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well that is a little of an understatement

What makes a person want to carry on with life, you know, without being too blasé about the whole shindig? I have been wondering this myself for quite a while to be honest. It is probably the reason i haven’t really written anything so far. In saying that, Uni is finished for the year, I am looking forward to next year, I have a part time job now, I still struggle not to make this sound like i am just highlighting the good parts of my life, but let’s be honest here… That is exactly what i am doing…

For now.

See i am a little pissed off… well a little is an understatement and this is the internet so i can essentially understate anything i would like.


I am a little pissed off with everything that is going on in my life at the moment, I am pissed off that child care cost so much, I am pissed off that I almost never get any time to myself, I am pissed off that it has taken until now to actually write something,… and all i have to really write about is being pissed off…

But you know that is ok, the whole point to a blog is not to impress anyone, but so replace the good old pen and paper hand written diary, except you are willingly letting people into your diary, because you want to, but this one is edited, because nobody really likes to hear that your life isn’t all fun and games, books and typewriters or friends and coffee.

There is fights with those friends, weeks you don’t read, typewriters that are not being used, and coffee that just taste so goddamn bad that you really, really and i mean really wish you had not have wasted the time even tasting… and sometimes you want to give it back in a swift flying motion.

So when you constantly have days where you feel like utter shit, can’t even be bothered reading your blogs, or writing… or anything… what keeps people going…

 Well in short the answer could be chocolate. But who knows honestly.

Whatever the weather

There are people in the world who say they like summer, or winter, they like crunching the autumn leaves or splashing in winters left over puddles as spring makes her way around the bend eager to greet them.

When I think of what season I like, sometimes I will say summer… When it’s winter, or winter… When it is summer. But that’s just being false just to suit the person I am talking too.

Every person lies, at least 3-10 times a day, we lie to strangers, to friends, and to loved ones and pets – no one can hide from our lies. It’s just what people do, some of the blogs I read are written as a known secret identity, where the writer can be truthful within their writing because they can not at home. Some of them are false realities that the authors have created because they wish their lives were like their imagination.
You can’t hide away from lies, ever, because no matter how holy, even the holiest of holy has holes.

So the truth is… I like every form of weather – because it just is, right there in your face, no lies, no deception… It just is plain and pure, in your face, wild weather and it’s pretty darn amazing!

Rubys Notes – Chapter 1 part 1 edited

For those of you who are wondering, I posted my first draft copy, of my first chapter, of my first novel and for the first time. That is a lot of firsts. http://allworldissues.com/2012/12/05/rubys-notes-chapter-1-draft-thoughts/

I asked people for constructive criticism (yes good and bad) one thing you need to realize if you want to publish your work – you need to seek the criticism, and face the music – otherwise how are you going to improve and make it better?

Last night I spent a bit of time editing it (old school paper and pen style)

book edit pic

here is some of the edited copy – And for those who are wondering ALL my work IS in fact Copyrighted. So don’t be thieving ;)

Being a school teacher wasn’t all it had cracked up to be. Sure there were a few perks, seeing the smiles on those children’s faces every time I entered the room, just as easily they smiled when it was time to pack their bags and go home, teaching them all about how the world works… How much they actually listen to is a different story. My name is Ruby, Ruby Kensington but you can call me Miss K.

I’m not married, I don’t even have a boyfriend, I don’t have children of my own and I don’t have any friends. No I am not a weirdo or maybe I am. You can decide that for yourself. I’m going to tell you a story about how I ended up in the position I am in.

June 28th 8:40pm. 1993

It was the 90’s and I was fresh out of law school, already I had already received my first job offer. I was desperate, so I went for it not knowing quite what I was getting myself into. We had arranged to meet at 9am the next day to discuss what the job involves, the only problem was that I did not know who I was meeting or why. I had received the phone call out of the blue, and the person I had spoken to did not go into any detail about the job, they just gave me a time and the address of where I would be meeting my ‘potential employer.’ When you are a lawyer, you don’t think too much about those types of phone calls – although I would have preferred to pick the location myself.

That night I had a group date with my best friends Chloe and Sandra.

They had been my friends since we were in law school. Chloe had long blond hair with colors running through it, pinks, purples, blues and oranges. She was short, maybe 5’2 and she was very socially awkward. When Chloe was younger she really wanted to be a hairdresser, but her mum forced her into attending law school. Chloe didn’t want to upset her mother, so, she used her talents with hair as a side business as a way to make some extra cash. Now Sandra on the other hand was the complete opposite. Sandra was a girl of status in the law industry – as her dad was a lawyer. She was tall with luscious tanned legs that go for miles. Sandra had dark hair and dark eyes, with a European look to her plus she was really skinny and everything about her screamed sexy. Sandra always had all the guys pining over her like little puppies, even though she turned them all down.

As the night progressed I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was being watched. You know the type of feeling you get when you think there is someone who just won’t stop staring at you? The hairs on the back of your neck stand up and cold shivers run down your spine, as if someone had ‘just walked over your grave’ as they say. That’s the feeling I had now, so I decided to call it a night with my friends and walk home.

As I was walking I started to feel dizzy, queasy even… did I really drink that much? A few minutes passed by and I couldn’t bring myself to walk any further. I hailed the first cab I saw and jumped in. My house was about a 10 minute walk away from our favorite hangout but I just couldn’t bear to walk any longer. The taxi drive made me feel worse. I wasn’t even sure if I was even in a taxi anymore and I just passed out.

Life’s little miracles.

I lay there on the operating table, numb all over, face tingling, and Jordan by side. He’s making jokes and keeping myind off what was beyong the screen. “I need you to push” I hear a doctor say. “Push? This isn’t natural birth” I thought. Then I felt an unpleasant ammount of pressure on my uterus. “Push again please” I hear a second time, with that push crying instantly filled the operating theater. My baby had arrived. I looked over to see my baby and then he stoped crying “keep crying” I thought to myself. I was asking why he wasn’t crying and no one answered me. But then I herd him cry again and looked at everyone who had been happy about the surgery. He was a healthy happy boy, and so quiet aswell. After all that I realize I was stressing over nothing. I couldn’t feel any pain throughout the operation, and I must admit it was the coolest experience of my life and I would do it again in a heart beat.


One happy father coming to show mummy their little miracle. I spent the next couple of days in hospital, they were the easiest I would say. I had the help of Jordan, midwives and my parents. I had hourly to two hourly doctors visits, and my little boy was feeding well. I was discharged monday, so I have been at home 3 days now, things are interesting. It doesn’t feel like much has changed except I am couch bound almost, with the tinyest little baby to look after and a toddler who loves to pat the babies head.


Brotherly love? Or planning something evil? Last night I was kept awake for a few hours because our little man had decided he was super hungry. And of course I am the only one to feed him. I feel its amazing to be able to breast feed my child. My first I had difficultys with, but this time its smooth sailing. It’s the ‘breast’ way to feed – as the hospital says.


Atlas Cain Dunne born 9th of September 2012.

My big adventure Day 1: Enjoy the little things in life

Day 1 – Enjoy the little things in life

So this morning I woke up and decided that for my holiday I will take a photo or series of photos a day and write about them and I will try to be as positive as possible.

This morning my son and I decided to take a walk in the garden. We didn’t get very far because we were stopped by this purple flower. Sorry I do not recall the name of it, but I ask you to pay attention to the detail of this particular flower. Notice all the lines, the different shades of colour and the smaller petals compared to the big.

Life is a bit like this flower.

It is small to some and big to others.

Some people in it seek perfection and others are rough around the edges.

Some people are strong and mighty, they can withstand strong winds.

Some people are fragile and one touch will send them crumbling.

Life has fine lines and wrinkles.

It is full of colour and joy.

But it is also filled with sadness and sorrow.

This flower is a very simple thing in life, and it won’t be around forever so it is important for us to enjoy it while it last’s

Like life, we aren’t going to be here forever, no matter how many anti-aging remedies they come out with. So we should enjoy every day as it comes, we should always tell the people that we love how we feel about them and we should always be true to ourselves.

It is also important not to let someone stop you from fulfilling your dreams, or going on that holiday you have always wanted to go on. Sure you may not have enough money, but who is to judge what enough money is when it comes to fun? You really don’t need money to have fun, you might need it for a passport and plane ticket but once you reach your destination, I think you can find so many things that don’t involve money to keep yourself occupied.

The best things in life are free.





Just experiencing the world is free,  forget the drama and just live.


Share with me your favorite thing in life and why it is your favorite thing.

Brit xx

A world full of people

Today I came up with 2 more ideas for my writing, one is a short story for children between 5-13 and another is for children aged 0-5. Although i do not know how i would go about publishing the one for younger kiddies I have been researching alot of the publishers in Adelaide. I was sent out a prospectus from an academy that I am interested in attending next year, which will be exciting (I will write about it if I ever get there) and I start two new subjects in november at uni, except these two subjects are at Curtin uni and Monash uni, lucky im studying via correspondance right? He he

So I just wanted to have a look see at my stats today and I see that I have over 400 followers now and I was shocked to see how many people from different countrys had stoped by to have a look too. If they stop by again I hope they read this and feel loved :) ((virtual internet hugs)) to everyone.

Soon I will be having another baby (as most of you know) I must say I am fairly scared about it. Ive been through labour, that was easy… Although i didnt get to finish because It all went horribly wrong and I needed an emergency c-section. They put me to sleep for that one, this time… I will be awake, and there is something that scares me about knowing on the other side of the blue screen… There will be the other half of my body open… Well on the bright side, its on the inside that counts right? ;) ahhh… Still scared.

I will share the screen shots I took of all the different countrys.



I think that is pretty amazing, the fact that you can reach so many different people in a few months :) happy blogging everyone.

Ride for stroke victims


A friend of mines brother went all out and set up this charity for a cause he is really passionate about you can find the charity here I just thought that is would be the perfect way to help him, as I cannot help with a donation. The people involved will be riding from a place called Aldinga to Hindley street in Adelaide on their BMX bikes. Now I have taken the time to google map the distance for you just to show you exactally how far that is.

That is 47.3 km or in miles for my american readers that is 29.37 miles

So for this post i am just going to quote some facts and figures about strokes.

Worldwide Statistics According to the World Health Organization, 15 million people suffer stroke worldwide each year. Of these, 5 million die and another 5 million are permanently disabled.High blood pressure contributes to more than 12.7 million strokes worldwide.Europe averages approximately 650,000 stroke deaths each year.In developed countries, the incidence of stroke is declining, largely due to efforts to lower blood pressure and reduce smoking. However, the overall rate of stroke remains high due to the aging of the population. http://www.strokecenter.org/patients/about-stroke/stroke-statistics/

Goodluck with the ride guys and stay hydrated.

And the award goes to you, and you, and you

http://stationdeva.wordpress.com/ http://piehowareyou.wordpress.com/ both nominated me for


Which I am extreamly greatful for. I would like to start off with something a bit different, a little speil about my time here on wordpress so far, because today is a very good day and it seems lucky in my eyes.

begining my journey on wordpress I didnt think I would ever get noticed, it has been… Since june, so almost. 4 months since I first opened up my account. My very first post was not bad, needed work and didn’t do as well as I hoped. http://allworldissues.com/2012/06/26/facebook-what-have-we-become/

My next month wasnt too bad, my best post for that month was this one http://allworldissues.com/2012/06/30/dont-sweat-the-small-stuff-and-its-all-small-stuff-richard-carlson-phd/  still this post is very popular

And last month my most popular post was http://allworldissues.com/2012/08/28/a-truly-inspirational-post-deserves-a-im-trying-to-be-inspirational-counter-post/

In the time I have been on here I have seen my views sky rocket and fall just as fast day after day


And month after month


Before I started writing this post I took a few screen shots of my stats for it, and I must say that i am happy with this number


So now I must get to nominees that I have chosen for this award.














I have chosen only a few people so far, because i am still in the middle of my choices and answering the questions. But until then, stay tuned.