We had the coolest lecturer yesterday. I was laughing the whole lecture, and I actually understood the whole lecture which was a beautiful thing. He made an interrelated rhombus because he thought they were cooler than squares and he was real proud of it and made us all cheer him. So cute. And and and…he did other funny things too. He looked familiar, but I don’t know where I know him from. I wish he was my tutor. I bet his class makes triangles, circles, rhombuses, trapezes etc every week.

I would like it stated for the record that the other day I was called a ‘total hippy’. Now I think that my vibe score should definitely be pushed up a little for such compliments.

We had a vibe ranking ceremony the other week at our road trip dinner, and such things came into account. And I feel new evidence has been found.

I went to the library yesterday and was reading some books. They were so interesting. It was great. And I photocopied heaps of things and now I am reading them for my assignment and I am actually looking forward to doing my work. It’s great. I’ve found the side of design I find so fascinating, and I knew that, but my uni never talks about it, I just so happened to make the topic up myself. It’s all about haptic types and visual types and haptic art and its so interesting. Lines, colours, textures. So fascinating. I really start to wonder whether I should have done a psychology degree. But I try and convince myself no.
We went to Belvoir last night and saw Black Medea, it was an Indigenous adaptation of the Oedipus story. It was pretty full-on, but good. Easier to follow than I expected considering the description. There was lots of knives on stage and I felt uneasy the whole time. And one guy passed out and they had to stop the play. I don’t think it was the knives though. It would have been for me…if I was in the front row…where he was. I don’t know I could do a play where there was knives…maybe it would be easier if I knew exactly what was going to happen with them, but I just worry about the audience. The other thing I worried about was the glass bottle that got smashed at the beginning in the sand and then the actors kept walking through the sand. Hmm. Anyway.

I am sitting here at my house and I can here the train announcements. It’s so weird.

On Tuesday night I came home after community dinner and I walked into my room and on my bed sat a white piece of paper.

In nice Brush Scriptesque writing in the top left hand corner it says “Believing in yourself”. I knew from here what goodness was to come.

Nobody cares if you can’t dance well.
Just get up and dance.
Great dancers are not great because of their technique,
they are great because of their passion

-Martha Graham, dancer, teacher and choreographer

I laughed a lot and was glad I had no idea how it appeared. Naomi and I guessed Fi. But it was Jo. Funnily enough I’ve heard that quote before, but I think the Brush Script context amused me. And the fact that someone randomly thought it was relelvant for me. I was so laughing.

…and all the while
I’m looking for your half smile
or something that will show me that you still know me

- Lior

I’ve been sitting at my computer for the past two days straight. It’s horrible. I’ve been designing my storyboard which is a tedious process, putting in music and image and time lines and blah. My back is sore. One nice thing is that I actually feel like I’m a better designer than when I first started university, which must mean….I learnt something. woohoo. yay. yippee. And I could probably put those things into some kind of text I reckon which is even better, because that must mean…I know what I’ve learnt. Oh Yes!
Apart from that though, its a painful process, literally.

I think Sons of Korah will be at Blackstump which makes me happsi.

Create in me a clean heart
And renew a steadfast spirit within me.

Psalm 51

The week to come is not one I am so looking forward to. But I don’t really want to have that outlook on my week. I don’t want to feel yuck like I have something hanging over my head just because of a silly assignment. But I seem to. But then I think, hey in the grabd scheme of things, what does that really matter. But then I look at the assignment again and get all confused. But I tell you what, I sure am looking forward to next Monday afternoon, but hopefully I won’t be thanking God the week is over, because I don’t want that outlook on life. Hopefully I’ll be thanking God for the week that has been.

Today was an interesting one. I’ve been really tired and exhausted today, and I don’t really know why, I’ve caught up on my sleep deprivation. It was perhaps slightly the situation I was in, but I felt tired the whole day. Goodness I need patience. I am not so good at it. It’s the constancy and commitment to it. My brain is not on. I don’t know I can go into that thought pattern right now.

Things I have been thinking about lately:
Commitment
Passionate Patience
Places of God
Faith
Openness
Creative Praise
Spanish
Looking/seeking and actively bringing out the best in other people
Energy
Music
Giving
Who I am
How I come across to people I don’t know so well
Group Dynamics
Respect
Maturity
How over-rated words are

Okay that will do now.

Blibble
I might blog, just because I can.
I have been learning so much Spanish lately. I made myself a little book, but the problem is, I’m learning the words faster than I can make the book. I love learning things. It feels so productive. Much more productive than my assignment on the newspaper.
I have to make a storyboard. And I hate storyboards. I should like the information design aspect of it, but I’m so confused in the story part that I am not enjoying it.
I have to go now. I have this week off uni sorta, but I have sooooooo much to do its stressful. But I am not getting stressed which is great! I’ve kissed stress goodbye.
Yesterday Morning I went on a run for the first time in ages, since being sick. It was fun. I ran to Ashfield and dropped off my films and then ran back. I love being up and about early in the morning you get such a vibe for what the world is like. It made me happy.

Sadly, my jeans got a big rip in them the other day. Luckily I had pre-empted this and had got some other jeans. It is still very sad, me and my jeans were good buds.

I dediced to listen to Les Miserbales again. Such fun.

I feel great I just finished my assignment. I love that feeling.

I can’t stop analysing every word I’m writing and thinking about Spanish and it’s so frustrating because everything I say now has so much more weight because I think abotu it more grammatically so.
Spanish is such good. Hmmm. But I feel I am learning so much and that is such a fun feeling. I haven’t felt that for ages. But its such quick progress and feels so useful. Particularly when I can go and speak Spanish to people and they understand what I am saying.

I’m going to go to Soul Survivor tonight. That should be good. It will be the second night in a row I am staying at Honrsby. It’s way weird, it makes it feel like I’m on a holiday because it breaks up the routine. But I really am right in the middle of uni. And I was thinking about it feeling holidayish and I was so happy because that’s what I want to feel like all the time, even when I have heaps of work, but I usually get so stressed and consumed by my work, but I have not been so consumed and stressed because I am feeling like holidays and that makes me happy because its a big achievement for me. It’s something I’ve actually been trying to achieve too which is so useful/productive.

I caught the train back to Asquith after uni today and it felt like it took forever. So strange that I did it for sooooooo many years, but after a month or so, I am already used to my sweet 15 mins to the city train business. I actually felt like I was going on a long trip. It was actually fun, which is nice, because I have done the trip so many times I never thought it would feel fun again.

And remember
The truth that once was spoken,
To love another person
Is to see the face of God

- Les Miserables

Finally, I felt I could use my favourite quote on my blog.