October 8th, 2012 § § permalink
I love hanging out with people I adore. But I prefer being silent, introspective, alone.
I feel like I get more things done, I’m more creative and original.
I inhabit my own being.
I’m realising that one weakness of mine is I’m too empathetic. I want to please. My aim is to help. Sometimes (often) at my detriment.
But I’m learning to stand my own ground. Feel strong within my roots.
Work from a place of strength.
Find (and stay) in peace.
September 27th, 2011 § § permalink
September 10th, 2011 § § permalink
September 5th, 2011 § § permalink
Starting a flickr page so I’m motivated to create more images. – Noticing that my goals and my life aren’t all that different. – Making my Sydney to-dos list. – I’m grateful that all my friends in D.C are safe after a hurricane and earthquake. Phew. – Getting a dining table. Using said dining table as a study. – Meeting the Wiggles! – Mind Maps – Discovering the best Persian Restaurant in the World. – Spring! Even if it means I have a perpetually blocked nose. – Creating Lightroom Presets.- Panadol. Keeping Tash’s fever down since 1/8/2011. I had bronchitis. It was not pretty.
September 2nd, 2011 § § permalink
August 15th, 2011 § § permalink
Him: Together we’ll make one good person.
Me: Why, because you think long term and I think short term?
Him: No, because I think a lot and you get things done.
August 13th, 2011 § § permalink
August 12th, 2011 § § permalink
Yes, I haven’t been blogging that much. Mike Jones mentioned it and it’s blatantly true.
I could talk about the
stress lameness of moving back to your home town. How everyone already has an outline of whom you are as a person and what your role is in their lives. Or how I’ve been deeply insecure about my creativity to the point where it froze me for a couple of months (maybe half a year). Or I could talk about how much I hate Glee.
But I don’t want to do that, it’s depressive shit.
I’d rather have fun with you.
Grow with you. Laugh a little.
So my solution is this: I’ll treat Sydney (and by extension, myself) like a tourist. With fresh eyes.
This is what I’m going to accomplish:
- Eat kangaroo.
- Write. Put more of myself out there, more often. Not really Sydney-specific but very important.
- Get a cheesy photo with a Koala
- Ride the Ferris Wheel at Luna Park
- Take a walking tour around Sydney
- Go to a footy/afl game and drink beer and eat junk
- Learn to Surf
- Ride my bike on George St (the busiest street in Sydney)
- Eat a bloody great steak
- See something, anything at the Opera House