Wednesday, August 30, 2006

I move on...

I lost my wallet today.

I say "lost", although in all likelihood, it was stolen. Long story. Don't ask.

I realise what a strange thing identity is. If you were to lose all identifying documentation, such as a birth certificate, driver's licence, passport, etc., well; how could you legally identify yourself? Especially when so many institutions, such as a real estate agency, bank and so forth, rely on a "points system".

I've cancelled my bankcards. I'm getting a new student ID and learner's permit.

While I was on the phone to the bank, I suddenly thought, !do I want to stay with this bank?! !do I really need three separate accounts?! !and it's a good thing I'm getting a new learner's permit! !i think it had an old address on it! ...

I am not the contents of my wallet.

Making the arrangements is the strangest feeling. Yet strangely liberating.

Monday, August 07, 2006


I WANT YOU!

That's right, folks. I DESPERATELY need my car licence and am looking for people to teach me how to drive. The more people, the better, so that I can share the burden around :-)

So if you hold an open licence and wouldn't mind giving me a driving lesson or two, I am willing to do one of the following things in exchange:

#1. Cleaning duties
#2. Gardening
#3. Cooking
#4. Proofreading or editing a document of your choice (an essay, report, etc; my actual literacy level is much better than what is displayed here!)
#5. Um... teach you how to fold origami? (hey, I'm a pro!)
#6. Er... knit you a scarf? (if you don't mind getting it by summer!)
#7. Give you music lessons (beginners only - and only keyboard and recorder!)
#8. Show you how to do Chinese papercut art (like woodcuts, but with card)
#9. Give you endless amounts of gratitude and praise?

Ok, I'm not selling this well, am I? What I'm basically saying is, that if you help me out, I'll find something to do in return.

And aside from all of that, I will definitely be sincerely grateful for your help.

SO PLEASE HELP ME! I NEED MY LICENCE!

Saturday, August 05, 2006









A scary pact

For those of you who bother reading my blog, many apologies for not writing for a long time. I'm spending tonight creating posts about things that have stood out to me in the past month (whether they're significant or frivolous)...

On the last day of a July conference, I made a pact with a trusted friend.

We both woke up early and went to the beach, where we watched the sun ascend above the horizon, and the sky, lighten ever so gloriously.

As we hadn't had a good talk in weeks, we spent the morning catching up. We had moved to Brisbane around the same time, and both went through a similar settling in process. He revealed that the past year had been one of the hardest in his life. I admitted as much. We both ended up admitting that we had fantasies of skipping town.

I couldn't stay for long. I had to return to the conference. Before we parted ways, he said, "Okay, if you don't shoot through, I won't. Deal?"

I agreed.

After a year of battling almost overwhelming temptations to leave, including almost moving to Sydney to take up a deferred law course, it marked a new beginning.

So, folks, I'll be around until I graduate in 3 semesters' time, at the very least.

Another miscellaneous definition

The sabotage point

Of, or relating to, a tendency, after a certain given period, to unconsciously undermine the relationships one has with those around oneself, so as to create justifications to uproot oneself and leave, in a wholly irrational and self-perpetuating cycle.

Typical symptoms include picking fights with friends and work colleagues; an increasing sense of being at odds with neighbours, social circles and other networks; an intensifying inability to tolerate individuals whose flaws one has previously been able to overlook; an increasing distaste for ones' surroundings or an aspect thereof; habitual fantasies of relocating with no notice; and an unbearable feeling of suffocation, with departure seemingly the only solution.

More commonly, "sabotage point" refers to the length of the period in which an inflicted individual usually experiences the aforementioned symptoms. Notably, the "sabotage point" is merely a manifestation of an inherent malady, in which underlying causes vary from affected individual to individual.

eg., "Alex has got a sabotage point of two years - then it's, adios, amigos - and don't call me, I'll call you."

"It's not about your job, your boyfriend, or what even what you did with your boss at the Christmas party - those are just symptoms, Becky. The truth is, you've reached your sabotage point and now you're just doing stupid stuff to create excuses to shoot through."


Individuals who are most vulnerable to experiencing the "sabotage point" phenomenon include army brats, pastors' kids, circus babies and anyone who has experienced a transient and fractured lifestyle during their developmental years.

The notorious little sun baking one

The family dog has been in a better mood lately, since it has gotten warmer. He pesters me to get away from my textbooks and go outside and enjoy the sun with him. That's what I love about dogs... they appreciate the simple things in life...