What I think about when there’s nothing I have to think about.

11 Nov

Hey guys, welcome to one of my late night philosophical rants!

I have finally finished all my assessment for the year and I’m feeling absolutely free. I’m not really sure why I’m writing this, but today I feel like I want to tell you what I think about when there’s nothing I have to think about, and maybe see if anyone else has the same weird quirks. When I’m stressed I completely shut down and don’t think about anything other than the work that needs to be done. As soon as my brain is free to wonder without distractions though, I start to over think absolutely everything. It’s not that I’m particularly worried about consequences or what people will think of me – it’s much more internal. I think about whether or not I’ll remember a certain moment in twenty years, or if I’ll remember the fact that I thought about whether or not I’d remember it. I try to imagine the exact feeling I’ll have after I do what I do, and then I compare my imagined feeling with how I really feel. I do this all the time, like if I’m on the bus I think of myself getting off the bus and try to pinpoint exactly how I will feel. Weird, I know.

I sometimes find special moments in the most mundane activities. Like today, I was doing the washing up, and the breeze that was coming in through the window made my eyes water. I looked up and the sky was a beautiful deep blue because the sun was going down, and then a tear rolled down my cheek because of the cold wind, and I just thought that I wanted to remember this moment forever and remember exactly how I felt. I document so many of these moments, and whenever I listen to music on the bus or before bed I go through them like a case file, remembering all the little pieces of my life and trying not to miss anything. I know this is sounding super crazy but it’s not like it affects the way I act; it’s just a constant thing that’s going on in the background of my mind when it feels free to do what it wants. Does anyone do this? Please comment, it would be nice to know that I’m not the only one!

I’m an INFP (check out my post: “Personality Type – INFP” if you have no idea what that means) and they’re known to be a little distant (ok, very distant) and out of touch with reality, which could explain why I spend so much time inside my brain. I do think though that the “out of touch with reality” thing is only true for a certain type of reality. I think every person has a different reality, and I know that I am very in touch with mine.

Like I said I don’t really know why I’m writing all of this, but this blog has become a sort of diary for me and writing has always been my way of making sense of myself and my thoughts. I’m sorry if it’s a little disjointed or confusing, I didn’t plan this at all and basically just put my thoughts on the page in the order that they were coming to me. I’m so interested to see if anyone else has similar quirks, or entirely different quirks for that matter. If you feel like sharing, please make the comment section of this post a place to do just that!

I hope you enjoyed reading, and I’ll be back soon with that post about Prague!
Until then, much love
Tamara.Joy xo

On the way to Berlin – Travel Stories continued

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Hey my amazing readers,
Yesterday I realised that my blog now has over 1000 hits! Thank you so so so much! I also realised that my travel stories abruptly stopped once I got home and I left you all in London. So here it is: Travel Stories continued…

After London, seeing as the Eurail pass wasn’t valid in England (we learned from our previous mistake), we decided to catch a bus to Brussels and then a train from there to our next stop, Berlin. The bus ticket was only around 20 pounds I think (my memory is a little foggy) so it turned out to be so much cheaper than catching a train to a port and then a ferry. After the five am wakeup call, we found our way to the bus station which was a lot further away than we expected it to be. The bus ride was nine hours long but it actually felt super fast because it wasn’t all in a straight line like the train and it actually felt more like a scenic tour through England which was cool. The interesting part came when we finally got to the water… Our bus drove inside a train which then drove through a tunnel under the ocean – UNDER THE OCEAN! Of course the windows were all closed and it was very dark, so I felt really anxious and trapped for around two hours! We couldn’t even see that the train was moving, we could only feel it shaking. I get chills just thinking about it haha.

So we got out in Brussels and had just enough time to eat a delicious Belgian waffle, and then we had to find our train. Oh my god, this was a nightmare. The signs were pointing in all different directions, and everyone we asked told us something different. When we finally found the right little electronic gate to go through, we realised that the Eurail wouldn’t fit through the scanner thing to open the gate. There were no staff anywhere close by, and we were freaking out just a little. We ended up begging random people for help, asking them what we could do, and thanks to them we weren’t stuck in Belgium. And thank god my sister is a people person, because I probably would have just set up camp and lived in Belgium for a couple of years while figuring out what to do. We ended up with an army of people helping us, scanning their tickets and then physically holding the electronic gate open with all their strength, trying to get us and our luggage through. It was so intense but we made it through, and when we did our helpers clapped for us and we had a little moment reflecting on the strength of people and their kindness. We thanked everyone like fifty times but then we had to run once again to try find our train. There were so many stairs, so many broken escalators, and so many kilograms of luggage. When we finally stepped on that train, my sister and I melted into the seats, stared at each other, and then started laughing. This happened on lots of occasions because we never really got to think about what was happening until we got onto the next train and had time to reflect.

So we arrived in Berlin, not very refreshed or ready for a long, boiling hot, slightly uphill mission to our hostel. We went the wrong way three times before we went the right way, which was annoying except that one of the wrong ways led us to 2 euro curry wurst which wasn’t annoying at all. Now for some reason I didn’t take many photos in Berlin, but we did have an amazing time exploring the city, eating German food and of course drinking German beer. Here are a couple of photos from our time there:

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I think my favourite thing about Berlin was the history, and how the city now has a really open and artistic vibe. The openness of the city represents the opposite of what it was like in the past, and shows that the city has made a truly amazing comeback. It really is an amazing place and the memorials that we visited made everything that we’ve read in the history books seem so much more real and so much closer to home. Next I’ll be writing about one of my absolute favourite cities, Prague! Until then,

Much love

Tamara.joy xo

 

End of Year Excitement!

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Hey guys,

Yesterday I handed in my last four assignments of the year, 50 pages of tears and pain, gone from my life. It felt so good. Today is the first of November and the first day of Summer, and I have that feeling that I get towards the end of every year; that kind of nostalgic feeling where I reflect on everything that’s happened this year and wonder whether or not I’ve made the best of it. This year is the first in a while which I can safely say that I have. This year I met people that I know I will be friends with for a very long time. This year I moved out of home. This year I went on a crazy, spontaneous, stressful and incredible Euro trip. This year I started uni and I absolutely love it. This year is the first year that hasn’t sent me into a crazy low. I am loving being single and not worrying about all that, and I know now that I can be perfectly happy and content without having a boyfriend. There are so many things I want to do that I don’t even think about it. I’m too caught up in my own life, and I like it that way.

On a bit of a random note, the other day my sister and I were talking about our trip, and we realised that if we hadn’t gone when we did, we probably wouldn’t have gone at all. She has a boyfriend now so everything would have been so different, and she probably wouldn’t have left him for a whole month. I can’t stress enough how important it is to just go and do the things you want to do as soon as you have the opportunity to do them, because you never know what’s going to come up. You will always have an excuse to not do things, but you will also always have an excuse TO DO them. You choose which excuse you want to use.

With all the crazy stuff that’s going on in the world at the moment I have been feeling even more determined to do more of what I love and not waste time dwelling on insignificant things. I know like every single one of my blog posts just ends up turning into an inspirational/motivational rant about life but I just think it’s so important to try to be happy and live the way you want to live, and I keep thinking that if one person reads this and decides to go on that holiday, or learn that instrument, or pursue their dream, then I’ve done my part.

I’m going to Cairns in a little over two weeks, and that means mangoes and pools and beaches and creeks and my best friends and my birthday and Christmas and New Years Eve! I’m finally turning 18 at the end of December, which is still pretty far away but closer than it’s ever been. I’m in Australia so Christmas to me means eating Christmas cookies in the pool and watching Christmas movies in bikinis. I love this way of Christmas, but I also love the European way, and hopefully next year my family will have a white Christmas in Switzerland again. Of course it all depends on money and all that jazz but we’ll definitely try to make it happen.

I still have one exam to go, but once that’s done I promise to write more. I finally reached 50 followers which is so exciting to me, I can’t believe it. I know it’s not a lot but when I started this I thought it would be a kind of diary that I’d look back on and see what I was like during my teenage years, but now people are actually reading it! Thank you so much for reading and following, it literally makes my day.

Lots of love,
Tamara.Joy xo

Life Update – Visiting Home

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Hey guys!

Once again I’m sorry for being so absent lately, uni has pretty much taken over my life. If you’re a student in Brisbane you’ll understand that once the Jacaranda trees are blooming, you need to know your stuff. Well the Jacaranda trees are well and truly bright purple and I still have bucket loads of work to do, so I’m going to make this short and sweet. For the first time in nine months, I finally got to visit home in Cairns for ten days! I’d forgotten how absolutely stunning Cairns is (and how amazing it is to have parents that do your washing and cook you dinner every night). I didn’t realise how much I missed it until I was there again, sipping juice at the beach shack, catching up with the greatest neighbours in the world (they mentioned that they read my blog from time to time, hey guys :P) and partying with my old school friends who have seen me at my absolute worst (grade 10) and still want to hang out with me. I miss having cats and walking around bare foot and being able to walk as slowly as I want without creating a traffic jam of people that are late for work. It kills me when I see people on facebook that are just so unappreciative of living in Cairns. I mean, I’ve been through it, I know that it can get a little suffocating when everyone knows everyone and you’ve lived there your whole life, but there are so many worse places to live. I love living in Brisbane because there are so many opportunities, and I’m able to study what I want to study and have a much needed change of scenery – but I would never trade growing up in Cairns for the world. Anyway, here are a couple of photos of my little holiday:

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It was a really lovely ten days even though I had to do uni work every night. I can’t wait to go back in November and see everyone again without having to do anything because first year will be done and dusted! I cannot believe how fast this year has gone, and although so much has happened, when I try to think back it just seems like I’m flicking through the pages of a book, and not really focusing on one event in particular. I find it really hard to focus in general because my head is so crowded with ideas and deadlines and a certain person who’s attention I can’t seem to get.

Also, on a completely random note, I recently got glasses and I actually really like them. Lets just hope that Dorothy Parker is wrong!
A little poem by Dorothy Parker:
Men seldom make passes: At girls who wear glasses.

Anyway, I vaguely recall saying that I was going to make this short and sweet, so I’ll finish up here. Thanks for reading an update about my life, I hope that it didn’t make you fall asleep. Unless you’re reading it right before bed; in that case, sleep well.

Much love,
Tamara.joy

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Just a friendly reminder to never give up!

16 Sep

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Abundance of Assignments

11 Sep

Hey guys!

I’m currently working on an assignment that is due on Friday but I’ve come to a complete stand still. It’s like my brain has overheated and has just shut off. I’ve been thinking non-stop for so long, I don’t even remember the feeling of being free of assignments! I’m not complaining though, I absolutely love uni and all that comes with it – in some strange way I even love these late nights alone, trying so hard to find answers that will only come to me around 3am which is the time at which I am most efficient. I guess that kind of makes me a morning person; who would have thought? Anyway, I’m just rambling because usually when I can’t concentrate anymore, a little bit of mindless babbling gets things started again. I hope that somewhere in the world, someone is feeling the same thing as I am right now and this makes them feel a little bit better about it. You are not alone, my friend. Ok, I really should stop wasting time now, and if you’re in the same boat as me, you should too. We can get through this together, I believe in you! All we need is a little faith, trust, pixie dust and a coffee every hour. I am aware of how cheesy that was and I’m not even sorry. Let the night begin!

Lots of love,
Tamara.joy

It Is Hard Being An INFP

25 Aug

Tamara.joy:

This girl just described my inner thoughts. Feels heart-warming, reassuring, and a little terrifying :)

Originally posted on Dreaming. Living. Loving. :

It Is Hard Being An INFP

Okay.

It is hard being an INFP (Check out the Myer-Briggs Personality Test if these four letters mean as much to you as leaves at the bottom of a teacup).

I mean REALLY hard.

Every day I feel like I am actually an alien masquerading as a human.

INFPs should live and be nurtured in a magical, ethereal land (see above image) where dreamers are appreciated, not trapped in the bell jar of reality. It may be fine for other people but it suffocates our souls.

Gah. It’s so hard to explain the torment. It’s like you’re on an entirely different wavelength from everyone else around you. And I don’t mean INFPs on are on a more intellectually or morally superior level. No, we’re just different from the norm. A little unconventional. And we know how much society hates that, don’t we?

When other people chase after money, INFPs look…

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Our time in Beautiful London

6 Aug

Hey guys!

I’m writing this blog post from the comfort of my own bed. In fact, I’ve been home for a week now and I’m already getting into old habits of missing my Wednesday weekly blog posts. Not this week though! Today I’m going to attempt to catch up on as many posts as possible, although I may not be able to do them all because I’ve already done so much writing today for uni, but we’ll see how my brain holds up. Anyway, where was I?…

London! After the fiasco of getting to London we were absolutely dead. We bought an oyster card (like go cards in Brisbane) and loaded it up with 25 pounds (like $50 aud D; ) so that we could use all the public transport to our heart’s content. London is big so we weren’t going to attempt to walk everywhere like we did in Madrid. We arrived sometime in the late afternoon, got to our hostel after a painful walk in the sun (London was hotter than Athens… what?), flopped on the bed and fell asleep. It was so comfortable and I cannot recommend Rest Up London Hostel enough. It’s in a really nice building, there’s a TV room with constant movies playing, a soccer table and like ten bean bags, and there’s an adorable diner in the lobby. Breakfast is 3 pounds if you book it the night before as well. I know that some people had problems with overbooking and things like that but our experience was all better than ok.

So, the next morning was when we really started exploring, and the weather was like this:

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We went to see the Big Ben, Westminster, Buckingham Palace (where we accidentally witnessed the changeover of the guards), Trafalgar Square, Soho….

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Tea time in London.

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I loved London so much. It instantly felt like home, and I definitely want to live there at some point in my life. It just felt so alive and as they say, “buzzin'”.

On the second day we went to the Camden markets with some french boys we met. It was amazing and there were so many people! I was so entranced by the city.

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On our last evening we walked around South bank and visited the London Eye, spent a bit of the night in Soho before going back to the hostel for a 5am wake up call the next morning.

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Next stop… Berlin!

Getting to London

27 Jul

I am currently sick in bed on our last night in Europe, so I have some time to myself to catch up on my blog for the first time since Paris.

London was a dream… once we got there. Let’s just say that the way there was not something I’d like to relive. A train which was booked to the wrong train station, a taxi which wasn’t actually expensive but cost more than I had ( not like cash on hand, literally more money than I own), an almost missed ferry, a frustrated sister and an expensive train from the middle of nowhere to London. We later found out that it would have been cheaper to catch the Eurostar, fast, direct train.

Aside from that, London was absolutely amazing. The internet keeps stuffing up so I can’t add any photos, but I’ll be back in Brisbane in three days to tell you all about London, Berlin, Prague and Vienna! I’m going to go sleep off this stupid cold,

Lots of love,

Tamara. Joy xoxo

The City of Looove

19 Jul

You guessed it – I’m talking about Paris!
It’s already quite late but the internet is working well at the moment so I’ll tell you a bit about our time in Paris ❤

We arrived on the 14th of July which just happens to be the French national day. It was a complete coincidence and we didn’t even know until some nice locals banned us from leaving the restaurant they were at and wanted to meet up that night at the fireworks (we didn’t end up finding them). So my sister and I found our way to the Eiffel Tower where hoards of people were congregating to get a good look.  This is where we ended up:

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And this is what happened next:

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And then they played Imagine by John Lennon, while the fireworks lit up the night. I died.

Also in Paris I met up with a good friend from school who took my sister and I through the Louvre, which was amazing as well. There is just so much to tell that I can’t get the words out right!!

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On day two we visited the tower again and ate baguettes, crepes, macarons and snails in Monte Marte, a gorgeous area filled with artists begging to sketch your face for a pretty penny. If only I hadn’t run out of money on day 3!

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I wish I could share more photos but I’m worried that it won’t upload if I do. As soon as I get back to Brisbane they will be on Facebook! I can’t believe there is only one week to go.

I’ll be writing about London in my next post – I absolutely adore this city!

Until then,
Tamara.Joy xoxo

Where do I start?

19 Jul

Oh my God. Where do I start? I’ll have to break this update into a couple of parts because so much has happened, so I think in this post I’ll just talk about Spain.
We only had time to see Barcelona and Madrid, but I’m going back as soon as I can. There’s just an overwhelmingly good feeling that comes over me when I’m in Spain, especially Madrid. It really just feels like home for some reason, even though I don’t speak a word of Spanish. Our hostels were also both amazing in Spain – Tailor’s Hostel in Barcelona (short walk from La Rambla) and Cat’s Hostel in Madrid (short walk from Plaza De Mayor). Here are a couple of photos of our time in Spain, although the WiFi won’t let me upload many:

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Amazing market off of La Rambla in Barcelona

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Güell's Park in Barcelona

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The Royal Palace in Madrid

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Beautiful garden in beautiful Madrid

Madrid is such a picturesque city. It’s so clean, there are so many flowers and amazing buildings, not to mention the shopping! I can totally see myself living there without a doubt. It is much less touristy than Barcelona and there are much less English speakers, but we got around just fine. I really don’t know why more people don’t talk about how beautiful Madrid is, because I really think it is up there with Paris ( I’ll talk about Paris in my next post).

Right now I’m lying in my bed in London in the coolest hostel, but that’s a story for another time.

Bye for now,
Tamara.Joy xoxo

Photo Update, Greece and Switzerland

10 Jul

Hey guys!
Somehow this post got saved as empty so I lost everything! It’s not like I’m not already short for time :( Anyway, the little bit of WiFi I get doesn’t let me upload too many photos so I’ll just give you a quick run down. In the past week or two I’ve ridden a donkey, gotten a fish pedicure (best thing ever, look it up) and climbed a volcano in Santorini…
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I’ve explored the temples of the Greek gods in Athens…

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I’ve met up with friends and family in one of my favourite cities ever – Zürich, Switzerland…

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I’ve slept on the street with a scarf as a blanket on the 16 hour trip to Cannes and eaten some of the best salmon I’ve ever had…

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I’m currently getting ready to leave beautiful Barcelona, but it definitely needs a blog post all to itself. I am so in love with Spain – it really feels like home. I’ll be back as soon as I can to tell you more stories and show more photos. Until then,

Tamara.Joy xoxo

Mykonos, my love

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After three days straight of flights and overnight stopovers, we finally made it to Mykonos. The ferry on the way there was absolutely freezing, and going on about two hours of sleep that night and four the night before, I’d say it was a pretty painful experience… but all was forgotten as soon as the ramp lowered and we saw Mykonos for the first time

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The water was crystal clear and the atmosphere was so electrifying that it was hard to stand still. We were then driven through the narrow streets to our hostel (Paraga Beach Hostel) to find one of the most beautiful views I have ever seen. This is what I’ve been waking up to for the past two days:

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Our first day was spent lying in the sun, admiring the views, exploring the coast and dancing our hearts out at a party by the beach.

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On the second day we caught a bus into the centre of the Mykonos town, and it was absolutely breathtaking. I can’t believe we only had two days here, but the next stop is Santorini so I can’t complain!

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On our last night in Mykonos we walked to the famous Paradise Beach and danced under the moon with people from all around the world until our legs literally buckled and we were too exhausted to even talk. It was such a great end to our Mykonos time and I can definitely see us coming back as soon as we can.

Right now we’re on a ferry that was two and a half hours late and has engine difficulties so it can only go really slowly; but hey, we’re on our way to Santorini so who really cares? I’ll upload this as soon as I find some free WiFi, so I don’t know how long that will be. I’m praying for good WiFi at the next hostel!

Bye for now,

Tamara.Joy xoxo

Touch down in Seoul

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Hey guys!
I’m currently laying in the comfiest bed I have ever had the pleasure of laying in. It literally feels like a giant cloud that moulds to your body. The hotel room is a thousand times nicer than I thought it would be, considering it is just a free stopover including breakfast and dinner. You know it’s a little bit fancy when you can set the temperature of the toilet seat… What?! Unfortunately we won’t have time to step out and explore the city, because in a couple of hours we are flying to Vienna for a quick stop there, then to Frankfurt for another quick stop, and then finally we’ll be on our way to Mykonos, Greece. I have to go down to breakfast soon, but I just thought I’d share a few photos of the trip so far :)

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An interestingly shaped building...

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Bare-faced and sleep deprived, but still smiling!

That’s all for now, I’ll be back with more next time I have WiFi :)
Bye for now,

Tamara.joy xoxo

The Night Before

25 Jun

The time has finally come. The bags are packed and the alarm is set. It has been an extremely hectic day full of meetings with people to look after the house, frantic rushes to the shops to pick up last minute essentials, house cleaning, the application for a certain tertiary transport concession card that I should have done months ago, the printing and copying of important documents and the usual bag packing until the early hours of morning, even if I need to get up at 4:00am. Somehow I can never get it right. Now it’s safe to say that I am beyond excited, yet completely and utterly exhausted. There is nothing I want more right now than to be on the beach in Greece, relaxing in the sun with music and Greek food, and I cannot believe that tomorrow morning I’ll be on my way to doing just that. This “investment” was literally the best decision I’ve ever made, and I can’t wait to share it with you. It all begins tomorrow!

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