It's a double whammy post from me today! Aren't you all excited?!* I woke up this morning to a voicemail from my manager telling me that I'm not actually needed in to work overtime today as they found somebody else, so I have the day off to do whatever I want. This, in my opinion, apart from being in love, travelling and eating good food, is one of the best feelings in the world. I love waking up in the morning without an alarm, knowing I have the whole day to myself to do what I want, when I want and how I want to do it.
I won't lie, most of the time this does involve copious amounts of time on Facebook, Tumblr and my Xbox, or spent smoking far too many cigarettes with my housemate Matt. But occasionally, just occasionally, I do something creative with my spare time. I've always been a creative soul, drawing and writing things since I was old enough to do so and draining my pocket money (and that of my mum's) on disposable cameras. But ironically, I feel my creativity has dwindled since I've started my second year of University. I'm constantly surrounded by creative, arty people on my campus and I'm learning about all these fascinating subjects on my course - but I feel that spark in me is dying, and it's something I'm desperate to re-ignite. Curious as to when the next issue might be out, I was looking on oh comely's website, one of my favourite magazines, for the release date of its next issue, and got sidetracked looking at the blogs and websites of its editorial staff and contributors. I saw some incredibly beautiful, witty, original and inspiring pieces of writing, photography and illustrations which have inspired me to think up a couple of projects of my own. How I will have time for these inbetween Uni work, trading my time for money at Topshop, keeping my social life happy and my belly well fed is a mystery - but when there's a will there's a way! Right? Or something like that.
Now I'm going to call my manager back to arrange some overtime (just watch as I get roped into doing shifts I can't/don't want to do. The word 'no' escapes from my vocabulary sometimes.) make breakfast/lunch and start my Uni presentation on The Beat Generation. Hope you all enjoy yourselves!
*You're probably not
Monday, 20 February 2012
The 5.15am to Stockholm
the snow fell lightly as we hugged for what i knew would be the last time - under the great oak tree where we first met. it was acutely quiet, and our hushed, rushed voices seem to echo in unison with those of the Angels around us as finely powdered snow parachuted onto my lips.
you kissed me lightly, your warm familiarity melting the flakes from my trembling mouth. the last memory of your kaleidoscope eyes was a music box of red hot flashbacks - roadtrips, sun-kissed adventures and afternoons getting high with our friends in your back garden. of sights and sounds, laughter and frowns, this was the bridge that led us to you leaving me.
“but i don’t want to fall asleep with a broken heart…” i said with heavy breath. you pulled me close to your athletic frame, your hands on the small of my back and roaming through my hair. it was there, right there, a few hours before you had to board that plane, that i fell both in and out of love with you again.
you kissed me lightly, your warm familiarity melting the flakes from my trembling mouth. the last memory of your kaleidoscope eyes was a music box of red hot flashbacks - roadtrips, sun-kissed adventures and afternoons getting high with our friends in your back garden. of sights and sounds, laughter and frowns, this was the bridge that led us to you leaving me.
“but i don’t want to fall asleep with a broken heart…” i said with heavy breath. you pulled me close to your athletic frame, your hands on the small of my back and roaming through my hair. it was there, right there, a few hours before you had to board that plane, that i fell both in and out of love with you again.
Sunday, 19 February 2012
Today, inspired by the mention of it by my housemate Rich, I decided to take a walk up through the forest near my house and up onto the sloping hills. It was beautiful! Such a nice wintry afternoon, lots of people out dogwalking etc. I took my SLR with me (as promised) and snapped some photos as I strolled through the forest and then eventually up onto the Hollingbury hills. Here is the best of the bunch:
Tomorrow I have work in the afternoon, and Tuesday will be dedicated to Uni work and EATING PANCAKES! Too good. Wednesday is Uni all day, Thursday is more Uni work, Friday is PAYDAY (at last!) and working again, and the same story with Saturday - it'll all pay off eventually. Hope you all had a lovely weekend whatever you got up to!
Tomorrow I have work in the afternoon, and Tuesday will be dedicated to Uni work and EATING PANCAKES! Too good. Wednesday is Uni all day, Thursday is more Uni work, Friday is PAYDAY (at last!) and working again, and the same story with Saturday - it'll all pay off eventually. Hope you all had a lovely weekend whatever you got up to!
Saturday, 18 February 2012
Terrible, terrible and terrible...
...is what I've been with updating. It's not so much the fact that I can't be bothered, it's more that I wanted to give this blog a more of a "professional" feel over my tumblr, and post about fashion and photography and creative/fun things I've been doing, but in all honesty none of that has been happening. All I'm doing at the moment is going to uni, going to work and swanning around the house in my trackies playing Soul Calibur V - hardly leaves a lot to be desired! A distinct lack of money means I can't afford to buy any new clothes or purchase new music or even have a social life, and apart from the occasional piece of poetry my creativity is going down the pan too. What's going on??
Next week however should be the break on the horizon. I have a fun little "date"/evening out with the delectable Gee, one of my favourite people who I work with, and I'm booking tickets to see Jack Beats with my housemate Matt. I was speaking to my housemate Hannah last night and we both agreed we all spend too much time at home and it's nice to get out of the house now and again to avoid staring at the same four walls all the time. So I think we all decided to head out once or twice a week, not necessarily to get drunk but even if it's just for a meal or to the cinema, it makes a difference.
I've really been missing home for the past two weeks or so. I don't know if I'd go as far as to say I'm homesick, but I miss my mum and just familiar sights and sounds I suppose. When you're spending a lot of time on your own with just your mind, it begins to wander. A lot. Hopefully having money next week and plans to think about will change my current mindset.
My most (and probably only) exciting piece of news however, is that I'm travelling around Continental Europe in the Summer! I'm ridiculously excited, and this gives me a massive goal to save towards. I'll be going from England to France, then from France into Switzerland where I'm meeting my good friend Deb (who will be doing the rest of the trip with me) and we will leave Switzerland for Austria, then the Czech Republic (Prague baby!) then into Poland, then Germany then into Holland. Then we're taking the night train from Holland to Denmark, then taking the coach across the huge (and still relatively new) suspension bridge that connects Denmark to Sweden, then we're snaking our way up through Sweden until we get to Stockholm, where after a few days there our journey ends. It sounds like a long time but we're only going for three weeks to a month maximum. We'll be doing most of our travelling by train and with Interrail it's actually fairly cheap, and staying in cheap hotels where the cost of the room is split between me and Deb. I think if I start saving just after I come back to Uni from my Easter break, this is a goal that will definitely be feasible!
Right I must dash as I have work at 3pm and at 1.37pm, I'm still sat in my underwear! I promise I'll try and keep this blog afloat more, and start taking my camera with me more when I head out. Enjoy your weekend everyone!
Next week however should be the break on the horizon. I have a fun little "date"/evening out with the delectable Gee, one of my favourite people who I work with, and I'm booking tickets to see Jack Beats with my housemate Matt. I was speaking to my housemate Hannah last night and we both agreed we all spend too much time at home and it's nice to get out of the house now and again to avoid staring at the same four walls all the time. So I think we all decided to head out once or twice a week, not necessarily to get drunk but even if it's just for a meal or to the cinema, it makes a difference.
I've really been missing home for the past two weeks or so. I don't know if I'd go as far as to say I'm homesick, but I miss my mum and just familiar sights and sounds I suppose. When you're spending a lot of time on your own with just your mind, it begins to wander. A lot. Hopefully having money next week and plans to think about will change my current mindset.
My most (and probably only) exciting piece of news however, is that I'm travelling around Continental Europe in the Summer! I'm ridiculously excited, and this gives me a massive goal to save towards. I'll be going from England to France, then from France into Switzerland where I'm meeting my good friend Deb (who will be doing the rest of the trip with me) and we will leave Switzerland for Austria, then the Czech Republic (Prague baby!) then into Poland, then Germany then into Holland. Then we're taking the night train from Holland to Denmark, then taking the coach across the huge (and still relatively new) suspension bridge that connects Denmark to Sweden, then we're snaking our way up through Sweden until we get to Stockholm, where after a few days there our journey ends. It sounds like a long time but we're only going for three weeks to a month maximum. We'll be doing most of our travelling by train and with Interrail it's actually fairly cheap, and staying in cheap hotels where the cost of the room is split between me and Deb. I think if I start saving just after I come back to Uni from my Easter break, this is a goal that will definitely be feasible!
Right I must dash as I have work at 3pm and at 1.37pm, I'm still sat in my underwear! I promise I'll try and keep this blog afloat more, and start taking my camera with me more when I head out. Enjoy your weekend everyone!
Saturday, 11 February 2012
Bridges Over Water
and she leant in and whispered with a voice most sincere:
“keep hope close to your chest, for it may not be there at the end of your journey”
she was what feathered wings and my poorly painted heartstrings couldn’t keep away, the final stretch of sunset’s horizon on a long day.
Monday, 30 January 2012
The thoughts of a loveless man
I guess my blog is receiving the minimalistic treatment. I honestly am sorry for this, I wanted to make this blog become something but it's not really going that way. I just have too much on at the moment - a 5,000 word essay due Friday that I haven't even started, a severe lack of money and too many things to pay out for, big decisions to make, people to think of and BBC adaptations of bestselling books that are breaking my heart. I'm also trying to gun for the 'Summer of Fun' approach this year. I refuse to spend yet another Summer sat in an office, working 40/50 hours a week, counting down the days until each weekend and not enjoying myself. After Easter I'm going to keep working hard and hopefully spend my Summer travelling around Sweden, I need goals, I need motivation. I miss my mum.
That's all I want to say tonight. So I'll finish the post with a beautiful piece of work from the God that is Ludovico Einaudi. Enjoy your week.
That's all I want to say tonight. So I'll finish the post with a beautiful piece of work from the God that is Ludovico Einaudi. Enjoy your week.
Monday, 23 January 2012
Where We First Met
1am’s bitter coffee has gone cold
and love still comes too late
it’s been something like six days now
yet i sit here for you every night
i sit here and wait
and love still comes too late
it’s been something like six days now
yet i sit here for you every night
i sit here and wait
can you remember when we crossed paths here early on that fateful day? i’d just come here for a pick-me-up, you were trying to run away. you said you’d come back to see me when you’d sorted everything out, you then ran for the bus. my swimming eyes longing for the sight of you, longing for another “us”.
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