Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Thank you, good luck and good bye!

Hey there all of my lovelies! :)

So it's official. Starlit Corner* is now on WordPress. I am quite enjoying my new home and I've settled in quite nicely. I hope that you will follow me on my journey too. Otherwise, I just wanted to say thank you for all the support. It's been so tremendous and I've come through so much with this blog and I feel sad to be leaving her behind. But we must keep moving forward and it was time...

To all my fellow bloggers, good luck! If you're moving over to WordPress, please pop me a message so I can re-follow you. I will keep reading all of the blogs on my Google list so I won't miss out.

All the love and happiness in the world. Goodbye!


PS. I close this blog on 20 000 page views! How exciting! :D

Friday, February 22, 2013

Migrating from Blogger to Wordpress

I'm moving! :D


Don't worry, it'll be a while before I completely leave Blogger. I'm still working my way through Wordpress and trying to make sure I've done everything right. There are so many things to think about... SEO, 301 redirecting, blah blah blah. My head hurts.But for now, here is my new site. :)

I hope that you will follow me on my journey. Thank you for all the support for the past 3 years!

Lots of love

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

The City of Perth (and a little moan about unemployment..)

Unemployment really sucks.

And not because I'm broke or anything. (Don't get me wrong - the money would be great as would financial independence.) But unemployment really sucks because after three years of studying Journalism, I am addicted to a life of routine and deadlines. I am addicted to the fast-paced independent lifestyle that I had a taste of when I was in university.

Unemployment is also really frustrating.

Mostly because I'm a writer and the moment I stop doing things and learning things - guess what, my inspiration takes a long walk off of a short pier.

As a result, instead of trying to (quite painfully) drag a meaningful post out of my soul, I thought I'd show you a couple more photos from Perth. What I loved most about the city was its juxtaposition of old and new and that it paid equal attention to preservation, modernisation and TREES.

If there's one thing that tends to make me sad about cities, it is definitely the fact that everywhere you look it's all concrete and tar and glass and stainless steel. Perth was quite the exception. It was beautifully designed and taken care of. It was also one of the most cleanest cities I've ever been in.

The Perth Cultural Centre was my favourite place to be. It is the collective names for places like the Art Gallery of WA, the WA Museum, Alexander Library and the Perth Institute of Contemporary Arts.

The Centre has been designed and decorated by artists and designers. It has multiple art installations as well as manicured gardens and quotes and maps painted out on the ground.

It was also the place where I happened to see a lady pushing a dog around in a stroller. It was simultaneously awesome and weird and hilarious.

Anyway, today is uber hot so instead of boring you with more words, here are my photos. :)

When we visited Perth City, over the Christmas period, this building was decorated with kids on skateboards and people singing carols. In the picture below, you can see its full setting - right opposite a shopping centre. The weird green thing in the middle is one of Perth's art installations. I tried my best to understand it. I really did.

This stained glass window was in a shopping centre. I was so surprised to see it, it felt both out of place but also wonderfully perfect.

The next few photos show the giant skyscrapers of the city, often flanked by the original little buildings. Perth City has done so well to preserve that part of their heritage.

This especially caught my eye because they had decided to keep the face of the original building and erect department stores right behind it. Oh how the times have changed. ;) I stood and wondered what the original buildings might have housed.
This quote stood in the Perth Cultural Centre, right at the beginning of one of the many paths in.

The Perth Cultural Centre has the most beautiful art gallery. I would willing live inside it. 

I couldn't resist ;)

This photo was taken under duress but who wouldn't want to stand in the middle of a rainbow? :D

This little amphitheatre is used to air art films, student productions and other things. Just off to the left is the quaintest little bar that often hosts live music. 

The museum is housed in the original Perth library building.

My favourite art installation. The photo below explains it.

Have you been to Perth? Did you enjoy it? Send me photos/stories. :)

I'm off now. Hope you all have a lovely evening/morning/afternoon.. wherever you are.

Lots of love


Monday, January 28, 2013

Across the universe...

Okay, not quite the universe but it was a long journey across the ocean all the way to Perth, WA to see my absolute fave person in the world. On a chilly Saturday morning, he met me in the airport at 2am for what was to be the most amazing month and a half of my life.

Now that all the excitement is over and I'm back in not-as-sunny Natal, I am here to tell you all about it. First things first. If you're new here, this is my boyfriend, Jayd. We've been long distance for about two and a half years now. He's in Australia, I'm in South Africa, somehow we make it work.

This holiday was something of an experiment for us to see if we could actually live together and not kill each other. And it went pretty well I think all things considered. (Some threats were made but we resolved things before they went too far. :P)

After all those years making fun of South Africans who moved to Australia (and while I was there I realised  the full extent of it, every second person I met was an ex-South African!) I FINALLY UNDERSTAND. Australia is so damn amazing! The beaches were beautiful, the weather was great (too hot, I'll admit but great otherwise) and the city. oh my hat. the city. I am definitely a city girl. There were vintage pop up shops everywhere I looked! Multiple orgasms I tell you. One such shop is Neon Pony

They had stunning collections and the store was so wonderfully colourful and happy. 


This was a gorgeous little dress that I found but alas
the finances would not allow for such a purchase. Silly exchange rates. 

The store that I went to was in Northbridge but according to their page, the store has moved. I am definitely going to look them up the next time I'm in sunny Australia. :D And you should too! And maybe buy me a little something... ;)

Star* xxx

Saturday, November 17, 2012

Goodbyes suck so bad.

I woke up this morning to people who are anxious that there won't be any more twinkies in the world because Hostess went belly up and some person on the news telling me that Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez were spotted on a date together and this might mean that they aren't broken up after all and everywhere I look people are being just generally stupid or horrible or crazy... And I think to myself, let's just go back to bed. It's safe and warm there.

But I drag myself to the shower and stand under the water and curse the heavens because we can travel to the deepest part of the ocean and throw men out of spaceships a million miles above the ground and yet we can't seem to master the simple task of creating a shower system that doesn't have just two water temperature options - scalding, torturous hot or Arctic effing cold.

I get dressed and go off to the library to print the readings I need for my exam and then I walk back home trying to decide if I feel more concerned about the fact that I'm currently holding what seems like an entire rain forest worth of paper in my arms or the fact that it cost me R50 to do so.

And all of this pales in comparison to the fact that a few hours ago I said goodbye to one of my very best friends because this is my last year of university and I won't be coming back to this town and I don't know when I'll see her again. Growing up really sucks, you know? I remember being a kid and how easy it was to promise to be there for someone forever. I don't know if that's because we genuinely felt that we wouldn't survive unless we were with them forever or because the concept of 'forever' eluded us so entirely that it seemed entirely likely, even normal, that people should be together forever.

After she left, I sat on my bed and thought about all of the memories I had of us. After only three years, it feels strange knowing that she won't be around every day. We'll still talk all the time and stay in touch but it's the little things you miss. The chats in passing during the day, the giggles in class because we're so thoroughly bored, the conversations about boys and how stupid they are, the hugs, the laughing.

When I think about all of my very best friends, the one thing that they all have in common is that I wish everyone in the world had a chance to know them. And I really wish all of you knew her. If I could pick only two words to describe her, they would be 'happy' and 'strong'.

The hardest part about leaving a place is leaving behind all the people and the person you are with those people. She makes me work harder and want to do better and be better. I don't think I would have survived my time at Rhodes without her. She's inspiring, even if she doesn't know it.

So as I crawl into bed tonight, of all the things I'm sad about in this world, of all the things that could make me cry, it's saying goodbye to her.

Here's to surviving our undergrad degree together, from first year French classes to third year Media Studies and everything in between.

All my love.

Thursday, November 15, 2012

Early morning thoughts...

I love learning.

I'm not ashamed to say it. It's the reason why I love being a journalist. I get paid to research, discover, grow and change. It's my job to know things and occasionally, write about them. And university has been a great experience simply because it is three dedicated years of learning. Sometimes when I'm up at ridiculous hours like this battling my insomnia, I read articles for my degree. And whenever I finish one, I sit in my chair and stare at the wall, having just had my world paradigm shifted 180 degrees and think to myself:


And I absolutely love that feeling. I never want to stop learning. Yes. That's right. I am a giant nerd face. But you already knew that...

But the biggest failing of university - especially for liberal arts degrees like mine - is that our capacity and abilities are measured by our performance in a three hour exam. We do a different sort of learning to people who study maths and science. And I differentiate between learning and studying because I think learning is a process during which you read and you think and you form opinions. You argue. You become violently depressed and then crazily optimistic. And studying is the process of putting knowledge into your head. I would really like my doctor to have studied medicine and not, read articles and philosophised about it.

Exams for liberal arts is so pointless. You learn nothing when it's done forcefully. I think our best work happens when we write essays. We think. We change. We rewrite. And that's where we learn the most.

I'm excited that my studying time is over. But the learning will never end and I'm even more excited for all the things I have yet to learn...

Anyway, that's it for now. I better get some sleep before my Journalism exam (which is in about five hours by the way.) :)

Good night & sweet dreams,

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Dreaming about Keanu Reeves

It was perfect. We lived together in the cutest little house in the country and there was a big oak tree in the yard and a swing. And the house had bay windows and French doors and a room just for my books. We owned a bakery and Keanu would bring me delicious pastries for tea time. We would sit in the sun and be happy and in love. It was beautiful.

And then my silly boyfriend woke me up and ruined it. I went back to sleep and hoped the dream would come back but it didn't....

I will never forget, Keanu. Never ever. *swoons*