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a modest day

The hardest thing about this thing is coming up with a post title but by all means it was a modest day.

I want to thank you all for sweet comments, emails, IM’s etc etc 🙂

I arrived home from an enchanting concert last night to find my birthday present from my parents spread over my bed – Paisley by Esprit along with a gorgeous card from a local gallery in the city – Gallery M. I had tried to talk Mum into changing my bed covers whilst I was sleeping but she was not that enthused 🙂 Matthew has ordered me an All-American Rejects shirt from Interpunk – Coy Fish < = how cute is it? I by no means was spoilt with lavish gifts wrapped with ribbon but since it was my birthday that I meant I got out of jobs round the house today - no washing up 🙂 Then this arvo I webcammed with Hayley (and Pete) - so much fun, she showed off the utterly cute baby stuff she had got today and I showed off my new sæng cover and pillow case. That girl is a barrel of laughs. Watched on the TV tonight with Pabbi, Michael Caton is a crack up. Had the sweetest phone call from Toti, one of my bigger brothers wishing me Happy Birthday and in all the excitement of him ringing I forgot to ask how Anna and the kids were!

Since Matthew doesn’t finish work till 6 on a Sunday night, it made it a bit hard to go out, so Mum made chocolate mousse for dessert 🙂 We plan on going out for Mexican tomorrow night 🙂

Mousse

For the rest of the day I spent my time like I tend to on other events in life and I cleaned my room, this time my wardrobe and entry table as well as rewiring some connections in my computer and finished editing the photos I need to get printed from my Iceland trip.

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last day of the teens

Tomorrow marks the day that I get bumped up into the 20something age bracket, no longer will I be a teenager.

In my own celebration in a couple of hours I am heading off the The Zoo to see The Mountain Goats and The Zebra’s. Going to be an interesting night out, going to a concert by myself, I have been to more classical concerts in concert halls by myself before but not a dark, night concert. That is what growing up is all about 🙂

Not much planned for tomorrow, got a lot of readings to be done but we are having chocolate mousse for dessert and going out for tea on Monday night.

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escape.

Yesterday was by no means the nicest day.

From all the essays and work I have handed in over the last two and half years of uni, I have always felt that the mark I received was the mark I deserved. However that all changed yesterday.

I received an essay back for which the lecturer gave me 65/100. His first reason was that my essay is pieced together with notes from first year International Relations and those had no relevance to the topic of my essay. WTF? My essay was on “Why is war such an endemic part of international life?” IR theory on state sovereignty/anarchy, the images of war, etc sure as hell are relevant to the topic. Yeah, so relevant that he talked about them in his lecture on war, Good Job Matey 🙁

As well him saying that my references are a bit old. Let me see, from the nine references I had the dates were as follows; 1991, 1997, 1999, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2004 and ND – over half are since 2000!

Going to see him next week to hopefully get a re-grade, because I am not happy Jan!

Then I came home with a shocking headache from lack of water.

Home life is not something that I really talk about here because it is not something I want to broadcast to the masses. Days when Mum is away are always hard because as much as we disagree over things she in the end grounds me. Last night was not nice but I did better than I normally do and kept my mouth shut for the most time. With all those feelings in my mind of just wanting to escape away from it all, this layout appeared 🙂

Escape

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New Music Find: Ian Broudie

I was watching some OC Season 3 previews and as always I was intrigued by the music in the background, very much reminded me of a male Missy Higgins, or an older Ben Lee or The Mountain Goats with less twang. So I sat at my computer googling and googling some the lyrics trying to find out who was singing this utterly beautiful song, eventually I hit on the right keywords and found out that the song playing was “Song for No One” by Ian Broudie

From night skies dressed in clouds
Morning came, your taste in my mouth
I like the way that your hair falls down in your eyes
And you blush when you smile
When sleep combs your side then far away flies

I love the way that you stare when the sleep fills your eyes
So yesterday has gone
Who knows, tomorrow may bring all we’ll desire
Tomorrow brings the sun

Kiss the world with fingers crossed
I’ve kissed the world with fingers crossed
I’ve been praised
I’ve been cursed
I’ve been blamed
And I’ve won
And I’ve lost

On waves that fill your heart
The future glides
I hope the serpents in the tide
Are all gone
What’s done is done

A song for no one’s in my hand
A song they’ll never understand
Til I have gone
And tomorrow brings the sun

It is just such a pure song, he has a superb voice 🙂 Go out and try to find some Ian Broudie, you could not be dissapointed.

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night flower

When I was walking home from uni through the park last night, I started playing round with my camera and the lights. Playing with lights at night with my camera would have to be one of my favourite things to do with it. This photo I believe is from a single street light, somehow with my moving of the camera I managed to create a little flower 🙂

Flower of the Night Light

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Ireland

sent us an email today, telling us that the company he works for (Industria) asked him if he wanted to go work work in the Dublin, Ireland office for a month and who could turn down an offer like that?

So, my lovely big brother got to use his new and shiney Icelandic passport to breeze through passport control, unlike the excessive time we spent waiting to be processed and we were on Australian passports and are part of the Commonwealth Realm, really is something, we recognise Lizzie II as our head of state and we have to wait in line and get questioned whilst all the Europeans just waltz on through. Just unsportsman like 🙁

Back on track though, so whilst my Karl is living it up in Ireland, back here in Australia, we are hoping for rain, running out of water, doing assignments, working, chatting about our plans to to drag queen jelly wrestling tomorrow after uni (now that could be interesting) and not much else.

Helen at Santa CruzHelen and Matthew on 'holidays'Want to share these two images that Karl has taken on the two times I have visitited him overseas, the first at Santa Cruz in November 2002 and the second Matthew and I doing our thing in Iceland this year.