thought #92- sweet nothings

according to a close source i am supposedly chill. i am yet to decipher what that exactly means but i hope, apart from the laziness and procrastination it alludes to, it is a positive attribute to possess haha. in the busyness of humanity and the constant motion of our world, i always thought it would be lovely to have someone to do nothing with. someone who shared the same philosophy when it came to unforced, non-pressuring company. it is so easy to take for granted rest, the pause of mind and soul, times where stillness is actually more beneficial than progress. in a society that stresses over systematic achievements, and obsesses over getting everything done and fitting birth, growing up and death in 24 hours, i truly value times where you feel nonchalant, placid and lovely.

where you can sit on a couch for a ridiculous amount of time and yet in the milieu of hectic-ness, where people are graduating literally before our eyes, be absolutely content with the person by your side. and need nothing to entertain but the delightful awkward moments and momentary ogles and an inability to hide one's patheticness. i dont know if you've ever experienced such a moment. it makes you liquefy a little inside. and so i guess what i am trying to say, if there is any real meaning behind today's thought, is that it is not a crime to want to indulge in a little nothing. enjoy the absence of that busy, busy, busy lifestyle we are forced to conform. i mean theres always a time for everything yes, but do not forget to pause once in awhile and appreciate the goodness of life.

and so i've always thought it would be nice to find someone that you can like simply because. to like him more without reasons, because you can like him in the nothingness, peaceful and stillness of this quotidian routine which we call life.

i think i may have found that person.

love,

ps. i like this picture. sleep + lovers = sweet nothings.

thought #62- say what you need to say

i apologise for the absence of my daily entries of life, love and the shit that i get up to on a daily and banal basis haha. it finally appears i have an excuse and i have come to notice that productivity is a far greater severer of social ties than boredom and laziness. this past week has been occupied with other jealous priorities from university orientation days, work, friperie, friends, gigs and all sorts of random days/events.

for a hacked, shortened and brief recount of events, orientation on friday was splendid. it was the first time i have woken up at 6am in a long, long time. it was also the first time i had to run for a bus. my goodness, my little unfit legs and clear drowsiness from a sleepless night was a lovely combination to start my day as a soon to be official university student haha. after momentarily losing my co-ordinates between town hall and central, i engaged in a quick breakfast and an equally quick perve at the school boys congregating near maccas haha.

after i caught a train to central and engaged in a lazy trek towards uts (temporarily pausing for a caffeine fix... i was dying haha). being sandwiched by thousands of students had both its positive pros (subtle perving, gorgeous people, potential lovers, strangers who are soon to be friends etc.) and negative cons (getting caught whilst subtly perving, gorgeous people who are so intimidating, potential lovers with amazing girlfriends and potential heartbreakers, strangers soon to be enemies etc. haha) nevertheless the experience and the uni was grand and i am oh so excited and expectant at what this year will bring. i feel like im in year 7 again, a little lost and overwhelmed but hoping for nothing but the best.

this wed is my last shift at betts until i decide to christmas casual it next year. im slightly saddened but hopeful that i will find a replacement job soon. im praying that people call immediately as my poverty-stricken university student status is looming and freaking me out haha. i know parents will provide, as lovely and amazing as they are, but the extra income would definitely not hurt.  speaking of extra income, friperie is opening oh so soon. i am beyong excited and hope that the idea will hit off with everyone! the extended garage sale is the only fun and semi-brilliant thing that i've come up with since origami cranes and insane individuals haha. so yes i know you must be sick of my self-advertising but please check the website out and tell everyone about it!

so that is the brief revelations of my life as we speak. anything social is being fuelled by brief coffee/shopping/movie playdates with lovelies however the start of university can only mean shortened freedom and more behavioural management theories and accounting equations to think about *sigh* haha. the love life is terribly unattractive as we speak haha. it is this horrible concoction of loneliness, uncertainty, wants, rewinds,  fast forwards, flattened expectations, hopefulness, pulverising of the heart and patheticness.  i only wonder when the straight forward will shine its little face on me and hope to learn how to not be affected by disappointment. essentially, id like to learn indifference. to save myself from believing things could be mutual...

oh well. on with life, friperie in two days!!! thats all i needed to say haha.

love,

ps. found this brilliant photo on my friend's facebook. for stalker purposes i shall leave him anonymous, but yes. what a lovely piece of art.

thought #55- why i wouldnt mind calling the eastern suburbs home

seven reasons why i would farewell western sydney and bonjour to the eastern suburbs/sydney cbd

1. frequent visits to the tea room- if you have not experienced an old fashioned, high-classed morning high tea then you are really missing out on the finer, luxurious things in life. it was absolutely beautiful sitting with our little china and view of enslaved of commonwealth bankers on the other side and chattering about love, life, past, present and future. the staff are multicultural (mainly french), friendly and tip-worthy. the place itself is a masterpiece with a glass encased elevator and plenty of opportunities to pose in front of the tea cups.  i'm just hopeful that grace sicat enjoyed her birthday present :)
2. the shopping- everything from high-end designers which make you sigh as you pass their store fronts and security guard protected fronts, to vintage op-shops where you can score a cute dress for ten bones and unique knick knacks and everything (e.g. buttons, typewriters, cowboy boots, babysitter club videos, birdcages) in between. there is nothing lacking. downside... funds haha.
3. the eclectic residents- not that i'm being disloyal to the westies but the eastern suburb residents really know what to wear, what to read, what to consume, what to generally not be. most are also friendly, some high-strung and snotty but i guess this doesnt bother me. it's fantastic.
4. the terrace houses- its been a dream of myself and my best friend madeleine astle, to move into a terrace house one day with a brightly painted door and splendidly rusted grills. one day perhaps... *sigh* haha.
5. the little treasures of eatery- there are about 9076084369 cafes located in the easter suburbs, most of them titled strangely but nevertheless intriguing. i am adamant to try them all one day and bask in the morning/ afternoon laziness with a book at hand and cup of coffee in the other.
6. the scenery- is photo worthy. from the old run down, dilapidated buildings, to the ancient churches and busy streets. everything is beautiful in its own strange, ugly and unconventional way.
7. the crux between laid back and busy- depending on where you are, places such as newtown are sleepy and community focused whereas the cbd is peppered with suit-wearing, on the go, busy busy busy strangers. the double edged sword is rather appealing. 

p.s. can't wait till university. hopefully i shall be exploring far more. nevertheless today was brilliant. can't wait to repeat the adventure. 

love,

ps. shots taken from newtown. obviously not by me. thank God for google.