y tu mama tambien

I couldn't get to sleep last night - So I sat up and watched y tu mama tambien and finally got to bed at around 3am. Now I really want to go on a roadtrip, I don't even care where to - I guess the best part is the journey itself, not so much the destination - it's such a great film.





When I got myself out of bed at around 9am I had a banana, vegemite toast and some tea.

I did some washing and showered, then drove into the city to pick up Ben to have lunch in Paddington. We went to a little cafe on Latrobe Terrace and ate and chatted for well over an hour - mainly about how small Brisbane is and the positive and negative things that come with its country town feel, uni and what we want to do with ourselves, and some ideas for going camping etc.

After lunch we wandered around the antique and op-shops and popped into the new retro metro store to check out some cool clothes - I've decided I want a black leather jacket and some black raybans - I wanna be James Dean. From there we came to my house to pick up some menshealth magazines that I wanted him to read - he's a big fan of fitness, not in a jock meat-head kind of body building way, but more like understanding how his body works and working towards optimal health kind of way. Also, I had a book (The Six Thinking Hats by Edward de Bono) that I wanted him to give to Sharon - it's a book that I got before I started my education degree that explains the concept of parallel thinking - not knowing I'd be studying it first semester.

We went back to Ben's place where I discovered a few singers that I didn't think anybody in my circle of friends would have heard of, much less have a record of, were within his collection of music, and he played some records he thought I might like. Would you believe I'd never actually heard Bettie Davis sing? He fixed that.

When I came home I took a look at my floordrobe and decided that I would put it in the 'too hard' basket, for now anyway - besides, the kitten enjoys making a little nest in all those clothes.

I had a special present left at my doorstep tonight too! Isaac sent me a message to open my front door - I thought it was a joke, and didn't even bother to get up, but rather replied with a witty message. He told me that there was something there for me (and that this time it wasn't a baby) and to really get up and check.
Eariler in the day he had asked if him and Sarah could come and visit me tonight - and I politely declined.

On my doorstep was a Harry Potter bag (I do enjoy Harry Potter) full of my favourite lollies (Clouds, Strawberries and Cream and candy bracelets - for future reference) AND poptart smores, I was surprised that they remembered these were my favourite poptarts. Inside the bag was a card too - "To our dearest Christopher, Just a little gift to show how much we love you! Thank you for being such an amazing friend. Love and kisses, Sarah and Isaac"
Those bitches know my weakness is food, those sly devils.

I'm back to work tomorrow. I start at 1pm, so I still get to have a sleep in!

Disasterpiece

Today the rain had packed up and left town - and I'm glad it did. I woke up and made eggs and toast for breakfast, then hung out the clothes that had been waiting like me, for the rain to stop.

I went to Ben's house to pick up the bag I had left there on Sunday night. Him and Sharon were celebrating their anniversary, and Ben had set up a perfectly set dinner table, complete with flowers and candles in the middle of his room for her as a surprise. He's a jem.

I went to Spotlight to get some material to make a cravat to wear to the premiere of Coco avant Chanel - for which I had a ticket! Canapes and Champagne before the film were a major drawcard. I got some light blue check material to put on the hem of my denim shorts too.

Now I was deciding whether I should go into detail about how my evening ended where it did - and I figure I shouldn't exclude details to avoid offending my friends, they're big enough to handle it.

I had arranged with Sarah to meet at my place at 5:30 to catch a train into the City from here to make it in time for the 6pm start, she was running late. At 6:10 when Sarah still hadn't arrived I decided that I would just drive myself in so I didn't miss the action. Once I got into the city; full of peak-hour traffic, I began my hunt for a carpark. It would happen that a car ahead of me was reversing out of a park - but the driver decided that looking in the direction that you are moving isn't so important when operating a vehicle and planted their car right into mine.
There was nowhere for me to pull over and I was in a single lane street in peak-hour, I had to keep driving to find somewhere to pull over, which didn't eventuate. I didn't even get the drivers details, I was too worried about getting off the road and checking out the damage (which I didn't get to do until I got home).

By this point it was 6:40, there was no way that I was getting to see that film. I decided to just go home. I arrived home and inspected the damage to my poor car, a nice big dint on my front left pannel. Not happy at all. I had planned to catch up with friends at Gerties for a drink after the film - I cancelled that because I was in such a foul mood.

So the night of fashion, fun and films that was planned turned into me in my pyjamas, stewing on my failed night.

On a positive note I've made more progress for the pictorial I'm putting together to be published in Turpentine magazine. I now have two amazing photographers on board (Michelle Lane http://mishylane.blogspot.com/ and Shannon Luk, a Make-Up Artist/Choreographer (Charley - the lady in charge of the mag) and the offer of stylists! We're looking for a dance studio to shoot in at the moment, we're just lucky that between us we have some brilliant contacts - networking is an amazing thing.

Can I blame the rain?

I didn't get out of bed until around 10:30 this morning. I had a peanut butter and jam sandwich for breakfast - It covers a few food groups I guess.

The rain and the cold has a funny way of bringing down moods, or making us lazy and unproductive. I dragged myself out of bed and decided a warm bath would better suit the mood of the day than a shower. I jumped in the tub and read for an hour. I'm reading about 5 books at the moment, all of them VERY different:

1) The Winner Stands Alone - Paulo Coelho
2) Crimes Against Humanity - Geoffrey Robertson
3) The Great Gatsby - F. Scott Fitzgerald
4) Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh
5) The Curious Case of the Dog in the Night - Mark Haddon

They keep me thinking and entertained, and having 5 on the go at the same time keeps me from losing interest.

After lazing about the house watching TV and doing nothing in general, I poddered over to Cody's house to continue my TV watching, oh, and to get through a bottle of wine. I borrowed a few DVDs from his collection to get me through the rainy day that I'm expecting tomorrow. I don't think the floordrobe is getting done...

Today wasn't completely wasted though; I've sorted out my plans for Friday night, I've got the ball rolling on a collaborative photoshoot that I think will produce some great pictures.

At least it sorted itself out

Breakfast today was not at all like yesterday.

After deciding at 11pm last night that we would have breakfast together in Fortitude Valley in the morning, Caillan and I met up with Sarah and Isaac in Brunswick Street. After a series of terrible breakfasts at Kaliber, we decided to try somewhere new. A small cafe/bar opposite RGs called Zouk took our fancy - they were playing nice Spanish guitar music.

Long story short my breakfast came 20 minutes after everybody elses, and after asking the waitress what was going into my omlette to make sure I'd like it, I was dissapointed to find it laced with mushroom (Which didn't make it onto her list of ingerdients - I HATE mushroom). I didn't eat the omlette, paid for my coffee and we all left. It was raining terribly today so the usual weekend marekts were pretty much non-existant. We looked around TCB and I found some clothes I liked, that I insepcted carefully so as to recreate them at a later time, I thought $120 was a bit steep for a plain white t-shirt.
I went to work from breakfast - which much like breakfast was less-than-satisfying.
My night did however manage to offset the day I had.

I had arranged to have dinner with Ben and Sharon to discuss our trip away. Ben made an amazing pasta and mixed some delicious cocktails. We went through their album of pictures from their recent trip to Spain and then looked at the pictures from Ben's last trip to India. From there we got down to business - where we will fly in, where we will fly out, places we want to see etc. I'm only going for two weeks; Ben and Sharon are going for a month. We sat around chatting for hours, just about life in general. It's a lovely thing to be able to just enjoy the company of your friends and know that you can really talk about anything with them.

I have the next two days off - which for me is a dream. Two days off, during rainy weather - HEAVEN. Since uni started this year I've only had one day off a week, which I generally spent doing uni work or washing clothes. I'm going to clean out my floordrobe. My garage has my clothes strewn across its floor, somewhere in there is a desk and a computer that haven't been seen for a while. I need to make it a functional space again. This task should take no longer that an hour - in reality I can see it taking the full two days. I always get distracted by the thing I find when I'm cleaning up, stuff I forgot about or haven't been able to find.

Where do I begin?

I guess that's the question.
I've decided the best way to begin is with what's going on right now.

My day started off on a good note - making breakfast pizzas with a friend. It was pretty experimental on account of neither of us having made them before. Picture a traditional breakfast: Bacon, egg, tomato, baked beans, cheese and onion - but on a pizza base. It was a complete success!

My mid-semester break began this week - which means I can read a book, go out, just sit around and do nothing, without pangs of guilt. It's almost a sense of relief that I feel, not having an assessment looming or some textbook that I have to read. I began the year in a Bachelor of Primary Education - which as far as I was concerned was exactly where I wanted to be, until about six weeks into the degree. I found myself so unstimulated, and finding the motivation to scrape through the next few months was a challenge.

After talking with a careers counsellor and my lecturers and tutors I decided that I would much rather be studying Psychology. Resultedly, I make my start on my Bachelor of Psychology as soon as Uni returns from break, and I'm so excited.

I've also decided that in November I will join my friends Sharon and Ben on a trip to India! We haven't discussed the finer details of the trip just yet - but a date has been set (mainly due to the fact that they have already booked their flights). One more thing to look forward to. I'm trying hard not to develop an idea of what I expect to do/see while I'm there, I would really like to just wing it and go in without any preconceptions.

I do know that my camera is going to get SUCH a workout while I'm there though. My parents gave me a Nikon DSLR for my Birthday last year, which I adore. I have found that it has been neglected over the past few months purely because of my lack of free time in which to play with it. Photography is something I connect with - it's a powerful medium.


A photograph can make us think, inspire creativity and can instigate change.
I could try and describe to you the worries of a refugee mother and her children - or I could just show you this picture and let you figure it out.

It's only recently that I've been exploring these things about which I am so passionate. In the last six months I've been having a life crisis - trying to figure out who I am and what I want. It's one of those problems that doesn't have a simple answer and won't just go away - and it's been a main consumer of my thoughts for a while. What do I want to do? Where do I want to go? Why do I want certain things? What if I'm making the wrong decisions?
Nobody can offer advice - there's no way to cheat in answering these questions.

I'm going to be using this space as a way to muse upon and chronicle the things that I find important in my day-to-day life.