Wednesday, October 26, 2005

two types

There are two types of people - those who come into a room and say "Well, here I am!", and those who come in and say "Ah, there you are!"

You can usually sort them out after 20 seconds of conversation...

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

chill

Amel Larrieux - Make Me Whole

Let me tell you why I love that song.

I love it because...

... through the chatter of uni students arguing about requirements and assignment deadlines
... through the hustle and bustle of Central in the PM
... through the screeching brakes of cars and buses along Broadway
... through the beats the beat boxing busker produced in the Devonshire Tunnel
... through the sound of tickets being entered and removed from the Central Station turnstiles
... through the clicking of heels of women rushing for their trains
... through the announcements and re-announcments of the trains on Platform 18 & 19
... through the familiar sounds coming from trains arriving and departing Central
... through the innocent stories the kids on the train told

it soothed me. It brought down all the stress I was feeling. About school. About work. About everything.

It was just....... chill.
(hehe)

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Rita Mae Brown

One of the keys to happiness is a bad memory

It's so true, it's almost disturbing.

Monday, October 03, 2005

copacabaaaaana

Michelle Branch - Desperately

Another Labour Day weekend away has come and gone. Spent this one up at Copacabana (yes, it's a real place) with the oots peeps. It was a beeeautiful weekend! The sun was out all Sunday and Monday - I laaahved it! Something else I love about the small towns outside the city is that the nights are so quiet and you can see millions of stars in the sky - it's so beautiful! I really want to get a holiday place up the coast to be able to run away to that whenever I want.

It also helped to be surrounded with people that collectively kept me in a good mood all weekend. Thanks kids.

Pictures are up on the i-station. Enjoy!

... aaaaaaaaand now, back to reality.

"There's something 'bout the way you looked at me"