If only...

So. Dreaming big. Work experience is nagging at the back of all year 10's across the continent, and refusing to leave them alone until we secure ourselves a position. I should have organized myself, however they gave me a little, no, thats an understatement, a very large pack of information filled with super duper handy tips and opening lines and rules and dates and anything else you can possibly think of that has anything to do with anything. Phew.. As I said, I'm dreaming big. When I'm older, hopefully slightly taller and most defiantly wiser, I aspire to work in the design industry. There is no doubt about it. I've know since I was at the age where instead of simply pinning back annoying strands of hair behind your ear, the only obvious solution seems to cut it all off... Yes, I've know for an awfully long time. The Madonna of Architecture in Australia, Sean Godsell. What more do I have to say? Sean was going to design a house for our farm, which at the time i imagined it to turn out something like this...
How stupid. My poor, developing mushy brain didn't understand that the man who had helped me rescue a stooopid litle rainbow trout from a water tank, the one who lost his compass at our farm, (which my mumma found- nice one mum), was the world renouded, Sean Godsell. Winner of countless prestigious awards for practically every single dam house he has designed. In 2006 he received the Victorian Premier’s Design Award and the RAIA, The Robin Boyd Award and in 2007 he received the Capochin residential architecture award in Italy and a Chicago Athenaeum award in the USA, In July 2002 the English design magazine wallpaper listed him as one of ten people destined to ‘change the way we live’. He was the only Australian and the only Architect in the group. Little did I realised that we could of had something like this...

and this....

There are simply too many houses and tooo many photos to put up, as my poor computer cannot handle it, nor can my patience. Once again, Dreaming BIG, Im praying to the most heavenly of gods, that I can do work experience there. If not, I may possibly die. Sarah you can have my leaf. Sophie you can have...ummm the other leaf. Rachel you can have my dog, because i know how much you want one... Vixsen, you can have my little sister, George, you can have some of my hair if you want, not all of it, just a little top up you know (give you some volume...), sacha you can have all my clothes, and my crazy 12 year old scrunchie.... Fingers crossedd