the sense of perfection

I can’t stand that when I see you, all of me is drowned in your perfect stance.

I can’t stand that when I slowly place my tiny fractures back together, you appear and I cry.

I can’t stand that our minds are so far apart and your thoughts stay with you.

I hate that you can’t know

I hate that I can’t know

I hate that your body is so powerful

I hate that your words are so dominant

And your voice echoes in my hair

I can not cope with the thought of you standing

So far away from us

Or what was

What was once cloud-covered terrain

Is now

just grass.

But you stand with your perfect body
And your

Intrepid face

Filled with nothing

But my

Eyes.

And you stand

And I cry

I cried.

I wish I was the moon tonight

i wish i was the moon tonight

If there ever was a song to describe my feelings here it is...

Beautiful story behind this song....


One day, walking back from the art studio to be in time for my house meeting, I took the short cut, which means going through the boys res's, botha, matthews, cory etc, but this cut goes through botha... and there sitting on the botha lawns was a friend I had made during subject registration, he was having a chat with another very peculiar human being, and they both, called me over and I joined the conversation. It didn’t take me too long to hear his accent was foreign and then he very sweetly told me he was Canadian. This boy was really amazing, so cool and soiled... I found out he was studying music and then begged him to sing to me. He then got a guitar, and played like an absolute angel. He's into jazz. I’m not a music expert but it was surely amazing. Not only his perfected notes, but this voice, that was just so unadulterated, ever-lasting, pure....

And this song was what he sang, and this song changed my life that day, well not my whole life, just that little part of me that forgets what is really out there.
All
you
need
to
do
is
look
at
the
moon
and its there...
In the end I left his voice, but took this song with me forever


sweet dreams

Whatever's left

The beauty and the magic....

My life is so busy, I don’t even have time to stop and realise I am still living, and this is still my life.
It is almost too amazing to put into words; the thought that I actually am getting educated tends to fly over me. The idea that I’m doing what I love is still incomprehensible.
The knowledge that I'm in one of the most beautiful places in the world, takes over me every time I step outside my overwhelmed and ever thinking head...

Beautiful Friday afternoon, and couldn’t ask for a better feeling. I will be home in a week, the video project is done (was brilliant and I do apologize for anything negative I said about it in the past, I wont be negative again), and it’s a long weekend (human rights).
Problems occurring include, everyone is going away this weekend… Still have a classics essay to complete… can’t wait another week!!!

As this term draws to a very needed end, I am bombarded with art, it wont stop, but the exciting thing is, it is the painting project, maybe this will go well… Plus drawings need to be completed, but I do have faith it will all be done soon! Watch me, this weekend my drawing will be completed. I mean its not as if Ill be frolicking on the beach or anything…
Art test is done and brilliance in the knowledge that no Art History lectures will take place next week, gives me some sort of security.

I absolutely love classics. We are studying Egypt now, remarkable.
The best thing about this subject is the lecturers. So far we have had Snowball, who did the Odyssey with us, an absolute sweetheart, He’s like the grandfather I never had. Such a sweet man. Then Daniel who did all that evolution stuff, and is amazing with his metaphors and way with words, he's the type of man that makes you realise there are amzing educated men out there (that arent gay).  And now we are on to Daniel, This man is my inspiration. I have never heard anyone speak so beautifully. He is so calm with his ways, a real gentleman and so knowledgeable. In my first introductory lecture during o.week he read an ancient greek poem, and my decision to take Classics was decided.

David writing on the board, Daniel preparing for the lecture.

I love that Im surrounded by these academics. I love that I could eventually be more knowledgable than I am now. I love that I can be here and be inspired....



let the sun shine down on you
star*

I got lucky

10pm.... exhausted

Im in the process of finishing my Classics work, Im writing an art test tomorrow, I have not studied. Last night was very fun, finally had the chance to celebrat St Patricks day in a brilliant way. It was amazing, everyone was green!!! everything was green!!!

Now Im really under no position to write a whole deep thing on how I really feel about everything and my life at the moment, but I cant help listening to The Script over and over again, They are an Irish band, under my 'to hear' list.
This song, before the worst, is pretty much how I feel. even if that perfect night happened more than a month ago.... there's nothing wrong with thinking back...

It's been a while since the two of us talked

About a week since the day you walked

Knowing things would never be the same

With your empty heart and mine full of pain

So explain to me, how it came to this

Take it back to the night we kissed

It was Dublin city on a Friday night

You were vodkas and coke, I was Guinness all night

 

We were sitting with our backs against the world

Saying things that we thought but never heard

Who would have thought it would end up like this?

Where everything we talked about is gone

And the only chance we have of moving on

Is try to take it back

Before it all went wrong

Before the worst, before we mend

Before our hearts decide

It's time to love again

Before too late, before too long

Lets try to take it back

Before it all went wrong

There was a time, that we'd stay up all night

Best friends talking till the daylight

Took the joys alongside the pain

With not much to loose, but so much to gain

Are hearing me? Cause I don't wanna miss,

Set you a drift on memory bliss

It was Grafton Street on a rainy night

I was down on one knee and you where mine for life

We we're thinking we would never be apart

With your name tattooed across my heart

Who would have thought it would end up like this?

Where everything we talked about is gone

And the only chance we have of moving on

Is try to take it back

Before it all went wrong

Before the worst, before we mend

Before our hearts decide

It's time to love again

Before too late, before too long

Lets try to take it back

Before it all went wrong

If the clouds don't clear

Then well rise above it, well rise above it

Heavens gate is so near

Come walk with me through

Just like we use to, just like we use to

Lets take it back

Before it all went wrong

Before the worst, before we mend

Before our hearts decide

It's time to love again

Before too late, before too long

Lets try to take it back

Before it all went wrong

Im looking forward to this long weekend and looking forward to posting something a bit more alive...

But for now, Id like to say that Im so blessed to be here, so blessed to be living what I have dreamt...

good night beautiful people.

a thousand shooting stars x

Happy St. Patricks day!

mystery, magic, treasure

home...

10 days 'till I'm home...

So, I'm from Johannesburg and at the end of last year my family went through a drastic change. My dad woke up one morning and said "lets move to Port Elizabeth." this came as a shocker to all of us, as we have all been set in our ways for so long. We lived a comfortable life, you know, dad goes to work, mom keeps the house in order, daughters go to school, once in a while we go out, to a restaurant or to some sort of event... We lived for our holidays every December.

Dad would come home late, mom would cook him a good hearty meal, cam and I would do homework and eventually fall asleep... although all in the same house under the same roof, conversation or interaction was never had... as close as our family is, we could never just get to talk, get to know more about each other. On weekend we all wanted to do our own thing, and we ended up distancing ourselves more....
My mom would say that we were living a small life....

So yes, that is what happened, the change came in such a flash, and we did it. I remember thinking to myself that one early November morning when my dad said that he thinks we should move to Port Elizabeth, I remember thinking, haha that will never happen, they are always talking, but nothing is ever achieved...

26 days later we were on the plane to PE, looking for a house and a new school for Camilla...
Camilla was amazing about it, she was so successful at Leeuwenhof (the high school we both attended in Johannesburg) she had loads of friends, did well in all of her subjects, you know, was settled. And she was able to make this huge move.
She is the bravest girl I know... But deep down, I think us four family members just knew we had to do it, we all knew that all our lives would be better...
First of all, I was going to Rhodes anyway, so whether or not they moved would not make much of a significant impact on my life, I just knew they would be an hour and a half closer rather than 11… I liked that fact.
My sister would be able to go to a government school and still get a brilliant education, plus save a fortune on school fees as it’s a third of the price. She would be able to do so much more.
My dad would still have to work In Joburg, but his inspiration and motivation to work harder would be the knowledge that he would be on the beach with his beautiful and loving family in just 5 days time...
My mom is like me, extremely independent, and these sorts of things don’t bother her, she is extremely adaptable and will do anything for her loved ones, plus she loves change...

At the end of the day it was just for a better life, a home where everything is cheaper plus, we are at the beach, although in a city, we are able to see the ocean every single day, giving us a realization of our fragile lives, of a greater life beyond us. A bigger life... An adventure that so many would believe the Smiths would never be able to achieve...

The move was hectic and stressful as hell but was so worth it! it gives me such a good feeling knowing how close my family is to me. Knowing my dad has something more to look forward to other than online scrabble late at night. Knowing my sister can be closer to her home (the ocean) and just to live a greater inspirational life...
Don’t get me wrong, I never believed there was anything wrong with Johannesburg, well ok, crime and all that but still, its an amazing place, I don’t mind traffic, I don’t mind the rush and the bright lights, I don’t mind the ever changing construction and development of infrastructure, I don’t mind the destruction (I don’t like destruction but I enjoyed the feel of it, it amazed me what people can do...) but I know my family did mind, so I’m so happy we could do this, I’m so happy we had the courage to it. I still love Johannesburg. But I love the cleanliness of PE, the care everybody has and the respect for their environment.


Ok so my day has been hectic, this whole week has been hectic, it’s St Patricks day morrow plus a Wednesday in the G.spot which equals major party.... Going to paint this lil town green... (Talking in my gangsta voice yo). So therefore, all my work needs to be completed to night, so I can relax and enjoy morrow.

Last night I went with the one girl in my res to res stalk, we drove around to all the res's trying to find cute boys... was fun, she then bought her mattress to my room and we had a sleep over, ice-cream and all.
The problem about cute boys at Rhodes is that there aren’t any, I’ve said this before and Ill say it again, they are all terribly grotty...

Astrosoc tonight and work work work.
Started with Egypt today in Classics... amazing.
I will go into detail about my lecturer tomorrow...
Not interested in my video project anymore.

I’m off to supper now, then will be back, to work.


My Snowbelle waiting for me at home, under my dressing table.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
much peace and joy
~star

only at rhodes check out this video I just uploaded, quite a laugh

an escape...

3.30pm. 27°C in Grahamstown...

Extremly stressed, have not stopped running around today...
You will be glad to know the video project is at its worst right now, and with just 3 days left to edit, i doubt anything great could come of it... And to be honest, I really couldnt care, I mean I do, just not as much as I should... kinda over it...

But, I had the video camera today, all by myself in the bot gardens, I was supposed to record sound, but I couldnt help playing around... I think I may just enjoy working with a video camera... and I think I may just start saving up for one... I believe without a group and with my own peofound ideas, I may be able to come up with something remarkably great...

well  I havs lot to do as I keep saying, so on top of the vid, and the essay, I have questions to answer for my tutorial on Friday... I just keep thinking to myself 11 sleeps....

I really wanted to watch Valentines Day, but had no time, we have a House meeting at 7 so that means I cant go to the 5.30 show nor the 8 o clock show. Monday is Student night, and R10 movies. But I guess Ill just try find a time morrow maybe, even though it will be R15 more... And yes, I am going to watch it by myself... Any chance I get to be by myself, Ill take in a heart beat...

I finished Paths Of Glory this morning after breakfast, tears tears tears none stop... what an escape, what a beautiful story.... what perfection... Jeffery Archer is definitly on my 'to meet' list...

Right, wish I could say more but I really should go...

~*~

In tears

I have found it (click for link)

Every now and again, I fall under and then something happens and Im back.

this something is really

amazing.

Just can't help it...

3pm... Out of res, in the Jacaranda labs, on the internet...

I’m going to leave as soon as I post this...


It’s a stunning, cold day in G.town today, so nice after having 40 degree weather for the past week... I was on Facebook a second ago and read my sisters updated status, it said, "I miss my sister today" I cried. I have never been so far away from her for so long, well that goes for my whole family, but it's different, you see, my sister, is my more than my other half, she is my piece of evidence that life, love and reality is actually existent.

Camilla-Rose Smith is a mermaid, a water Avatar… She is extremely beautiful, and far beyond her years. At the age of 16, she knows and has experienced more than so many others her age… She is so intelligent and just a light, an extreme light of goodness, almost like an angel, except livelier and much more precious…

Milly is my best friend, and since the day she was bought into this world I have done nothing but love her and grow more and more attached to her, she means more than the world to me, she teaches me how to be.
We have grown up being known as the most amazing sister couple, as we are so close and never fight...
The only person that knows me, the only person that makes me feel me...

The hardest part of being here is not being with her.

Still have not gone to the studio, actually rethinking it... I just want to finish the book and maybe next weekend can be drawing weekend...

Tonight is an Astrosoc strgazing event in the Bot gardens... hope it works out even in this overcast weather, Oh yes, was able to look through the extemly cool telescope on Tuesday night, could see Orion Nebula.. 

Before I leave I must quickly say, While drawing the beautiful, black, naked figure standing infront of me, I couldnt help but giggling, not because she was naked, not because a whole bunch of art students were drawing her, not because of anything vaguely immature, but because of what I was told back in school, "Aimee, I hear you are going to Rhodes University, and you are going to be studying Fine art, well I just want to tell you, you can not get caught in the spirit, the spirit of evil and the spirit that causes you to draw naked people. Do not get caught up in the spirit. Stay true. I was at a Wits exhibition the other day and all that people are doing is nudity, it is so bad, the devil is sucking them in, my daughter was there and she had to see paintings and photographs of penises! andf people having sex. shes TOO YOUNG! All Im saying is, enjoy it, but art can lead to danger and dont let anyone force you to be in that spirit, it will overtake you. Are you sure art is what you want to do?."

I laughed again when the lovely Christine Dixie, art studio prac, senior lecturer, said to me on my first art project, "I love your idea, I love the nudity, I think if you want to better it and get an A, you should make it more sexual, paint the goat with an erection and maybe instead of soccer balls, do penises..."

I laughed.

Art is my life, my life is this...

☆

drawn to you...

12 days... the closer it gets, the more it feels like I’ve been on this really educational camp, and Ill be going home any day now, never to return... It’s the strangest feeling, and in some way, almost sickening. I truly don’t know if this is good or bad.

Have you ever felt so attracted to someone, so drawn to someone that a glimpse of them can turn you to rock, with a beautiful feeling of their own moving soul within your body...

Well that’s where I am at the moment, an absolute attraction. He is majestic, it is as if he walks on hot coals, and his feet are ice. It kills me. His beauty is almost terrifying, the worst thing about it is he is not just terrifically handsome, he speaks and the world stops... he speaks truth and purity.

It doesn’t help that I see him far too often, or that his audacious eyes don’t meet mine, but rather a hundred other girls that surround him... Maybe it is because my eyes are always looking at the space between him and me.. If he knew that his presence was poison to me, I wonder what his voice would whisper then...

I’ve mentioned this before, but Ill say it again, the majority of the boys walking (barefoot) on these streets of Grahamstown are grotty, ridiculously rude and disrespectful, I’m not sure if it is the alcohol intoxication or just the way it is... Never in my life have I been treated in this way, and I’m quite an assertive kind of girl. I mean, I go out, and I am literally pushed and trampled over by these awful men... I was elbowed in the back of my neck on Friday night by a group of boys, jumping up and down to Brit Spears, when they try to get past me through the crowded dance floor in Friars, I am pushed to the ground or worse, into the horny short guy wearing a thong, ya, nothing else. I don’t get it.. Seriously guy, I’m not interested that you can finish a whole jug to yourself, no, you cant dance, and you definitely cant dance (grind) with me, you are sweaty, and its not because you’ve been working out... You have pizza in your teeth, and you smell like meat and sweat. You need to wash your hair. And guy, you would be so beautiful, even with that long hair, if you would just wash it!! And to the majority, long nails.... NO.

Shit, and if you insist on being barefoot, cut your toenails, and if they are yellow, stop smoking, or just wear some damn shoes... shit, no it disgusts me...

Ok enough rambling, I said in my post yesterday that I wanted to work, well that is not happening, I rate I may go to the art studio later and do some drawing, oh yes, on Thursday, we drew a nude model, was brilliant…

I can tell that this week is going to be a real stresser, and I can also tell that this bad feeling I have about this art video project, may just be real, you know, for a reason… it’s going to be bad.

And then I have an essay to write for Classics on the Odyssey. Shit nervous, as I have not written an essay here yet… and on Friday, I have an art history test… I expect a busy week, and I look forward to the end of it…

Cannot wait to see my beautiful sister’s face and to hear her sweet voice and funny stories…

Untill then, I will try cope with the 87 girls here and their smart ass comments…

Before I go, I had a brilliant time with Jacks and Lucy on Friday night, they are such beauts, we went to the Dressed to get laid Party, obviously not dressed to get laid, as we did not want to get laid. On Saturday, I had to escape from this room and the voices of the girls and I went into town and did some shopping, (as much as you can in the g.spot) and I bumped into Megan, sweet girl, and she has sort of inspired me to work harder. It’s the only way to get where you need to be… ok and I did the same this morning, escaping… and I plan to do the same now, going to go find some desolate place, under a tree and finish this book once and for all.



Until soon, may whatever you believe in keep you safe..
*

The end of the day...

....wow....

Saturday today...

So, I'm lying in bed, listening to the hype around me, all the girls getting ready to go out.... I'm tired.
So, last weekend I went over my Internet quota, yes 'tis true, I was so bored last weekend that I spent all of my time on YOUTUBE watching episodes of 'the annoying orange'. But, surprisingly this turned out to be a good thing, as I couldn't access the Internet from my laptop, and had to go to the library to work... No distractions, and I actually worked.
I really enjoyed it, I think I may have to resort to the library for work all of the time...

This week went quit fast, and its quite a blur... but all I know is I did work, the video project is not turning out anything like I imagined. I thoroughly dislike group work. Ive been reading Paths of Glory by Jefferey Archer, he truly is amazing... Ive pretty much limited my reading material to him, although I did Order a collection of short stories by Wells Tower called Everything Ravaged Everything Burned (recommended by Mr Lightbody... )

Missing home, insanely too much... I'm so excited to just sit on the couch, eating butter toast, ultramel custard, watching TV, holding the remote, Snowbelle lying in my lap and the beautiful presence of my mom... wow I can not wait, seriously... So my mom did come through this Wednesday, was such a great day, she bought me a present ( not food) Actually a piece of Irish porcelain, I'm not sure how valuable it is, I know that 'Wade Irish porcelain' can go for about 30 pounds, but this is not Wade, but it is a very sought after design (yes, I googled it)
so anyway, she came and it was so nice, we had breakfast and lunch together, she is such an inspiration. I don't know what I'm going to do when I see my sister, still cant believe shes going to joburg, shes even going to visit leeuwenhof!!! Ya, anyway, Ive decided Im going to start collecting Irish Porcelain and my mom is going to collect wedgewood, I am looking forward to going antiquing with my mom...

finished all my work, found the most divine yogurt, called 'Fair Cape'

Ohy my word, I really did come on here to speak about something extremly important and interesting, but I may have to do that tomorrow. Im so tired, and would really like to work tomorrow, so thats the plan, *tomorrow*, ya heard that one before...

The annoying orange

the perfect words...

standing under the depth of your soul
every part of me
enlightened by your perfect
smile
the overwhelming
size of happiness
of a body of
a natural stand of
resolution
as roots hold up the tree
and your intrepid fingers hold up
my weakened knees
hold me close
as your words whisper
as your eyes stare into my moving mind
a minute of pure floating
hold this with me
a promise always in my mind
speechless
breathless
I cant tell you
can I keep this night
 your beauty
masculinity
crushing
intensity
taken aback by your grasp
poison takes over
cant let it go
push...
moving away
from night to day
today

edge of desire

Here's a pic of me and Catherine, we doing the same subjects, could easily be my best girl. I have never really been the best at having friends, but this could actually be something. we are after all stuck with each other for 4 years.

so here's the story ....
I need to go home. I feel so up in the air here.. I miss my room, my cat, my mom and dad, my sister.... ah!
So my mom called and told me that the day I come home, dad and Cam will both not be there, Cam's going back to Jhb for a couple of days.
But ya, I do not mind this at all, just to spend time with my mom is going to be amazing!!! I will have art to do during the holi though, but that doesn't matter... Hopefully the parentals will be kind enough to take me to Cape Town... hmmmm

Video project is happening, I have no clue or any vague idea whatsoever how it will turn out, but I'm extremely happy with the story and concept, I feel an extreme close connection to it... I will post it once I have it written clearly.
I didn't realize that studying Classic Civilization would make such an impact on my life, it's so thought provoking and despite a lot of work and me, being quite an amateur at the whole idea, I'm actually quite enjoying it...
SO.... Last night I went to the GRASS meeting, in the botanical gardens, its absolutely beautiful there, green.... and at night it feels as if the darkened sky and all it's stars will collapse into me... Its amazing... so GRASS stands for Green Revolution And Social Solution. Its an awesome thing to be part of and I am very excited to be part of it and to get started, so much can happen and a change is on its way... Its going to be really cool. by the way I'm so sorry that I don't emphasize or explain what I'm talking about but I will eventually.... The people there were all really cool, and we drank wine and snacked... after the event I went back to res as I was supposed to meet up with a friend who's party it was, I saw Cath, who was also part, and she didn't know where the other girls were so we quickly went to my room so I could get changed, did so in 10 mins, and then we headed out to find no sign of the birthday girl, we probably waited around for 45 mins, and eventually we went to go ask someone in her res where she was, and we got the "not here" sentence, Catherine downed a 750ml bottle of Autumn Harvest crackling, and we hit the town. eventually we met up with a whole bunch of art kids and a whole lot of others I know and then it was this huge group...

Farryl Purkiss, really awesome, sings that 'ducking and diving' song was playing at slip stream so the plan was to mission there, then there was an accident, one of the guys we were hanging out with got hit by this other guy on a scooter, vespa type thing, it was quite devastating, and everyone was in complete shock.
this is the second accident in a week here in gtown... I rate it as a sign, the whole drinking thing.... you know.... but anyway, I have no clue why I'm going through my whole night with you...
sorry but yes, it was quite an eventful night...

right then now onto what I came to say.... my life and the boys in it... I'm not here to rant and throw names around, but just to try my best to express some feelings...

no wait, I cant right now, Im being called over for hub on the lawns...

x x *the little cracks, they escalate...

a banana has never tasted this good

I find it extremely vital that I share my space with you, this is my room, number 33 Olive Schreiner, st Marys hall...

I just ate a banana dipped in honey, was amazing!!! But there hasnt been a time in my life that I have craved meat as much as Im craving it now!!! I would do anything for a Steers burger right now... or my moms famous lamb stew, my word.... Oh yes, I am a vegeterain since you ask, well pescetarian, I still eat fish, just not land animal...

Well, Im busy doing my classics tut and contemplating the basis of my life... quite stressed as I dont have paper for drawing tomorrow, yes, stupid I know...

I cant wait for my marmite toast tomorrow, but for now I should get back to work...

but quick, things I have realized since being in Grahamstown and studying at Rhodes:

• It rains every tuesday
• missing one lecture throws a person off track completly
• if you dont have dc++ you are not in the 'know' (by the way I do not have this)
• the food can become repititive in the dining hall
• spiders enter rooms easily
• ants love water
• boys are quite grotty
• so are girls
• drinking is the thing to do
• "Im studying at Rhodes"
  "oeh! you must be enjoying that!!! all the drinking! studying to be a professional drunk."
• studying art may take up most if not all of your time
• walking barefoot is fine
• wearing your pjs to lectures is fine (not to me)
• seeing your lecturers out at the gym or in a bar is chilled
• being away from home is hard for me
• Boys are quite rude
• Stalkers are on the prowl
• The guy you are interested in is interested in the girl who is interested in the guy who is interested in me...

I miss my sister, Camilla...
I am very anti this whole going to lectures tomorrow thing...

still starving

aimz*

333

Today is the 03-03-2010

3+3+2+1=9 9 divided by 3=3

THREE is my number, It's the number that my life has been based on, not only a lucky number but a number that can tell me almost everything, through this number all that is to be, becomes...
3 is my life number and the only number i will ever be able to understand, enjoy and appreciate


ha ha, ya, so that's how it works... Today is "My day" as it is a 3... not only is it a 3, it is the third day of the week, it is 23 days till I go home (23+3=26) SO believing it to be a good day, can only make it better, like in my previous post, positivity was quite evident(takes a lot for me to be so positive) and positive thoughts = positive energy... I woke up after an amazing sleep, straightened my hair, ate a really good breakfast(peanut butter) At the breakfast table I received a rather rude comment, I was talking about ancient Greek and then was confronted by this statement, "You can stop calling it ancient Greek, it's just Greek, It's an ancient language as is..." I went back to my room, made my bed, got everything set up for my well planned day... put on my lacy black underwear, a tight black top, a high-wasted grey skirt, black gladiator sandals and even threw on some make up... Then I realised I had no water(we cant drink the tap water as there are extremely high levels of ecoli) therefore I had to buy, so I took R5, finished up my previous post and began with a late start and left the Olive Schreiner(my res) at 10.am... As I was walking I managed to trip, but not fall, just bit my tongue... so I walked and walked and went to buy water from under the arch, It turned out to R4.50 therefore I could buy 2 chappies as they are 25c each, so I grabbed two, and carried on to the art department, I opened the gum and popped it into my mouth and bit into my worst flavour! but it didn't phase me as I looked at the cool facts it stated,

did you know? 331

The earth fits into Jupiter about 1000 times, Jupiter fits into the sun 1000 times, that makes the sun 1 million times bigger than the earth.

met up with my group for the video project, went to go speak to Rat, I knew what she'd say, I was right. Ironically as we turned up to her office she was cleaning up a dead rat, covered in flies... was quite disturbing but pretty hilarious.
I left the girls and went on to my Classics lecture, by this time the wind had picked up (in Grahamstown you can never know what the weather will be like, it changes second to second) I am wearing a skirt so this does not help me in anyway. I get to the lecture hoping to have a seat on the couch like I always do while waiting, and this really cute blonde 2nd year is often there as well, so while walking towards the couch I see it is full, and he is sitting next to an equally cute blonde girl... Finally the lecture started which only caused more stress as I need to finish my answers and I need to understand whats going on, which at this moment is pretty impossible. I left, went straight to lunch and got the worst meal, mac and cheese... went to my room, freshened up and headed out to the library to do my art readings, I get there and the book is not in, plus, I realised I had locked my keys in my bedroom, I ran back, no one was there to open up for me... So I sat outside admiring the smoke creeping into my lungs from the pleasant smokers around me... I decided I cant let this get me down, I should take a walk to pick and pay as I need a disposable/discarded object for my drawing lesson tomorrow... while walking there, I drop my bag as I lean down to pick it up my skirt lifts from the daunting wind, I get up with pride and make my way down the street, while walking all model-like I stub my effing toe so dam hard that it scraped.
soooooo eventually, I settled for a plastic knife and fork form debonairs(saved myself from walking any further) and came home, almost got run over by a fellow res mate who was trying to avoid me because she could have easily driven me, but she didn't...
so i got home, hung out with a friend till the sub-warden could open up my room for me. Got an sms saying money has been deposited, quite a shock at the amount as it is far less than I budgeted on... was about to start my work but quickly went on facebook and saw the total number of photos of me on my profile is 444, My body crumbled and now I feel quite disgusted and 'cursed'...
so at the end of the day I'm left with readings, classic tutorial questions, a stubbed toe, no supper,and the knowledge that this day of 3 has passed with nothing great really... BUT, now I think, Maybe I was concentrating so much on all this negativity that I missed the most beautiful miracle? it could be... No more! i wont do it again

it is 3.33 pm this very second yes, life is amazing.
wow

wow

talk soon, aimee room 33

I love Wednesdays...

Wednesdays have come to be my favourite day of the week, most probably because I have one lecture...

 Well today the video project needs to be discussed, there are so many ideas going on in my head and I feel like there needs to be one main idea that can be bought forward.

Rat Western should help us out... Never worked with a camera before.

So yes, the past couple of Wednesdays my mom has come to visit me, and spoiled me with really good food, Camilla baked cupcakes for me last week, and today there will be nothing like that, which is quite depressing and what makes it worse is that I unbooked my supper, so I will either be starving tonight or will drink lots and lots of tea or may result in ordering a pizza (which I shouldn't because of the money situation, I am a struggling student after all, and one pizza could lead to an extra kilo)

Anyway, it is Wednesday today and I have one lecture, my mom isn't coming to surprise me with treats, oh yes, last week she bought me my framed Snow Patrol limited edition print :), ya, so she isn't coming, I have a ton of work and this comes as a surprise because quite honestly Ive been here for a month and work really hasn't hit me like it has for today, I need to answer all these questions for Classics.... not looking forward.

I should also do some Art history readings in the library, I haven't mentioned how much I love the library here... well I do.

Oh my goodness I need to stop going off topic, Holiday begins in 23 days... I can not wait to go home and see my beautiful sisters face and my cat Snowbelle and eat fish and chips on the beach and watch tv and and and....

I miss home!!!!

“A house is made of walls and beams; a home is built with love and dreams.”

ASTRON

The word "astron" is the Greek word for star, I thought I should mention this as it seems like the ancient Greek civilisation and language is quite prominent in my everyday life here, mainly through my studies and astrosoc. I realise how much the Greeks/Hellenes had to do with so much of what we do or know today... well as well as the Egyptians and everyone else from those times, but still its amazing...

With aching hands and bleeding feet We dig and heap, lay stone on stone; We bear the burden and the heat Of the long day, and wish 'twere done. Not till the hours of light return, All we have built do we discern.

-Arnold, Matthew Empedocles on Etna and Other Poems,'Morality' new art project, video project, major inspiration from this quote, it's a real beaut... Matthew Arnold is mentioned in Ian Mcewan's book 'Saturday' the poem, 'Dover Beach' this, yet again amazes me, as it was my matric set work and here I am finding quotes from this 1822 english poet and critic, who knows, he could be my new favourite? will have to read more... Oh yes, another thing to keep in mind is the idea that infrared is an extreme heat, and snakes can see it, snakes can see heat, therefore they can see cooler things as well as he are able to differenciate.... hmmmmm I think this is leading somewhere.... will let you know if it does. Not sure if I mentioned in my other extremly confusing posts that Im quite a rambler, but all I want to say is that Im sure Ill get the hang of it, and soon enough there will or should be a common thread throughout these posts, and yes, another thing, Im quite a technological know-it-nothing- so this whole Blog thing could be quite a disaster.... only time will tell. Much love and peace and all that's good in your world



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थे इदेअल प्लेस...

Can you believe, I just spent an hour writing up this amazing uber deep post, and then... I clicked that blue back arrow on the right side of the screen (no clue why) and then that was it, gone... So the idea of starting this blog is to realise my true worth in the academic world, away from home, away from well, everything I know... so now Im running late and I really want to piblish this so I will, Oh yes quick quick, Im on my way to astrosoc yes thats right, and then I must come back and do my classics tutorial questions... will be soeaking extremly soon,

थे इदेअल प्लेस तो बे...

SO what, in truth, or should I rather say, where, is the ideal place... I'm an hour (by car) away from home, where my family lives, I'm 11 hours(by car) from my birth place and about 16 hours(by plane) from where my soul resides... here, where I am, is away, is strange, is wonderful yet incredibly foreign. Although I am still in my country, I am away from my love, my feeling of being at home, being comfortable... Here In Grahamstown, Eastern Cape, South africa, the world is ever changing, a life of many faces, many voices, brains on fire and a girl walking the streets of a historical landmark, a girl breathing the air of this distant town and learning about her lifes passion... ok ok, Im going off topic, My question is, Where/what is the ideal place? for everyone this answer varies, but for my intrepid mind, this ideal comes to be more evident as every day in this little town passes... Don't get me wrong, I love the learning environment, I love the beauty that surrounds me each day... But, I cant help thinking that more needs to be... or I need to feel some sort of belonging... Feel my soul wow Im a terrible writer, my thoughts are far to complex to try and express and my use of the english language is even worse!!! well here's the plan, seeing that I am studying at Rhodes University, I expect my ideas and language to expand in terms of professionaless... haha ok Im off to astrosoc now * ~ *