Vee Cooks Now.

Vee's well beyond the age of maturity I think. What's even better is that she loves cooking for us. I come home from work at 10:30pm and waiting for me is perfectly cooked penne in a tomato, carrot, basil, onion infused sauce with spicy kransky and lightly salted olives.

Gnocchi Treat.

After class Josh & I went to Lions Hotel. I haven't been there in ages, night or day. I love having meals in there though, at times where it's not busy. There's something cosy and intimate about it. Josh treated me to a dish of gnocchi and rocket in a pesto sauce, with parmesan atop. I also had an alcoholic beverage! I just told Josh I wanted it fruity and for it to have a hint of lychee. Paraiso + Cranberry + Orange = Tingley Sensations. 



The Writer I Love.

I wake up to find Josh in his own world. I love it when he's intensely focused in his writing. If he would let me share his writing, I would.

Oh the stories.

Wicked Max Brennars date with Ace and Kathy. Highschool stories never get old, they still make me laugh.

L _ _ _

    I hope they never find a cure. Never. Ever :)

TRUMPH :)

Today was the first presentation for my 4th and final year studying Interior Design. I don't think I nor the majority of the course fulfilled the brief to complete satisfaction, however I do believe I achieved something. Every time I present, I am so nervous that I forget what to say. I have mind blocks and blank out, restarting the presentation again and again. It really isn't impressive at all. It tells my panel I am ill-prepared, that I haven't conducted thorough research and deserve nothing more than a pass. The pass really drains any motivation I have to even try to do better. What a shit and pathetic cycle. Today I spoke with confidence, conviction and dare I say it, what seemed to be a hint of passion behind my ideas. I made little references to my notes and got lost in deep thought and conversation. I had answers to give. Answers. That is big man. A successful day.

HERE HERE, to fourth year.

Lemon macaroon from Hannah. It was orgasmic, yes I said it.

Answers.

They love hiding, but I'm slowly seeking them out.

Distressingly Beautiful.

"Just because I'm losing

Doesn't mean I'm lost

Doesn't mean I'll stop

Doesn't mean I'm across

Just because I'm hurting

Doesn't mean I'm hurt

Doesn't mean I didn't get what I deserved

No better and no worse ..."

Perspective.

It takes something huge to rock the world, to put the small things into perspective. Stay strong Japan, peace &  love.

Frustration. Apparently equals Passion.

Scurried to Etihad to grab some sushi before the Bombers vs. Magpies match. Met up with Felix. What a disappointing match. I got so angry because we were so slack and lazy. According to Lynh and Josh, my is a clear and official sign of a fully-fledged bombers supporter.

Dedication.

I can't be fucked. I got over it a long time ago. There is so much more waiting for me, and it's all worth it.

Tueday Blues.

So the reason why I slept so well might have something to do with the rain hammering against my window in the wee hours of this morning. I'd like to think that yesterday's productiveness contributed to it as well. Yestersday was my first assignment hand in and was worth 10%. I started the short project when I woke up in the morning and printed it just an hour before it was due. Good times ahead this year. The first official class, wasn't at all bad. We all placed our work on the floor in the centre, and presented one after another. It wasn't until halfway through that I realised that our class comprised of 55 students. 55 PRESENTATIONS! And I didn't get bored, nor did it feel tedious. Amazing.

The weather looks so gloomy today. I'm a little confused to why I'm feeling slightly blue, even more so that it's not the weathers fault. Well, I know what it is, just need to figure out the why. I think my time of the month is approaching. Hoorah to emotional rollercoaster for a few days, not that I'm already on it.