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Eating Day @ Bondi Beach

Bondi Beach, contrary to it’s name, does not refer only to the vast expanse of golden sand. Rather, Bondi Beach encompasses a strip of streets, with more streets coming off said streets, weaving their way until you reach Bondi Junction. Where the massive shopping centre is and where the hipsters are, relatively, not so everywhere.

Classic.

But everywhere you go, always take the weather-

Wait sorry, I got carried away. But from everywhere you go, every street you walk, every shop you enter (don’t take me super literally here), you can see the shimmering ocean lapping at the sand on the beach. It is gorgeous. I feel like the idea of an Australian summer was created by Bondi Beach.

Now why can’t I show you a picture of said beautiful view. Because I was too busy eating my gelato. You’ll see. You already got a hint…

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CCU Undercover: Goodtime Diner

“It’s always a good time! Woah-oooh-oh-oh-oh, Woah-oooh-oh-oh, it’s always a good time!”

CCU removed her earphones with Carly Rae Jepsen’s song that was perfect for the movement. Scouring around Zara in Bondi’s Westfield, she began earnestly searching for the diner! She wasn’t exactly sure where she was going when suddenly, she bumped into a menu stand!!

Typical display of CCU-style clumsy of course!

A little bruised, not really battered, CCU made her way in… and ended up in New Orleans?

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CCU Undercover: Twisted Frozen Yoghurt

CCU could feel her head spinning. Mouth dry, surrounded by exquisitely bright colours, blending into one. It was like Vivid (Sydney’s light show) was surrounding her, but she provided the strobe lights from within herself.

CCU was quite, very Twisted. Not on drugs, not drunk.

Just high on frozen yoghurt and life.

Kids, don’t do drugs. Who was she kidding… kids and adults, don’t do drugs!

Do frozen yoghurt. 🙂 

Especially if you chance by this store…

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I had just finished watching The Fault In Our Stars. Even as I type, the soundtrack is playing in the background. What else could you expect me to be but a blubbery, red-eyed, teary little girl, wishing she simultaneously had and had not just experienced the roller coaster of emotion that she had?

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But I will write more on that movie later, I promise.

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