Friday, March 25, 2011

Friday, March 18, 2011

Life plan.

Obviously the best way to avoid wasting my life is this:


STEP ONE
- Finish diploma of Justice Adminstration. I only have two subjects to go... even if they are hideous online subjects.

- Continue making my magazine and attempting to make a name for myself.


- Invite Beau over so he can teach me how to use my recording equipment.


- Begin doing a yoga class a week (aim to be able to do this by the end of the year)


- Continue doing Jiu Jitsu once a week (aim to become a blue belt by the end of the year)

STEP TWO

- Go to London at the end of this year or next (depending on whether I get into university mid-year or not) and work in a classic London Pub. This will be a place for taking it easy and having fun. Also saving a little money. I also want to go all around Europe and to my beloved Italy. I must improve in Italian before I return.

STEP THREE
- Finish degree in Arts (Where I shall increase my knowledge in all things I am interested in that won't make me a career aka photography, writing, music, sociology and Italian. But ALSO science.)
- Do degree in MEDICINE and take up yoga as more than just a hobby, but a LIFESTYLE.
I can study medicine and be a yoga teacher whilst I learn. God I want this. But I also want to be an infamous writer-slash-female-version-of-morrissesy-mixed-with-Conor-Oberst.

This seems so obvious. And so freaking simple. But right now I feel like this:



Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Day 2: Who I am most closest with and for the longest time...



This is a slightly depressing question because automatically I think the answer MUST be my mother. And it's probably true. The person I am closest with and have been for the longest time is the person who is moving three hours away at the end of the year. I don't want to think about that so I shall call in my back-up plan, Drunkle. My wonderous, drunk uncle.

Above is a picture of the two of us in 2009, on a treni from Florence to Pisa. We were pretending to be angry at one another, but I can't remember why.

Anyway, here are some things that have been inspiring me lately, something chronic.

Um. This cottage. It was well time I started looking for potential homes for the whole "moving out" thing, and found THIS increible little place on Red Hill, what three minutes to the city instead of an hour (where I am now)? And.... it has a LOFT.


Which is quite handy, seeing as one of my favourite bedrooms is....


This coat. I decided to spend my last $200 on it. Because nothing is more important than doing homeless in styyyyyyle.


This CD. I love this band. I was on a bus, it was very in the morning, coming home from the valley, and this amazing band came on the radio, with all it's morrissey-esque voice and cheery accordian-ness. I spent about four weeks looking for them, and finally found out, thanks to Red Socks who is more of a genius than he knows.



These bottles. I took this picture with my phone camera from a book in boarders. I am going to collect fantastic and colourful bottles now.


Her hair is the same colour as mine and I love the purple. Thus I bought this eye shadow. I do not look the same. But I shall post pictures, at some stage. ;)

30 Day Challenge

30 day photograph challenge: I don't post often enough.


Day 01 - A picture of yourself with ten facts

Day 02 - A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest

Day 03 - A picture of the cast from your favorite show

Day 04 - A picture of your night

Day 05 - A picture of your favorite memory

Day 06 - A picture of a person you'd love to trade places with for a day

Day 07 - A picture of your most treasured item

Day 08 - A picture that makes you laugh

Day 09 - A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most

Day 10 - A picture of the person you do the most ****** up things with

Day 11 - A picture of something you hate

Day 12 - A picture of something you love

Day 13 - A picture of your favorite band or artist

Day 14 - A picture of someone you could never imagine your life without

Day 15 - A picture of something you want to do before you die

Day 16 - A picture of someone who inspires you

Day 17 - A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently

Day 18 - A picture of your biggest insecurity

Day 19 - A picture and a letter

Day 20 - A picture of somewhere you'd love to travel

Day 21 - A picture of something you wish you could forget

Day 22 - A picture of something you wish you were better at

Day 23 - A picture of your favorite book

Day 24 - A picture of something you wish you could change

Day 25 - A picture of your day

Day 26 - A picture of something that means a lot to you

Day 27 - A picture of yourself and a family member

Day 28 - A picture of something you're afraid of

Day 29 - A picture that can always make you smile

Day 30 - A picture of someone you miss














Day 1: A photograph of me and ten facts about myself:




Facts:

1. I actually have red hair now.

2. I don't want to die until after I have recorded a song... with Conor Oberst.

3. I don't wake up properly until the sun has gone down.

4. I wish my feet were prettier and that I had blue eyes.

5. I want to study medicine.

6. I am terrified about having to move out of home.

7. I am terrified about wasting my life.

8. I want to travel. Right now. As in, drive to the airport and be on the next plane out of here

9. I adore yoghurt, sushi and hommus. .

10. I do not like waking up tired.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

The Radio

Just like comfortable life is lived with peers and feather,
I’m slightly off-tune, slightly out of ‘together‘. In the background (amongst the crackles and pops) I hear the distant voices behind distant clocks.
I run into you on the station untuned, where in the background voices echo like fumes.
Blame me on a station static,
Your connection is down, your life in the attic.
The radio, like a wave of life, you’ve been born into power, but the tuning’s not right.
Voices stream through white noise but the words make no sense,
Like a shiny gold dollar when your currency’s pence.
I don’t know what to call it, or what to call you, but we’re on the same wavelength, off the tuning by two.