The City Lights are Leading

There is a strong possibility that I may move into the city in late July. That means I'll be out of the burbs, God willing, on 11th July. For those who know Tracey Houge, I'll be moving in with her. It's a small place, but light and clean - surrounded by parks and running tracks. Tracey said that I can live there as long as I like. That's great, all we need now is a cat and we'll be set for the rest of our lives. If only I could convince Emily G to join us and we'd true gothic horror fiction spinster sisters. Not that there's anything horrific about Emily, or Tracey or me for that matter...

To answer your question, I'm moving for my own sanity. I love my housemates, but I'm too far away from the social hub of Church, Christian Union and Uni. My hermitude makes me more depressed than default. Furthermore, I save on train trips without comprimising rent money. So please pray that my moving happens. :)

I shall have to make some changes though, like buying cooler running gear and adjusting wedgies in public. I will also miss our house's mascot, Lenin the (almost life sized blue pygmy) Hippo. Or maybe Seth could just make another one. A tiger would be cool.

Next year, I'd like to apply for the Victorian College of arts and do, God willing, drawing, graphic design and art history. I have plenty of ideas for projects, so it would be lots of fun. Furthermore, I produce art quickly, so study wouldn't take up much of my time. That way, I could get more involved in Church and CU and get a job as a kitchen hand.

I would actually really like to have such a job - not only do I love cooking (and find cleaning cathartic), but I like how restaurants have this calm, finished exterior (eg the food looks really swish) and yet there's the chaotic, energetic powerhouse that gets the work of art to the table. I'd like to be a cog. So, if there's any swanky restaurant owners out there, I'm the girl for the job. I'm afraid that my job-search would be hindered by the fact that 1) By then, God willing, I would be BA (Hons) and 2) I'm a female with waitressing experience, so they might only be interested in having me on the floor, which I wouldn't want.

Anyways. Bla bla bla. Nothing profound to say. Should be writing essay. Needs to be more esoteric. Ironically, esoteric. And I didn't see any good looking guys today.