It's a Wrap, Farewell 2012!

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Wow what a year…For many of us, we have lost a lot of dear friends, gained a lot of new ones and even witnessed the marvellous experience of a new life. Parts of the world were destroyed by natural disasters, whilst thousands of people lost their lives overseas due to ridiculous political situations.  As I sit here and ponder the events that have taken place in my life, I am humbled and whilst little butterflies enter my tummy, I get excited, in fact I get motivated for a new year, filled with new possibilities.

This Year Wogarella...

Gained a few new family member who smells like marshmallows and rainbows. Everyone, please see visual aid of my gorgeous baby niece Lillian Khalil who was born on July 7^th and has brought nothing but absolute joy to our whole family, (extended members included.) 

Even though we had an epic season, my beloved Canterbury Bulldogs lost in the 2012 Grand Final to the Melbourne Storms. I’m still devastated and am counting down the days until next season! (FYI the season commences 7th March).

This year I finally attempted to learn to play guitar. I’m going to be honest, whilst I’m a creative kid when it comes to words, my musical talent is about as present as Nicky Webster’s career right now.  Call me stubborn, but I refuse to admit I’ve given up, I’m simply taking a small rest period as I’m focussing my energy on a few other projects at the moment. I also undertook a Sub-Editing course, which was conveniently located nearby Redfern Markets.  I fell in love with a Black Adler Typewriter and made a home for it beside my Green Olivetti. I defintiely made use of my Gym Membership. Oh and I managed to maintain a good brow shape. Clearly I have my priorities in check… I never claimed I wasn’t vain ;)

Fitness Goals

Despite my current state of Food Coma-itis, I am very proud of my efforts to keep at my fitness goals and am proud to say I’m looking forward to smashing the last 10 kilos which should take my body transformation to the next level! I’m making a note not to spend any more money at the Adidas store though. My entire wardrobe is about to breakdown as I’ve stuffed several drawers full of gym gear and am actually lacking normal clothing. I know I’m a tomboy stuck in a big girls body.

I’ve Made Some Incredible People Friends

I’m not sure if our passion for exercise has brought us together but I’ve become a part of a new trio. We each have our faults, but we just get each other. Whilst this is a little too affectionate for anyone’s liking I am so blessed to have these chicks in my life! Dee and Susan <3

I’ve Rekindled My Friendships With Some Old Ones

Without sounding all philosophical, people do come in and out of your life for a reason. This year, despite the issues we’ve had in the past, I have rekindled two friendships with people I didn’t think I would have earlier this year. Whilst we aren’t all besties, I’m glad that there is peace and look forward to making some great memories in 2013!

Career Move: Check Mate

I’m a Taylor Swift fan, I’m a Gym Junkie, but above all I am a writer. So you can understand why in the latter part of this year I left my job at a company I have aimed to work for my whole life. Whilst I didn’t have the privilege to write as often as I would like to, I awoke every morning to go to a workplace whereby I was surrounded with some of the hardest working people in Media. And despite the deadlines, budgets and crazy world of Magazines they ALWAYS had time for a giggle or two. Or maybe 5. 

In summary, I made a drastic career change, I moved into a corporate role. Admittedly, I’m not fairly certain it was the right one. I miss my friends. I miss the polluted Sydney Air and the short walk down to the Sydney CBD Westfield’s during my lunch break. But apparently I’m a grown up who holds responsibility for her actions, so I will ride this one out and hopefully it’s just a decent step in the write direction. Yes I know, I used the wrong “Right”. I did it purposely. 

Family Holiday

I braved the ultimate test. 4 days away with my family. Whilst, as a Wogarella I’m very family orientated, the though of spending more than 24 hours in the same penthouse resort daunted me. But surprisingly enough I didn’t even mind sharing a room with my little bro. When I say little he’s actually 6ft tall and 20 years old. Anyways, ‘twas a great experience as I did nothing but enjoy numerous alcoholic beverages and consume way too many calories poolside. Best of all, I burned them off playing pool, indoor basketball and tennis. Oh and Swimming! My God did I swim. I am truly blessed. And so glad to have lived to prove those Mayan people and their ridiculous calendar wrong!

Whilst I usually have a whole list written out and burnt into my memory. As well the memories of 800 of my Facebook friends’, this year I will just continue focussing on my current goals. Fitness wise, Friend wise, Love wise and most importantly career wise. I say that I will sit back and see how it pans out but I doubt it will last past February, I’m proactive and will probably jump at the chance to make some sort of a difference, but I think my main goal this year is to relax, be patient and let things come my way. After all I am 22. Living in an incredible country, there really is no reason to stress out in 2013.

PS I can’t wait to see my “one and only”, Mariah Carey live in concert! Scoring these tickets is a sign that my new year will go off with a bang!

Wishing  my Wogarella readers a wonderful New Year, filled with hilarious moments, great health and hopefully some good fortune ;)

Wogarella,

Xx

What Do Your Accessories Say About You?

Long ago I was a tom boy. More of a Wogboy than a Wogarella. The only accessories you would've spotted me wearing are the studs my mum made me keep in my lobes in order to prevent my ear hole from closing. Or possibly to avert any chance of an infection. But that is Too Much Information my friends. Anyways now that I am almost a grown up (yes, 22 and still can’t believe it.) I have noticed that I bloody LOVE accessories. Partly because they are my cure for fat days/shit-skin days/when I don’t know what to wear days.

At the moment thought, I have a slight obsession with ALL things Neon. I know, how very unique of me. In fact this obsession is a little out of control. I only realised it when I stalk-booked myself. Come on, as if you don’t do it! It was a quiet Saturday night and I really couldn't be bothered to go out... But yes, back to this vital discovery, the last few profile pictures I successfully upload included fluro yellow in some form! People even made mention of the obsession. I’m not sure is it’s more awkward that I admitted that my photo was “Successful” due to the amount of likes it received or that someone pointed it out. I’m not overly sensitive so I laughed it off. But that next day I went shopping. And sure enough I bought myself a Fluro watch from Sports Girl. As well as a... erm, fluro kaftan.GUILTY MUCH?!

What do you think of my watch?

Whilst I haven’t quite figured out how to set it just yet, I don’t really care because it just makes me SO happy. Happy enough to pose for a photo at 7.30am. Mind the hair, 'twas a stinking hot day, not even Keratin treatment could have saved me.

 
 
 

Enough with the Selfies. Whilst I know this fascination with neon will eventually fade, I have applied for a mortgage, as I am currently renting out a huge space in my heart for my Type Writer pendant. In fact, I heart it so much that after receiving it on my Birthday (FYI May) this year, I can probably count how many times I have removed it from my neck on one hand.
 
 

It’s cute isn't it? The reason I love it so much is because it was gifted to me by my mother. The same Arab mother who openly discloses her hatred for my obsession with type writers. If you ask her it has nothing to do with the fact that they may be out dated and a little over priced, but because “They are dust collectors!!!”
To be honest I feel this pendant symbolizes a lot more to me. It symbolizes my mother’s acceptance of my true passion. My passion to succeed as a writer. Not that she was ever against any form of education- she was the first one to insist I further my studies and apply for uni. However, she wanted me to do what most nice Lebanese girls do and study teaching, simply because “It’s a good job.Perfect for the future. You will get to break for holidays when your children do!” Ah bless, even up until about a week before graduation she insisted I re-enrol for a Masters of Teaching. Who knows? Look, maybe I am just over thinking and my mum simply saw my face light up when we had passed the window of a jewelry store in Leichardt. Regardless, it is one of my prized possessions.
 

Emotional stuff aside, I came across this cuff. 

I like bikes. Do you like bikes? Everyone likes bikes! Except for my sisters of course.That’s because they were never given the opportunity to ride a bike. Yet another complex my parents have instilled in us. Only not I, because I've always been a rebel and probably owned more BMX’s and Roller Blades than I currently own clothes.

 
Have you jumped on the fluro-fly-flagging band wagon too?

Wogarella,

Xx