leaky faucet

This blog is meant for updating. The problem with updating is this idea that updates string together with the other updates, creating a kind of chronological tale of my time here in Oz. As you have noticed, my updates are few and infrequent. My updates are more like awkward highlights in a textbook—like the kid who doesn’t know how to study for his biology test, and highlights the things he thinks the teacher may find important. Sometimes, I write to my audience too much. I try to think of those who will read this and ask myself, “What would they like to hear of my experiences?” The problem is the expected fluidity of blogging turns into more of a leaky faucet.

But I figure if I’m going to give you a leaky faucet update, I might as well drop some large driblets.

Here are some new ideas for today. Only today, because my brain won’t even consider processing the last week.

In order for something to be fixed, it must first be broken.

My creativity isn’t wrong. It isn’t judged. It isn’t perfect. It isn’t ‘beginner’. Creativity is.

Don’t bother playing Chubby Bunny with an Aussie. Their cheek elasticity is better than Americans.

Rosie isn’t the only one in the world who calls people “Mangas.”
Watch Angus, Thongs, and Perfect Snogging and the English world will open to you. I suddenly understand so much of my roommate that I once found perplexing. It’s a girly boy crazy teen girl who discovers acceptance. It’s Nickelodeon, so it’s pretty feel good cheesy, but it makes so much sense!

Girls nights never end with just girls.

I am not alone in the values I was alone in back home. I am in common minded company. Sometimes that makes things too easy. Sometimes its better to be around people who don’t think the same as you-- it stretches you. I don’t really feel the stretch mentally. I feel the stretch in different ways- emotionally, for instance—but not mental. I suppose if I was being stretched in all areas of life I would have a mental break down, so I guess this will do for now.