inexorably. -

write.

Wheeeeeee! The owl says hi. So, I’ve still been bored. Though, hopefully for not much longer, because I start lab work on the 16th (which is next Monday), and I’m really, really excited. Maybe I should lower expectations or something to avoid being disappointed.

Anyway, aside from that, not too much has really happened. I started work, and have nearly finished all my training shifts, which is nice. I really actually like working, contrary to all the swearing that goes on while I’m doing so. But that’s mainly because carrying a crapload of plates too and from tables for about three hours can be a strain. And sometimes customers are just plain annoying.

HEEE. WORKPLACE. SIZZZZZZZLE.

I have also had the time to go do all manner of window shopping. Or.. walk-by shopping, should be the more accurate term. Here’s me:

OH LOOK IT'S A PHONE IN MY FACE. Though the hat is quite adorable. And also sold out.

There’s also a project I am embarking on, and hopefully I won’t get too tired of it – writing people stories for birthday presents. It’ll give me the proper motivation to write something decent, at least, and maybe I’ll come up with something that’s actually worth reading. I like being given something to write around, because then I have a kind of platform to launch myself off. I also try to put a spin on everything as well – I like to explore different ways a theme or an object can be portrayed. I guess it keeps me on my creative game. It’ll probably also get me to finish a story (which is somewhat of a rarity) because I have to. I don’t know what I’ll feel about people reading it, though. Most of my writing is pretty second rate, especially when it hasn’t been dissected to bits and done to perfection. Or maybe I’m just a perfectionist. Either way, I hope it lasts, because I think it will be fun. The only dilemma now is if I’ll write everything out by hand or type it on my iPad. Decisions, decisions.

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anew.

WORD TIME TO BEGIN, SHALL WE.

DEFINED AS: The act of renouncing or rejecting something; self denial. [I thought it would be pertinent, seeing as though many new year's resolutions involve some kind of denying of.. something. Like unhealthy food, or smoking.]

So, um. Let us survey the happenings of the past couple of days. Nothing that interesting has actually occurred, aside from the post-Christmas Christmas party at Debby’s and eating a lot of oily Asian food at Buffet Garden. I didn’t eat that much oily stuff, and was therefore the object of scrutiny for a while, until they went back to their own piles of crispy pork and chicken and so on. Here is the fruits of Daniel’s accidental labour:

It's wet sponge cake. And a bit of jelly. The spoon is there for whimsical purposes.

Also, my mother is now slightly obsessed with the fact that she can make quite a nice tasting trifle, so our pantry smells A LOT like aeroplane jelly. Yay.

In other news, have my roster for next week, so I now officially have three jobs! Yay. Now to actually save money instead of spend it. I probably need some kind of bank account that doesn’t let you withdraw money from it on fear of severe pain or something for that to actually work. Or I could find something substantial so save up for. That I would buy in a couple of years.

A thought: why does the prospect of not being able to have something make us want it even more? It seems dreadfully unnatural.

And, finally, a message from my brand new note pad (I actually have a black one as well, so now I have TWO. Because I’m awesome that way.) This year has been interesting, to say the least – (why do I always make new friends at the end of the year?), but I’m looking forward to what each new day will bring.

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yuletide.

There’s always been something about Christmas for me – it’s one of those unexplainable feelings. I think due to the music, for the most part. It inspires me, and always makes me happy. Though I do agree with Community’s comment on the newer kind of Christmas songs that seem to be doing the rounds these days. Just everything about it exudes happiness, whether or not you partake in all of the religion that underlies the holiday. The whole concept of family and friends being together to celebrate, especially when children have grown up and gone overseas (or similar), I just think it’s marvellous.

I guess it’s a little disappointing not to get ‘presents’ as such from my family, but I think I’m used to it, enough that it doesn’t bother me too much these days. I did get a nice present from Thomas, and a really, really old family friend who came over for dinner tonight. SPEAKING OF DINNER:

TRIFLE. IS NOT TO BE TRIFLED WITH. Else custard spills everywhere.

THE SPREAD.

ACCOMPANYING MULTI-COLOURED PASTA. OR SPAGHETTI. I think it's pasta.

SO THAT WAS TODAY. In the past couple of days, I have been to two Christmas concerts, YAY. And by been to, I mean performed a lot at. BUT IT IS OKAY, BECAUSE IT WAS A LOT OF FUN. I also got to go to a wedding, playing the most boring piece for cello imaginable, but that was okay, because the bride was beautiful and it was a wonderful little ceremony. I WANT A SMALL WEDDING. And the food and the company afterwards was goooood, as well. I never really realised how much standing around is involved in taking wedding photos, even when you only have a handful of people. But back to the main point, I pretty much got fed for free yesterday, which was nice. FREE FOOD FOR THE WIN.

RANDOM PHOTOS FROM THE WEDDING (RECEPTION):

WEDDING CANDY FOR GUESTS. CLEVERLY DISGUISED AS CAKES. It's amazing how creative people can get at weddings.

OLLIE! Who, it turns out, is a huge fan of balloons.

After we extracted ourselves from the food, we messed around at Surfer’s for a bit, where I bought a couple of new dresses instead of a top. Which, in hindsight, was kind of a dumb idea because I really need new tops, but that’s what boxing day sales (and etc) are for, I guess. If I don’t spend all my money on Mimco stuff. Hm. AND THEN GOLD COAST CHRISTMAS CONCERT, which was kind of cramped. Resulting in stuff like this:

Yeah, Allie and I were a little bit kind of bored. I just realised that I look like a duck in this photo. Sigh.

FINALE: WORD!

DEFINED AS: stubbornly resistant to and defiant of authority or restraint. Though looking at the word, it always makes me think of calcite deposits. Yeah, I’m weird.

Also, does anyone want a 50% off Shattered Horizon voucher on steam? There’s only one game that they have, and it doesn’t run on mac. Which is kind of disappointing. And pointless.

So, now I’m going to go watch Chuck. And wait for season 29 of SNL to finish downloading. As well as watch the clock tick over until the Doctor Who Christmas Special airs.

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catch-up.

So, after ONE WHOLE WEEK OF CONSISTENT POSTING, I yet again fell off the bandwagon because I’m just that cool. But it’s okay. I am back. Ironically, just when everything’s going a little bit crazy because I have about a million and one things to do for Christmas – both for church and home. We have fun doing it, though. BECAUSE WE’RE AWESOME.

First things first – I have received ADORABLE cards from Jayne and Thomas:

LOOK AT HOW CUTE IT IS!

This one is from Jayne. I’m positive I took a photo of Thomas’, but it seems to have disappeared somewhere into the void. Anyway, all this creativity being delivered to me made me think that it would be a good idea to do the same next year, seeing as though I will probably be (again) bored out of my mind, doing nothing. It has also reminded me that I should probably get started on my invitations, BUT ALAS I HAVE NO MONEY AT THE MOMENT AND THAT IS DEPRESSING.

MOVING ON, ALL OF THIS HAS TURNED ME ONTO KNITTING AGAIN. Though this time I have needles capable of sewing wool on hand, so I can actually sew stuff together without it falling apart because the thread is minutely thin. So, this is what I have managed to do in a couple of days (as well as finish off four books in a series because I’m just that awesome at multi tasking) -

MY MASTERPIECES:

IT'S A MINI STOCKING. WITH A VERY ARBITRARY PATTERN.

IT'S A DS CASE! Which I actually only made because I thought it was cool, so if anyone wants to buy it..? XP

I’ve been thinking I could maybe start an etsy store or something, seeing as though I will literally have nothing better to do until lab work starts on the 16th of January. That’s.. three weeks of a lot of nothing. Punctuated by work and the odd going-out-to-see-friends, of course, but I don’t have that much money. GEEZ, WHAT AM I.

I have also gone to see Christmas lights. It’s actually something we do every year – mainly because the person we go to visit is very special to our family. And she makes all her wooden displays herself, which I think is pretty cool.

MORE PHOTOS:

Nativity. There is no way to put a sarcastic spin on this.

A CRAPLOAD OF LIGHTS. And a disappearing snowman.

I will probably be a little more consistent in the days to come. Maybe. Depends on how bored I am and if I take enough photos to warrant.. consistency. But there’s heaps of concerts and stuff that I’m doing, so I’m sure there will be. ALSO, I LOVE CHRISTMAS SO THERE WILL PROBABLY BE A RANT/(whatever a positive rant is?) ABOUT HOW AWESOME IT IS. AND AND AND I START WORK SOON, SO I WILL PROBABLY RAMBLE ON ABOUT THAT AS WELL. SORRY.

I WILL BE OFF TO.. PROBABLY KNIT SOME MORE, AND WATCH SOME QI. OR NURSE MY FINGERS, WHICH HAVE BEEN PRICKED ENDLESSLY BY NEEDLES. WHICH WOULD BE THE SENSIBLE THING TO DO. BUT I REALLY AM NOT THAT SENSIBLE. SO..

YAY.

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overload.

I seriously remember having something to talk about, but it seems to have slipped my mind. So here is what happened today.

I decided to start a new Starcraft campaign because apparently I have nothing else to do with my time. Also because I want ALL OF THE ACHIEVEMENTS. I’m just cool that way. *cue weird pose face* Also, I have my first ‘shift’, which is actually an orientation, at Sizzler next week. My dad asked me if they would pay me for the orientation, which mum and I burst out into laughter at. Though there are a lot of those moments with my dad. Most of them relate to computers and the internet.

Anyway, I planned instrumental parts for an ‘act’ we’re doing for the Christmas concert as well, with Debby and her cousin at Jennifer 姐’s place. Which was fun. And very food filled. I cannot believe how much food they have. But it was good food, and I probably ate too much watermelon. Anyway, I ended up finishing my cello bit and the other cello bit, but I also have to write bits for another song by ear off a recording from YouTube. FUNNESS ABOUNDS. SO MUCH MUSIC. ALL OF THE MUSIC.

I was going to do it tonight but I’ve done too much work for one day, so I’ll probably end up doing it either really early this morning/tonight or tomorrow night. AND THEN WE HAVE PRACTICE TIMES AT DEBBY’S HOUSE ON WEDNESDAY. Which is also creepishly fully stocked with food.

MUCH TASTY (HEALTHY) FOOD.

No word today because I’m tired and I can’t be bothered thinking of one. I WANT TO GO TO THE BRISBANE JAZZ CLUB.

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veil.

Random fact: when I see the word ‘mnemonic’ I pronounce it as ‘m-nemonic’, even though I know the m is silent. It annoys and amuses me to no end at the same time. Don’t ask, I don’t know how that is possible.

PLOWING THROUGH: there has been many a time where I’ve very literally felt like I’ve had words stuck in my throat. I can say what I want to say in my head over and over, but the words simply won’t come out. Mainly because I’m afraid of the repercussions of what I have to say, or that if I say it out loud that means it’s real and I have to face that myself. Which is normally painful and I DON’T WANT TO.

Usually it’s not worse than the giant cyclone of bad-ness that I’ve concocted in my head, but on occasion it’s gotten close, and I guess I’m afraid of it actually getting there. I should be ‘mature’ enough to know or to see (logically) that nothing too serious can really screw me up, but emotions are really very finicky things, sometimes.

I like to hide behind metaphor, mainly through my writing and my music. Though I guess all my musicky doings allow me to channel it somehow, so that I acknowledge it and feel better afterwards, but it doesn’t really allow me to take the action any more than doing nothing would. I think it’s a ‘good’ way for me to let things ‘go’ – at least I’m expressing it in some way, instead of bottling it all up inside. It also gives me inspiration for plot lines and the such, which is always nice.

I think sometimes the best thing to do is to simply forge ahead; to lift the veil, if you will. It helps when you have friends around you to kind of push you over the line as well. But friends can only help you so far; you have to pull your own weight around – after all, it is your life. And what comes of it may be something other than what you thought it would. Most of the time it’s something good, but even if it isn’t pleasing to the palate, there’s always a lesson that can be learned.

WORD BREAK.

DEFINITION: optimistic, cheerful. Kind of like my day, actually.

Today was interesting. Eddy has waaaaaay too much energy for his own good, so MUCH DANCING ENSUED. And consequent laughing, of course. I think I did okay for singing today – I only messed up once. Which is nice, since it was my first time. I HAVE TO PLAY PIANO NEXT WEEK THOUGH BECAUSE VIVI DOESN’T WANT TO. SIGH. Anyway. Sunday school kids were ADORABLE when they were singing today, because everyone loves little kids. (Y)

(Most of the) KIDS STARING INTENTLY AT THE SCREEN.

We watched part of a selection of videos for Sunday school about the ten commandments. I actually didn’t know it was about the ten commandments until a little bit into the video because there were singing animals and stuff. The slightly odd thing was that all the dialogue was in Chinese but the songs were in English? I don’t know.

THEN PEOPLE STOLE OUR SEATS FOR LUNCH SO WE HAD TO SQUEEEEEEEEEEZE. ANNOYING. Then more recording for

I was supposed to go home, but Daniel had to go to Garden City to buy protein shake mix stuff. Which took wayyyyy longer than it should have. David and I passed the time by making fun of everything in the store, which was fun. AND WE FOUND THIS:

LOOK IT'S MEDITERRASIAN.

Oh. Yeah. I also went a little crazy because I’d thought I lost my phone/left it in the store (and then couldn’t remember my phone number properly), until I realised that I had left it in my back pocket. Much laughing at me ensued. ==” Then we went to David’s house where A LOT OF OTHER KIDS WERE. Which was okay, because I love them all and most of them were playing DOTA or Maple or something anyway. AND I FOUND THE SPEAKER/SOMETHING THAT IS THE PHOTO ON THE VERY TOP.

I shall leave you with a photo of EXTREMELY CUTE children’s books that mum bought as presents for the kids she looks after every week:

Kind of makes me want to be a little kid again so I can read these kinds of books without being severely judged.

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choices.

Shall we have some literary stimulation?

DEFINITION: a state of mind consisting of pure sensation or emotion without cognitive content.

Today was kind of a random weather day. Rain/sun/cloud/rain/everything. At least it didn’t rain when I was walking to the bus stop/around getting food and stuffs.

I was kind of disappointed to not be playing cello (for praise and worship), but that’s okay. I’ll live. SKIPPING AHEAD: after P&W practice, MUCH MUCKING AROUND WAS DONE:

LOOK IT'S STARTLED CLIFF. Or something.

So, after all that.. there was a ‘big’ meeting about the Christmas video and arrangements for that. I think it was supposed to be something of a ‘secret’ but then Eddy made us all sit down and talk about it. And by talk I mean a quarter talk, a quarter joke, half laughing at the jokes. FUN TIMES WERE HAD.

Then I went to hand in my resume to the Asian eatery place next to mum’s practice, and she also decided that it was time for an eye checkup because.. that’s what she likes to do in her spare time (and it had been two years since my last one). Apparently my eyesight has gotten worse. BUT THIS MEANS NEW CONTACT LENSES. And at least it still isn’t as bad as my sister’s.

ALL THE CONTACT LENSES. One of the perks of being an optometrist's daughter. O_o

CHUGGING ALONG: life (as well as being full of mess), is full of choices. From the choice of career to small things, like choosing what to eat for a particular meal. Everyone’s made bad choices before, and it’s nothing to be ashamed of. As long as you learn from your mistakes and do your best not to make them again.

Sometimes it’s not easy, to choose between the right thing to do and what you want to do. Other times you might need to make a choice, not knowing either, and in those situations, I think you have to remember that it’s part of life. It’s tough at times, and you have to make the best of it that you can.

The choices that may break you are usually the ones you don’t see coming. The ones you think are inconsequential. Or maybe you see them, but you think they’re far enough away so as to not hurt you. That is, until they come hurtling down at great speed. Then again, worrying about every little minute detail of everything probably isn’t going to help your sanity either. So I guess all we can do is be vigilant, but also enjoy things as they come.

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mess.

The above shot is the shelling of lots of little flowers from a very pretty tree that’s called the flame of the forest. For obvious reasons. And I was outside because I went to Woolworths, originally just to buy chips because they were on sale (though when are they not? I’m pretty sure it’s on a rotating roster or something.), but I ended up getting ginger beer and other stuff as well. I also came really close to getting half a dozen mini custard tarts. But I wouldn’t have any where to hide them, and if I couldn’t hide them, my sister would probably eat them all and it would be a waste of my monies. Anyway. The point of all of this is to say that I SAW THE BIGGEST BOTTLES OF RIBENA EVER:

IT'S THE RIGHT WAY UP ON MY COMPUTER I DON'T KNOW WHY IT KEEPS ROTATING IT ARGH

OH. ALSO. My friend James, who originally was taking up the lab spot I wanted in January/February, has decided to stay with his current lab because they love him, so I can have the spot. YAYYY! I just need to write an email to my supervisor but I’m too laaaaazy to do that at the moment. AND I also got the email confirmation for my job and did the online training stuff. Which was interesting in some bits, but mainly common sense. THE VOICE GUY ON THE FIRE EMERGENCY SOMETHING WEBSITE WAS WAY TOO CHEERY. HE SHOULD BE PUNCHED OR KICKED.

Yeah.

MOVING RIGHT ALONG IN ORDER TO (B)REACH THE TOPIC AT HAND FOR TODAY: messiness, an inevitable part of our lives.

It’s easy to blame other people for all the mess that can pile up behind us if we’re not careful, and it’s even easier to do that when they’re your friends. But at some point you have to realise that you’re the common denominator for all of it, and start to figure out what it is that you really want, or what you really have to do. And it’s hard. I’m not denying that, but it always gets better, because it has to. (Doesn’t it?)

Sometimes, when other people (like my parents) get fed up with my mess for long enough, they clean it up themselves. This occurred a couple of days ago. I’m actually pretty impressed with myself for the fact that it’s still pretty organised.

Aw. Isn't it all pretty and straight and not messy.

Compared to my ‘work’ desk:

Yes, I have two desks. Which is amusing, considering I was only 'allowed' half a desk at first. BUT YEAH. The other one is mainly for storage. Of paper. And other stuff I don't want to file.

But that’s mess of the physical kind. It sometimes happens with the emotional/mental/psychological kind as well, but often not as well. It’s not something that other people can dig their hands into, mould it a little by rearranging certain things and then, voila! it’s all fixed. However much you (or they) wish that that were possible. The only person that can really truly make things better is yourself. (MOTIVATIONAL SELF ESTEEM SPEECH YEAH.)

I find the most annoying thing about mess is other people. When they decide (for whatever reason) to completely ignore their own mess and start trying to meddle in other people’s affairs. I understand that it may be easier to fix someone else than to fix yourself, because it’s easier to see what’s wrong from an outsider’s perspective. But if your own situation is sketchy, surely it’s better for your sake (and then, by association, those around you) to try and figure that out before you dive headfirst into something else that you might have a complete understanding of? I’m not saying that I’m the perfect model or anything – goodness knows I’m definitely not, but I can say from experience that the more you really know about yourself, the more of your own mess that you sort out, the better you will feel and then maybe would be qualified to offer advice on similar issues.

To end on a happier note – WORD LEARNAGE!

DEFINED AS: to make milder or less severe; relieve; satisfy, appease, calm, mollify.

WHY DO ALL THESE DEFINITIONS HAVE MILDLY.. SUSPICIOUS CONNOTATIONS. Or maybe it’s just me. It’s probably just me. I’m going to go crawl into the corner now.

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employment.

Well yes, I know that a photo of my feet in very cute shoes has nothing to do with getting a job to a normal person, but just go with it. I was waiting for the bus (which was late, again) and I had nothing to do, except take photos of my shoes, apparently. And some pretty palm trees.

I'm actually quite proud that I managed to take a relatively normal photo, as the wind was blowing like crazy at the time.

ANYWAY. I slept on the bus, catching up on the sleep that I lost due to having tutoring in the morning (AND SHE WAS LATE. MY GOODNESS.), and was not woken up this time by nosy Translink people with handheld card checking contraptions. (HEH. ALLITERATION.) I was going to get some Chatime (like a proper Asian I am) before getting on the bus to Toowong, but NO ONE WAS THERE BECAUSE IT WAS NOT OPEN AND MY SISTER LIED TO ME ABOUT IT BEING OPEN. I was upset. But then again, I didn’t want to walk the extra couple of hundred metres to get it when I was at Towoong, so I’m being slightly hypocritical (or something) as well.

The job interview was pretty good. Except the fact that I originally couldn’t work nights because I wasn’t sure if Dad would be okay with taking me home afterwards (and that meant that I mightn’t be able to be hired). But then I called Dad and he was pretty cool with it, and plus I’ll probably get driving hours on the way home. The guy (Cameron) seemed a little weird at first, but that’s probably because I’m really awkward around new people in general. Apparently I gave a really good answer for ‘what is excellent customer service’? Which is interesting, considering I pretty much made it up off the top of my head. In the end, I got the job – but it’ll probably be two shifts a week or something, so I might have to go out and find another one. WHICH WILL BE MUCH FUN.

WORD BREAK TIME!

DEFINITION: A tendency to do something regularly. (Oh, so many bad jokes could be made about this. They’re whizzing through my head as I type.)

BACK TO MY EVENTFUL DAY. So, I had half an hour to chill in the city (after I travelled there on the train) and so I decided to go shopping. As I do, because it’s hardwired into my brain mechanics or something. Though I kind of had a purpose – I saw a bag last week that I wanted/kind of needed, to replace one that is pretty much breaking at the seams. HERE IS A PHOTO OF ITS PRETTINESS.

Also, it's not too massive but still fits my iPad and A4 files. PERFECTION. AND YES, IT IS RESTING ON A PIANO. GO AWAY.

IT WAS $2 MORE THAN I REMEMBERED IT BEING. But it’s okay, because it’s very pretty and I got it for half price and now I can save up to buy an expensive Mimco everything.

Just randomly – does anyone else find the ‘thumbs up’ emoticon on Skype slightly unnerving? WHEN YOU DO A THUMBS UP YOU KEEP YOUR THUMB UP. NONE OF THIS ANIMATED BUSINESS. (I’m also sure I had other things that were really majorly important to talk about, but my brain is leaking fluid or something, so I think I may end it here.)

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chic.

This actually came to me yesterday, for some reason, while I was shopping in the city. I actually don’t know why I hadn’t come to the realisation earlier, which is probably better for my purse – but I could totally pull off 50s or 60s fashion. Not the late 60s with all that hippie stuff, but the earlier more chic, classier stuff. (Think Audrey Hepburn, et al.) It helps that my figure suits the small waist/big skirt kind of design as well.

EXAMPLES (I stole them all from tumblr, as you do):

IT'S SO FULL OF CHIC.

THE BUTTONS AT THE BACK OF THE DRESS. MY GOSH. WANT.

Aforementioned tiny waisted dress. With colour, no less!

IT'S SO ADORABLY CLASSY. With the collar and the bow at the waist.

I want a coat/dress/merge of the two like that. SO MUCH.

THERE WERE ALSO MANY VERY AWESOME HATS. Including big, wide brimmed ones with massive stretches of ribbon. I remember seeing them but not saving the pictures, so the following will have to suffice as an example.

LOOK AT HOW AWESOME THE HAT IS.

So now, I very seriously have half a mind to go ‘vintage’ shopping or something to find attire that is similar. Despite my knowing that it is probably a bad idea, and I should probably earn some more money before I go out and buy more stuff.

I think I will skip out on word defining today, mainly because I can’t be bothered opening the .psd file in order to type in another interesting word. (This is despite the fact that I literally did nothing today except stare at the computer screen, shower, eat and play Starcraft. Well, okay, I will admit the last one requires some degree of concentration.) NEVERTHELESS, there is no real reason for my laziness, but I will blame it on the rain. IT’S SUMMER, FOR GOODNESS’ SAKE. I should not be wearing a jumper in summer. THIS IS UNNATURAL.

Anyway. I have my second job interview tomorrow, which should be interesting. I wonder what they’re going to ask me, that they haven’t asked already. I also have tutoring at 9. I have yet to decide if that is a good idea or not, considering that the past couple of days, I’ve woken up at 9, definitely in no state to provide any sort of guidance pertaining to the English language.

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gloom.

So, today was gloomy. (Which the associate professor I went to meet thought was a very good way to describe the weather.) Yes, my prowess of the English language is indeed advanced. I thought it was going to rain, so I brought my umbrella. Naturally, IT DID NOT RAIN BECAUSE I DID SO. I am most certain that if I had not, it probably would have rained.

MOVING ON TO EVENTS OF THE DAY: I had lunch with Nathan, (classing it up with McDonalds!) before heading to uni. I had a meeting at the QBI, which was interesting. I don’t know why she couldn’t have told me all that she did over an email. It would have made things so much less awkward and.. yeah. Though it is a very nice building and I would like to possibly work there one day. This is me in my very stylish attire.

HA. YOU CAN'T SEE MY FACE. Though you do get to see my incredibly attractive shadow.

Basically, the gist of it was that three of her post doctorate people were on maternity leave, and since those people are stuck with supervising honours/PhD/other annoying science students wanting research projects, there would be no space for me in the lab until first semester at the earliest. So I have to go and email other people and be very, very nervous about meeting more professors and stuff. WHICH WILL BE GREAT FUN.

BREAK FOR WORD LEARNING! (It’s the best part of the day, honestly.)

DEFINITION: fertile; producing/capable of producing an abundance of offspring or new growth.
I’m sure there’s a ‘that’s what she said’ joke in there to be had, so I will let you find that for yourself, as you chuckle wryly. Get back to me, though, if you think you have found a particularly hilarious one.

Anyway, so after I got back to the city, I decided the most intelligent thing to do would be to go looking for clothes and other things that I could buy. In spite of the fact that I do not have much money. DAMN HORMONES AND WOMANLY INSTINCTS. I am very proud of the fact that I managed to not spend a dime at all, even though I really wanted to. I also stumbled across ‘The Good Guide’ of the year, it seems.

My collection - the yellow one was for autumn, and the purple for winter. THE CREAM ONE IS THE MOTHERLOAD. (I had to dig them out from piles of paper.)

I’ve always wanted to go and track down all the places that they talk about, but I either forget that the guides exist (thanks to a phenomenon known as stacking) or I have no time. Or I have no money to spend at really, really nice cafes. But since it’s the holidays, I might go for a stroll sometime and go take a look at them. (MAYBE JAYNE CAN COME WITH AND DRIVE ME.. Less walking is always good. XD)

I am also exceptionally excited that my diary starts next week. I am aware this is not really natural, but WHO CARES. Although, I always start out the year diligently chained to it, and then eventually lose interest because I can actually remember all the stuff I have to do and the stuff I have coming up in my head. MY BRAIN IS SECRETLY ICAL. OR OUTLOOK. OR WHATEVER ORGANISATIONAL TOOL YOU USE ON YOUR LITTLE COMPUTERS. BUT MUCH MORE EFFICIENT.

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pianoforte.

YAY MUSIC. BUT FIRST:
(Look, it’s a word! With a Q in it!)

DEFINITION: Being at rest, still, inactive.
I DID NOT FIND THIS VERY AWESOME WORD FROM A REVIEW PAPER I AM READING. I found it from multiple papers. Because they use this word to describe neuronal cells that don’t… do stuff.

BACK TO THE TITLING OF THE POST:

INSIDE THE MAGNIFICENCE.

I REALLY WANT A GRAND PIANO. This does not have anything to do with the fact that I have been playing the very, very awesome grand at church for the past couple of weeks now. But I’ve grown quite attached to my little (out of tune) ivory-white-cream-ish coloured upright that I’ve been using for the past 14 years. Also, I have no money. The best I could probably do is go to Allan’s Music and play around on their pianos before someone chases me out because I’m not actually buying anything.

They seem to just ooze (or project?) class and grandeur. They’re also often much nicer to play than uprights, and they sound better.

More of the insides. The hammers? I'm not sure what they're called.

This may be just me, but I LOVE how the Italian name for it is pianoforte. It’s one of those words that just make sense (like many in Chinese, or compound words, if you’re not that cultured. XD), as piano means soft, and forte means loud, and on a piano(forte), the dynamic range is from very soft to extremely loud. I suppose it was a big deal, as harpsichords and clavichords(?.. don’t know about them, THEORY IS RUSTY) couldn’t do that. Sigh. Why must languages be so awesome.

Well. I’m going to (again) stop procrastinating, though I’m sure I’ll find something else more interesting to do (*cough*Starcraft*cough*) and go back and try and read some more of these papers so I have more information I can misuse tomorrow at my very nervewracking meeting.

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