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Spacegirl Princess Carla: Alive and kicking in cowboy boots!
Hello, readers! Never fear, I am still alive! Yes, even I begin to worry about myself when I haven't updated my dear little blog for over a week. How I miss my university days, when I could update 3, nay, 4 times a week! Instead, now I am sneaking the odd little update before I start work, or it's a pleasant thing to do on a Sunday afternoon. How thankful I am to have such a dedicated bunch of loyal readers. Thank you again for not deserting me. And don't worry- I'd never disappear off the blog radar without a trace. That happened to me, once- I was reading a favourite blog of mine, and all of a sudden, the page wouldn't work anymore. I think it's been 2 years now, and I still Google the writer's name every now and then to try and find them. I miss them.
Hmm, well, I feel bad for not updating sooner. I didn't even go away anywhere. In fact, I've hardly been away at all this year- hang on, I don't think I've even gone on one little trip! And going to Palm Beach for a day for a photoshoot doesn't count. Anyway, I was going to update my little bloggy-boo last Sunday, but I was cleaning like a maniac. Argh! Life is just so busy lately. On a typical weekday, I have about 4 hours at home after work before I have to be in bed again, catching up on z's for the next day. I am really looking forward to a time when this pattern stops. It's pretty unhealthy.
Good golly: so many new obsessions, so many things I want to do with my life! Why don't I have more time to form my all-girl rock band? Why is there not enough time to glue all of my crazy magazine cuttings and collected things into The Love Files? Why do my eyes hurt too much from the computer, so I can't read much on the bus home?
This week, I finally finished reading "Jane Eyre", by Charlotte Bronte. Oh my goodness- it was amazing! Jane is a totally cool character- independent, compassionate, smart and driven. You can practically hear Destiny's Child's "Independent Woman" in your head when she runs away into the woods. I had suspicions that "Jane Eyre" would be the book to transform me back again into a Serious Reader. Since I left high school, I have unfortunately fallen into the habit of reading contemporary fiction (ie. trashy novels). Not anymore! I stayed up late the other night to find out what happened to Jane and Mr Rochester. Read it, read it, read it! I have been so inspired to read more books, that I have now started a reading journal. After I finish a book, I will write about my experience of reading it in my new reading journal. I wrote, like, 10 pages on "Jane Eyre". The book was sooooooooo good!
In other news, I am meeting BOTH sets of Geoff's grandparents, plus his extended family at a family lunch this Saturday. What's a punk alternative girl to wear? I had a look in my wardrobe the other night, and to my dismay, all I could find were skirts with ragged hems (cut by my own hands), t-shirts with band logos on them, really lairy patterns and op-shop items. Oh dear. So I visited the shops the other night, in an attempt to find something more conservative. And what did I buy? A fluoro orange skirt with sequins on it, and cowboy boots. Hello, NOT conservative. I don't know why I think I should pretend to be less eccentric. Maybe because I really love Geoff, and I don't want his extended family to dislike me. Anyway, I have since decided that I will just be myself. Everyone says that that is the way to go. Anyway, Geoff's family will find out, sooner or later, all the weird stuff that happens in my brain. There's no point in pretending otherwise. An example of my weirdness is this: my newest favourite phrase is, "Are you cereal?" As in, "Are you serious?" When I use this term, my friends usually look at me and repeat, "Cereal?" And I say, "Yeah, you know, like Froot Loops. You're a Froot Loop." Ha! Insults AND ingenuity, all at once!
AND, OH MY GOODNESS: The Rose Seidler House 50's Fair! This Sunday! I am going with my fabulous friend, Nichi (aka Nichi Noodle, Veracious Vera, and My Inspirational Art Director Figure). We are going to dress up- she is going to be Sandra Dee, in a lovely satin boofy dress, and I am going to be Rizzo, in denim peddle-pushers, a neckerchief and a knotted shirt. Okay, so Rizzo wasn't Chinese, and Sandra Dee was never a high-flying art director on her way to Europe, but like, who cares? And yeah, I've never finished watching "Grease". But anyway, the 50's fair is a highlight of my year! I am so totally pumped!
And also: will there ever be a time when can I resist the urge to sing terrible pop songs in front of church congregations? I am sure that by Sunday, my new friends will think of me differently. I am rather frightened, but also hopeful that my inner Hollywood star will sparkle that night. Stay tuned. All will be revealed. |