tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8327130460120953172024-03-06T16:21:11.318+11:00kicks and piecesKhaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13811139453961600033noreply@blogger.comBlogger64125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-832713046012095317.post-13131581001483456422014-08-13T21:38:00.000+10:002014-08-13T21:49:39.845+10:00FOCUS: Baby in the summertime<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>All photos taken on 35mm Lomography Redscale film with a Ricoh KR-5</i>. </span> </div>
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<br />Khaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13811139453961600033noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-832713046012095317.post-8795176717025280922014-07-28T22:19:00.001+10:002014-08-13T21:48:17.673+10:00I didn't die, I just deactivated Facebook<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Khaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13811139453961600033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-832713046012095317.post-24539783911322359072014-07-22T23:02:00.000+10:002014-08-13T21:47:14.577+10:00OBSESSION: The '90s<div style="text-align: center;">
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Khaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13811139453961600033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-832713046012095317.post-63231570587247942382014-04-29T19:11:00.001+10:002014-04-29T19:13:18.592+10:00"I go to bed with all my friends."<div class="p1">
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">“It is an extremely common mistake - people think the writer’s imagination is always at work, that he is constantly inventing an endless supply of incidents and episodes, that he simply dreams up his stories out of thin air. In point of fact, the opposite is true. Once the public know you are a writer, they bring the characters and events to you.”** - Mr. Wilkinson.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I watched <i><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Fg5iWmQjwk" target="_blank">The Grand Budapest Hotel</a> </i>twice in six days and would now like Wes Anderson to be the creative director for my life. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">**Thanks to <a href="http://jerodmclaughlinblog.wordpress.com/2014/03/18/vacancy-at-the-grand-budapest/" target="_blank">Jerod McLaughlin</a> for paying more attention to that opening quote than I did. Both times I heard it.</span></div>
Khaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13811139453961600033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-832713046012095317.post-47526280304761479192013-02-20T12:42:00.001+11:002013-02-20T12:42:24.502+11:00Profile Me for ACMI & The Sisters Hayes<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Fuck, it has been a long ass minute since anything has been posted up here. I've really been missing the motivation train lately. There aren't any other excuses, I've surely had time to write <i>something</i> but I've just been lazy as shit. Nothing's different. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">So when I saw a reminder about this project being run by ACMI, I thought I'd take advantage of it as a helpful push back in the direction of regular reflection and creation...as well as potentially taking part in the works of some awesome artists. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Naturally, I chose to go with the questions set out by The Sisters Hayes because I can't go past three sisters who are channeling Frida Kahlo in their bio photo. So here are my responses.</span><br />
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you grow up?</span></b></div>
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<span style="line-height: 18pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 18pt;">As a child I wanted to
be a lot of things – shopkeeper, author, teacher, artist. Now, I just want to
be happy.</span></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">2 <span style="line-height: normal;"> <b> </b></span><!--[endif]--><b>How many siblings do you have and what is
your birth order (oldest, middle child, youngest, only child)?</b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I am the oldest of three
girls. I love my sisters to death and I hate being so far away from them.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">3.<span style="line-height: normal;"> </span><!--[endif]--><b>Are you doing what you love with your
life? Why or Why not?<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">There is a lot of love
in my life at the moment. Living in Melbourne, writing for a publication I have
loved for a long time, sharing my days with the most amazing man. It’s been a
long time coming and I had to leave a lot of other loves behind but these are
truly the best days of my life. And it’s only just getting started.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Is this something you prefer to do alone or with others and why?</b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">As little as I do it
these days, writing will always be me refuge. I always <i>do</i> it on my own because so much of my writing comes from a dark
place; not in a sombre/depressing way but in that what I put on paper is often
something I can’t easily convey in any other way. The conflict then becomes
whether I share that with everyone, or anyone, else.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">5.<span style="line-height: normal;"> </span><!--[endif]--><b>What is the most embarrassing song on your
iPod that you do not want to delete?</b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I don’t think I have any
songs I’m embarrassed of. I love what I love and no one can really tell me
otherwise in regards to my playlist.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">6.<span style="line-height: normal;"> </span><!--[endif]--><b>Describe an important place to you.
Include things like what season or time of day it is. Also let us know of any
important smells or colours you associate with that place.</b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">My grandparents’ houses
have always been integral in our family’s lives. My dad’s parents in Perth have
lived in the same house in the suburbs as long as I can remember. The biggest
family gatherings would happen there, the shelves and walls are overflowing
with grandchildren and it always smelt of soap…or cooking oil. Exposed brick
walls, carpet and tiles from the ‘60s and ‘70s, furniture – everything was
beige or brown or something in between. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">In Melaka, my mum’s
father lives on a fairly big property in the village. The house was fairly
small but I always used to look at it like they were palace grounds – always so
green, huge tropical trees and bright flowers everywhere. At one point he kept
a monkey, Aliyah, that bitch was crazy. I would always wake up to blaring sun
and the smell of burning mosquito coils and rubbish. There was always a smell
of smoke, but never in a bad way. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">They both seem like worlds
away from each other and in a physical way, they are. But I always found a
familiarity and safety there. This is where our lives began and where they are
still prayed for and appreciated and celebrated. I’m fortunate to still have
these places, and the people that live in them, to come back to.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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to carry with you (other than your phone, wallet or keys)?</b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I always need a pen and
notebook. As much time as I spend on the computer in my various professional
roles – not to mention my terrible social media addiction – I can never
disregard the therapeutic nature of putting ink to paper and being able to
flick through memories and thoughts of days past. Other than that, I always
carry the memory of yesterday to help me push forward and appreciate the things
I achieve and have today.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">8.<span style="line-height: normal;"> </span><!--[endif]--><b>What fictional character do you most
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I fucking love Arthur
(aka Wart) from the animated Disney version of <i>The Sword in the Stone.</i> I can’t say I’m unfamiliar with being that
awkward skinny squire-type kid knowing there was always some bigger, deeper,
fantastical adventure awaiting me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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reading/watching over and over again?</b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I grew up on Disney
movies and <i>Alice in Wonderland</i> was
always on high rotation in the VHS player. I could still watch it over and over
to this day – there are so many positive emotions, moments of wonder and the
beginnings of dreams that I can attribute to watching that animated movie.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">10.<span style="line-height: normal;"> </span><!--[endif]--><b>Describe something you wear that makes you
feel confident, happy or powerful.</b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Many
can attest that I am the most indecisive dresser on earth. My favourite outfit
today could bore me tomorrow and, more often than not, I am not content with
anything in my overflowing wardrobe. The only thing that pulls anything
together for me is my pride – pride in my work, pride in my life, pride in my
achievements, no matter how big or small. I wear my pride all over my face and
it’s the only thing that guarantees my head is held high on any day. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">K.x</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Khairun Hamid</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">khairun.h@gmail.com</span></div>
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<!--EndFragment-->Khaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13811139453961600033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-832713046012095317.post-44491988224541988652012-11-06T15:23:00.000+11:002012-11-06T15:23:21.861+11:00I'm late!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I don't really know why it's been so difficult for me to write lately. There have been multiple drafts and countless thoughts but apparently none have been good enough to finish and publish. It's the ongoing battle I seem to have with motivation, inspiration and harsh self-criticism. Being a perfectionist is a pain in the ass.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">My intention to 'just do it' hasn't exactly taken off. Well, it did. And then it slowed down and stopped, mid-air, and is in the fast and dramatic process of crashing and burning. My inclination to 'just do it...really really fucking, ridiculously, awesome' has overridden all other philosophies.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I've found both solace and slight depression in speaking to other creative types. It seems as though the people I know are equal parts industrious and confused. I feel I sit somewhere in the middle and have been sitting there for quite some time. My ass is fast becoming deeply imprinted in this writer's block rut. It's infuriating.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Today* I attempted a spring clean. It was incredibly superficial but somewhat effective. I did not dare touch my wardrobe - fuck knows what disasters lie in there - that would require and <i>entire </i>weekend and a lot of discipline and strength. All of which, today, I did not have. Instead, I stripped my walls and cleared out my work desk. A good purge works wonders. Not that I really threw anything out. Just stored away in a box. Out of sight, out of mind.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I feel I have this fear of looking at things in all their excessive, disgusting glory. Facing the situation as it actually is and dealing with it, cleaning it all up, once and for all. I fear the length and depth of that task. Knowing that I would not be able to sleep or eat or do anything other than completely immerse myself in the mess until it was all packed away, shipped off, thrown out. And all I had left, at the end of the day, was the perfect situation.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">This is not just about having too many clothes or shoes or books. Obviously. I disguise my oversentimentality with a 'fear of commitment'. Piling more new stuff on tope of old, unwanted stuff, in the hopes that forgetting about them or ignoring them will compensate for not actually getting rid of them. Fucked. Totally fucked up.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">What actually eventuates is that everything always remains where it always was.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">*<i>By today, I actually mean October 28 2012. In my attempt to find material to just post up because I've been such a slack ass bitch, I went through all my handwritten notes looking for gems to string together or comment on. Which is when I found this, and realised it didn't sound half bad. True to form, it was unfinished in ink. I cleaned my room two weeks ago. It's still relatively intact.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">K.x</span>Khaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13811139453961600033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-832713046012095317.post-50570899855299936302012-09-13T00:34:00.000+10:002012-09-13T00:35:59.954+10:00Vignetting Vic Exhibition<br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I am, by no means, a bonafide photographer. I can, however, take a good shot or two and have been using film cameras for the last year or so. So far, Lomography cameras have been my weapon of choice, because they're easily attainable, simple to use and oh so freaking cute. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I was lucky enough to have a photo of mine selected recently for a Lomo Australia exhibition, which focussed on images of the great state of Victoria and is currently running at the No Vacancy Project Space at Federation Square.</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I, of course, had to attend the opening party last night, which featured a lot (and I mean A LOT) of cool customers, bevs and really really impressive images (all within a really really tiny space). Despite mutterings of 'hipsters', 'shit cameras and shit photos', it was an overall fun vibe, with flashes going off and polaroids being given away. No doubt these 'other' people needed to loosen the buttons on their work shirt, be grateful for the free booze and shut the fuck up.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I haven't shot a roll of film for a minute but am missing the process of shooting, forgetting, remembering, developing and being pleasantly surprised. For an anxious person, film photography can be like yoga or tai chi or Xanax. It's therapeutic and forces you to practice patience and consideration. And the appreciation of that awesome shot that turns out unexpectedly - or the ability to accept all the failed attempts despite your best efforts and intentions - really is the ultimate payoff. Inadvertantly, it becomes something that brings you peace, relaxation, learning curves and excitement.</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Scoff if you like, it sounds wanky, I know. But it doesn't have to be film photography. Maybe your thing is pottery. Maybe it's cycling. Maybe it's customising high-heeled hooker boots. Fuck, who cares. There's always that thing that allows you to escape, explore and create. This is mine.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">If you're in this wonderful city, definitely take a minute to check out the space. Check out the venue and exhibition info after the jump.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">K.x</span></div>
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Khaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13811139453961600033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-832713046012095317.post-65741045331093458162012-09-09T16:41:00.000+10:002012-09-09T16:41:19.946+10:00An excerpt from...<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i>Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close</i> - Jonathan Safran Foer</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">'I wonder in my Nothingness moments if she's testing me...just to see what I'll do in response, she wants to know if I love her, that's all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there.'</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">While the two young leads certainly steal the show, the stellar adult cast are hilarious in their respective roles. I honestly couldn't pick a favourite among them, they are all so committed to the absurdity of their characters. They're all so disaffected in some way and watching them look for themselves, whilst physically looking for the young fugitives, really appealed to my girlbrain. AND when you play that against the nostalgic yet fantastical 1960s New England setting, I had no hope - I was completely invested. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I don't like letting boys or weather toy with my emotions but I can't help it. It continues to happen and while I try my best to avoid matching my mood to the darkness of the clouds in the sky, I am not immune to the winter blues. I was born on a tropical island and brought up on the west coast of Australia - I was built for sunshine. And thank fuck it's finally Spring. Not that it matters between today and yesterday, as the weather was pretty much the same. And I'm sure within a week there will be a miserable day thrown in, because it's Melbourne and she's a fucking psycho.</span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Nonetheless, it is 'officially' Spring and I am geed. The promise of sunny summertime adventures is just around the corner and it is going to be glorious. In the meantime, I will work on my tan (and booty) during Spring when I can and eagerly await the days when the median temperature is 30 degrees. </span></div>
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Khaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13811139453961600033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-832713046012095317.post-88233341189299928962012-08-26T16:56:00.000+10:002012-08-26T17:40:01.677+10:00The 26th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I didn't want to make it a 'thing'. And then I did. And then I didn't. But I did. Birthdays can be fantastic. A day where you can command the presence and attention and love from your inner (and extended) circle, be showered with gifts and food and drinks and get to purchase and wear a bangin' outfit especially for the occasion. It's like a yearly wedding, without the formality, clergymen and life-long contract to another person. I am, however, a relatively anxious and self-conscious person, despite all my talk of 'chilling the fuck out' and just looking indifferent. As a result, birthdays - specifically my own - are often a source of intense stress and general up-tightness. If you <i>do </i>something, there is so much pressure to put on a good show. Will people like the venue, will they like the music, will they like each other, will they even fucking show up? It can get a little overwhelming.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">As it turned out, I didn't need to worry. It was fantastic because my friends are fantastic and that's pretty much all it comes down to. I felt very lucky to be living in a city that spoils me, surrounded by people that I love individually for various and sometimes strange reasons; who have come into my life for various and sometimes strange reasons. As always there were notable absences, mostly due to geography, but overall, I felt relaxed and loved and very birthday-y. In the end, if you're still worried or stressed or pissed about the superficial appearance of your birthday, you are probably yet to find peace in the presence of your loved ones. Or you're just a lame selfish prick that needs to get over yourself and stop whinging about</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> your stupid first world problems.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I think every time your birthday rolls around, a stocktake of your life occurs. What have I done, who do I know, where have I been - all because you have to face the quantification of your time on earth. But to quote my homegirl Aaliyah (RIP, incidentally)...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Some of us don't find ourselves where we planned to be by a certain age. My eight year old self had decided my life would be settled by the time I was 25. Husband, kids, house, cars - apparently a career in there somewhere but the details of what and how fulfilling it was remain sketchy to this day. Eight year old K was a blunt-fringed cutie who could write a mean short story, kick ass in art projects and be seen frequenting Marioland in her free time. She was also, obviously, clueless as shit.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">But that's ok. I know now that you can't control life. You can plan and hope and dream, you can put into place the steps that are required to get to your goal, you can save money, you can work your ass off. But in the end, it might not mean shit. Life is the best in the game at fucking all your shit up. But that's ok too. It doesn't have to mean nothing in the sense that it might as well have not happened. Even plans that go awry are learning experiences, and unless you're completely socially retarded, I'm sure you will learn from them. And if you actually have conviction, you will continue to pursue your dreams with more maturity, wisdom and determination.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I've talked a lot about how different my life is compared to a lot of my peers. On the surface, it does look like I'm still living the life of a teenager. Aimless, varied, little routine, no titles - I'm a parttime everything. I have no mortgage, no husband, no fulltime job, seemingly no stability and I used to scoff at the thought of having any of those things at 'my age'. I don't scoff so much anymore. I still don't foresee any of those things in my near future but I have no reason to judge anyone who does or already has. If that's what you want, and you've been working towards it and working on it everyday, then good for you. I have no authority to gauge or even assume anybody's level of happiness. If you honestly are, then I respect that and am happy for you.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br />What I don't agree with is standing still. Not like, "taking a breather 'cause I've been working my ass off", standing still. Like, "Oh woe is me, life is too hard, the universe hates me, I'm not gonna put any effort into it, the world owes me all the good things in life". <b>Fuck you.</b> In this instance, the reason why you're not where you want to be is because you don't actually give a shit enough about your own life and situation to change it. It's not an easy task, I should know. It's actually probably the hardest thing to do, to be able to identify all the gaps in your life and plan and work to fill them to be happy. Nobody is entitled to anything in this world. Whatever you put out there, with sincere intent, you will get back, sooner or later. I truly believe that. And you will get those opportunities because you deserve them and you will appreciate them and make the most of them. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">It is still a constant (yet manageable) struggle between what I feel like doing (sometimes nothing), what I want done (everything) and what other people want me to do (everything different to what I want). What <i>is</i> getting easier is understanding who I am and what my motivations are. I have been given enough opportunities to be able to congratulate myself but only enough to whet my appetite for success. My faults are many and need rectifying but at least they have been identified. I can see the path that I'm walking is a little less gravel and a little more bitumen. It's not as windy anymore but it is still on a slight incline. And that's ok. This is exactly where I want to be.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">K.x</span>Khaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13811139453961600033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-832713046012095317.post-70141573380103658632012-05-21T13:40:00.000+10:002012-05-21T13:40:05.387+10:00An excerpt from...<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>The Prophet - </i>Kahlil Gibran</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: justify;">'Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">To be wounded by your own understanding of love;</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I would normally read a passage like this and be like, "Pfft, that shit's for lil bitches." Except now I know it to be true. So maybe I am a lil bitch. And what?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">K.x</span>Khaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13811139453961600033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-832713046012095317.post-52657383042230491702012-04-23T15:11:00.000+10:002012-04-23T15:11:29.995+10:00Truth<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>"I've got somewhere to dress for and I've got no need to stress for, and so I'll always put my best forth and count my blessings. And there'll be no need for tissues cos there'll be no further issues, if you got someone who miss you then count your blessings."</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">- Nas & Damian Marley, <i>Count Your Blessings</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">K.x</span>Khaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13811139453961600033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-832713046012095317.post-11330025896109507052012-04-06T19:50:00.000+10:002012-04-06T19:50:10.130+10:00An excerpt from...<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>Russh</i> February/March 2012</span><div><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">K.x</span>Khaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13811139453961600033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-832713046012095317.post-16502517605082932492012-02-05T22:59:00.000+11:002012-02-05T22:59:08.027+11:00*Ka-chiiiiiiiik*<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: left;">Select snaps from Fred, Gold-D and Instagram.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: left;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">K.x</span>Khaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13811139453961600033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-832713046012095317.post-76393387864988223082012-02-05T22:38:00.000+11:002012-02-05T22:38:34.148+11:00One year on...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL6ym2rhMJPWGjSh13Y1zHPeoknr1QPzhHHjz5wQ42Zb9Ri-kdVEGj7geef01Khkf3P7Vkyv2ySF-U9jn7Z_L6NfrOXwwh09PQ9lbpxgjcqyN9vWw39KP-kmJdUFIY0BRXpM_3cot5j_o/s1600/F1000008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL6ym2rhMJPWGjSh13Y1zHPeoknr1QPzhHHjz5wQ42Zb9Ri-kdVEGj7geef01Khkf3P7Vkyv2ySF-U9jn7Z_L6NfrOXwwh09PQ9lbpxgjcqyN9vWw39KP-kmJdUFIY0BRXpM_3cot5j_o/s320/F1000008.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">12 months ago, I put my life in a bag and jetted across the country to start afresh. I had no real idea what I was doing and whether I could hack it. I was scared shitless and felt totally out of my depth. But I was desperate for a new environment and new opportunities. I needed to build my life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It feels like just yesterday. It feels like a million years ago. Today I sit here, in the place I can honestly call home, and feel happy. Possibly happier than I have ever felt in my life. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I don't have much extra coin at the end of each week, I don't have a fancy office, my masters degree is incomplete and I still eat Mi Goreng at least once a week. The things that make me happy are mostly intangible. Except for the wonderful people who have found their way into my life, whom I hug (or at least fist bump) often. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">But what makes me happiest is that this is just the beginning. The foundation has been laid. And it's pretty fucking solid.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Thank you, Melbourne. You made me brand new.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">K.x </span>Khaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13811139453961600033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-832713046012095317.post-91470633823106708742011-11-27T17:33:00.000+11:002011-11-27T17:33:32.438+11:00Introducing...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>Fred</b>, the fisheyed fiend.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">K.x</span>Khaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13811139453961600033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-832713046012095317.post-22232302581421170132011-10-09T20:33:00.000+11:002011-10-09T20:33:08.382+11:00Day Nine: Falling off...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">...the blog wagon but definitely still riding the fuck out of the BNNM wagon. So don't worry bout me.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Worked it with a playsuit that had been sitting in my wardrobe for eight months...with the tag still on it (<b>SHAME!</b>). I think I was suitably dressed for beer and pretzels and backyard hand/paddle ball.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">K.x</span>Khaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13811139453961600033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-832713046012095317.post-42243820068738416562011-10-06T21:39:00.000+11:002011-10-06T21:39:59.972+11:00Day Six: Going strong.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Day off plus pay day could always equal disaster. Slight sleep in, keeping company with good people and university obligations til early evening meant potential was averted.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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