The colour of the sky on Thursday I think it was . I'm a little bit obsessed with sky this colour so I had to take a photo.The last four days have contained so much blogging material my brain has pretty much leaked out of my ear just by the strain of trying to remember it all. Basically at the moment I am still suffering acute exhaustion from my latest exploits and I am unable to write anything. So much to write but nothing worthy of writing down!
Basically worked for Amnesty International on Friday, campaigning for a cool lady called Justine Masika. Get on the Amnesty site and read her story. I am pretty much in love with her. I met some rockin people but also some very shit ones who I had planned to write about, but do not want to grant them a space on this entry.
Anyway it was a good day, dramatic and hard but ultimately I'm very impressed with myself and T. Her ability to drive in the city and listen to my babble and wake up at shitty hours of the morning and rescue me from the city at night deserve many, many snaps.
Friday night was slightly insane, April, Amy, Stace and I went to a house party of a uni mate of mine, now also a colleague. It was a crazy, alcohol infused and very fun night. We made a buttload of friends and just had a good time chilling with new and exciting people. I'm very keen on change at the moment. New people and new experiences have been coming hard and fast and I am truly loving it. Being comfortable and doing the same things with the same people (minus a few) has become so passe. The taxi back to Aprils house at 2am was a hoot, the taxi driver inspired all of us. He told us all about the musicians he'd seen live (Prince, Billy Joel etc) and we were all suitably jealous. We included him in all our conversations and I spent alot of the journey asking him innane questions but he was terribly charming and answered "That first breath of air in the morning" when I questioned what made him happy.
On Saturday, Stacey, April and I literally spent the whole day snuggled up in bed together sleeping. Amy left early to watch her little brothers baseball game so it was just us three dead to the world for the whole of Saturday. It was kind of cozy, I kept waking up (Not a good day sleeper) and I felt very where I was supposed to be with two of my loser best friends snuggled next to me mumbling occasionally.
Yesterday, I spent the day hanging with Col and Flynn. It was QLD music fest, but we didn't come across much music. Instead we spent the day roaming around the Botanical Gardens choosing which boat we'd own and talking shit. We went to Borders for a good while and Flynn borrowed a buskers guitar and Col and I kind of sung next to him on the street haha. It was good day.
Finally, today, first day back at uni. I had my first World Religions lecture and it was utterly fabulous. I was so ready to be back in a position of learning information, particulary information I want to learn about that I just absorbed so much and am already doing the readings for that subject. The lecturer was cool and there was a cute guy. This semester is looking good.
Brodie wrote me a beautiful text message today. We're kind of emotionally growing together atm, sounds kinda ridiculous but we both get it and the prettiest part was this. "Your support, encouragement, harsh criticism, scarily accurate observations, awesome blogs and just you-ness have gotten me through more than you can imagine." Isn't that the prettiest gosh darn thing you could ever hear from someone whose opinion you value?
Everyone go to http://www.babelgum.com/ and watch the new Coldplay Strawberry Swing film clip. It is an incredibly little 3 minutes or so of visual pleasure.
Nothing else to really report on and even the things I do report on are very irrelevant and boring anyway.
Love and more as always,
Jackie. x
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