From The Bird Nest

Beautiful wonderful jellyfish eutopia

Mon, 29 Dec 2008 00:12:01 GMT

This was my favourite part of the show. It sounds like jellyfish gelling through the ocean. They would be jellyfish, like the ones in that special island lake. They have evloved to not have any stings. You can swim with them and they gently buffer and nuzzle you <3. The contraption at the front is made from wine bottles and bellows. The far right corner is a table covered in wine glasses. At the back are the wonderful glow worm whirly things,I love that this was made, mainly because I like to think of someone pouring so much effort into making something that sounds so pretty.The saws are on the left hand side. The sound they make is eerie but in a magical way. La la la... They collect all the things that people don't want anymore and turn them into something beautiful.

This is the lost and found orchestra.

Lost not found

Sun, 28 Dec 2008 01:38:40 GMT

I was going to write about the Lost and Found Orchestra, but I don't want to now. I'm deleting it tonight. I can't believe that I'm so stupid enough to think that I meant something. I am an inevitable nobody. Why do I always try to do the best thing, unselfishly and then it just always makes me feel sad. I don't want to be sad anymore. I'm moving back up to London on Tuesday.

'Cos I like to be gone most of the time, and he likes to be home most of the time...

if I stay in one place I lose my mind, I'm a pretty impossible lady to be with.'

I always wonder why I let so many people that don't return anything to me such a great amount of space in my heart. If you are reading this and think it's you, it isn't you wont probably even realise.

They are shooting stars-a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, a fleeting glimpse of eternity

Fri, 26 Dec 2008 21:30:19 GMT

Fri, 26 Dec 2008 21:17:39 GMT

Hug my family, take a shower and make a few phone calls

I have to fill in the rest of the chapters myself

Tue, 23 Dec 2008 00:18:17 GMT

So we squish the grapes and then it takes even longer,thus we begin to mull the wine of sadness
Since being at home I have found it so hard to get to sleep. I have been constantly day dreaming and wandering the rooms of my house.I see the time 1.45 three times a day. First at a very early time of the morning, second at around lunchtime when I realise I need some food, and thirdly when it's very early in the morning again. It would be okay if being awake didn't mean thinking. I am finding it hard to distract myself away from thought s that I know are contributing to my regretting and restless state.
Yet, I decided just now that I will do some some reading and note making. It's been praying on my mind. Generally if I am not doing work, I am thinking about it.

I am awake again, and I am hungry. When you are asleep you don't notice that you are hungry. I have coffee and fly biscuits. So called by Claire as the dried fruit in them seem like squashed flies. This reminds me of insects encased in amber.

I love musuems. I love the Natural History Musuem in London.Walking through all the exhibitis I wish I could learn about all the things in there day to day. I remember saying to my teachers that I wanted an encyclodpaedia degree, not a text book. I guess it's up to me now to fill in the rest of the chapters

Things I need to do

Improve my vocabulary-Dictionary by side of bed

Eat better food- This means more healthy stuff or less bad stuff, or both?

Be a better friend -More communication, more post, more love

Make more things-Self explanatory, It makes me happier

Be adventurous-Discover new places and people

BE BRAVE-I don’t want to be afraid anymore

Bulk up sunglass collection-Replace all the lost and broken

~~Stop cracking my joints~~

See Sufjan Stevens-Because.

Visit Arazonia

Knit for peace

Stop falling in love

(... It makes me sad )

I like things,especially the type of things that people don’t want.

Mon, 22 Dec 2008 23:10:17 GMT

There are a few people in the world that make things okay ~~however desperate, w~~hen on your own you feel like you could never overcome something. I have some pretty amazing friends. Not many, but those that are close to me I care about so much. Claire is pretty much one of the most amazing people you will ever meet in the world. (I will discuss of course later when I spend a day in her life) Gosh she makes me happy. We both were home, well in her home, my second home, and we decided to hit the charity shops. Yes, I love them. They are my favourite places to shop, because with each thing I buy:

It's Giving money to a good cause
It isn’t going to a landfill to sit in sadness and very very slowly crumble away
The item I have has already had so many adventures before me, and that is pretty magical.

We went to everyone along the high street. My favourite one was off the main road and it wasn’t from a chain like Oxfam or cancer research or anything. This was run by a group of people who wanted to raise money for their charity of choice. I could hear a lady in the background calling out if anybody wanted tea in a delightful estuarial colloquial tone and excitingly offering the ‘posh biscuits’ with it too. It makes me so happy to riffle through all the stuff that gets donated to those places. There is hardly ever an occasion where I don’t manage to come away with something. Thats not because I buy things for the sake of it, no no, just because I like a lot of things, especially the type of things that people don’t want.

Where it's at

Sat, 20 Dec 2008 21:42:43 GMT

My mind is very busy. I think almost constantly. I thought that typing here might be a good outlet for all the activity; also, I enjoy writing, reading and making things. This way I can access lots of other information and people’s feelings, also people can read mine. I like sharing. I like ordinary, everyday life. It is the activities of each day that make up whether it has been a good week, month or year. Life’s everyday intricacies are where it's at.

p.s. You can find out about me slowly, even if I tried really hard I couldn't sum myself up all in one go. Decide for yourself, be my guest.