Tuesday 23 August 2011
Monday 22 August 2011
030:
Motion stopped. Emotion stopped. And I was lost, I was lost. Stumbling the depths of a terrible sea, I never expected you to wait for me.
Sunday 21 August 2011
026: Playing on my mind.
Yesterday, I headed up to Anglesea to visit a family friend's, and to catch up with ma boyf. Anyway, I was walking with Jos through a nice nature path to meet Oliver, when we heard a groaning noise. And then, a little further ahead, to the right, there was an old man laying on the ground covered in dirt who had fallen over and couldn't get back up. It turned out that the poor man's wife had died 6 weeks ago, and he'd just moved into a nursing home and he'd decided to go for a walk. Attempting to turn back around to head back there, he'd toppled over and as a result, had be been terribly sick, covered in dirt and absolutely frightened, thinking he'd be stuck there all night. We helped him up and after he'd stopped trembling, we walked him home. I can't stop thinking about him though, I hope he's feeling alright now.
025: Here and now.
I went to Melbourne Uni today, which is the last of the university open days that I'll visit, I think. I'm really excited about the future. Three months ago I was 100% certain on being a journalist, but I think I've completely changed my mind. My dream career was to be an international photo journalist, but I think I'd like to work in international relations in policy development now. What up crazy ass future. Anyway, for now, I better finish World Literature One and World Literature Two or I might end up with a future consisting of food scraps from bins and no year 12 pass (not exaggerating at all), so I have left you in the loving hands of The Strokes.
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