iLost My iPhone: The Story of a Girl, a Phone & an Adventure.
Sunday morning for Kate was full of bitter disappointment. Yet again she’d awoken with no recollection of the previous nights events & the taste of her last drink still fresh on her breath. However, this was not her biggest problem. She had awoken to find she’d lost something, something important, a part of herself… her iPhone.
Helpless & miserable she drove herself home & dove under the covers of her bed for comfort. Nothing could fill the void inside her now that her precious iPhone was gone. Nothing else could even come close. She switched on her laptop & broadcast her despair through various social networking websites & alerted her friends of the dilemma, while perusing eBay for a replacement handset. She checked her Twitter replies, & saw something of interest…
A feature on your iPhone that allows you to track is location? Surely this sort of technology is too good to be true, Kate thought to herself. Nevertheless, she alt-tabbed her way to Google & researched it herself. She discovered the iCloud website & briefly remembered installing something similar on her phone during a previous update. She logged in & saw the “Find my iPhone” feature. Curious, but also certain she had not enabled this feature on her phone herself, she clicked the link & was surprised to see a window pop up loading her current devices. A map appeared, a map of the city, a map of the city with a tiny green dot confirming the whereabouts of this device… Kate had miraculously located her iPhone.
Heart racing, she grabbed her keys, her mother’s phone & her laptop (I’m really not sure why she took that, but I’ll include it in the story anyway) & flew to her car. She began her quest to the city, staying a sneaky 4km/h above the speed limit while also catching every red light along the way. She didn’t let this dampen her spirits though, even if there was only a glimmer of hope that she could be reunited with her precious iPhone she was going to give it her best shot. She arrived in the city on the verge of a panic attack & realised there was nowhere in sight to stop her vehicle. Why had she not thought to bring someone with her who would jump out & rescue her poor stranded iPhone!? She circled the block, the streets were littered with cars & pedestrians. Her iPhone was only metres away… surely a passerby was about to notice it for themselves & steal her precious away, never to be seen again.
Just before completing a full lap of the block she noticed a small driveway located behind the Garden of Unearthly Delights. It was full of vehicles loading gear in & out, but she had to take the chance. She swerved in & practically dived out of the car door, while being approached by one of the workers of the event… he was young & somewhat attractive, Kate knew this would work in her favour.
“Sorry love, this space is reserved for participants of the event, you’ll need to move your car”, he started. Slightly discouraged but desperate for help, she briefly explained her dilemma. The worker then replied again re-enforcing that it was ‘strictly a loading zone’… Kate knew she couldn’t give up hope, not after she’d come so far already. She fluttered her eyelashes & threw in a throaty “…please?”. The worker smiled, “oh, go on then” he replied, as she sprinted off towards the location of her phone.
She spotted a bus stop & vaguely recalled catching a bus into the city the night before. She ran straight to it & searched the bench seat… there was nothing to be found. This wasn’t the way she pictured it to happen, it was supposed to be there waiting patiently for it’s loving & caring owner to return & rescue it! She pulled out her mother’s phone & dialled her own number…
*bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*
*bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*
A strange buzzing noise coming from the ground caught her attention. She slowly crept around the bench seat & looked towards the direction that the noise was being projected from. It sounded like… no, it couldn’t be… it sounded like an iPhone vibrating against the hard ground. Her stomach jumped, her eyes lit up, she almost wept with joy… there it was. Her beloved iPhone nestled in the grass, covered in dirt, but otherwise in perfect working condition. She had done it, she had completed her mission & saved a life (her own, not the phone’s, clearly). She strolled back to her car beaming, thanked the young lad who assisted her & went & purchased a Frozen Coke in celebration. Her iPhone didn’t indulge in a frozen beverage though, because he was satisfied just knowing he’d been reuinted with extremely grateful owner (& also because it would’ve then become water-logged, making the entire adventure a little redundant).
THE END.
FOSTER THE PEOPLE - ‘Pumped Up Kicks’
Pop music is constantly ridiculed for disguising over-sexed lyrics with bubblegum pop beats that encourage a younger audience to sing along. It’s not until you actually take some time to absorb the power of the lyrics that you realize the intensity of them. For example, a little while ago we played Rihanna’s “S&M” at my place of work. I witnessed & overheard a group of 3 or 4 girls, who appeared to be no older than 13 or so, singing along to lyrics such as “sex in the air, I don’t care, I love the smell of it, sticks & stones may break my bones but chains & whips excite me”. It’s not exactly the sort of thing a 13 year old should be proclaiming in public, but most of them would honestly have no idea what they’re actually singing about, they’re just reciting the words to the beat. Besides, the area that I work in is notorious for teen pregnancy, so it’s likely that they DO enjoy those things. This song is quite blatantly sexual so it’s not a very good example, but right now I can’t think of anything more subtle so it’ll have to make do.
The reason I’m writing this post is because today I realised that I have also been blinded by the beat & found myself singing along to a morbid tune whilst grinning from ear to ear. The song in question is that in the title of this post… “Pumped Up Kicks” by Foster the People. Some might argue that this is not exactly a ‘pop’ tune, but I consider pop music to be anything that is currently POPular, so let’s not address that right now, because what I really would like to address is the violent nature of these lyrics:
“He found a six-shooter gun, in his dad’s closet within a box of fun things
I don’t even know what, but he’s coming for you, yeah he’s coming for you”
Alright, so this Robert kid just found his dad’s gun & wants to kill me… Oh dear.
“All the other kids with the pumped up kicks,
You’d better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks,
You’d better run, better run, faster than my bullet”
I somehow managed to lose 3kgs after eating whatever I want, whenever I want for 4 weeks & not going to the gym at all. I am well aware that it’s probably just loss of muscle mass, but I was convinced I would’ve actually gained some weight on top of that. Relying on a number displayed on the scales to motivate weight loss goals is unrealistic & unhealthy… But even rational thinking people like myself can’t help but feel a little bit of excitement over something like this.
Yay?
MY TWO CENTS…
Let me start this post by saying that it isn’t intended to be slander towards Kim Kardashian herself, I just don’t really agree with what’s happening at the moment.
I find it rather ludicrous that at this point in time it’s perfectly acceptable for someone to get married, earn $18,000,000+ from wedding publicity, have the ceremony screened on repeat on television & then get divorced after 72 days… But the idea of gay marriage is still frowned upon because it somehow ruins the sanctity of marriage? What a joke.
THINGS I WILL ACCOMPLISH TOMORROW:
Expectation:
- Wash my car & clean it’s interior.
- Go to the gym.
- Tidy & vacuum my bedroom.
- Sort out my washing.
Reality:
- All of the above, because I’m not a lazy bitch.
Dear JK Rowling,
Tomorrow night, at midnight, I am going to see Harry Potter & the Deathly Hallows part 2. Tomorrow night, at midnight, one of the most important parts of my childhood / teenage years / young adulthood will come to an end.
When I was 11 years old my teacher announced that our class would all be reading Harry Potter & the Philosophers Stone together. I was appalled. The idea of reading about wizards & witches didn’t appeal to me in the slightest, but it was out of my control. How wrong I was… I can actually pinpoint the exact moment when I fell in love with Harry Potter’s story. It was when Harry discovered the Mirror of Erised. For as long as I can remember, whenever I’ve had trouble reading & understanding a word I’ve always read it backwards. I’m really not sure why, but it’s something that I always have & still do. As soon as I read the inscription that was carved around the outside of the mirror, I was thrilled. For once, my ridiculous reading-backwards technique had come in handy.
“Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi”
Or as I first read it:
“I show not your face but your hearts desire”
I honestly felt like this part of the story had only been added for my eyes to see. I felt like I had stumbled upon a secret that no one else had figured out. I was too excited to keep it to myself so I raised my hand I told my teacher about my discovery. She hadn’t noticed it & praised me for my observation. After this moment, I felt instantly connected to JK Rowling & quickly fell head over heels in love with the Harry Potter story.
That was 12 years ago. I am now 23 years old & after reading the majority of the stories directly after they were released, & seeing all of the movies on their premiere days (except Half Blood Prince because I was under house arrest with Swine flu, boooo) this chapter of my life is about to come to a close. I will never get or hear or see any new information about the Harry Potter series. Reading the ending of the Deathly Hallows was painful enough, but I always knew I’d have the movies to look forward to. Now it’s over. It’s all over.
I am definitely excited to see everything come to life that I have only ever seen inside my own imagination, but at the same time I am devastated that this is the last time I will get to see the Harry Potter characters. I have grown up alongside them for the past 12 years & it’s really hard to accept the fact that I will never hear their stories again… It’s time to say goodbye.
So, thankyou JK Rowling. Thankyou for allowing me to feel like I was part of something… Thankyou for giving me an escape from reality when I needed it most… & more importanly, thankyou for giving me three of the best friends I could ever ask for, who will forever be within arms reach, on my bookcase. Thankyou.
We so excited.
If you know me in real life, this will be the 4 billionth time you’ve read this. Today is an awesome day…
I PASSED MY DRIVING TEST! Ah, finally!
I am so super excited about it, so I’m posting it on every sort of social networking site / online blog that I’ve got. Perhaps I’ll try & dig up my old Neopets account, hmm.
So the rumors are true…
I am actually invisible. The bus drove straight past me & a group of other people this morning. Am going to put my new invisibility skills to the test & attempt to rob a bank. If I don’t update again, it means I am in fact a solid, visible being & my bus driver was just a wanker (or he’d won the lotto & wanted to do what the guy on the lotto advert did. In which case, kudos to you bus driver, kudos to you)!
TIRED.
Before I get started I just want to say this is not a depressing, ‘woe-is-me’ type of blog entry. I am not here to whinge & impose my extremely unimportant problems on the world (not that I presume the whole world, or anyone at all for that matter, reads my blog, but hey…). I also have no idea why my generation feels the need to constantly document their every thought & share it with an online community, but we do, so here I go.
Now, I’ve never been one to make proper New Years Resolutions. Every year I’ll make a really stupid or bizarre resolution that I usually complete the next day. For example: my last resolution was to sleep in on New Years Day… On January 1st I awoke after midday - easy. The only reason I do this is because I actually enjoy being a part of whatever ‘current event’ is happening around me. Whether it’s making a stupid New Years resolution or putting a bet on a sporting event that I’m not familiar with, it’s just nice to try new things & be involved. Before I start rambling (more than I already am) I’ll get to the point…
New Years Resolutions. Like I said, mine are always simple, however I’ve recently started thinking about what I would like to accomplish by the end of this year & it’s encouraged me to make a list of things I’d like to achieve. I may have missed the official “New-Years-Resolution-boat” but I realized there’s not really anything stopping me from actually achieving some of the things that I’ve always wanted to do, but never attempted. It’s almost March & I am well on my way to getting some of them done.
Something that has always got me down is the fact that I don’t have a drivers license. I never really needed to drive to get where I wanted to go & the older I got, the more scared I became. I’ve finally put all of this behind me & I’ve almost done it. I’ve been driving as much as I can lately & I’m at a point now where I feel confident on the road & can safely get from A to B without stressing & freaking out. I should have my proper license within the next month or two & I can not wait. It is well overdue, & I will feel amazing to have finally accomplished this.
Next on my list is traveling. I, just like 99% of the population, want to see the world. I’ve traveled interstate a few times, but even so, I’ve never had a proper holiday. My mum & brother are going to America & then on a cruise to Europe in 6 weeks… seeing them plan their trip just made me realize that until I make an actual effort to do something, I’m gonna remain stuck where I am. I work full-time, but for what? Just to live a mediocre day-to-day existence with minimal excitement? It doesn’t have to be like that at all, so I’ve started making a rough itinerary & working out a budget so I can afford to go America in October. I’ve always wanted to spend Halloween in Vegas, but my main reason for visiting the USA is to go to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter, & there’s really no reason at all why I can’t accomplish any of this, so I’m just going to do it. So far it’s working out to be a lot more expensive than I originally thought it would be, but if I stick to it, I’ll get there.
I’m just starting to realize that the only thing standing in my way is me. Until I make an effort to sort my life out, it’s going to stay exactly how it is right now. It’s not that I’m unhappy or anything, I would just really like to accomplish all of the things that I want to do. Who doesn’t? Even if I just start with the smaller things, like I used to be too self-conscious to go to the beach. I’ve just taught myself to get over all of the small things that aren’t important & enjoy myself… so for the past 2 nights in a row I’ve gone swimming at the beach. It’s something that I haven’t done sine I was a child, & it feels amazing to just get over all of the annoying things that hold me back & actually do what I want to do.
Hurrah.
Now, back to Tumbling…
