So here i am once again, not being able to sleep.
Everything is fantastic. At know point will i complain because i am living the life. I am happy and what more can you ask for than that. Nothing i don't think.
Darwin is lovely at the moment. I think i can just about say that "The Dry Season is here". For those who don't know much about the seasons, let me put it to you like this. Wet season consists of rain, humidity, cyclones, sweat, overflowing rivers and lakes, mosquitos, mould, bad hair days and so on. The DRY however consists of very little humidity, no mould, no Cylcones, having the ability to swim at the beach, sun, no rain, Mindol Beach Markets, The Races, Deck Chair Cinemas, gigs, good hair days and being comfortable 24/7. How bloody good is that. Basically as soon as everyone elses weather turns to shit, The Top End comes alive, and by that i mean, WE GET OUR PARTY ON!
I'm hitting up Adelaide on the 29th of this month for a few days and then flying back over to Port Lincoln. Realisticly, i can't wait. Not am i only looking forward to seeing everyone back in Adelaide but i'll be breaking the 6 whole weeks apart from seeing the lover. I'll be able to see that mother of mine, to spend time with some of my favourites... and probably freeze my ass off. Actually, i'm a little scared as to how cold i'm going to be for two weeks. It'll be a weird feeling thats 4 sure. The day i fly out to ADL will be exactly 3 months to the day that i've been up here for. In some ways it feels like i've been here that long, but in other way it's flown by. I guess sometimes you need to travel back to where you've come from to see that everything is still the same and that most people are still doing exactly the same thing as when you left. I'm a little scared of that. I guess it's just like a story someone told me once. They had travelled world and seen things that they never imagined in their dreams, but when they got back they felt like they couldn't talk about there experiences because it was almost like they felt bad because they had gone out there and done something for themselves. I don't want it to be like that and i feel bad sometimes feeling like that. It isn't right. If you want something, put in the effort and do it.
Hopefully, for those of you that i know that are reading this, i'll see you in a few weeks. As for now, i'll be working everyday with the exception of two days off between now and the next two weeks, having a beer over dinner everynight, making the most of this gorgeous weather before i freeze down south, swimming and more than likely consuming way to many easter eggs.
Have a happy and safe easter and i'll see you all very soon !
Lots and lots of love
Maz xxx
Sunday, 17 April 2011
Friday, 8 April 2011
9th of April 2011. 13:05.
I'm going to refer back to Year 12 to explain the way i feel about a certain situation.
I don't know how many of you out there are reading this, but please bare with me.
Throughout school, you meet new people, you make life long friends, you make friends who you think are life long but aren't, you pretend to be someone different to fit in with people that, deep down, you don't really like. Throughout school you find people who you are truly yourself around and normally these aren't the people you're close with. In some cases you become another person to impress someone else who isn't really being their self either. You can't change this. I think this is the reason why people lose touch after year 12 is over because they've never being able to be themselves. It sucks. Moving away straight after school was finished wasn't such a bad thing. I knew who i wanted to be and i knew who i was. I'm now that person that i wanted to be and for that very reason, i keep in close contact with the people i wasn't so close with at school, but today i am. This proves a point that sometimes you shouldn't try and fit in with society, just be who you are if know one likes it, well they're not worth having around.
I was talking to a lady at work yesterday about being fortunate enough to have a home to come home to, a bed to sleep in and family to love. I left work thinking about this and how thankful i am for the above things. One thing i don't think anyone could live without is friends. I have the worlds best friends. Not only in SA but across the country . I have been fortunate enough to travel when i was younger and to have met many astonishing people. That i am thankful for. It doesn't matter how far away you are, if you're living in a igloo in Alaska, the people that stick in your mind are the people that you admire. I admire you.
What i am trying to say is, i don't think anyone really knows who they are. It's freaking hard to be yourself around people you're trying to impress, but at the end of the day, when that chapter is over ( especially school) you may realise that all that hard work of faking a personality wasn't worth it . Find the people who you are yourself around. As for all of my friends, i once again thankyou for allowing me to be myself, to share a part of myself .
I wish i appreciated what i had more, but really, travelling overseas is something that will teach and show me how little some people have and how happy they are with the few things they have. I'l refer back to this is a year and hopefully say 'amen maria', now you really know what to be thankful for.
peace and love homie. x
I'm going to refer back to Year 12 to explain the way i feel about a certain situation.
I don't know how many of you out there are reading this, but please bare with me.
Throughout school, you meet new people, you make life long friends, you make friends who you think are life long but aren't, you pretend to be someone different to fit in with people that, deep down, you don't really like. Throughout school you find people who you are truly yourself around and normally these aren't the people you're close with. In some cases you become another person to impress someone else who isn't really being their self either. You can't change this. I think this is the reason why people lose touch after year 12 is over because they've never being able to be themselves. It sucks. Moving away straight after school was finished wasn't such a bad thing. I knew who i wanted to be and i knew who i was. I'm now that person that i wanted to be and for that very reason, i keep in close contact with the people i wasn't so close with at school, but today i am. This proves a point that sometimes you shouldn't try and fit in with society, just be who you are if know one likes it, well they're not worth having around.
I was talking to a lady at work yesterday about being fortunate enough to have a home to come home to, a bed to sleep in and family to love. I left work thinking about this and how thankful i am for the above things. One thing i don't think anyone could live without is friends. I have the worlds best friends. Not only in SA but across the country . I have been fortunate enough to travel when i was younger and to have met many astonishing people. That i am thankful for. It doesn't matter how far away you are, if you're living in a igloo in Alaska, the people that stick in your mind are the people that you admire. I admire you.
What i am trying to say is, i don't think anyone really knows who they are. It's freaking hard to be yourself around people you're trying to impress, but at the end of the day, when that chapter is over ( especially school) you may realise that all that hard work of faking a personality wasn't worth it . Find the people who you are yourself around. As for all of my friends, i once again thankyou for allowing me to be myself, to share a part of myself .
I wish i appreciated what i had more, but really, travelling overseas is something that will teach and show me how little some people have and how happy they are with the few things they have. I'l refer back to this is a year and hopefully say 'amen maria', now you really know what to be thankful for.
peace and love homie. x
Live in the moment.
The lover.
Litchfield National Park
The Best Memories.
Favourite place in darwin, the stormdrain!
Down our street.
Old school living.
Thursday, 7 April 2011
I can't believe i'm writing a BLOG. really maria.
I feel like an idiot. i'm writing a blog haha.
The story goes on. . . . .
Adelaide to Port Lincoln to Darwin.
When i first arrived in Darwin i didn't know what to expect. I guess i expected the worst. The weather, well i had no idea how to prepare myself. Walking out of the airport doors was certainly a shock that's forsure. I didn't have a job, i had a suitcase with my life in it and me. That's all. Nothing else. I now understand the term ' My life is in my suitcase' cause that's what it's like, literally. I guess it didn't matter because even though i was so out of my comfort zone, literally cried all the way from Port Lincoln to Darwin, left one very special fella behind .. . i knew that i was doing something special, for myself and no one else. I wasn't doing it to prove anything to anyone. If anything, i made this move to prove so many things to myself. To figure out who i really am.
I think so many people don't go out of their comfort zones because a) They're scared b) They literally can't or c) Someone has told them that 'you'll never be able to do that'.
if someone tells you that you can't do something, prove them wrong.
two months later, here i am at 2:57am on the 8th of April writing about my life. Who would have thought this would be where i imagined myself a year ago. Never did i think this would be where i'd be.
After 2 months of being here i have worked at a irish pub/ topless bar. Yeah, i didn't think that's where i would be working a year ago either. Rest assured, i didn't actually work in the topless bar. I worked there for a bit over a month and recently left after getting a job at the Airport, which i love.
So here i am. You're up to date with how things have worked out. I'm chasing something much bigger than just moving from one state to the other. Anyone can do that. There is no part of this blog that makes me different to anyone else. This shouldn't be inspiring, this is for the benefit of others to relate, read and mabey learn something. I really don't know what actually. This year is a year of putting myself in the deep end and figuring out how to swim, by myself, without having no one to cling on to if i sink to the bottom. What i mean is that i want to be able to do this on my own. I know i have family, my amazing friends all over Australia and so so so many people that would take pages and pages to fill with all their names that i can rely on at the drop of a hat. I know that. I appreciate that i'll never be able to thank these people enough. They are my rock.
The story goes on. . . . .
Adelaide to Port Lincoln to Darwin.
When i first arrived in Darwin i didn't know what to expect. I guess i expected the worst. The weather, well i had no idea how to prepare myself. Walking out of the airport doors was certainly a shock that's forsure. I didn't have a job, i had a suitcase with my life in it and me. That's all. Nothing else. I now understand the term ' My life is in my suitcase' cause that's what it's like, literally. I guess it didn't matter because even though i was so out of my comfort zone, literally cried all the way from Port Lincoln to Darwin, left one very special fella behind .. . i knew that i was doing something special, for myself and no one else. I wasn't doing it to prove anything to anyone. If anything, i made this move to prove so many things to myself. To figure out who i really am.
I think so many people don't go out of their comfort zones because a) They're scared b) They literally can't or c) Someone has told them that 'you'll never be able to do that'.
if someone tells you that you can't do something, prove them wrong.
two months later, here i am at 2:57am on the 8th of April writing about my life. Who would have thought this would be where i imagined myself a year ago. Never did i think this would be where i'd be.
After 2 months of being here i have worked at a irish pub/ topless bar. Yeah, i didn't think that's where i would be working a year ago either. Rest assured, i didn't actually work in the topless bar. I worked there for a bit over a month and recently left after getting a job at the Airport, which i love.
So here i am. You're up to date with how things have worked out. I'm chasing something much bigger than just moving from one state to the other. Anyone can do that. There is no part of this blog that makes me different to anyone else. This shouldn't be inspiring, this is for the benefit of others to relate, read and mabey learn something. I really don't know what actually. This year is a year of putting myself in the deep end and figuring out how to swim, by myself, without having no one to cling on to if i sink to the bottom. What i mean is that i want to be able to do this on my own. I know i have family, my amazing friends all over Australia and so so so many people that would take pages and pages to fill with all their names that i can rely on at the drop of a hat. I know that. I appreciate that i'll never be able to thank these people enough. They are my rock.
'I always ask myself why birds choose to stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on earth. Then i ask myself the same question'
Ew Darwin. Who would want to go there right. Red Dirt. Smelling shopping centres. In the middle of no where. Rain. More Rain. Cyclones. Nothing. Boring.
yeah right. Think again my friends.
It's funny how quickly people are to judge. I was. I was just another girl who went by what everyone else said . This proves a strong point that you should go and see, meet and get to know, travel and experience before you voice your opinion. Learn.
I've been living here since January now, with my sister, fiance and one very good friend. Three of the most important people. They've taught me a lot. They've taught me that i'm VERY BLONDE. that i shouldn't listen to anything they tell me to do. How to drink. how to get into the pool without getting wet. HOWTOLOOKLIKEANIDIOTONFACEBOOK. How to fall down rockfaces and general other day to day stupidity. I thank them for that.
Moving here was a decision purely based on gaining experience. I think i've been brought up to be independant, to make choices that will enable a good outcome. That hasn't gone to plan previously, but you know what i mean. So when people ask me ' Why Darwin' , well simply for something different. To find who i am. To see where i want to be at. To mature.
yeah right. Think again my friends.
- tourists
- weekends all week.
- party lifestyle.
- Litchfield
- swimming in waterfalls
- amazing lightning and thunderstorms
- tropical weather
- shorts, singlets and thongs.
- opportunities of a lifetime
- Relaxed lifestyle;
- good pubs
- good food.
- markets.
- sunsets.
It's funny how quickly people are to judge. I was. I was just another girl who went by what everyone else said . This proves a strong point that you should go and see, meet and get to know, travel and experience before you voice your opinion. Learn.
I've been living here since January now, with my sister, fiance and one very good friend. Three of the most important people. They've taught me a lot. They've taught me that i'm VERY BLONDE. that i shouldn't listen to anything they tell me to do. How to drink. how to get into the pool without getting wet. HOWTOLOOKLIKEANIDIOTONFACEBOOK. How to fall down rockfaces and general other day to day stupidity. I thank them for that.
Moving here was a decision purely based on gaining experience. I think i've been brought up to be independant, to make choices that will enable a good outcome. That hasn't gone to plan previously, but you know what i mean. So when people ask me ' Why Darwin' , well simply for something different. To find who i am. To see where i want to be at. To mature.
Stretching My Wings Out
You'll all be able to relate to this one. You're new in town. You don't know anyone but somehow everyone knows you. How does that even work?
So the story goes on. I've moved to Port Lincoln with my mum. We've moved into a unit , she's loving life and i feel like a part of me has being ripped out of my body and is being dragged everywhere i go. Homesick. We all know what that feels like?! The worst thing is. This was my new home, so how could i be homesick. It's the worst feeling in the world. Mabey that's dramatising it a little to much. It still feels shocking.
As the weeks went by, faces started becoming familiar, i landed a job as a waitress at one of the 3 Hotels in the town and things started to feel good again. I was making friends, meeting new people and actually enjoying being away from Adelaide. I was invited to a party , where i met to many people, had to many names to remember and the only way to get over the fear of knowing no one was to GET DRUNK! So that's what i did. Thankyou, Nikita , for being so welcoming. Without you this story wouldn't be able to be told the way it is right now. Actually, this was the night i met my boyfriend. He was the hottie i was checking out on Facebook before i even knew who he was. Creepy hey, that's just weird Maria.
So moving was hard. Making new friends wasn't so hard. I ended up loving my job, absolutely loving Port Lincoln and had the best couple of months of my Life. At the end of January i left. I question myself everyday why i left. . . I found someone who i couldn't stop thinking about. I found someone who scared the daylights out of me because i never indended to let myself feel this way because i knew that i was leaving. I think alot of people my age would have taken the easier option and stayed, fallen in love and probably of never of left. So, i'm head over heels for this guy. He's the eggs to my bacon and hopefully knows that.
January 29th, i left Port Lincoln and Moved to the Tropics, DARWIN NT.
So the story goes on. I've moved to Port Lincoln with my mum. We've moved into a unit , she's loving life and i feel like a part of me has being ripped out of my body and is being dragged everywhere i go. Homesick. We all know what that feels like?! The worst thing is. This was my new home, so how could i be homesick. It's the worst feeling in the world. Mabey that's dramatising it a little to much. It still feels shocking.
As the weeks went by, faces started becoming familiar, i landed a job as a waitress at one of the 3 Hotels in the town and things started to feel good again. I was making friends, meeting new people and actually enjoying being away from Adelaide. I was invited to a party , where i met to many people, had to many names to remember and the only way to get over the fear of knowing no one was to GET DRUNK! So that's what i did. Thankyou, Nikita , for being so welcoming. Without you this story wouldn't be able to be told the way it is right now. Actually, this was the night i met my boyfriend. He was the hottie i was checking out on Facebook before i even knew who he was. Creepy hey, that's just weird Maria.
So moving was hard. Making new friends wasn't so hard. I ended up loving my job, absolutely loving Port Lincoln and had the best couple of months of my Life. At the end of January i left. I question myself everyday why i left. . . I found someone who i couldn't stop thinking about. I found someone who scared the daylights out of me because i never indended to let myself feel this way because i knew that i was leaving. I think alot of people my age would have taken the easier option and stayed, fallen in love and probably of never of left. So, i'm head over heels for this guy. He's the eggs to my bacon and hopefully knows that.
January 29th, i left Port Lincoln and Moved to the Tropics, DARWIN NT.
Change
I heard someone say once, 'Until i die i want to live without regret. Before i die i want to do everything i have ever dreamed of doing' and their list went on. Since a young age, i've had a list. Not a bucket list. Not a list to prove anything to anyone . Just a list that will provide some of the most amazing experiences. To teach me some of the most important lessons ; To love. appreciate, respect , cherish the moments that pass by so quickly, to believe, have faith, to meet new people, to gain confidence .. ... .. to be who i am and to grow as a person.
This is what i did.
This is what i did.
I'll start off by mentioning that i have never been a person who would write a blog, someone who documents every detail of their day to day life. Never have i had a Diary and never have will i have a Diary. The reason for this blog is to share stories with the people i love, people who i will probably never meet in my life time and people who generally need to find hope through others.
.This is my story.
My name is Maria Norman. I am a high school graduate of 2010 . I have a passion for Music. For People. For Travelling. For Life.
I could go on and tell you how i got a scholarship overseas and now i'm about to be signed to some recording company. But i won't, because it's not true. Infact, that's so far from the truth it's not funny.
I left Adelaide in November 2010. I left my whole life behind. My friends, of whom a few i call family, a job that i could do with my eyes closed and a huge part of myself. I didn't look back. Why? I don't know. In so many ways i didn't want to leave but i must have known that in the back of my mind, this was what i was meant to be doing. So life changed. My mother and i moved to a town called 'Port Lincoln' on the Eyre Peninsula of South Australia. I would be kidding myself if i said that i wanted to move there. I knew the change would do the world of good but i didn't know many peope, i didn't have a job and i just didn't want to be there at all. It wasn't me. Atleast i didn't think it was.
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