Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Mission Unstoppable has a new name and a new page!




You can also follow us on Instagram: project1420
& we'll have a Facebook page up and running ASAP.

Your support has been incredible so far, and I can't thank you all enough.

All my love,

x. 


Friday, February 7, 2014

Mission Unstoppable.

Hey hey bloggers, happy Friday night!

I'm really excited, so let's get straight into this.

So at the beginning of last year, my 'new years resolution' was to become closer to God. Unlike the traditional weight loss resolutions, this one actually came to be- I did get closer to God, and just quickly, can I say- it's wonderful.
So now here I am and it's 2014 and I'm still walking with God (tripping many times, but trying my best) and it's all fine and dandy, so I decided to set myself a resolution for 2014: I'm going to start changing lives.

How?

Well that's what I thought about, too.

And that's when I came up with Mission Unstoppable.

Now, if you know anything about me, you'll probably know this already, and if you don't know anything about me, then you'll learn something new.
There is nothing in this world that breaks my heart more than poverty. Everyone in this world will experience death and violence and illness in some way, shape or form, but not everyone has to experience poverty. And that's what I think is unfair.
Walking through the streets of Melbourne's bustling CBD, I'm reduced to tears at the number of homeless people lining the streets with empty hats and buckets before them. The rest of the city barely acknowledges their existence, or the fact that they are human beings with souls, dreams, fears and identities. To the rest of the city, they are collectively named 'the homeless', all swept under the same blanket.
I think I'd be wasting my time if I tried to appeal to a sense of humanity in people and tried to get them to spare a five dollar note every now and again. People shouldn't need to be poked and prodded into giving and sharing and loving. What kind of a world do we live in when we need to ask people to care?
So I've decided to take it upon myself. I'm going to feed the hungry.

I might have mentioned in one of my earlier posts that I have finally found myself a job. I'm loving the look of my bank account right now, because it means I can finally buy the clothes and shoes and bags I've been lusting after since I became broke. But it also means I can now share, and my sharing comes in the form of Mission Unstoppable. Here's how it's going to go:

I'm going to take $50 out of my bank account every month when my pay comes in. Then I'm going to halve it.
Then I'm going to divide one of the halves- $25 will become $12.50.
With $12.50, I'm going to buy a few loaves of bread, some spreads, maybe some ham or salami, some lettuce, cheese, tomato and a bulk pack of water bottles/ juices/ soft drinks. And some sprinkles.
With this, I'm going to make lunch packs, consisting of a sandwich, a drink and a cupcake. With sprinkles.
Then, when I make about a dozen or so of these, I'm going to take them to the city and feed some hungry people. This will happen twice a month. And that's one half of the $50 gone.

With the other half of the $50- or the other $25- I'm going to divide it by four, giving me $5. There are four weeks in a month. If I have $5 for every week, I can buy one person a nice hot, fresh lunch every week.

And that's Mission Unstoppable.

I'm calling it 'unstoppable', because I don't plan on slowing down, and if all goes to plan, it's only going to grow from here. I'm hoping that as I begin to earn more, I'll be able to give more. I'd like to get these people warm blankets and clothes, and maybe backpacks to carry their belongings. Whatever else they could use, I want to be able to give it. It doesn't take a whole lot to change a life.

I'll be kicking off the Mission soon, so watch this space for updates. I'd love your support.

Endless love to you all,

X.

Monday, February 3, 2014

Things Are Looking Up.

Happy February everyone!

It's more than a happy February for me, since I still have an entire month left until I begin university. I'm now enrolled and registered for classes, and all that is left is the purchasing of textbooks. But until I need to concern myself with textbooks, I won't, cause things are coming along tip-top terrific and there is far too much to be cheery about.

Here's my list:


  • I finally have a job again: after six months of living off of my mother, nothing could have been sweeter than depositing my first paycheck. 
  • Old friends: the kind where you can pick up where you left off every time.
  • New friends: the kind who excite and enthrall you, and bring out new sides of you.
  • Beautiful weather: balmy nights with the windows left open, and sunshine that just seems to hug you every time you step outside.
  • Baking cookies: I've moved on from cupcakes, and cookies are the way to go for now. My new cookie cutters are just the bees knees.
  • Sun hats: I love them
  • Back packs: I love these too.
  • Poached eggs on avocado: ever since I bought my little egg poaching cups, it's all I've been eating for breakfast. 
  • Starting university in March: I am so excited for this new chapter and everything it has in store. 
  • Buying my car: I have no words. I can't even wait to drive my baby home. 
  • Good vibes: they're surrounding me lately, and I feel so blessed.
  • God's favour: also surrounding me, and I could not feel more grateful.
Okay, your turn now- what's making you happy this month? Let's spread the smiles.

Much love 'til next time.

x.


Thursday, January 16, 2014

With Love From Mexico.

Okay, it is currently 11.20am, I've worked up a sweat approximately four times, and our air-conditioner is on its highest setting. Oh, heat waves. 
I've been feeling really sorry for my rabbit, Gizmo, but the thing is, he doesn't like being indoors. He gets all antsy and freaked out, and he lasts about ten minutes before he wants to be let back out. So, since it's already close to 40℃, I've resorted to pouring buckets of cold water on him. Initially he wasn't a fan, but I think he's starting to enjoy it. The result is incredibly cute. I shall post a picture, if he will ever hold still. 

So I told you I'd come back and fill you in on the other more exciting things that were keeping me from blogging. I'll start with the most exciting- meeting my penpal of three years.


Okay, so in early 2010, I decided- for some reason- that I might like to find myself a penpal. Now mind you, I already had a penpal- my cousin in Sri-Lanka- but at some point, one of us stopped writing and I guess I just forgot about him (I really hope he's not reading this*). Anyway, I made myself a profile on interpals.net and waited. Occassionally I would search for people myself, but a lot of the time, people either didn't reply to my messages, or when they did, they were just incredibly douchey/rude/lame/hard to understand. In October, I stumbled across the profile of 'Klesker'. He was Mexican, and one year older than me. We had similar interests, and he did seem awfully friendly. So I messaged him. He messaged back. We talked. We added each other on Facebook. We talked a little more. We added each other on Skype. We talked a bit there too. We sent letters and presents, we made each other CD's and keepsakes. By 2012, I confidently called this Mexican boy whom I'd never really met, my best friend. 

Regardless of time differences, and the fact that the two of us were leading completely different lives in completely different hemispheres of the globe, we managed to make the friendship work. I'd text him in class, and we'd Skype just before I went to bed and he left for school. He'd send me pictures from his travels, and I'd send him pictures of.. well- Melbourne. Despite the enormous distance, he was often closer to me than some of my friends just around the corner. 

So that's the back story- I met this kid online and we became the best of friends. How lovely, right? 


But get this.


In December, he spent a day and a half travelling- spent Christmas all by himself on a plane over the sea- to come and surprise me, here in Melbourne, in my house, on Christmas Day. Just let that sink in for one second. It still hasn't sunk in for me. 


So apparently his plane landed at about 9.30pm, and he was at my doorstep by about 11.30pm. Now, with it being Christmas Day and all, I was mighty exhausted and in bed and asleep by about 10pm. An hour and a half later, I was awoken to my sister- and my Mexican penpal- standing in my bedroom. 

I can't even put into words the bizarre mix of emotions I had going once I realised he was really there. The guy who usually existed on my laptop screen was now sitting next to me, on my bed, in my room, perfectly three-dimensional and real. 

He told me he was only staying for a week, before heading off to Sydney, then New Zealand, then China and then finally back to Mexico; in between pinching myself to make sure I really wasn't dreaming, I had to think of ways to fit the very best of Melbourne into six very short days. Pictures are coming.


Spending a week with my Mexican penpal was such an incredible experience. Aside from it being the nicest thing that anyone has ever done for me- ever- I realised, in retrospect, that it was an experience that helped shape me, too. So, amigo, if you're reading this, I hope you enjoyed Australia and I hope you enjoyed finally meeting me.


Time to go stand outside and spray myself down with the garden hose.


I'll be back tonight.


X.




*- I still love you, cus!


2014.

Good morning bloggers! 
I hope you all had a very merry Christmas and wonderful new year! I know I did. 
And now my first post for the year is only sixteen days late! 

...sorry.

I've been meaning to share all my latest with you, but I've been so so busy. You see the thing is, at the end of 2013, which- might I add- was absolutely wonderful to me, I decided 2014 would be even better. Not only would it be a good year, it would be the year that things start happening. A year of change, new beginnings, fresh starts, goals achieved and life coming together. It would be the year that things get done. 
And oh, how that excites me. The hope I have for this year is on an unprecedented level, for me at least. 

So, what better way to kick off my 2014- my year of getting things done- than to get some things done on a smaller scale first: my bedroom. 

Around the middle of 2013, it dawned on me that my room was much less a bedroom than a storage warehouse for all the nonsense I had some how coaxed myself into hoarding. Upon doing some investigating and finding that I had a cupboard full of books from year 10, an impossible ball of headphones, cords and chargers in my bedside table, and a wardrobe that avalanched on me every time I opened the door, I decided that disaster was imminent and change was necessary. 
But, as I said, this was the middle of 2013 and year 12 has no mercy and leaves you no time. So, for the next six months I lived in filth and I'm rather ashamed to say, it only got worse. 
So bad, in fact, that after my last exam, I did not want to party or go on holiday or celebrate. No no. I just wanted to clean my room. 

And oh, how I did just that. 

Anyway, I did a lot of cleaning and a bit of re-shuffling with my furniture. I got some new additions, like bedlinen and desk organisers, and I got rid of a lot of stuff. Like, emphasis on 'a lot'. 

And by 'a lot' I mean the following:

- 4 laundry baskets full of old school books and papers
- half a garbage bag of shoes
- 1 garbage bag full of school uniforms 
- 2 garbage bags full of clothes 
- enough dust to stuff two single bed doona covers. 

And I promise you, I'm not exaggerating. 

But finally, I'm finished. Everything is clean, everything is tidy, and everything is organised. Now all that's left is re-vamping my bedrooms decor, and I can't wait. 

So anyway, that explains most of the reason for me being silent for a while. Other reasons include: 

- my best friend and pen pal from Mexico flying halfway across the world to surprise me at my home on Christmas Day 
- meeting and becoming friends with some German back packers
- getting a summer job 
- getting back to fitness
- being too hot to leave the icy cold wonderland of my shower during this heat wave

These (and more) I will fill you in on later today. Apparently it's going to be 44 degrees (celsius, for any readers from around the world) so let's be honest, I won't be doing anything else. 

Breakfast time now. 
See you soon. 

X. 

Monday, December 16, 2013

101 Things That Are More Important Than Your Grades.

Any year 12 student in Victoria would have dreaded this morning. I know I did. This morning was the morning that our final results were released, the little digits we all feared so much. At 7am we either awoke to a text from the VCAA, or logged on to our VTAC accounts to check for ourselves, but either  way, we all had to brace ourselves and confront those mean little numbers that carried the importance of the whole world on them.

But they don't really.

I realise that today is probably a sad day for some people; people who worked really damn hard throughout the year, who studied and studied and studied, who made sacrifices, who set goals and tried their absolute best- and maybe didn't quite get there. In fact, that was me. I gave it my all and yet was still a little less than pleased with my score. But only a little. I'm still able to get into my course and do what I've wanted to do all year, and for the moment, that's all that matters.
But some people mightn't have been so lucky. Maybe some people missed out by a lot, or even a few marks. And now they probably feel miserable.

And that's why I'm writing you lovelies a post. This is for everyone who might have cried this morning, everyone who checked their results then rolled over in bed and wished they could disappear, everyone who feels disappointed, everyone who feels worthless, everyone who feels let down and ashamed.

It really is just a number. It's just a number to get you to the next phase of your life, and hey- if it wasn't the right number, then there sure as hell are other ways to get where you want to be. And while you figure out how you might go about getting there, here are 101 things that are far more important than your final score. They always have been, and they always will be. Don't let a little number dictate the rest of your life. It's all yours. Seize it, and run with it.


  1. Waking up to a new day
  2. Having a roof over your head
  3. Hot baths
  4. Having food to eat and clean water to drink
  5. Having a family to love and support you
  6. Having friends to share your life with
  7. Scented candles
  8. Being well and in good health
  9. Being able to receive an education
  10. Being able to complete that education, and graduate
  11. Good music
  12. Being able to love and be loved
  13. Having the world as your oyster, and the freedom to travel it
  14. Being blessed with endless opportunities and possibilities
  15. Making memories
  16. Being able to enjoy the summer
  17. Being able to meet new people, make new friends and form new relationships
  18. Being able to work and earn money
  19. Finding inspiration
  20. Having the freedom and independence to set goals
  21. Being able to give back to the world
  22. Finding your passion
  23. Really soft pillows
  24. Finding cool stuff on sale
  25. Getting handwritten letters
  26. Laughing until you cry/snort/pee (I usually do all three)
  27. Giving and receiving hugs
  28. Realising who you want to be
  29. Falling in love
  30. Making the most of each of your days
  31. Cuddling your pets (if you don't have one, you're welcome to cuddle my rabbit Gizmo)
  32. Having options and choices
  33. Getting up in time to watch the sunrise 
  34. Being able to set yourself challenges
  35. Being able to inspire people
  36. Being thankful
  37. Sleeping in fresh bed linen
  38. Chocolate
  39. Feeding your soul
  40. Holding hands
  41. Being someones role model
  42. Finding what makes you happy
  43. Allowing yourself to dance
  44. Freshly painted toenails
  45. Helping people
  46. Pistachio flavoured gelato
  47. Having the right to vote, and speak your mind
  48. Having a plan B
  49. Knowing that Christmas is only nine days away
  50. Being able to spend Christmas (and other important occasions) with loved ones
  51. Making people smile
  52. Being able to change someones life
  53. Donating to charity
  54. Finding your gift
  55. Finding someone who makes you happy
  56. The promise of a new year
  57. Having a mind of your own, and the ability to create your own views and values
  58. Finding something that adds meaning to your life
  59. Having integrity
  60. Making a difference
  61. Finding hope
  62. Giving hope
  63. Being able to add value to someones life
  64. Banana bread (my mum just made some and it is deeeeeeevine)
  65. Being a good friend
  66. Watching The Simpsons
  67. Opening your mind
  68. Finishing a good book
  69. Finding sunglasses that actually suit your face
  70. Receiving help from a stranger
  71. Giving compliments
  72. Receiving compliments 
  73. Cosy and warm beds
  74. Exploring the world
  75. Making progress
  76. Finding motivation
  77. Baking choc chip cookies
  78. Accidentally doing a killer job on your hair/make up/outfit
  79. Connecting with people
  80. Morning jogs
  81. Being able to let go of your past
  82. Keeping promises
  83. Finding faith
  84. Saving a life
  85. Humility
  86. The smell of tinsel
  87. The beach
  88. Lying in the sun
  89. Finding positivity
  90. Road trips
  91. Watching fireworks
  92. Collecting sea shells
  93. Baking cupcakes (and eating them too)
  94. Helping someone find their passion
  95. Growth
  96. Overcoming your fears
  97. Seeing the bigger picture
  98. Making people laugh
  99. Second chances
  100. Choosing to be happy
  101. Being alive
If you can tick off at least five of those, I guarantee you're gonna be okay- regardless of your score.

Much love,

X