my last week of freedom = amazing
12:27 a.m.
maybe i'm too half in the bag/sick/generally out of it to write right now. but i just got home and i can't sleep.
i love blink. but i really shouldn't go there alone. it's fun and everything, i have no reservations about lonering it and meeting people there. but my judgement gets skewed, my conscience muted. so it's always nice to have some external imput so i don't end up doing stupid shit that i'm not likely to get a kick out of later.
my throat is still shit. i have a dry hacking cough that is very attractive and i didn't have to smoke a single cigarette to get it. lucky me.
it's a little dangerous going to blink so regularly, because people do start to recognize you/formulate ideas about you. i dunno if i exactly project the right idea.
whenever i go with anj, it's heaps better cuz i actually prefer dancing with chicks. no awkwardness/expectation to go home with them. i like dancing. but whenever i dance with a dude, my rhythm gets thrown off. and they say how one dances is a good indicator of how one performs in the bedroom. well i'd rather not give them impression that i'm spastic and awkward. i'd much rather dance in a big group or with a close girlfriend to act as a forcefield against metalheads aching for some action.
i wish more of my friends here liked more of the same music i did. to bad house is soooo huge. i haven't seen billy and company there in a while which is a lie cuz i saw them last week. but havent had a chance to catch up with them, i'm sure they can keep me out of trouble. so far they're my favouritest people i've met so far.
before blinking it, i was working with 2 lovely ladies. i love my job, my fellow workmates are all so sweet. we rarely have anything in common, but they're very friendly. i find the chicks a lot nicer and openminded to meeting new/foreign people than the guys. just a random observation.
man, no aussies can really do tequila though. the only peeps interested in that are the folks from north america. it's a pretty clear indicator where someone is from depending what they choose to drink, and what they absolutely cannot drink.
hm, that's a pretty interesting observation actually.
i learned a new word today. i think it was walts or maybe it was wallets but i heard it wrong. maybe i'm spelling it wrong, but it was their equivalent to a yuppies. of which there are many at the many bars at city centre.
ugh. they make me gag a little bit.
it's obscene how much time aussie guys/more like sydneysider males take to get ready. they are very high maintenance which is very off-putting.
i dunno... being very unmaterialistic, i don't understand the appeal. it really makes me believe they are overcompensating for something or maybe covering something up. haha. who knows?
man, this is my last free weekend before classes begin and i'm working all weekend. better make monday crazy fun before taking things a little more seriously.
people keep talking about how it's getting a little colder, time to wear sweaters. but they're nuts! it's still 20-range weather, sometimes even creeping to 32 so it's silly talk.
i refuse to acknowledge 'winter' here.
in second year, i refused to wear real shoes, only wearing flip flops/thongs every day until there was a massive rainstorm in november which caused me to get sick.
considering it's gonna get as cold as maybe 13, i doubt i'll break out the shoes, unless i'm feeling unlazy and want to be randomly fashionable.
shit, that reminds me i think vans is having a sample sale where kicks are only $20. i'm not sure where i heard of this, but if i can find some more prison issues, i'll get some of each colour. i love this city. it's at lot 5 footwear outlet store. damn i have a bad shoe addiction. i've already bought 2 pairs here. of course with purpose, i need them for work.
but... i really shoulda brought some from home.
motherfucker.
in better news, ossher's prolly vijiting me for almost a month which will be a crazy awesome time. blinking will be way better with her, cuz she's a really good wing girl or game killer, whatever i need her to be at any given moment.
we're very drunk compatible and i miss having someone matched up so well to me.
this has been the best week ever so far. and i'm not being hyperbolic. it gave me a taste of school and uts people, while still maintaining my freedom.
next week will be interesting. as much as i wanted classes to start, i don't think i'm mentally ready. after 3 months of vacation, my brain has collected some cobwebs that'll take quite a while to clean up. and before i know it, the semester will be over.
time is fucking flying. it means i'm having fun, but it's also a little sad.
i really love it here.
and i wish i could share this city with everyone back home. i love playing tour guide in cities of which i'm not native. cities according to nikki are quite the experience, i really should be a guide in toronto.
i think what's affecting my length of stay right now is the ability of me to get hired. if i can get a job in sydney/keep the ones i have now, i'll definitely stay longer.
but if something sweet and industry related happens at home, well i should be apt to return. it's a tough choice, but i know i'll be back here so i can at least find comfort in that.
it sucks cuz i probably coulda gotten some work on degrass had i been available in may. well, maybe when i get back they'll have something for me.
the industry's tricky here. esp since i only have basic cable, i dunno what options are out there.
i'm sooo rambling right now. but this experience has given me a lot to think about. i'm loving marketing so much that i might just pursue that when i've graduated. ideally, if i could do commercial production or music video production, that'd be stellar. documentaries are a noble path, but i think i'm slowly losing my soul to the marketing world. the psychology/sociology behind it all is incredible, and the creativity behind it all blows me away.
this semester at rye offered commercial prod, which would have been amazing. alas i am here, and i only have to take 9 hrs of class.
i'm taking doc even though i took it last year, but at least i can learn about something aussie. it's more the subject of the piece than the technicals of the course that are important to me.
there are some other interesting courses here too that rye doesn't offer, but i love my schedule, and everything;s all been approved. too much of a hassle to choose something else, so better bite the bullet.
next week is gonna be super interesting. despite it being serious again (i can't imagine it getting to serious though), i'm excited to see what this new part of this experience will be like.
so. much. rambling.
the end now
i love blink. but i really shouldn't go there alone. it's fun and everything, i have no reservations about lonering it and meeting people there. but my judgement gets skewed, my conscience muted. so it's always nice to have some external imput so i don't end up doing stupid shit that i'm not likely to get a kick out of later.
my throat is still shit. i have a dry hacking cough that is very attractive and i didn't have to smoke a single cigarette to get it. lucky me.
it's a little dangerous going to blink so regularly, because people do start to recognize you/formulate ideas about you. i dunno if i exactly project the right idea.
whenever i go with anj, it's heaps better cuz i actually prefer dancing with chicks. no awkwardness/expectation to go home with them. i like dancing. but whenever i dance with a dude, my rhythm gets thrown off. and they say how one dances is a good indicator of how one performs in the bedroom. well i'd rather not give them impression that i'm spastic and awkward. i'd much rather dance in a big group or with a close girlfriend to act as a forcefield against metalheads aching for some action.
i wish more of my friends here liked more of the same music i did. to bad house is soooo huge. i haven't seen billy and company there in a while which is a lie cuz i saw them last week. but havent had a chance to catch up with them, i'm sure they can keep me out of trouble. so far they're my favouritest people i've met so far.
before blinking it, i was working with 2 lovely ladies. i love my job, my fellow workmates are all so sweet. we rarely have anything in common, but they're very friendly. i find the chicks a lot nicer and openminded to meeting new/foreign people than the guys. just a random observation.
man, no aussies can really do tequila though. the only peeps interested in that are the folks from north america. it's a pretty clear indicator where someone is from depending what they choose to drink, and what they absolutely cannot drink.
hm, that's a pretty interesting observation actually.
i learned a new word today. i think it was walts or maybe it was wallets but i heard it wrong. maybe i'm spelling it wrong, but it was their equivalent to a yuppies. of which there are many at the many bars at city centre.
ugh. they make me gag a little bit.
it's obscene how much time aussie guys/more like sydneysider males take to get ready. they are very high maintenance which is very off-putting.
i dunno... being very unmaterialistic, i don't understand the appeal. it really makes me believe they are overcompensating for something or maybe covering something up. haha. who knows?
man, this is my last free weekend before classes begin and i'm working all weekend. better make monday crazy fun before taking things a little more seriously.
people keep talking about how it's getting a little colder, time to wear sweaters. but they're nuts! it's still 20-range weather, sometimes even creeping to 32 so it's silly talk.
i refuse to acknowledge 'winter' here.
in second year, i refused to wear real shoes, only wearing flip flops/thongs every day until there was a massive rainstorm in november which caused me to get sick.
considering it's gonna get as cold as maybe 13, i doubt i'll break out the shoes, unless i'm feeling unlazy and want to be randomly fashionable.
shit, that reminds me i think vans is having a sample sale where kicks are only $20. i'm not sure where i heard of this, but if i can find some more prison issues, i'll get some of each colour. i love this city. it's at lot 5 footwear outlet store. damn i have a bad shoe addiction. i've already bought 2 pairs here. of course with purpose, i need them for work.
but... i really shoulda brought some from home.
motherfucker.
in better news, ossher's prolly vijiting me for almost a month which will be a crazy awesome time. blinking will be way better with her, cuz she's a really good wing girl or game killer, whatever i need her to be at any given moment.
we're very drunk compatible and i miss having someone matched up so well to me.
this has been the best week ever so far. and i'm not being hyperbolic. it gave me a taste of school and uts people, while still maintaining my freedom.
next week will be interesting. as much as i wanted classes to start, i don't think i'm mentally ready. after 3 months of vacation, my brain has collected some cobwebs that'll take quite a while to clean up. and before i know it, the semester will be over.
time is fucking flying. it means i'm having fun, but it's also a little sad.
i really love it here.
and i wish i could share this city with everyone back home. i love playing tour guide in cities of which i'm not native. cities according to nikki are quite the experience, i really should be a guide in toronto.
i think what's affecting my length of stay right now is the ability of me to get hired. if i can get a job in sydney/keep the ones i have now, i'll definitely stay longer.
but if something sweet and industry related happens at home, well i should be apt to return. it's a tough choice, but i know i'll be back here so i can at least find comfort in that.
it sucks cuz i probably coulda gotten some work on degrass had i been available in may. well, maybe when i get back they'll have something for me.
the industry's tricky here. esp since i only have basic cable, i dunno what options are out there.
i'm sooo rambling right now. but this experience has given me a lot to think about. i'm loving marketing so much that i might just pursue that when i've graduated. ideally, if i could do commercial production or music video production, that'd be stellar. documentaries are a noble path, but i think i'm slowly losing my soul to the marketing world. the psychology/sociology behind it all is incredible, and the creativity behind it all blows me away.
this semester at rye offered commercial prod, which would have been amazing. alas i am here, and i only have to take 9 hrs of class.
i'm taking doc even though i took it last year, but at least i can learn about something aussie. it's more the subject of the piece than the technicals of the course that are important to me.
there are some other interesting courses here too that rye doesn't offer, but i love my schedule, and everything;s all been approved. too much of a hassle to choose something else, so better bite the bullet.
next week is gonna be super interesting. despite it being serious again (i can't imagine it getting to serious though), i'm excited to see what this new part of this experience will be like.
so. much. rambling.
the end now
