So.
Mid-Year Recital is finally over. Woa. Still taking some time letting it all go.
Woke up with Dutilleux in my head still. Coming to think of it, I fell asleep the same way too.
And had the strangest dreams again. It just gets more and more bizzare every time.
I wonder if I do too much before I retire. Maybe I should leave the last 13 minutes before sleeping -- as a time to absolutely do nothing.
Movies and dvd's always seems to make me fall asleep these days....mayb that's a reason too?
mull mull mull...
Today is absolutely shocking. Didnt think i was capable of sleeping through so much daylight. As soon as my eyes opened first time this 'morning' it said 11am. Literally jumped out of bed. But even the carpet was cold for my toes. eek. back to bed.
Ipod is freezing too. mayb that's y the battery's been dying so quikly. not. good.
dcided to listen to katchen's ravel c'to in g. favourite movement again. except i drifted off so quickly i didnt end up drowning in pool of my own tears this time. not a bad start to the morning (soon to be afternoon). daphnes and chloe suite #2 followed. absolutely phenomenal. but soon turned too savage for the morning head. *ouch*
the cutting off of the internet forced me to switch to the television and 'oscar red-carpet' make-overs on Oprah. which delayed the time i was spose to jump in the shower...and thus delayed the time i met up with mince girl. ooops.
for once i could get out there without my trusty coat. feels light. and the sun is out! suddenly jus feel like laughing for no reason. man i miss the sun! and the beach! but walking across the field to everton, the sun was satisfying enough as it is. yippeee...
ended up strolling the streets, trying things in shops that we could never afford, or items that we would never imagine ourselves wear in a million years. that's wut can b so fun when u dont have any $$. u can jus try things for the heck of it. i tried on a gorgeous creamy fur vest in max. so gorgeous. but u could fit 2 of me inside it. thank god. otherwise i dont know what i wud have done!
into whitcoulls we go. what set out to be a short mission to locate blutak, ended up in this impulsive frenzy of a quest to find zoggo's perfect present. (he turns 20 tomorrow. i think. or is it 19? 21?...oops. i shud know this!) i found another frog card, without much effort. (4th year in a row? not bad.. not bad.). dcided to decorate the card in this bright pink, massive gift box, pink curls of ribbons, pink wrapping paper....almost set out to find a pink tshirt and graffiti it with the words "I love O.C."...the complete psychedelic bad taste concept is DEFINITELY going to jump in his face. *evil smirk*
trouble begins when we arrive in cuba mall. shoe connection is where all hell lets lose. i tried on pairs and pairs and PAIRS.....gorgeous semi heeled, light green framed patterned shoes...aww...just completely gorgeous, and typically unpractical. and the boots! mince girl almost fainted at they became progressively larger and more outrageous. from practical, soft, black, decent and proper uggs to the massive furrrrrrrrr ones...thank god i didnt purchase them. but i cant stop thinking about them.
we walked further in2 the mall. and i jus got COMPLETELY TAKEN OVER. scarves and bags...uhoh....thai silk....damnit...
they have such refined and classy things, that r at the same time exotic. more of the concept that they are from far away that makes it exotic really. but buying these things doesnt make me feel closer to the life i so want to have. to go overseas and see 'everything'.
a typical day in the city really. where i could fill my mind with sparkly pretty things. when i know that deep down i want to be by the beach. at home. i miss the garden. the deck at the back of the house. the new sunroom mum and dad built. and ice-cream on my favourite bench and the pohutukawa tree. a part of me is so thrilled that i will get to c it all, jus for a few hours, when i stop by on monday b4 tonga. im so anticipating it i want to tell mum right away. another part of me wonders if i shud turn up on the porch as a surprise. hmm..are they ever good with surprises!
the day out, ended rather nicely, mince girl and i ended up in the library, warm and quiet, strolling past shelves and shelves of fiction wondering what mite bring us new perspectives of the unknown. i settled on murakami: again. except this time, i actually managed to find the book on the shelf! and also more kundera. now i know they ahve so many there, im so glad i dont hav to buy them!....man. i remembered the 'timeout' book store in mt. eden village too....miss that heaps! and soup for breakfast at frasers with zog after an O.C. marathon...
*daydream*
