Ladies and Gentlemen… they’re off!

Friday morning I awoke early, slightly nervous yet very excited. I’d slept poorly Thursday night, due to a combination of too much lactose and an intense desire for Friday to arrive. It was. after all, the day I had been waiting for.

Let me take you back 2 years, 1 month and 28 days. The last ever day I was braces free with crooked teeth. I looked a little something like this:

On the crooked teeth scale, 7 is the level used to signify ‘severe over crowding’. I placed level 14 on that scale. I received 4 extractions and I discovered I was the proud owner of 7 wisdom teeth. I did not miss-type just then.. I literally have 7 wisdom teeth.

The next morning, September 3rd 2007 I set off to the Orthodontist, where a man named David Vautin proceeded to glue brackets onto my remaining teeth and then fit a wire and a plate. The result looked a little something like this:

The above photo was taken the day I got my braces on. After seeing this photo I decided there was no way I was smiling with my mouth open and so for the next 4 weeks remained quite firmly tight lipped and covered my mouth with my hand while talking. This got a little old, and by the end of the month I was smiling open mouthed:

This is me on the family holiday to Sydney. Still very crowded looking in there but boy were things straightening out. Looking back now, I realise the initial movement was very fast and obvious. Exactly one year later those teeth were starting to look good:

If you look closely, you can see my bands, which were my constant companions for about a year. When David finally told me I wouldn’t have to wear them anymore I nearly cried with relief. Not even kidding. They are a pain in the bum and you should pity anyone who has to wear them. Although I am glad I didn’t have to wear headgear. By the end of 2008 my mouth looked like this:

I was very comfortable now and had the strong belief that I suited braces. In fact I liked them. Well, I didn't like the pain and the cut up lips or pokey bits of wire but I liked the look of them. And so 2009 came bringing with it great expectations. This would be the year that the braces would be removed. I held great hopes for the month of March, as I was originally quoted 18 months. However, March came and went and by June the braces were still on. This distressed me a little as in June I played Dorothy in the school Musical ‘The Wiz’ and would have loved to have them off for this. It didn't happen:

Looking at this photo I realise my teeth were not straight. The frustrated rants (about how there was nothing wrong with my teeth anymore and the braces should be off) given to my friends during this month were.. lets face it, immature and not warranted. By late July I looked a little like this:

And finally, FINALLY, in early September David announced that the braces were coming off! Friday the 30th of October 2009, at 9am my braces were removed at a lovely, albeit slightly painful, appointment. This my friends, is the result we’ve all been waiting for:

Please excuse the hideous make up job – it was fluro bowling night at Youth and these are the only pictures I have at the moment… expect more. I’m a little proud of my new smile.

One last picture… my new cheesy grin!

driving miss daisy

I’m a learner driver. Have been for oh about 14 months now. Unfortunately I’m not too fussed on the whole being in control of a car thing. I don’t really know what my problem is. I mean, I know that the ability to drive is ultimately for my benefit. But for some reason I have no motivation to get my P’s. I realise that next year when I need to get myself around I will totally regret my slackness but for now, I am quite content to sit back and let someone else do the driving.

To make matters worse, 3 people I know have died in car accidents this year. One of them was a guy I went to school with – it only happened this weekend. It’s really not helping me or giving me the desire to drive. At all.

I should probably get over it, suck it up and get on with it. And I will. I swear I will. Just in my own time.

mayana banana

Happy 9 months Mayana! You’re the best niece in the world and I love you lots and lots!

*Mayana dressed a bunny. She refused to look at the camera and instead looked away with a face that said ‘I can’t believe you’re making me wear this!’

I've been to heaven

I have a new favourite place. It’s a beautiful cafe, new to the Noosa Civic, called Chocolat. For weeks my mum and I have walked past the shop, waiting for it to open so we can try it out. Well it finally opened and try it we did. Zoey, Bethanie, Mayana, Mum and myself toddled off on Saturday morning to indulge in a ‘chocolate high tea’. This ‘high tea’ was only $30 and served 2, although 2 of us struggled to finish it.

Basically, each of us got a silver platter with about 6 little chocolate desserts on it. Our eyes grew wide, our mouths began to drool and our stomachs grumbled. But this was not all that was brought out to us.

A white chocolate Panacotta with a strawberry coulis was then brought out. We sat, wondering how on earth we were meant to eat all of this delectable food when suddenly, our waitress appeared once more carrying this:

A chocolate crème brûlée. I can’t even begin to explain how heavenly these desserts were. One word that pops into mind is AMAZING!!

So we begin. Eating, talking, eating, talking, laughing, eating, laughing hysterically,  getting full now, giggling uncontrollably. Then, the pièce de résistance arrives. A hot chocolate shot.

This is basically liquid chocolate. I kid you not. And if we weren’t on a sugar high prior to this, we certainly were after.

An hour and a half later we rolled out of the shop, more full than I have ever been in my entire life. Like I said, I have a new favourite place. I plan on going here a lot. I’ll probably get fat, but it will totally be worth it.

Festival Times

Friday night was my last ever school festival and boy was it busy. The action kicked off at 4.30pm with the first annual ‘original song writers competition’.  After being pressured by a lot of my friends and family, I decided to enter just for laughs. There were some great prizes up for grabs including music shop vouchers up to $200 and first prize – a free recording of your song, so I thought to myself ‘Why not?’. I pondered over what song to enter and finally decided upon the song I wrote for my cert III class ‘Say it Again’. I was up first, which was a little nerve racking, but I had some of my wonderfully talented friends (Melanda and Danielle) singing with me and my little Bro playing the guitar.  There are some amazingly gifted kids at my school so I really didn’t expect anything. But I ended up winning!! So I’ll be recording sometime soon!! I’ll keep you up to date with all of that and let you know how it goes.

Next up on my schedule of events was my last ever cert III performance. My band Four |on |One performed 4 songs: ‘Steal my Kisses’, ‘In the Jungle’ transitioned into ‘I Can See Clearly Now’, ‘Naive’ and ‘Man in the Mirror’.

I’ll upload a video of ‘Man in the Mirror’ a bit later for your viewing pleasure because I’ve been told that it was our best song.

I didn’t get to do much more after that, apart from some very silly photos taken with my friends which will be appearing on my blog at a later date.

Hope everyone’s Friday night was as fun as mine!

Love Alexie.

some band photos

Let me know which ones you like...



The photos are a part of one of my cert III music assessments. It's all to do with 'develop and promote image'. I'm not sure which photos I like, so any help with which ones to use would be greatly appreciated! We're performing at my school's festival on Friday... should be interesting.

why hello there

I write to you from the airconditioned comfort of...my school. That's right my friends - the internet blocker (which currently bans all access to facebook, myspace, mylifeisaverage.com, other interesting sites that may lead to procrastination during class, and so called 'social networks') allows blogger!! Armed with this new information I sit here and apologise once again for my extreme slackness in regularly updating my blog. I think my main problem is that I always think my life is too boring for anyone to actually want to read about it. However, I realise that this is my blog and if my life is boring than so be it! Please expect more posts... I may write from school more often!