Pairs holds the key to my heart♪

Yes, I am starting to see a pattern in my titles. I like music, so sue me. It's the window to the soul or something, right? Okay, maybe not...

The key to my soul, my heart, that's 17 071.65km away (give or take the few hundred kms between where I live and Sydney): La Tour Eiffel, à Paris, en France.

I love Italy, I love Australia, I even kind of loved America (the San Francisco/Disney Land aspect of it anyway) but France, and Paris, is, and will always be, my one true love.

But it's the kind of one true love that'll always be far away. I love Paris, I will always love Paris yet I doubt I will ever be strong enough, brave enough, to uproot my life and leave my family and friends to move halfway across the world to a city, and a country, where the people are not my own.
I could find a guy, fall in love, get married but I don't think I could ever leave Australia.
I love Paris, but Australia, all of Australia, is home. While I'd love the fashion and weather of France, I'd miss the bush and the '4-seasons-in-one-day/if-you-dont-like-the-weather-wait-5-minutes' of Victoria.

To put it simply, I'd miss the yellow grass.
When I went to France, the biggest difference I noticed between Australia and France was the grass. While it was ture that in Australia we were just coming out of a hot and dry summer and France was coming out of winter, the grass was really green. After 10+ years of drought in Australia even throughout the winter the grass never reached that leafy bright green I saw in France.

I suppose what I started off saying in this post isn't really true. Maybe I should've said; I love Italy, Paris holds the key to my heart but I still call Australia home.

I think the point is: I miss Paris, even though it's been 3 years since I've been there, or maybe especially because.

You know you live in Australia when...

I'm sure you've seen a list of such "distinctly Aussie" things before.
My contribution is; 'You know you live in Australia when news reporters use football fields as a type of measurement.'

That's what they use to put a large area into perspective for the average Australian. Football fields. Not basketball courts or swimming pools, football fields. That's what the everyday Australian can relate to. That's a size and distance they can fathom.

AFL is such an integral part of our lives, especially in Victoria, even if we don't follow it or even like it all that much. Chances are, that at one point in your life, you've held a footy, given it a kick (possibly failed at it as I did many times as a kid) and tried to chase after it as it bounced in every which direction. You've probably even seen bits of a match or two over your life, maybe even been to a game, even though you're not an avid football supporter.

The players are "heroes" or disappointments, depending on the person (*cough*Brendan Fevola*cough*).
They're in the media almost every other week and we have a whole back page of the paper dedicated to them everyday.

You may not love it, you may not watch it, but it's a part of your life, that fact, I believe, is undeniable.

*It's what brings us together, that sets us apart.*

Last night i saw Sucker Punch at the cinema. I went in unsure how it would go, for i had seen the trailer for the movie, and a clip, and liked it, however i had heard a couple of bad reviews saying it was repeatitive. However it was amazing. I think the fact that i heard it was bad and then went in expecting an everage movie made it better. There is nothing worse than watching a film and being underwhelmed because someone told you it would be amazing. The only thing that would make the film better would be if it was in 3D. It was everything you want a film to be, which is something different. I can't say that i have ever seen a film like it. But i am not going to ruin it for you. If you want, go watch it for yourself. The point im trying to make is that many movies try to insult our intelligence. They try to explain every single detail, so that at the end we walk out of the cinema and the only thing we can say to our friend is whether we enjoyed it or not. I love watching a movie where after it you can analyse it, and figure out what didn't make sense to begin with.
Recently there have been quite a few movies that i have enjoyed because of this, one of  them being Black Swan.
I could rave about how much i love these movies, and why, but ultimatley that may just make them underwhelming for anyone who wants to see them. All i will say, is that they are worth the shot.

Did curiosity really kill the cat?

After starting to take public transport more often i have started to believe that you don't need to go to university to become a psycologist. I love watching people on the train. In a way its like reading a book, where you only given a small piece of information, and you have to figure out the rest. They can be anyone you want them to be.
For instance, i was waiting for the bus one day and man in his car was stuck in traffic because the boom gates were held down for about ten minutes. He was in his forties, playing loud country music, singing along happily without even realising that he had attracted the attention of about 15 people waiting at the bus stop with his loud music. After about 5 minutes he got out some bits of paper and started reading, and as he read he started getting frustrated and stopped singing. And it made me curious about what he had just read that made him look so unhappy. It occurred to me how strange it was to want to know something about someone i didn't know at all.
 Its like the way everyone crowds around the site of an accident, trying to figure out what happened. Because even though we don't know the people involved, we have a need to know everything. Are we too curious for our own good? Who knows, but at least it keeps me entertained on the way to uni every morning.