Its been an unpleasant day so far. Last night though, was the BEST.
I’m miserable living here but these two yesterday made it the greatest place in the world. The amazing pastas helped too, along with piles upon piles of cheesy olive mushroom pizza, RAVIOLI, lemon cake, peaches, apple fizz. Not forgetting the one odd tile from the world’s greatest piece of improvisation. I can’t remember the last time I laughed myself into a teary, blubbering but happy, mess. Happy Birthday dear Megs, I love love love LOVE you!
Comic Con 2013, MBS. Everything is at MBS nowadays, I need to remember I have half a falafel pita pocket in the fridge. Fun with friends, inspired here and there and starting to really draw again. The Iron Man suits aren’t half as mesmerising without Robert Downey Jr bringing them to life, but amazing designing nevertheless!
oh and here are more kids. My photos really bore me now I’m so frustrated! psssssssssssssssssssh
I am thirsty. The creative juices I regularly sip on have been temporarily replaced by the other joys of life, laughter and love, and my obsession of capturing absolutely, everything has lowered the quality of the arty aesthetics. Very blessed, and now hungrier. I have love for many, and a seemingly unquenchable thirst to be great in each. Displeasure at myself have seeped even to my dreams, its time to sort and do properly. Get myself back on the train, I’ve been dancing on the tracks for a tad too long!
I run on impulse, spurts of idea and feeling running the energies of my day. I speak them out if I have an audience, I hold opinions with importance so that helps me prioritise although my judgement holds most of the weight in the final outcome.
Right now on this Tuesday night, I am
hoping for a reply to a job I applied to, its at the back of my mind but constantly there
cringing at every individually heard nag
painfully resisting the pull to clear my room, I will succumb after I bring Kola for a walk
feeling the strong urge to write, it has been a couple of days and the absence of composing a piece has become uncomfortable. I think this is good, I have momentum.
Smiling/Missing/Loving my best friend and my boyfriend
Going through decisional leaps I want to take in the near future
I’m giving in to the clearing, I can’t take it. The yearn to clean and neaten and clear is a physical ache in my stomach now I’ve just got to. Only after everything’s in place I can think straight. The mess on my table is felt like someone is repeatedly punching my stomach. Its also getting incredibly annoying that my whole family teases me so often insults are being used as a greeting, and more often than not crosses slightly to the offensive. I know you’re joking, but know when to stop.
CRAZY CLEANING LADY
Megan said she thinks my illustrations are cute. When we met yesterday I couldn’t come out with anything substantial, but I’m so glad she liked them!
I see a little of the West here, where you wouldn’t expect to.
one step two steps into the welcoming yet terrifying body of watery possibility. I’m glad I’ve got hands to hold.
I can’t comprehend why I worried about what I worried before over the things I have control of, like job troubles. Getting kola back, majority of that one is out of my hands. I run through my head that maybe I’m supposed to learn something from this, and maybe when I realise it he’ll appear like the best present ever.
What I’ve seen are friends coming together offering help and love, new friends of my sisters in huge selfless determination in getting him home. With my best friend always looking out for me even from a different country, Joan’s mum called to comfort me, assuring me of his return and that she’s definitely praying, ‘Don’t be sad! Be happy okay!’ Ari’s classmates put his photo on every media outlet they know of, saying ‘we’ll find kola even if it kills us!’ Lena’s new orientation leader excitedly offered their entire camp tribe of about 70 people to come down to walk around looking for him. Dearest friends sharing online, and some offering words of comfort. People coming together.
I am sad because I lost my wallet. All my cards are in which will set me back quite a bit of money to replace, then there is my cross and alien phone cap. I’m more worried about the sentimental things, but its good that I’ve recently cleared it. Whoever took it, please return my wallet! :(
Deon got $100 yesterday for returning a phone, and he said we’ll use that to buy matching wallets to use till we’re married, $50 each. That made me happier. Then I put up the Toy Story 2 poster he bought me, and that made me happy too.
And now I’m on video call with Val, laughing at this video together. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gIg-sN4BFX4
Hearing and seeing her adorable laugh makes me happy too.
looking at the bright side
For you, my dear Meltiny. I think you’re incredibly badass. ;)
I loved every bit of this surprise dinner, from planning to stressing to planning to stressing to finally getting it perfect, without you suspecting a thing! It was a wonderful night of family, friends, love and laughs. I hope you had a wonderful time and felt super duper loved, because we super duper love you!! Modern Indian Monk. (check the outfit) ;)