Tuesday, December 8, 2009
"So Where were you for 9/11?"
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Easy Answers
Or..
Or..
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
It's Time, Almost
Everything is planned and penciled in now and im at my last day of work today, as it looks like anyway, i will return from this holiday and straight into my new job, assuming the security clearance passes!
My mate who im traveling with left today, lucky bastard! But ill meet up with him in Anaheim on thursday and the holiday will begin!
Highlights of the upcoming trip are-
- Disneyland Resort (I truly am a geek, This will be my second Disney resort in 6 months! What can i say it's my "Laughing Place"
- Ice Hockey Game (Ducks Vs Sharks this Saturday) this is about the only sport i have ever been slightly interested in.
- Taping of Chelsea Lately
- Vegas with my mates
- Grand Canyon
- New York, My second favorite city in the world, a week of soaking it in, Broadway (i think i have nailed down my choices, thanks Austin and Todd!)
- Driving to DC to NYC
- Washington DC, this is my forth trip to the states thought it was time i checked out your history.
- Catching up with Ezra
- Spending two days on the Set of a movie. (My friends best friend is an actor and he landed the leading role in a new big comic book movie coming out in 2011 so were catching up with him and hanging out with him at work for those last couple of days.. you should be able to figure out who this is by looking up Aussie actor comic book movie and 2011 :-p)
- Shopping! (Thank goodness the Aussie $$$ is fairing much better then 2 months ago against the US$$$)
- RELAXING!
Saturday, September 19, 2009
One
Friday, August 28, 2009
I GOT IT!!
Confidence
I wish i didn't but its one shell im having trouble breaking!
I don't really know why. It makes me very shy in large groups of people i don't know. Even online it gets me i rarely start a conversation on face book, I start to think, there probably busy, what if they don't want to chat? Insane I know.
Even when people approach me. I have lost about 37kg in the last 18 months and, especially at church, i get complimented. As soon as they say something i say thanks, then will always say something like "Just a few more kg and ill be done" Why can't i just take a compliment and be happy? I don't know.
I think it has to do with spending most of my life, bar the last few years, hiding so much of myself. I've always tried to deflect attention on myself, in fears of being found out to be the gay kid. Tried to blend in with everyone else's views, thoughts, opinions the list could go on.
Coming out slowly but surley has helped definatly. I'm not nearly as shy as i once was, working with the public got me out of my shell quick. Following that my thoughts have been coming out too, everyone now knows the disgusting humor i have, the love for just horrible pop music.
Still though anyone complimenting me makes me uncomferatble. I just can't figure out why?? Is it from growing up as the fat kid? Being the gay closet kid growing up? Church drilling us with how horrible pride is?
And how do i break this?
I have come along way the past few years, and love where i am in life i have the greatest friends i am 99.9% myself now, and the weight on my back of hiding is gone. Just this one last shell to break.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Twenty-Five
Saturday, August 1, 2009
What to See...
This was just in Melbourne, and i wasn't sure about it. I have never sat through the whole movie. But Elton John is a genius with musicals.. Just look at The Lion King
I have never seen Phantom, but Josh has. Does the NY version have the updated chandelier scene that i know Vegas has?
This is on in Melbourne at the moment, would be cheaper in NY, don't know much about it through
Wicked is Just wrapping up Melbourne and i saw it twice last year, but it is brilliant. Not sure if i can convince Josh to see it.
Chicago is just starting in Melbourne but would be better on the great white way i think. I love the movie, never seen the musical.
Ragtime, i have never heard of. It sounds like a revival and i know my mate was looking to see a classic.
Hair i know nothing about except one act ends in mass nudity :-p
West Side Story. Always been intrigued by. Never seen though, any good?
In The Heights. I know this one a tony award in the last few years. Know nothing beyond that.
South Pacific. Classic broadway i know, but i'm not too sure about it.
I know there are a few more show on Like Avenue Q, Lion King, Little Mermaid, Shrek. However i've either seen them or not interested. (I Really can't get my head around Shrek as a musical)
Even any plays out at the moment worth seeing? We were hoping "Mormon Musical" By the creators of South Park would be on but alas, no such luck
So anyone got any suggestions?
Sunday, July 19, 2009
All's quiet on the Southern front.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Prepare to be Freaked
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Just makes me Smile
Friday, April 17, 2009
Don't Judge a book by Its Cover...
Monday, February 23, 2009
My Post-Oscar Wrap
I sometimes think people must know I'm gay, because of some things I like, and do. For instance because I was willing to work Saturday to have today (Monday) off so I could watch the Oscars with a couple of mates.
It's like my AFL Grand Final (or Super-bowl for my Northern Hemisphere Friends)
I liked the changes this year; Hugh Jackman did great loved the musical number at the start. And fell more in love with Anne Hathaway to see how well she can sing.
I might be the only one who thinks that Slumdog shouldn't have one; it was enjoyable but not Oscar good. But its to their own.
High Points were defiantly the Milk wins. I loved this film and its message and learning about an important part of history that hit home for me. Dustin Lance Black won for best original screenplay for Milk. Well deserved and he gave a wonderful and heartfelt acceptance speech Here is a snippet of it that I loved:
"When I was 13 years old, my beautiful mother and my father moved me from a conservative Mormon home in San Antonio, Texas to California, and I heard the story of Harvey Milk. And it gave me hope. It gave me the hope to live my life. It gave me the hope one day I could live my life openly as who I am and then maybe even I could even fall in love and one day get married.
I wanna thank my mom, who has always loved me for who I am even when there was pressure not to. But most of all, if Harvey had not been taken from us 30 years ago, I think he'd want me to say to all of the gay and lesbian kids out there tonight who have been told that they are less than by their churches, by the government or by their families, that you are beautiful, wonderful creatures of value and that no matter what anyone tells you, God does love you and that very soon, I promise you, you will have equal rights federally, across this great nation of ours.
Thank you. Thank you. And thank you, God, for giving us Harvey Milk"
It was brilliant to see Kate Winslet finally won! She is one of my favorite actors and after seeing her playing "herself" in Extras I fell in love with her even more. She is an actor of such versatility and depth I'm sure we will see her win more Academy awards in the future.
Then my friend and I both were hoping Sean Penn would win over Mickey Rouke and he did! Besides the personal connection to a film like Milk, I truly think Sean was the best actor in the category his performance was astounding and stood above the rest as far as I'm concerned. He also gave a brilliant speech with a powerful message on equal rights-
"…For those who saw the signs of hatred as our cars drove in tonight, I think that it is a good time for those who voted for the ban against gay marriage to sit and reflect, and anticipate the or great shame, and the shame in their grandchildren’s eyes if they continue that way of support. We’ve got to have equal rights for everyone..."
Overall a great Oscars I really enjoyed it and am glad I took the day off work. These are like watching a sports final for me, and I'm ok with that :-)
Monday, January 26, 2009
"I still call Australia home"


This type of post would come to a shock to many of my friends. I don’t really come off as passionate or patriotic. I hate AFL (Australian Football League) and Cricket. Australian politics bore me and I never seem to care too much about the outcome here. One of my biggest goals is to move away and get a job and new life overseas.

Yet I am still very Australian. I never realised how many “traits” of an Australian I carry till I first went to America. I seriously thought I never said mate, turns out I use it, allot. When you’re the only one around saying it starts to standout. I embrace my “mateness” though. Also, get ready to cringe, there is nothing better then Vegemite on toast for breakfast.

I do love my country. No matter where I end up in this world Australia will always be my home. Our rich diversity, culture and nature are so unique. I sometimes forget how lucky I am to be an Australian. We have one of the most beautiful countries in the world, which I have been lucky to see allot of. Last year I visited my oldest friend who moved up to Magnetic Island, off the Northern coast of Queensland, and I hadn’t seen such beautiful untouched land in some time.
From the country to the city, to the coast, to the outback. I live in a country of such unimaginable splendour I have taken for granted all these years.
Even though I live in a country that the majority of people disagree with who i am, and the rights i know all deserve, I still love it. the freedom to choose what we feel is right is not something i would want to live without, even when it is against me. We can only continue to live in harmony and together and hope that our examples can change other's views and beliefs on issues that differ from our own beliefs. I do have hope in this country, that it will continue to evolve and work to equal rights for all, along with the rest of the world.
I am proud to say I am Australian, and will always, no matter where I end up in this amazing world, call Australia Home.
Happy Australia Day.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Doubt

Today I went with a friend and saw Doubt. This was an excellent film. The entire cast were amazing and the story is chilling. I won’t go into too many details as not to spoil it. It has to do with the Catholic Church in the late 70’s and a Nun’s (Amy Adams) suspicions that the priest (Phillip Seymour Hoffman) is molesting a child in the school. She tells the head nun (The brilliant Meryl Streep) her suspicions and the Head nun’s headstrong mission to bring down the priest on no evidence whatsoever is the bulk of the film.
The film had many great messages in it about judgment, gossip and of course the title doubt.
Throughout the film and the rest of today I have been distracted and consumed on thinking about that word Doubt.
My doubts are growing especially in the church. I think on some level they have always been there right from my younger years. It’s weird I have always just “coasted” along in the church. I did it all scouts, because it’s what you did. Ventures, because it’s what you did. Youth Programmes, because it’s what you did. Even Seminary. I did all four years without missing a day, at 6am in the freaking morning! I’m convinced that’s why 7 years later I’m still always tired.
Even out of 4 years of study I know nothing. I remember sitting with my best friend as she slept through the entire thing woke up for any scripture games and just won them all much to the annoyance of the teacher. Looking back I’m not even sure why I never missed a day. I wasn’t pressured to go 100%. I remember Romans 1:16 and that’s about it:
Romans 1:16
16 ¶ For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ: for it is the power of God unto salvation to every one that believeth; to the Jew first, and also to the Greek.
It’s amazing now that I think about it that this is the one thing I remember from Seminary, besides the pissing around with friends. I keep saying this scripture and I think it has hit me.
I think I may realise my problem I don’t know if I believe it. I mean the church itself, I’m not sure I believe it. There has always been some doubt in my mind. I believe in Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ and the Holy Ghost, hell even the gospel the scriptures I think I believe. However the LDS Church and what it stands for, I’m just not sure I believe it.
A church that I have been apart of my entire life. I have struggled with all my life on some level. I have known since I can remember having feelings of attraction that I was different that I was gay. I tried to convince myself that maybe it was cause I hadn’t even done anything intimate with a girl, maybe I was bi, but on some level I know I have always been gay. This has always been there, and even though I knew this church’s stance on my feelings and urges,
I have known inside me there isn’t anything wrong with them. I could never get my head around the fact that Heavenly Father created me and these feelings came with it, how could his church be against me if he made me like this?
So with this doubt always being in the back, front and side of my mind I think it made me never get too spiritually/or otherwise involved in the church in my teenage years to even now. I have beared my testimony which has always been your stock standard mix of what you hear in most testimonies. All talks I have ever done have been all business no personal stories or antiqudotes. All lessons I have ever taught all from the manual, I guess spiritual inspiration has never played apart in my involvement in the church, which is my own fault too.
I thought I’d be okay with “coasting” along still for a while, however a proposition in another country, in another hemisphere, seemingly so far from my world, changed all that. Still a couple of months later it still sits on my mind. It breaks my heart that this church I grew up in doesn’t truly love and accept me for the person I am. To the point of spending money, interjecting in politics and spreading hate towards me, us.
Recently I was sitting in sacrament meeting, it was the Christmas one. The choir was singing O Holy Night. It was beautiful. I remember closing my eyes and feeling so badly how I wished someone I loved was with me to hold my hand and enjoy that with me. The sprit I felt then with my hand open next to me on the pew with my eye’s closed thinking of this perfect loving moment.
I knew that my heavenly father wants nothing more than for me to be happy and in love with my partner and be able to sit there holding his hand and not be ashamed or segregated for it.
That I have no Doubt in.










