
"Eleanor Rigby"
Douglas Coupland;
"Haunted"
Chuck Palahniuk;
"Everything is Illuminated"
Jonathan Safran Foer;
"The Road"
Cormac McCarthy;
"The Gum Thief"
Douglas Coupland;
"Speed of Dark"
Elizabeth Moon;
"A Canticle for Leibowitz"
Walter M. Miller;
What to do when you've got a foreign bank account costing 5 quid a month and no intentions of needing it any time soon? buy books on amazon =]
I WISH we had an australian one though. half the cost was shipping ffs.
SO this afternoon we popped down the street to get some pesto, and mum talked to some guy for a little bit. when he left she told me he's THE photographer around here and that he charged $800 for some rubbish photos of a hotel.
This led to a discussion about whether I could make any money around here from photography and it's actually kinda promising.
a) mum's the IT manager of the council. She can do pretty much anything in web design, so I'd have a nice understated chic site. i'm thinking charcoal background, clean fonts, easy drop down menu navigation.
b) her best friend is the tourism manager and i've known her for about 10 years.
c) These two people are very very useful contacts - any upcoming events, advertisements for hotels etc, all require a photographer.
d) the only competition in the district charges a fortune
e) his photographs look like flat snapshots that anybody could take
so. I'm kind of excited about this. I realised I can't do my courses until I save up enough money to pay for them, and my final high school exam score was so disastrous I can't get into the only university with the specific course I want. Which is so infuriating when you look at some of the mongs who can't even spell getting degrees. But I burnt out in yr 12 and dropped from straight A student to middle of the pack. My own fault I guess. So yeah, study will be put on hold while I build up a portfolio and hopefully make a bit of money.
It's so good to have some concept of direction in my life. For years I haven't known what to do, so I did nothing. I ran away to England to figure it out, which totally backfired. And now its like.. I've told myself 'just do what you WANT instead of what you think you HAVE to,' It's liberating. mmm.
In other news, I doubt anyone remembers g. I moaned about him a bit when I first opened an lj account. Anyway he contacted me the other day on facebook saying he was sorry he was such a dick, and hoped we could be friends. I said thanks for the apology, it's appreciated, but wtf are you talking to me after a year for? and he replied some other stuff. And now he's sent me a text. And I don't know what the hell he wants. Maybe he really does want to be friends, even though we never actually were. Maybe he's lonely and thinks he could rekindle something rather than go looking for someone new. errrr dunno. Can't be arsed with him really.
- Try to hold onto job as long as possible. - CLEAN house. no need
- Advertise room on Gumtree. Find someone to take over by February 1st
- Sell my bicycle Frankie [</3]
- Arrange to ship some things home
- Get housekey copied, because I lost mine
- organise travel insurance
- Cancel Direct debit rent payment
- Book hostel in London from February 10th.
- Look up prices of flights to Sydney
- Go to Stonehenge & Bath. Must be done before I leave.
- sort out council tax issue. best case scenario will get cost down to 200 from 630. not hopeful. -- wash clothes pack everything into this giant box, fill out 1000,000 forms. call shipping company re-final payment- sell ipod, & old phones. do not let on that the pink one only cost about a fiver. they might not realise.
i'm sure theres a lot of other stuff too.
but yeah. i'm sick of everything. i had a mini panic attack earlier cause i realised that i'm GOING rly rly soon and i have to sort out everything by myself and wondered if it was the right thing to do. and i felt that old familiar tight chest OMG I'M OVERWHELMED feeling. oh, its been a while old friend.
then i realised it was just because i have spent all day procrastinating and left it to the last minute. there is NO reason to stay here and wait out this miserable winter. more and more i'm liking the idea of coming back for a holiday in summer though. i miss sitting in parks at 9.30pm and watching everyone walking past me. i miss all the music festivals every weekend. i miss when being here was new and exciting and i was in love or something close to it. living & working in london made me really miserable after only a short while but it would be nice to visit as an outsider instead of a grimy grumpy londoner.
basically, none of that is gonna come back any time soon so i'd rather catch australia's autumn, save some money and luxuriate in the world of rent-free living for a while.
it can't come soon enough. part of me really wants to just get away from bob cause i'm sick of letting him get me all upset. i nearly didnt go to the lomokev photography lecture thing last night cause of an argument with him over NOTHING. he didnt bother introducing me to the girls he brought along and when they went off to a pub i went home. we spent maybe 2 minutes talking and he was nice/normal and asked for a hug. but now hes just being exactly the same as always. i said i had a feeling that would be the last time we saw each other and now that feeling is stronger than ever. what a pathetic end. today i read an old chat log where i said how scared i was that something would happen and we parted on bad terms. but i didnt really think it could happen, at the time.
also i'm kinda pissed off cause ALL i want to do on australia day is listen to the hottest 100 on triple j. but my friends are pretty much making me go up to shepherds bush walkabout. which i've only been to once, and despised. it'll be 103 times worse this time and twice as expensive as brighton. and theyre not even playing the countdown !
of the spotless mind.
I was thinking about this for about an hour yesterday. Would you delete somebody from your memory? would you rather forget the good & bad times completely, or live with them forever?
Its not such an easy decision to make. Sometimes it's the good memories that make the bad ones seem so much worse, in comparison.
It'd be easier to erase, I think. But for some reason it doesn't seem like the right thing to do. I guess if you do erase the memories, you haven't learnt anything from them.
HMM. I wanna know what everyone else thinks.
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