I have been waiting so long to buy one, but the store I always go to didn't have any in stock. soooOoOooOOo I went next door and bought one. I love it. I was in class holding it in my arms and stroking the cover (cus it felt amazinnng and new) and i looked over and one of my classes was looking at me with such confusion.
I have been feeling stressed lately. It wasn't fully reaslised until I found myself wanting ice cream all. the. time.
I deactivated facebook. I dont like facebook anyway and it feels so nice not to have that. I probably wont be invited to events though... people seem to depend a lot on it... like, "if you're not my friend on facebook... you're not my friend." sort of thing.
I was reading some of Miranda July's blog and there was this project on "Learning to Love You More" and there was one exercise to write goodbyes to things - It was suitably called, "Say Goodbye"
"Sometimes it is hard to say goodbye. It is easier to keep holding on. But in the long run it's usually a good idea to let go... It allows room for new things ... "
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I am thinking of taking photographs of (or drawing the faces of) the strangers I meet. Today I met a Japanese lady on the tram. She was asking me for directions and I didn't know how to tell her that the tram wasn't going to go to her stop because there had been an accident and thus a change of route. Whenever I tried to tell her, she would smile and nod and say "gooood goood." and continue to put her make up on. Luckily for me (and for her) the accident was cleared quickly and the route changed back to normal.
On Friday after class, I met this guy called Lachlan. I was waiting for friend's to text me and I was sitting by the wall and taking photos of the sky. I saw him walk past me and he stopped. I looked up and he asked, "What are youuu doing?" and I said, "... I am taking photos of the sky." he replied with such excitement, "I TAKE PHOTOS OF THE SKY!" and he proceeded to take out his phone and show me some photos that he had taken. All I said was, "that's cool.." He continued to stand there and I thought to myself, "... he's not leaving is he?" so we had a very staggered conversation. He was an... environmental science or .. social science student. I don't remember... He was a pretty nice guy. It was just a bit awkward with comments like when he asked, "What are you doing here?" I replied, " Oh I'm just waiting for a friend." and he replied, "OH!! I thought it was going to be like one of those movies where you say "I'm just waiting for a friend" but really you're not waiting for a friend... and then you ask me to be your friend." and i just replied, "... haha.. noo.. i'm actually waiting for a friend."
and then when he asked me what I studied I said, "Interior design." and he replied, "I thought those glasses suggested you were in design."
ANYWAY
Friday evening at the Gallery exhibition opening. I met Vic's Friend's Friend whose name was Pete. He was a super nice man because he was actually making conversation with me over this immense crowd of people. We were both obviously feeling a little out of place, so it was good to talk to him. I awkwardly drunk my rum the wrong way and had it like.. in my throat and couldn't breathe. I was acting like everything was normal though and he looked at me and asked, "are you ok???" and I said, "i am just dying it is fiiiiine."
I saw some beautiful tribute art while there.
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Skies I have seen
Things I want
Languages I have failed to learn
Places I've been
People I've seen and met
(I am showing one of my high school friend's and her group of Thai friend's around the city. They laughed at me lots because they thought I was cute.)
(setting a tiny amethyst stone)
Things I have made
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