Beth iz rampant consumer!!
Today I bought two cds. TWO! For just myself, noone else. Michael hadn’t even heard of one of them.
And that isn’t the worst of it; no, that’s only the beginning. I then spent the next half hour looking in shops at clothes and makeups and shoes.
And I wanted them. I wanted them lots.
Beth needs help!
On summer nights I used to sit by my bedroom window, the warm breeze blowing the scent of flowers, and of food, through my room. In the distance I could hear a neighbour play the spanish guitar, that siren song of evening, and I would close my eyes and dream of boys, and stories and the future.
Tonight I sat on a green stone armchair by the water, watching the jumping fish collapse into the air, and back into water. The air was cold around me and while the lights along the river grew into big orange orbs, all esle was dim. Yet I sat, not yet ready to return to the life and the love that I have found. Not yet, but nearly.
So much has changed, yet still you comfort me Lord. You refresh me, renewing my soul through air, water and the peace of watching.
Thank you Lord.
I need your advice. I’m getting a GHD straightener with my nice 900 from Mr. Rudd, so I am free to cut my hair shorter than is currently possible. But I’m not sure if I want short hair, or whether I want to grow it out. I need something that people will take me seriously with, both in the workplace and in a journalistic capacity. It also must suit me and my personality. With this in mind do you think I should go:
b) Long and layered
or c) Something else (tell me in the comments)
I’ve resolved this year to be open to opportunities. As such I have joined a university club; joined the International Leadership Experience and Development Program at the uni; signed up for a program which connects international students with domestic students at the uni; had a conversation with John Anderson, founder of Contiki Tours; signed up to a journalism feature writing competition; walked up to random strangers and started conversation; and resolved to go on student exchange in 2011.
I am not unsatisfied. Perhaps a little tired.
My decision last year to pursue journalism as a career was motivated by many factors, outlined in a multiple page pro-con list. What appeals to me most, however, is being close to the heart of the world and having a voice to share my experiences. I want to know the world. I want to know people. I want to travel. I want to learn. I want to read and write and love and critique. I want to grow.
I am fully aware of the competitive nature of the industry. For once in my life I am not intimidated. I will succeed not because I am a good writer, but because I have the motivation, the drive, to do whatever I need to in order to fulfil this goal. I know this is the place for me – or, to be more accurate, I know there is a place for me. And I will grow into it.