Always drags. I generally feel run down and like Ive been run over multiple times by a car, then dragged along behind it for a while. It always seems like the week before unibreak starts all the assessment are piled up on each other. Jumping between writing Journalism articles and doing Art Director on film shoots, wrangling up last minute props or cramming for exams I generally wind up feeling near death the week after.
Sure I felt run down but I some how avoided getting hit with the flu that was lingering in the back of my throat.
That and this is another attempt at quitting smoking. 2 weeks so far. With a lot of mood swings, cravings and low points.
The start of last week I pushed myself writing the first act of a short story that was inspired by a friend. Attepmting something new always pushes my boundaries and this one is from the perspective of a wolf, who is also male... if you have read any of my work you will find this weird as most of my characters are female and they follow a conversational writing style. Easy to translate into a film I guess. This one is very visual, no dialogue, lots of thoughts and instincts.
And powerful... and fun to write. It also has a supernatural twist but for once isn't horror.
Wednesday I visited my friend Jade who has just given birth to her gorgeous baby boy Hunter. Her and her hubby Mark seem really... tired. Happy and proud also fit in there some where but I have never seen two warm blooded people so zombiefied. BUT for all the right reasons and they weren't complaining. I was just shocked. I've never spent much time around kids...
Probably because my chain smoking, industrial music playing whiskey swigging might look bad beside a baby---- babies fault not mine--- the baby made me do it.
Thursday I got to enjoy my friend's Hen night. Sarah who got married saturday just gone, invited me and other friends and family out to dinner where we all talked wedding goss and shoved steak down our throats (ok I did Ive been too busy doing who knows what to remember to eat, reading and writing I suppose). It was a pleasure to meet some of her family and friends who were incredibly nice and welcoming towards me. The night was rediculously enjoyable I had forgotten how great some innocent girl time can be. Talking boys, gossip, fashion, shoes, uni, work etc etc
Plus I got to wear out my new H&R of London lil black dress. The dress is holta neck, with a giant bow over the bust, made from black drill with flocked velvet polkadots, low cut back showing off my back tattoo and lined with tulle. The perfect length for my shortyness, and gracefully shows off my batman thigh tattoo. I matched it with some fence net/fish net stockings and my favourite silver Bordello leoard print heels.
Cant stop loving this dress.
The lucky bride to be.
Here comes trouble.
Leah & Sarah after our inner city galavanting.
Its fairly obvious that my friends are diversified. I dont have a 'group' of friends, Im not part of a clique of like minded people. My friends are from all walks of life, completely different from one another and accept me exactly the way I am. Some are to the point of extended family that look after me when the times are tough, most are better friends to me than the superficial friendships that your average person on the street has. All my friends introduce me to new exciting things, broadern my horizons, comfort me when Im down, support me and help me create my dreams. They all make me proud to know them and are unique amazing individuals.
Friday I spent the morning working, rushing with my lovely pin up friend Kimmi to one of my tattooists Alex to have some touch up work done on my thigh tattoo. Mainly I just wanted that kick of adrenalin I get from tattoos and an extra edge. It helped keep me designing all day and reading and planning some very unique and exciting photos shoots for the future with my friend Kimmi who is a budding photographer.
All in all... my holidays are starting to pick up. The weariness is subsiding, my creativity is on such a roll that my physical body can hardly keep up. The humidity is up and the thunderstorms are rolling in and Im looking forward to the first lightening show of spring. Stay spooky little Darklings.
<3 Jekki
