A Hankering for Waffles

It is a well known fact that when a uni student has a craving for waffles and time on their hands, they will go to every length to find themselves a dose of this deliciously fattening dessert.

Every Tuesday I have the privilege of hanging out with four of my favourite people, going to lectures together, having coffee in our break and then tutes in the afternoon. Generally we just go to a local cafe, eat toasted cheese sandwiches, sip coffee and pretend to be mildly sophisticated. But this week, it simply wouldn’t do. Why? Because we wanted waffles. When we want waffles, ain’t nothin’ else happening until we get our hands on them waffles. So what did we do? We threw all appearances of sophistication out the window, grasped at the spontaneity of youth and journeyed to the city for some pancake manor waffles. We talked, we laughed, and one of us had slightly too much waffle.

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We felt fat, we felt full and the waffle hankering had been fulfilled. But no, the journey didn’t end there. Since we were already in the city and enjoying eachother’s company, why not be frivolous for just a little while longer? After all, we still had time to kill. So on went the escapade until we ended up in Bean (check out my previous blog post about this if you haven’t already) for coffee and more fun times. There was more conversation to be had, more food to be dreamed about and of course, more hilarity.

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After too much food but so many good times, we parted ways with lighter wallets and heavier… everything else….

But my blog isn’t supposed to be just recounts of my day and telling people the ins and outs of my life. So what am I actually here for? Well, let me enlighten you.

Sometimes it is the most simple things in life that are brilliant and often it is the times you share with other people that are the most brilliant of all. Have you ever watched someone laugh? Seen their smile light up their eyes in a way that nothing else can? Have you ever listened to someone share a memory? Afterwards left to sit, amazed by something that you yourself will never have the privilege of experiencing? These are the things I see every Tuesday. Keeping it simple is sometimes all you need. Waffles, laughter and spontaneous adventures are, most certainly, brilliant.

People are amazing.
So keep making friends and take them out for waffles
– Alice


My Irrational Inadequacy Complex

I have an irrational fear of trendy cafes. Shall I elaborate?

Every time I go into an epic cafe I feel like I am somehow undermining its trendiness, just by existing. I don’t know why I am so put off by these cafes. I’m certainly not lacking in confidence and I at least like to think I have enough style about me to be able to enjoy a caffeinated beverage without offending the next guy. So surely I should have no problem. But I do. With no reasonable explanation for my issue, I have dubbed this fear as an ‘irrational inadequacy complex’.

Irrational Inadequacy Complex:
The belief, with no justification, that one is unsuited to a particular experience due to perceived social inadequacy.

Let me help you get the full picture of this problem, by telling you a story.

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For the last three months, I have been walking past this same epic cafe, twice a week, to and from uni. It’s called Bean and is buried deep within the bowels of a very artistically decorated laneway, with a cute little banner inviting us in to ‘escape the city’. So of course the hipster inside me leapt with excitement at the thought of a new city hideaway. On multiple occasions, I thought to myself ‘I can do this. It’s just coffee. I’m a uni student. I belong darn it.’ With this little burst of courage I would turn slightly in the direction of the alley, see the paintings on the walls, be reminded of the trendiness I was about to be drowned in, and once again, my irrational inadequacy complex would kick in and I would continue on my way through the city, as if I’d never intended to indiscreetly enjoy a coffee in Bean cafe.

However, I was determined to conquer this irrational inadequacy complex and on a drizzly April day, I finally did it, with no regrets. I wandered down the cute little alley, turned a corner, ventured under scaffolding and climbed down a staircase to the fabulous little hollow of the city, known as Bean. Upon entering, I was welcomed by the warm glow of the gentle lighting, a casual and comfortable atmosphere with lounge chairs and boardgames everywhere. I was greeted by a very enthusiastic barista and I enjoyed a perfectly brewed cold drip coffee.

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I was also pleased to be reminded of the extent of the irrationality in my complex. Bean was full of regular people; a family, some hard working uni goers and at one point – to my delight – a couple of men in their 70s, who’d come for a casual gossip amongst the youths. It was brilliant. I had a great time, I had great coffee, and it was warm and inviting.

So what have we determined?

That my complex is, indeed, wildly irrational. That Bean definitely exudes a touch of brilliance. That this is most certainly my new favourite city jaunt.

So if you have this complex, don’t let it hold you back from a good beverage in a good place, because the fear is, indeed, irrational.

Stay happy and keep exploring,
– Alice

The Enthusiasm of a Busker

The other day I was doing my usual wanderings through the city and I stumbled across this guy:

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I’ve seen him around before, always in the same spot. But this time I noticed something.

You know how in my last blog, I mentioned how so many things go unnoticed by people staring at their watches, hoping they don’t miss their train? Whilst I did mean this in an allegorical sense, this busker has the unfortunate privilege of being the literal example of what I was describing. You see, he is placed directly out the front of a major bus station meaning almost everyone who passes him by is distracted; in haste to make sure they don’t miss their bus, or rushing from their bus to work because in typical bus fashion, it arrived late.

The reason I love this guy so much is because he’s not discouraged by the absent mindedness of passers-by. Very few notice him, and yet look at him. Just jamming out to his own tune. Having a great time, doing his thing. He looks happier than anyone else and yet to the world, he’s invisible. Also, can we just take a moment to appreciate his style? This guy is on point and his talent is incredible.

What I saw in this legend was most certainly a touch of brilliance. That little speck of light lost amongst the shadows, that burst of life amidst the mechanical movements of passers-by and a smile of genuine happiness that was contagious for those lucky enough to notice it. These people are worth noticing. They’re the kinds of people who would brighten your day with their own happiness. Thankyou sir, for being the legend that you are and being kind enough to share your enthusiasm with the rest of us.

So that’s all from me,

Stay happy!



Hello friends!

My name is Alice and I see the world differently. I think of life as a two part cocktail, made up of tangible and intangible elements. Life’s tangible elements are the things that can be measured; your achievements, your wealth, your time. In a society that is so obsessed with the ability to understand and measure everything, it is only natural that these are the things most people focus on everyday; the things that have the most influence on the judgement of our personal success and worth as a member of society. The importance of these tangible elements are so heavily established within our thought processes that they make us stressed, they make us sad, and sometimes they can blind us to the other half of life’s cocktail. The intangible elements are so often overlooked amidst the hustle and bustle of everyday life. I’m talking about the things that can’t be measured. To get philosophical about it, these are the things Alan Turing viewed as the defining elements of humanity, that separate man from machine. Our experiences, our memories, our emotions. In a world that is now so heavily focused on economic growth and scientific advances, it is no surprise that its people are becoming less like people and more like parts of a machine, wired for a specific purpose and drawn away from all the opportunities and experiences that make us human. This is sad.

But I don’t think it has to be this way. You know how I said I see life differently? This is what I meant.

I made a decision a while ago. That the intangible elements of life are just as important as the tangible. I work hard, yeah. Even though I avoid stressing out until it’s absolutely necessary, I still see the importance of ‘tangible success’. But you know what? Just to be really cliche, I’ll chuck this idea out there: life’s too short to miss an opportunity to smile. I’m one of those weird people that is always smiling. That says hello to strangers in a tone that is slightly too bright and happy to be appropriate in that particular situation. That finds hilarity in all the small things that no one else ever seems to notice. I love people. I love seeing them express themselves, I love hearing their stories and I love seeing them smile.

I wish other people could join me. It saddens me that so many people are missing out on so much brilliance. So I want to change it.

This blog is exactly as described. A documentation of life’s brilliance. Everything from talented buskers to creative fashion statements, to bustling cafes. All the things that people miss everyday as they stare down at their watches hoping they don’t miss their train. I want to make people smile. I want to bring together a community of people that have fun, smile way too often and say hi too happily, because that is what life is all about. I hope you will join me on my adventure.

Have fun and be brilliant,

– Alice