It's nice sometimes to just sit back and do nothing for a while. Well, nothing except eat your way through a box of chocolates.
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In other news, I am into my second week of semester break and loving it. I am living life and actually emerging from the house for reasons other than university, plus I have a number of photoshoots lined up which is very exciting. I hope everyone else is well and enjoying the summer/winter wherever you are!
In other news, I am into my second week of semester break and loving it. I am living life and actually emerging from the house for reasons other than university, plus I have a number of photoshoots lined up which is very exciting. I hope everyone else is well and enjoying the summer/winter wherever you are!
My dream, for when I am old and confined to my bed, is to be able to say that I have been places and seen things beyond the conventional happiness of a tourist itinerary.
By December last year, I was in the city of my birth with slivers of a fractured extended family. By January I was travelling to places I have been before and don't remember, and cities I've only seen printed on maps. I fell ill and traveled anyway, built a snowman with a cousin I met for the first time, took part in petty feuds and received results for exams when I didn't make the most of my opportunities and news of an acceptance to a university where I can.
Yesterday I melted away in face of heat and humidity and overwhelmed relief to be home in Sydney. Tomorrow I will spend my first full day at Sydney University and next week I will turn eighteen and be responsible for those things children never think about and teenagers avoid but I am excited and hopeful to live 2011 with no regrets.
"What you can have is determined only be the lengths to which you will go to get it."
I think this is how I will choose to live my life from now on.
"can we pretend airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars
i could really use a wish now"
I want to live life. I want to live wide.
But these days, it feels as though to 'live life' as a teenager is to go out, get drunk and make out with someone random (or not so random) so as to provide entertainment for bystanders. I wonder if my tone reveals just how disenchanted I am with all of that. I suppose I should get credit however for possibly being the last teenager in my suburb at least to have never gotten drunk, never had a boyfriend and never done 3/4 of what teenagers do. So I suppose that means I don't live enough.
I have these exams at the end of the year. I know I have to do well in them - there are no shortage of voices telling me that they will determine my future. I just don't know what that future will be. So far it just seems to be a continuation of an existence that has accomplished little, that by some twist of luck I will come by mass amounts of money so as to enable me to see the world as I long to do.
The only thing I am sure of is that I want, no need, to travel.
I always thought that to live life meant to do the things you enjoy without dwelling on the repercussions, so I suppose that the whole gettingdrunkandnotrememberingwhathappenedlastnight has that covered. Once upon a time I enjoyed violin, and writing, and was good at both. That has changed, and any supposed talent faded. What I have now is photography, but I know that I am not, and will never be, good enough for that to carry me through to a future.
There are a lot of people in the world. Too many, really.
Of these six, almost seven billion, souls, more than one billion do not have access to safe drinking water. Twenty four thousand, eight hundred and fifty five people died from starvation just today, whereas another billion are overweight. The scary thing is that these figures creep up every second.
From the moment you are born, to the moment you die, you are a number on a website, in a database. You can't escape being a statistic, but being a number means you exist, and it means that you are in a position to make change.
It is far far too easy to fall into the trap of being ordinary.
The irony is, most of the time its not because we are. Its more that to be one of the maybe 30% who live a comfortable life with a house in the suburbs and a family means that most of the time, we don't aim to be anything more. We leave the chasing of greater dreams to those we think have power: the politicians, the celebrities, the soldiers fighting battles we're content to sit at home and not picture. We don't try (hard enough) to become more than just another +1 on the counter.
I cannot truthfully say that I am not a hypocrit accusing others of being ordinary, but today is the day I start telling myself to change. We need not do something big for it to be something amazing.
So long as we're here, we might as well try.
As I was writing this, I asked my friend how I could turn this blog post into something inspiring. He told me to finish off by creating a new statistic, one more true than any number of well, numbers. Of the six billion in this world, there is only one of you.
**statistics from Worldometer
Of these six, almost seven billion, souls, more than one billion do not have access to safe drinking water. Twenty four thousand, eight hundred and fifty five people died from starvation just today, whereas another billion are overweight. The scary thing is that these figures creep up every second.
From the moment you are born, to the moment you die, you are a number on a website, in a database. You can't escape being a statistic, but being a number means you exist, and it means that you are in a position to make change.
It is far far too easy to fall into the trap of being ordinary.
The irony is, most of the time its not because we are. Its more that to be one of the maybe 30% who live a comfortable life with a house in the suburbs and a family means that most of the time, we don't aim to be anything more. We leave the chasing of greater dreams to those we think have power: the politicians, the celebrities, the soldiers fighting battles we're content to sit at home and not picture. We don't try (hard enough) to become more than just another +1 on the counter.
I cannot truthfully say that I am not a hypocrit accusing others of being ordinary, but today is the day I start telling myself to change. We need not do something big for it to be something amazing.
So long as we're here, we might as well try.
As I was writing this, I asked my friend how I could turn this blog post into something inspiring. He told me to finish off by creating a new statistic, one more true than any number of well, numbers. Of the six billion in this world, there is only one of you.
**statistics from Worldometer
