<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 08:23:02 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>KatieLou Makeup Artist</title><description></description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-7539119015396465351</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 08:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-22T00:23:02.153-08:00</atom:updated><title>thoughts</title><description>one of my favourite clients (MFC for short from now on) came into the salon the other day and through the course of her appointment asked me what i was doing on the weekend. i gave my standard, no lie, response. 'nothing. i'm being boring. how about you?' this nice deflection usually means a. i don't have to talk about myself and b. i can get the client talking about themselves. usually they love doing that. Unfortunately MFC didn't want to talk about herself this day. she said 'kate, i am old and can afford to stay home and be boring, i have lots of memories to keep me going. you? you need to go out and be making memories. make memories for when you're old'. i never thought that staying home and doing nothing was actually depriving me of experiences and stories when i grow old. hopefully stories i can tell my children or grandchildren, or if that never happens for me, my nieces and nephews. so it got me thinking about what creates memories for me that hearten me and i will always cherish and hopefully appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the hot wet salty breeze that hugs my parents home on a summer day&lt;br /&gt;2. the smell of sunscreen and hot concrete being splashed by pool water&lt;br /&gt;3. the fresh, cool feeling that comes from a long shower&lt;br /&gt;4. warm, fat rain drops that bounce on the muddy grass and trickle down your back when you walk through it&lt;br /&gt;5. the joyful meowing of my cat when she hears my car in the driveway&lt;br /&gt;6. the smell of fresh basil and rosemary and oregano in the planter pots in my kitchen as the breeze catches their leaves&lt;br /&gt;7. the smell of roccoco on clean skin when pat's trying to impress me&lt;br /&gt;8. the feel of cool clean sheets and newly vaccuumed carpet&lt;br /&gt;9. cold seafood coupled with colder wine and good company&lt;br /&gt;10. the soft cooing of music in the player whilst lying on the balcony doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;11. cocooned in a movie theatre by myself watching a movie i am going to cry at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised that most of these things are enjoyed by me on my own, or with very little input of others. i don't know if this is just who i am, or if perhaps it is a coping mechanism to deal with the occasional melancholy feeling that comes from self imposed loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. floating on a pool noodle with the sun on my cheeks and the chatter of a good friend beside me.&lt;br /&gt;13. laughing with patrick at lily being an eccentric.&lt;br /&gt;14. impromptu visits to restaurants and movies&lt;br /&gt;15. bbq's in a park in the evenings with good friends&lt;br /&gt;16. waking up with a strong pair of arms around me and a kitten curled up at my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a couple that definately needed others which makes me feel great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will work on this. i will try and create some memories of recent times and not let my anxiety well up on me too much. i'll definately stop trying to use my anxiety as a crutch and an excuse not to do things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-7539119015396465351?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2009/11/thoughts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-7151078481665109116</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 13:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-14T06:38:52.010-07:00</atom:updated><title>Update for 2009!!</title><description>So i promised my grandfather that I'd update my blog. Sorry Fa!! A lot has happened to me and mine since my last post...September 2008! wow. its been a while. i think my life has gotten away from me, i promise myself i'll do things, i'll update blogs, i'll see people, i'll go out when in truth I just seem to work, come home, wake up, go to work. its a bit of a cycle since i started my hairdressing apprenticeship. I realise now as i write, my life is so far off course to what i thought i'd be doing now when i made my last post. i thought i'd be working with makeup, making use of my course, paying my parents back in large quantities and basically being a grown up!! at present i am (still!) studying, this time its my hairdressing apprenticeship, i am almost 6 months in, and its going pretty slow... 3 years it'll be in total. I am actually really enjoying it, its challenging, when its not boring which it can be at times, it also keeps me from being too lonely when pat's not home. he's away 9 days on, 6 days off now, he's studying and i'm so glad that he seems to be enjoying it. Anyway,, enough whinging yeah! i have nothing really to complain about, just getting back into the swing of the blog.... I have my gorgeous kitten Lily to keep me company, and she's very good at that.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/uploaded_images/_MG_8128-783765.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-7151078481665109116?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2009/04/update-for-2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-83577150136764484</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 05:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-16T22:20:50.463-07:00</atom:updated><title>We are getting a kitten!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/uploaded_images/1-729578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/uploaded_images/1-729120.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellooooo everyone! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet Delilah! She is a gorgeous little devon rex kitten from a cattery in the Gold Coast called &lt;a href="http://www.jarlyndevonsandminis.com/home"&gt;Jarlyn&lt;/a&gt;. Pat goes to pick her up on Friday! I'm really jealous because I wish I was there to take her home with us! But its ok, I'm in Newcastle, working for a place called &lt;a href="http://www.glamourshots.com.au/"&gt;Glamour Shots&lt;/a&gt;.....enough said! I'll be home soon and playing with Delilah and giving her hugs! So anyways I'll be back in Brissy on Monday and then Pat leaves on Tuesday which is sad but its life! He'll be back a week later and I have Delilah to keep me company now! I just realised i have used a lot of exclamation points! wow! haha! ok enough now and back to work....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-83577150136764484?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2008/09/we-are-getting-kitten.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-5433969173393858233</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Aug 2008 04:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-12T21:40:12.919-07:00</atom:updated><title>Thursday is now D-Day</title><description>Ok so my meeting for Tuesday is now on tomorrow instead, i'm nervous. This isn't a job interview so much of a 'what can you do' meeting. I desperately want something to come of this, even if its a 'good good you're on the right track' you know? In true interview style I have a big, red, angry Mt Everest erupting just above my lip. I never get spots anymore! why now, you stupid interview Gods who hate me??? Oh well, guess i'll just have to do my best at covering it up. do you think i could make a whole prosthetic face that i can pull out for occasions such as this? just go to my interviews as a totally different person?? maybe thats something to consider! then if it goes bad i could reinterview as myself again! Oh and i saw mum and dad on the TV today at the Olympics, nothing but their big honking heads on the screen just behind the swimmers at the cube. Pretty cool huh! Feeling pretty jealous right about now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-5433969173393858233?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2008/08/thursday-is-now-d-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-7488055255011063022</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Aug 2008 01:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-09T19:02:09.718-07:00</atom:updated><title>I'm Home</title><description>Ok so I'm home again! its very weird! being home with pat is great but career wise I'm feeling a little frightened! Its so funny to think you're going to finish your study and walk into a job, because the reality is that it never happens, of course it doesn't stop you from thinking that way! I've got a couple of little things lined up and at least two meetings so lets cross our fingers shall we???!!! I've uploaded some of my portfolio here in my album. I am currently sending it to be printed in time for a meeting I have on Tuesday. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-7488055255011063022?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2008/08/im-home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-6290881300158725439</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 18:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-10T12:03:51.634-07:00</atom:updated><title>Only Two Weeks to Go then NO SCHOOL! :(</title><description>I am feeling very conflicted! I have only two weeks of school left to go!I am holidaying after that but the time has flown, the pace of life is so busy and after being so tired my eyes are falling out of my head, i'm not sure that i want to leave! Obviously i want to come home and see everyone, see the new apartment and be in a climate that isn't smoggy, but i am feeling like maybe i want to stay. Maybe everyone should just move over here. I don't know!!!! I know it will get harder for me the closer it comes to going home, and even more so when mum and pat are here, because then i will only need the rest of my family over here and i'd be right! god its funny the way people's minds work isn't it? why do i want to stay? i can't even work if i stay here! its crazy crazy crazy! Maybe its just that i'm comfortable here again! missing everyone and i'll write again soon. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s go to the album and see my monster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-6290881300158725439?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2008/06/only-two-weeks-to-go-then-no-school.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-574478160507165503</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2008 07:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-26T00:45:05.794-07:00</atom:updated><title>Day Off Tomorrow! Weeee!</title><description>ok so i have a bit of insomnia. I've taken a sleeping tablet but still cannot sleep. luckily i have a day off tomorrow, its a public holiday here called Memorial Day, i think its like our ANZAC Day. Just got off the phone to Uncle B and Phoenix and Kaelan, it is really good to chat to people from home, and the kids make me smile just by hearing their voices so it was a good pick me up! Today i went for a walk and then went to the gym, i must have been feeling energetic. This backfired at about 5pm this afternoon when i decided i did not want to go out drinking as i was absolutely stuffed....note to self, drink first then exercise....wait that didn't really come out right. i meant exercise when i am not going to go out to avoid the 'i'm too tired' excuse....one i seem to be pulling too regularly. I'm not really a club girl, i did try for a while there but nah, i find my own company and that of my computer alot more stimulating than going to a club where you can't hear a word anyone is saying, only to be ignored by half the group you went with because they are all trying to hook up! Puhlease! i'd rather stay home, and live through their experiences when they retell the next day! Plus i get the bored look on my face in the club that people think i put on to make myself seem more interesting, but really, i'm just bored :) i think i might go to the movies tomorrow, then maybe go for a quiet margarita with some girls from school.....is there ever such a thing as a quiet margarita?? I'm not even sure that i can drink tomorrow if it is like ANZAC day.....Anyway peace out peeps, i'll try and post something less rambling and nothing-like another day.....lack of sleep is melting my brain....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-574478160507165503?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2008/05/day-off-tomorrow-weeee.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-2710732589740663660</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 18:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-24T03:38:18.038-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>some movies for thought. So far we've been given movies to review that excel in the field that we are learning about each week. I've made the list so far and i'll edit it as i got along, only one more week of movies anyway:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Sea Inside (Aging Makeup)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La Vie En Rose (Aging Makeup)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean 1 (for Hand Layed Hairwork)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean 2 and 3 (for Lace Piece Hairwork)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passion of the Christ (for Hand Layed Hairwork)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Austin Powers 1, 2 and 3 (for Bald Cap)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Philadelphia (Bald Cap)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fight Club (injury simulation)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Salton Sea (Character Development)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite having to watch these in a learning sense, they are actually still really good movies so i suggest you watch them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-2710732589740663660?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2008/05/some-movies-for-thought.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-4433351085495478048</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 May 2008 03:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-03T20:41:45.174-07:00</atom:updated><title>Update</title><description>Ok so going into week five of school and week six of being here. i cannot believe how time is flying here. it seems like there are not enough hours in the day to get everything done. i just finished my old age exam, which went well, i think, we just get told 'pass' or 'redo' and i got told i passed so that is all i need to hear apparently =) I start beards and hairwork on monday so that will be tough, really tough, but fun!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle George and Aunty Helen are here at the moment, we went to this awesome restaurant last night that had this pond flowing through the middle, covered and filled with fish, so that when you walk along it looks like you are walking on water, plus the fish look up your skirt, i'm sure of it...We had lobster and garlic noodles, plus a mixed platter thing and then some more garlic noodles and tiger prawns. I'm going to Santa Monica with them tomorrow so that will be good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i went and got a hair cut and a manicure and pedicure. pampering is really quite good for the soul. i was only going to go and watch the girls get theirs but when it came down to it, i really wanted to get it. the hairdresser took a little bit too much of the length of my hair but it still looks pretty good, i'm happy, it doesn't feel so dead! plus my nails are a garnet colour, so are my toes, so its nice not to look down and see chipped nail polish and PLUS i got to sit in a massage chair while they did it. very relaxed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway i have only a little bit of time before i go out, possibly, i don't know. i better go and join the conversation about where/what/when we are going. its a bit of a shamozzle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you and miss you all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-4433351085495478048?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2008/05/update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-4107993614255632712</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 09:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-20T11:26:55.249-07:00</atom:updated><title>drunken posts</title><description>i really shouldn't write posts after being out for a night on the town. i have had way too much to drink and i should be in bed but i'm biding the time till i can call pat and have a chat to him. we went to a new club tonight, very much like the australian clubs only there is a queue outside. normally in australia if there is a queue, people go elsewhere. the problem is that here, people want to see others and be seen, and i am not used to so much wealth being displayed. people here often use money as a belt, as a reason that you should be friends with them. i am used to people with debt, or not much money coming in, so coming in to a place that has a pool in their main foyer and a view to absolutely die for is a revelation to me. it was a pretty good night all round but still a little bit surreal for me who is a bit of a small town girl obviously. anyway i've got to go have a shower. i'll probably be sleeping off a hangover in the morning....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-4107993614255632712?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2008/04/drunken-posts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-4450025884989579755</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 02:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-10T19:17:42.345-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Q</category><title>I think i'm in a bit of a weird mood.</title><description>Well, i think i'm in a bit of a wierdo mood today. I guess i think for the moment at least, i have gotten rid of most of the homesickness. Not all of it of course! I think i might always be a bit homesick especially whilst pat and i are apart and whilst mum and dad aren't coming to visit :D I think the sole reason for feeling this good is that i got sick of all of the walking i was doing to and from the train station with my 9lb (5kg) text book and various makeup crap, (my neck is so stiff!) so this morning i jumped on the first bus that arrived at the stop directly out the front of my door and thought 'stuff it! if i'm late to school because its headed to San Fransisco, i'll just call school and explain'. And the bloody bus dropped me off not even two blocks from the school less than half an hour later and i've dragged my crap for more than an hour each way, twice a day for a week because i was too scared to get on bus!!! I am a total loser!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also at school each day we have to pair up and one be the model and the other be the student, i was with a beautiful, super modelesque Chinese girl called Ting Ting today and she tweezed and trimmed the hell out of my eyebrows and they are the best they've ever looked! great confidence booster! also i tried to take a million photos of them cause they look so good and the photos are a little wierd but they are in the album anyway. Its my turn to have a go on her tomorrow and i'm really looking forward to it *evil grin*. Also i'm feeling a little safer now i know some tricks and am going to a place called Staples later in the week to buy my very first can of pepper spray!!! haha!! that is so American. but every girl in my class has a can and they keep it on them at all times, obviously just having it is a deterrent for crims.....they hold it in their hand when they are walking on their own at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway i'm off to the all-you-can-eat pizza night the hotel is having.....i can only eat maybe two slices (they are the size of your head) but people are eating a jillion pieces left, right and center so i don't think i should pay the whole $4 if people who eat more only have to pay $4.....i won't argue the point though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you and miss you all xoxoxoxoxox &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-4450025884989579755?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2008/04/i-think-im-in-bit-of-weird-mood.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-3951241809342949793</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2008 01:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-03T18:36:55.083-07:00</atom:updated><title>America Day Three</title><description>Ok so now that i've got this blog thing working i really don't have any excuses not to make it work do i? i have been to the academy and visited, it looks really good, there is also a little tiny dog that runs around in a sweater and it is so funny cause it doesn't walk anywhere it just runs and runs, really fast, it is quite cute! Tomorrow i am doing a tour of LA which starts at 9am our time and finishes at 6 pm or so so it'll be a big day. Today i went to Grauman's Chinese Theatre, the area on the Hollywood Walk of Fame where the hands and feet of the stars are in the pavement. also the start of the area that has the stars in the pavement too. there are so many!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-3951241809342949793?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2008/04/america-day-three.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-2217702578184550370</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2008 01:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-03T18:25:50.479-07:00</atom:updated><title>Day One Finally works! YeeHa!</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Day one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Made it. Just . The 20 minute trip from the airport actually took more than an hour and a half due to the shooting and killing of a person on the highway by the police. Scary! Good ol’ America lives up to its name within the first half hour of my stepping foot off the plane. Have photos of all the helicopters circling the highway.  Am desperate for a sim card to call home. You can’t even imagine how badly I want to contact home at the moment. I am a bit worried about the hotel. It’s a bit of a shithole. In fairness I haven’t looked inside yet but I am only going to pay for a week at a time because I really want to find somewhere else. Still have an hour and a half to go before I can check in and the minute I do I want to have a sleep and re-energise my chi. Whatever a chi is. The flight wasn’t so bad. I think I wanted to stay on the plane cause then I wouldn’t have to face all this stuff on my own. The plane is a lot more comfortable than dirty downtown hollywood. I have to say I got an exited feeling in my belly when I saw the hollywood sign. Everything is so smoggy though, like you’re looking through glass that has been smeared with Vaseline. I still haven’t gotten the hang of tipping. I tipped the shuttle bus driver and I must have given him a goodie cause his face lit up and he thanked me. Maybe because I was on the bus with other aussies and  I think only one or two of them tipped him. Also I have just bought a hot chocolate in Starbucks on Hollywood Boulevard and dropped a dollar in their tip jar. I really don’t know what I am doing!!! I am also sitting next to possibly the most hideous drag queen ever. She has red lipstick smeared up and out of her lip line, wearing unflattering pants and the dankest, bleach damaged hair ever. I think I am feeling a bit unsafe at the moment. I want to find somewhere that isn’t dirty, looks like the locks actually work and somewhere close to where I’m studying. If I just go to sleep today, which is possible after I get a sim card I might just go find the academy tomorrow. I’m not even going to unpack my bags. That’s how negative the place is looking to me at the moment. Hopefully the room will have linen. Have just realised something. Practically every single person who has served me today has been of latin decent. So many latin accents. I am feeling a little disillusioned with where I am at the moment. Give me beautiful Brisbane any day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Ok in hindsight i realise that yesterday i might just have been tired! It's actually quite nice, not clean by any stroke of the imagination but not as bad as my tired mind made it. The room is actually really comfy and the only problem i have is with the toilet. but that is fine it's just a bit dodgy. Anyway today i'll go and look for the academy and see where i'll be studying. there's lots of struggling actors and directors around here. i know it sounds dumb but i never really considered how this is the place 'to be discovered'! hopefully i'll make some good contacts cause you never know who's gonna be the next big thing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-2217702578184550370?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2008/04/day-one-finally-works-yeeha.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-5247884028074055223</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 15:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-02T09:51:03.152-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/uploaded_images/DSCF1896-772708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/uploaded_images/DSCF1896-771971.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/uploaded_images/DSCF1868-784745.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/uploaded_images/DSCF1877-729920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/uploaded_images/DSCF1877-729192.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well the blog is stuffing up and won't let me copy my post in here. i wrote nearly an essay on my first day and you'll all just have to imagine what it says because i can't figure out how to get it up here! the photos are of my first glimpse of the hollywood sign, my plane and a couple of the cop cars on the highway yesterday. there was a shooting. i can't get over that. i think i am just going to have to get used to it as it seems as though it is a regular occurance here. pat how do i fix this? i can't get it to work :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love to all and hopefully you'll be able to see my post soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-5247884028074055223?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2008/04/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-6460295151731636429</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Feb 2008 14:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-11T06:16:12.773-08:00</atom:updated><title>America Baby Here I Come!!!</title><description>Ok so I'm finally starting to get excited. I can't believe that its almost time for me to go to the states. Pats just been offered a new 'job' inside his job which is great, a bit sad that he might not get to see me off but oh well, thems are the breaks ;) we've also just booked our holiday. Its gonna be so so so good! when pat arrives in June we're gonna spend two nights in LA, then on a Contiki tour down to 2 nights in San Diego, spend a day in Tijuana, the through the Sonoran Desert to a night in Phoenix Arizona, up through Sedona to 2 nights in the Grand Canyon, through Route 66 to 2 nights in Las Vegas up the the Mojave Desert and Sierra Nevada Mountains through to 2 nights in Yosemite National Park and finishing in San Fransisco. From there we'll spend 2 nights on our own in San Fran and over to 4 nights in New York, down to 2 nights in DC to see a friend of mine who i haven't seen for ages and am so excited to see, then down to 2 nights in New Orleans for some culture and jazz and then back through LA to Auckland and then to home! Phew! it is gonna be the best holiday ever ever ever!!! I really wanna see bourbon st in New Orleans and The Lion King on Broadway in New York. I'd also love to see Niagra Falls and god just everything everything everything! I'm also starting to get slightly more nervous about the Joe Blasco Makeup Centre West and also way way more excited at the same time! how's that possible?!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-6460295151731636429?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2008/02/america-baby-here-i-come.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-8191349581676937294</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Dec 2007 09:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-11T02:09:04.838-08:00</atom:updated><title>So This Is My First Post!</title><description>ok so I'm not great at these things. Blog also sounds like a dirty word. Pat set this up for me as a way to let everyone know what I'm up to whilst I'm away next year. For those who've accidentally stumbled upon this site maybe it will be best for you to walk away now!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking about a lot of things lately. I have copious amounts of random thoughts just jumping through my head. Firstly I just saw a news report on a new movement in the government who want to place a child's weight and fitness on a report card. What is wrong with the world!?!?! The first thing a child does is look at their report card to see what's written there. Its not as though its something that can ''secretly'' be reported back to a parent without the child knowing. Children can be so cruel! why would people deliberately put children through body worries so early?And surely it is the parent's call as to whether their child needs help in a particular part of their life- not some fat-arsed governmental 'official' who is blaming his weight gain on his mammy not telling him he was fat when he was little. sorry- sensitive issue here i guess. I just sometimes look at the world and think that maybe we are getting it all wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also have been looking at my own life and thinking that i am really sick of everywhere i turn being a mess. i don't deliberately try for mess, i just surround myself with it. I wish i could be one of those people where you just drop by their place unannounced and their place is bloody spotless and perfect and its obvious that that is how they keep it ALL the time not just when they are expecting visitors or their mum around. i will do a load of washing and turn around two minutes later for there to be three more loads-have a large mexican family immigrated into my room when i wasn't looking and started a having a bloody fiesta here?? I looked outside today and there is a garbage bag full of empty beer bottles and rum bottles and various other recyclables....i haven't drunk anything out of a bloody bottle for months now...where the hell did it come from? its not mine! i  am a little shamed to admit that i don't even recycle so who's rubbish is this?!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can see that this is just going to be a big gripe page so for every negative i will try to write a positive....ok so i'm really looking for two positives now....1.I washed my hair this afternoon and it smells great! (not that it smelt bad before but i'm loving the freshy nice washed feeling) and 2.I spent a wonderful afternoon with ngairi this arvo- haven't caught up with her in ages so it was real nice to see her again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok thats the positives and the negatives that i am going to list for today. Hopefully i'll keep this up but it may go the way of facebook and myspace and my email inbox and become a place that only randomly gets checked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-8191349581676937294?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2007/12/so-this-is-my-first-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-3477248546203436734</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Dec 2007 13:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-11T01:52:09.405-08:00</atom:updated><title>Look at this face!!! and those glorious locks...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/katieglanville/FirstAlbum/photo#5139661001822279794"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/katieglanville/R1O-czeLmHI/AAAAAAAAADU/D7Ug6vzBld8/s288/PB110008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the handsome man who created this blog....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-3477248546203436734?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2007/12/will-this-work.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-1848915096647910589</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Dec 2007 08:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-03T00:51:07.243-08:00</atom:updated><title>test</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/uploaded_images/PB220095-753705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/uploaded_images/PB220095-752966.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-1848915096647910589?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2007/12/test.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1078059193608956859.post-466061210160020351</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 01:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-30T17:35:11.473-08:00</atom:updated><title>Test</title><description>Hello, testing one, two, three&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1078059193608956859-466061210160020351?l=www.katielou.com.au%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.katielou.com.au/blog/2007/11/test.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (KatieLou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
