Beautiful world.

Thoughts in overdrive.

I went to a physic the other day....

It was very interesting and very accurate at the same time. I hadn't made up my mind as to whether I believed in that sort of stuff, but after seeing this lady, I completely believe.

She said things about me that no one would have known, she looked into my eyes and told me all of the things that I hadn't told a soul, I sat there speechless as she listed things that I was thinking about doing and how my future is going to turn out.

I know not to live my life by the things that physics say, but I am reassured. I was having doubts about what I was planning on doing with my life. Now, I no longer have them. I know that I am going to be okay.

I think the thing that convinced me the most was that she spoke to my dead grandfather, the things she said about him made me cry. She hit his personality dead on. It was amazing, I know that no matter what I have someone looking after me. I probably sound like a crack head, but I really don't care.

From now on I am going to send out good thoughts to the universe. There is no point being negative, because if you are it's only going to attract more negativity and negative people.

Before I go and start my new positive life I have to say one last thing...

Bruce McWhirter go Fuck yourself. Mwahahahahahahaha!!

Xx

Tested.

I Have so many words running through my mind but I have no way of writing them down in a way that makes sense.

Tyler, you were an amazing person. It was only a month ago that I was talking to you and having a drink with you. If I had known then that it would have been the last time I was going to see you I would have hugged you longer or had another drink, I would have asked you more questions and told you that you played guitar amazingly.

You were taken from this life too soon, for reasons no one understands.

Rest In Peace Tyler... You will be missed by all. Xx.

Into the wild.

Over the Easter/ANZAC Break I went to visit a few friends on the coast. We mostly hung out all day and watched movies, ate take away, spoke shit, went for walks and hung out in the pool.

One night after my friends and I finished swimming, we decided to put on a movie. We all got on the couch, opened the door and got some blankets and made ourselves comfortable. There was a list of moves that we could watch on my friends computer and I got to choose what movie we would watch. When I skimmed over the movie 'Into the wild' I asked what it was like. Some of my friends told me it was good, another said it was boring and another said that it was his favorite movie.

I had heard of the movie, but never watched it.

The movie it's self was amazing. At the end I found myself almost in tears and deeply disturbed. 'Alexander Supertramp' as he came to name himself was a genius. Some say he was crazy and suicidal. But I don't think that, I see him as a man on a mission. He was set out to find himself, leave society behind, he lived his last two years by no rules, no expectations. He stopped caring what people thought of him, he was living his life for him.

After the movie it got me thinking more then I have before, I had already started to reject society and it's conformist ways. I had always been a hermit, I hated going out trying to impress people, and worrying about what to wear and say.

It got me thinking more along the lines of: Why am I going the things that I am expected to do, and not the things I want?

Why can't I just drop everything and walk, go where I want, meet new amazing people, Live off the land? What is the point of working? When you die everything is worthless anyway. Why not make the most out of this life and do the things that you want to do?

I hardly have any bills, I only have a car because I need one, Or maybe I just have one because everyone else has a car. Maybe I have a laptop because everyone else has one, and maybe the only reason that I have a job is because it has been driven into me since I was young. "You must work, you need a job." Why? To work my ass off for things that I didn't realize I needed until someone told me?

It also got me thinking that when someone does go off to follow there dreams, and it does not have something to do with money, or a nice house, or finding a boyfriend or husband. They are labeled weird? Why are people with original thought and imagination rejected? Since when was it such a bad thing to be yourself? My closest friend's may think they know me but they don't. Truth is, I am afraid to show the real me on fear of being rejected. It hardly seems fair that I should have to hide the real Aimee Woodrow. I think that I may stop being what people expect me to be and be myself. Because if you don't accept me at my worst and weirdest, then you sure as hell don't deserve to know me at all.

I have come to the conclusion that there are no weird people in this world - Only original ones and they are a dying race.

This movie has stirred something deep within me. Most of my life I have felt like I have been waiting for something great to happen to me. Now more then ever I feel like I am meant for greater things.

When I think of my life and what I want to do with it, I am stumped. I simply don't know. Maybe, just maybe... I should walk 'Into the wild' Maybe I should just disappear, walk away from it all...

I have not been able to sleep well since I have watched this movie, there are so many other thoughts and emotions running through my mind I can not rest, when ever I try to put them in writing, or draw something, nothing happens. I am lost, in a world full of sheep.

I am planning on buying the book and the movie so I can watch and read it when I please. But for now, this is an amazing song from the movie, the lyrics are touching. Please watch.

Hope I have not scared you off with my deep and meaning full post.

Until next time.

-Aimee

Day one.

So, I deactivated my Facebook last night for exactly seven days.

I was over peoples shit and had just had enough of everyone knowing everyones business. It was too much and I also wanted to see what my life would be like for a week without it. I go on Facebook at work all of the time, partially because it is on my iPhone.

So I deleted it.

Day one has been pretty interesting. Every morning when I wake up I used to check Facebook. This morning when I woke up I went to check Facebook then remembered that I didn't have it anymore. It surprisingly didn't bother me too much.

Throughout the day I went to check my iPhone and would hit where I used to have the Facebook application, but nothing happened. Then I remembered again, I didn't have Facebook.

Life so far has been alright without it, I haven't been craving it as much as I thought that I would. But then again it is the weekend, and it is easy to fill your days with doing washing, watching movies, visiting family and making dinner. It is going to be interesting seeing what it is like at work without Facebook.

I will admit, Facebook is an amazing way for people to connect and talk, especially if you haven't seen or spoken to them in a while. I do miss that aspect of it, but not the other stuff that comes with it. I should go through and delete the people that annoy me.

Anyway, I read another great quote today, and it goes a little something like this -

There is no fate, but what we make for ourselves. Does the routine destroy out creativity or do we loose creativity and fall into the routine?

This quote stuck out of the page as I was reading and I couldn't get it out of my head. Ever since I left school and started working full time, I have felt like my creativity has been leaving me. I used to love to draw and write and read. But now I am just a drone, I do everything the same. There are no differences in my life from day to day. It is kind of sad really. And gives you a whole heap to think about....

Until tomorrow ;)

-Aimee

When did we forget our dreams.

The infinite possibilities each day holds should stager the mind.

The sheer number of experiences I could have is uncountable and breathtaking, sadly I am still sitting here refreshing my inbox. We live trapped in loops. Reliving a few days over and over, and we only envision a handful of paths laid out to us. We see the same things each day, we respond the same way, we think the same thoughts, each day a slight variation on the last.

Every moment smoothly following the gentle curves of society norms. We act like if we get through today, tomorrow our dreams will come back to us.

And no, I don't see all the answers. I don't know how to jolt myself into seeing what the moment could become. But I do know one thing: The solution doesn't involve watering down my every little idea and creative impulse for the sake of some day easing my fit into a mold. It doesn't involve tempering my life to better fit someones expectations. It doesn't involve constantly holding back for fear of shaking things up.

This was in a book I recently purchased. Amazingly written. I love this, and I need to start living my life by it.

... Something to say ...

I feel like I should up date for the sake of updating. I don't really have much to say. And the things I want to say are too confusing.