For any of you that have ever been lost you would know the feeling of impending doom, shortly after panic sets in. Yes I must admit that last night I got lost, in a major way. After driving down the same road (well what I thought was the same road anyway!) for a good 20mins, one begins to ponder.. Have I missed the turn? Why are the signs so small? Why does the sun have to shine right into my eyes? Why does there have to be so much traffic? Why today? Why me? And then, the moment of truth, you see something familiar which is somewhat comforting, yet terrifying at the same time.

Then realisation is that Yes you’ve missed the turn. Yes the signs were very small. Yes the sun is right up there. Yes it’s peak hour traffic. Today? The game’s on today. You? You bought the tickets and wanted to go. This familiar inanimate object I stumbled across did happen to be the story bridge at which point I knew it was time to admit I was lost. I’ve driven across the bridge several times, but usually in the opposite direction going home! Ok so figuring I was well on my way to heading into the city, brain quickly thought.. “Go to a quiet side street, call your friend, and figure out how to get the hell outta here”.

Finding a quiet side street in the city isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be! Using “the force” I took the first left off the bridge and the first left off that street. But then magic happened, I recognised the area I was in. Could this be? Could I actually have somewhat familiarised myself with the city? So turning into the first parking lot I found, I rang my friend and arranged to meet him at the train station. Which lead me to my next issue (among many others! But lets not go there ), where on earth is the train station from my current location.

Again, using “the force” I started walking. Lucky for me straight away I found a street very familiar, so soon enough I made it to the train station. My what an adventure it was. Me, not being overly familiar with the city, let alone driving by myself in it, did find it empowering in a way, that although the night could’ve turned out a lot worse (images of me driving around the city until I run out of petrol and getting attacked by some psycho sprung to mind), it all turned out ok in the end.

What about the ROAR game you might ask? Well we got our but kicked… again! But was a pretty good game to watch – even though I froze my butt off because I left my jumper in the car! Just another thing that made the night all the more memorable! hehe.

Hey…

I just got home from what I thought was a great game. My team LFC played my friends team Doughnut, and it was a battle to the end which was won by the grade 1 team – D. Ok so we didn’t win, big deal. We just played a team 3 divisions higher then us, and we put up a hell of a fight in the process. I particularly enjoyed myself playing my mate. We always joked at work about playing eachother, and it was soo cool to actually have the chance to do it! I know my teammates feel disappointed now, but they’ll get over it. Realistically, we can’t be too surprised at the loss but proud of how we played. Beating ourselves up over it won’t change anything, time to focus on next weekend instead.

Which kinda leads me to my next issue that really bugs me – criticising eachother or other teams, as well as people that think they’re all that and a pack of potato chips – when clearly they’re not. Ok so maybe there isn’t a clear connection, but I’ve been meaning to write about it so bear with me.   

My first beef – criticising. One question, what’s the point? Talking about another team negatively before a match isn’t going to make us play harder, or help our mental state of mind.  From what I’ve noticed, all it does is freak out some players and make them approach the game thinking “shit shit shit”. Not beneficial last time I checked. Especially when you’re friends with people on the team being criticised by your own teammates. Doesn’t give you a warm and fuzzy feeling inside. Actually quite infuriating, but then you’re caught in the middle because you don’t want to cause tension among your team, but you want to rip their eyes out for insulting your friends. Dilemma dilemma dilemma!

Second beef – “You’re all that! NOT!” What is it with players that think they’re the bees knees when they come to playing and everyone else is below them? Reality check! We’re playing for fun.. or doesn’t that part really matter anymore? Being competitive is fine but looking down on others and vocalising it is not cool!

Ok had to get that off my chest. Thanks for listening! hehe. Until next time! Oh did I tell you I’m going to the Qld Roar vs. Melbourne game next Friday after work? Hello!!!  

Yesterday was so much fun! At 2:40 I had my first game of the season with Azurri and we won! woo hoo! The score was 3-1 and I was thrilled that I scored the opening goal Then it was time to rush home and get ready for the Qld ROAR vs. Adelaide game. Attendance was almost at 15000, and we had awesome seats (western stand – middle section row 8). We were so close to the players, they didn’t look like ants anymore! The crowd was pumped and vocal – with chants of ‘bullshit pass’ and ‘you’re so shit its unbelieveable’ echoing throughout the stadium every time the Adelaide team made a pass. With a nailbiting finish, ROAR lost with a score of 1-0. Nonetheless, I had a great time and taking mum to her first ever soccer match made the night all the more special.

Now it’s time to look forward to today’s match – my mixed team LFC are playing a grade 1 team named Doughnut. I’ve been looking forward to playing this team for a while, as one of my workmates, a guy I look up to as a player, is lead striker. What will happen? Will we win? Tune in next time to find out

Ciao for now!

Good McMorning!

Ok so I went and saw Jackass 2 last night, and the first thought that springs to mind is WHY? Why would anyone want to inflict such pain, or perform such vile acts for the amusement of others? The fame? The money? Or just for a laugh? I’m guessing more than likely all of the above. But as they did these stunts, I must admit it was hard to look away. As much as I cringed and started feeling sick to my stomach, my curiosity got the better of me

Is it just me or has this week gone really slowly?? Highlights so far has been watching the Melbourne cup for which I picked 2nd and 3rd place – purely chosen cause I thought they were the cutest horses with the best names, well thought out I know! Other than that, getting heaps of great soccer advice from OJ that I will totally take on board, and actually being productive and getting two systems playing nice! woo hoo! Can life get any better? I think not

Career wise I’m sailing along, or is keeping my head above the water more appropriate? Nah I shouldn’t be too hard on myself, but I just can’t help myself. What can I say? I was never one of those kids growing up who knew exactly what they wanted to do and the direction their life was heading. I was always a bit uncertain, and with so many things that interested me I just couldn’t choose! Then I thought I did, coming into my final year of High School, I decided I was going to study law, and be the best Barrister this country’s ever seen. Yep I like thinking big! Hence the whole superstar rocker, but that story’s for another day! So anyway, after choosing subjects that would assist in moulding me into the perfect lawyer, and even doing work experience at a law firm, that wasn’t enough to keep me passionate. Weeks before applying for university courses, after a chance meeting with a friend of the family – currently a project manager – I just knew I had to give IT a try. So here I am, after 4 years of uni with a Honours degree in my hand, I’m working as a programmer.

Lets be honest, doing a degree in IT with no previous experience with computers was no picnic. There were several times I wanted to just give up and choose something else. At one point, I was so fed up that I even handed in my forms to change to Medicine – a dentist of all things. That dream abruptly ended when I had a reality check and realised medicine was not for me. 1. Can’t stand blood. 2. Would get too emotionally attached – heart broken if something went wrong. Would never be able to forgive myself. So as you can see, I figured with computers, there’s not a high chance of causing harm to others. Unless overcharging them for tolls counts?? So back to IT I went. Not only did I finish my degree, but from the first year onwards I started getting better, and actually ended up enjoying myself.

Call me whacky but I get off on a sense of accomplishment when you develop something from scratch, and it ACTUALLY WORKS! woo hoo. But all throughout my uni years, I must admit programming was a bit scary for me. Going from, how do i print a line? to working as a programmer as a living scared the hell out of me. So when taking up my current job, as you can imagine I was nervous. Okay pertrified! But after a year of IT support, I knew I had to change my life or I’d never be happy.

When the guys took me on as the only girl and youngest programmer on the team, I was nervous. I didnt know what they expected of me. I was very upfront and honest in the interview, but still felt like alright this is it Kitty, sink or swim. With the patience and help from my teammates I am now the girl that stands before you. Okay not literally but it sounds good, you know what I mean And now, working on a development project and being a part of developing a system, wow I never would’ve thought. But I’m very happy, and knowing my parents are proud of all I’ve achieved makes it all worthwhile!

Hey Happy Peoples!

Being the IT whiz that I am, I finally figured out how to create a page for my piccies. Woot! You can check them out at the link over there –>

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Oh My God! My teams rock! We won the final yesterday!!! So we were given wicked jugs as “trophies”. So cool! Taking those puppies to work today to show them off I’m so proud of all my teams. We did sooooo well. We’re even more determined to kick butt next season!! The other teams wont know what hit them!

Gotta go get ready for work now, over and out!

Hello ladies and gents,

OH MY GOD!!! This weekend is THE weekend for soccer! Out of 3 of my teams, 2 have made it through to the finals (My girls team and 1 mixed team). I’m so happy and proud of us. We’ve worked hard and I’m glad it’s paid off! Yesterday my girls and I played the top team, and unfortunately we lost 5-0. It was one hell of a game! Up until half time the other team was only winning 1-0, but they tired us out, and lets face it, we’re just better as a team. I joined the girls team a couple of months ago, so considering we haven’t had much of a chance to play together, we’ve all bonded really well to get this far. With next season just around the corner. As in, literally starting next week, I’m sure we’ll be even more of a force to be reckoned with! But hey, runners up still isn’t bad

So when’s my mixed team playing you must be dying to know? That’s on… TODAY!!! Oh my god oh my god oh my god! hehe. We’re playing at 5pm so it’s going to be the longest day ever! Will have to keep myself occupied with a bit of retail therapy I guess.. Stay tuned, will let you know how we go soon

 Keep Happy! Kitty K