seemed like hours, Dai Henwood, a NZ TV personality, started presenting the nominees. I soon released after the announcements started, that I was standing next to some very drunk members of Fat Freddy's Drop. Their wailing and exaggerated reactions definitely added some amusement to the event. After losing out to two of the awards, the boy's decided to do Vodka shots to celebrate the one award they did win for best producer...despite it being the one award they cared about least.
After the pretty much pointless event, I got together with some good friends to catch up. It has been awhile since I've spent time with these lovely ladies and it was an absolute thrill to just hang out and be the immature girls we are. We discussed everything from clothes to music to boys...to being single....to why we are single...to being sick of being single....to we're single because of the crappy boys out there....to maybe it's us and that's why we're single.....to fuck 'em! I like being single anyway.....to well no actually, i'm sick of being single.
All in all it was a fabulous evening.
Francesca Antonia.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Hello World!
I am a writer.... well...that is a slight exaggeration...I like to think I am a writer.
Reality is, I am a university student studying English and Media Studies...However, English being my poorest subject means I am a terrible speeler, my grammer is horrible, and I can barely formulate a good sentence. This..unfortunately, is one of the many ironies of my life.
I have a gazillion passions... from writing (I think we all know that's a given), movies, theatre, acting, fashion, culture, photography, men, music, listening, talking, reading etc etc. I am pretty much you're 'run of the mill' kinda gal.
I want to expand my world of writing by doing this blog. I want to discuss my everyday world and the things I have learnt and things I want to learn. I want to create challenges and express my thoughts and reflect on my own little world. I want to have documented evidence of my life as of now.
So here I am as of now...
I am 19 (2o in December) and I am currently on my mid-semester break. I am in my second semester of my second year at my 3rd university. First year I went to the South Island of New Zealand and studied at Otago, and at the start of this year I studied on exchange in Austin, Texas. And now, I have come home to Auckland, NZ. I missed it too much. The comfort, the friends and family, the culture, the memories, the security and the lifestyle. Auckland truly is the city for me.....alongside New York and London.
I hate my degree with a passion. I have been forced into this mindless education route that I hold no interest in. I was previously studying communications and marketing which I loved but now..due to transferring, I've had to change to English and Media Studies...which I could potential learn to love if I had lectures who actually intrguied me...which they unfortunately do not.
I have a variety of different jobs. I get bored extremely easily and need something new and fresh constantly. I currently work at Johnson & Johnsons, where I intern and am putting together a market analysis report (despite being highly underqualified). I also look after a little girl after school on Monday's. On the odd occassion I freelance for a few magazines (which I don't get paid for...so it really is FREElancing), for these I write up interviews and write on weird and foreign-to-me topics. I am also currently putting together my own online publication with one of my best friends. We have huge plans for this amazing publication and we can not wait to let the world in on our little secret! Oh! and I recently learnt that I have been chosen as one of the volunteers for NZ Fashion Week, where I will be working backstage with the models. I hope to bring some juicy stories in the near future about that.
Till next time...
Francesca Antonia.
Reality is, I am a university student studying English and Media Studies...However, English being my poorest subject means I am a terrible speeler, my grammer is horrible, and I can barely formulate a good sentence. This..unfortunately, is one of the many ironies of my life.
I have a gazillion passions... from writing (I think we all know that's a given), movies, theatre, acting, fashion, culture, photography, men, music, listening, talking, reading etc etc. I am pretty much you're 'run of the mill' kinda gal.
I want to expand my world of writing by doing this blog. I want to discuss my everyday world and the things I have learnt and things I want to learn. I want to create challenges and express my thoughts and reflect on my own little world. I want to have documented evidence of my life as of now.
So here I am as of now...
I am 19 (2o in December) and I am currently on my mid-semester break. I am in my second semester of my second year at my 3rd university. First year I went to the South Island of New Zealand and studied at Otago, and at the start of this year I studied on exchange in Austin, Texas. And now, I have come home to Auckland, NZ. I missed it too much. The comfort, the friends and family, the culture, the memories, the security and the lifestyle. Auckland truly is the city for me.....alongside New York and London.
I hate my degree with a passion. I have been forced into this mindless education route that I hold no interest in. I was previously studying communications and marketing which I loved but now..due to transferring, I've had to change to English and Media Studies...which I could potential learn to love if I had lectures who actually intrguied me...which they unfortunately do not.
I have a variety of different jobs. I get bored extremely easily and need something new and fresh constantly. I currently work at Johnson & Johnsons, where I intern and am putting together a market analysis report (despite being highly underqualified). I also look after a little girl after school on Monday's. On the odd occassion I freelance for a few magazines (which I don't get paid for...so it really is FREElancing), for these I write up interviews and write on weird and foreign-to-me topics. I am also currently putting together my own online publication with one of my best friends. We have huge plans for this amazing publication and we can not wait to let the world in on our little secret! Oh! and I recently learnt that I have been chosen as one of the volunteers for NZ Fashion Week, where I will be working backstage with the models. I hope to bring some juicy stories in the near future about that.
Till next time...
Francesca Antonia.
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