There Is A Light That Never Goes Out

ok so recently the only posts ive had time to ... well .. post...have been horrid depressing things which havent painted the appropriate picture of my time in england at all. Its more that just the sections of time ive had long enough to myself to write something have been spent thinking about everything im missing back home and everything thats crap here.

So im turning over a new leaf and taking my head out of the oven so to speak.

So we recently got in a spot of trouble, i wont go into details, but anyway we nearly all lost our jobs and the next set of loreto girls mightnt get a place here .... heh .... and jess wasnt involved of course. that full stop was supposed to be violent but that doesnt show up on screen...

but anyway it got me thinking about what we'd do if we got fired, we thought we'd rent an apartment and get jobs and then just come home after the summer holidays cos weve already all paid for those trips. but then we werent fired and i was dissappointed. but now that i know im definately not going anywhere anytime soon i have time to appreciate little things that make me happy.

For instance:
- the hour of sleep i get after breakfast duty and before post duty and how heavy i feel when i get up
- knowing that the yr sevens have bets as to whether ill wear my black beret or my zipper earring everyday
-looking up at my ceiling and seeing a million faces of people in bands staring down at me. and even though i dont know them all personally their music makes me happy
- remembering my dreams, like the other night i dreamt that i was working with my great grandfather in the chinese apothecary (weird cos im not asian) and i was sat outside with a basket for people walking by to put money in (weird cos im pretty sure thats not how the apothecary buisness works) and then this buff polish man (i think he was polish) came past and was spraying alcohol at the door way and then set it all on fire with his cigarette lighter.
usually i can kinda tell what my dreams mean vaguely but i am completely lost with this one. which in its self is kinda cool :)
- british vogue came yesterday and there was some illustration in it and i saw it and ari will remember i went 'thats what my job is going to be omg this person has my job'
so yay i know that the job is actually out there, for british vogue even!
- nme comes tomorrow! yay mail
- when i think about my future house i get happy. i think i want to namer it after a deerhunter song like 'vox celeste' or something or maybe a reference to a favoutrite poem
-'musing'. musing makes me happy
-the sounds of clocks ticking and pages turning, this used to make me apprehensive probably because of the hsc haha, but now it reminds me that time is passing, slowly, but still it passes.


i corrected my spelling :)