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sniff sniff sniff.

Oh but Sir Toby is going well. We have decided that the play will be set in a hotel lobby & Feste will be a barman with a martini shaker. I will be a fat out-of-work actor with dirty jeans & a loose tie, also very drunk. But of course the drunk part will be no trouble ;]

(sneezing fit)

Yesterday, I faked a sickie & took the day off, it was very enjoyable. I bashed hell out of the piano for most of the day & watched Little Britain for the rest. I also had a very thrilling phone call with Fi:

"Ooh, Gilmore Girls."
"........."
"The witty banter!"

OH! & Lizzie called me on Skype. She sang to me. Apparently, I am riding on a pony, on a pony, on a big fat pony.
Anyways, I recorded it on my cellphone. I want it to be my ringtone.

I have been doing a lot of painting, it is nuts, my teacher is absolutely useless & we never know what we should be doing most of the time, ergo, I am sort of working it out myself. Photography is good fun, we can do still lifes (lives?) tomorrow.

Senior's quiz night tomorrow, I have no idea what it consists of but it should be JOLLY GOOD FUN.

I have a newfound love for the piano, because Lucile is in desperate need of new strings & while I have been tightening screws etc, the bridge is v. dodgy, it keeps going up & down, I think I need some kind of bolt to keep the cog-things in place. Meanwhile, she sounds terrible, like me with my hoarse voice trying to sing.
Anyways, my piano is great, I have not thought of a name for it yet but I think it is a boy piano, not a girl piano. Weinbach is the name written inside the hood. Maybe a German name, then?

Oh, you know what I recommend? Plain milo. Just eat it with a spoon (or the end of a knife seeing's the 7ths have stolen all the spoons from our side of the common room) & it is lovely.

The people who seem to perpetually live in #Whores, by the way, are awesome, because they help me with my music theory. FanTAStic.

Zzzz. You know what I hate? The advertisements frightening us into getting the MenzB injections by saying "oh my little sister died of meningitis". Yes well maybe, but no eight-year-old boy says "I wept" of his own accord, & the bloody injections don't give you a full immunity anyway. Putting up posters in railway stations of diseased babies is something I do not care for either.

Althea gave me a "Vote for Pedro" badge! Cheers, Althea good buddy, I think to reward you I shall call you Alfalfa. Uhhuh.

sniffffffffffff.
I am getting up at some ungodly hour tomorrow, like, 5.45, to go running with l'Claire before school. Ho hum.

Oh, I don't care, Lucile & I are off to laze under a tree.

http://soultown.deviantart.com/journal/8003257/ Sat, 25 Feb 2006 21:05:23 PST Listening to: Antony and the Johnsons - Fistfull of Love
Reading: five quarters of the orange - joanne harris

Things, um.... they are not going very well.
I'm sorry.

this is nice, though.

_{Svetlana xx} ]]> ~soultown oh, golly. http://soultown.deviantart.com/journal/7934809/ http://soultown.deviantart.com/journal/7934809/ Sat, 18 Feb 2006 13:42:41 PST Listening to: Red Hot Chili Peppers - Teenager In Love
Reading: a pretty pretty Taschen one

Well, it was fun while it lasted.

So.... what's been goin down?

That is what I have been working on, for my art class.
If you look very carefully then you can see both my knees & a book about Picasso at the bottom of the photo, below my desk.

School has been fucking hectic, I did a series of photograms this week, which was fun.

Oh, & I got a part in the school play. Well two parts, in two different plays. One is Sir Toby, in Twelfth Night. YES, THE DRUNKLE.

The other is the goat in the Sound of Music.

Yes.

The goat.

K, I have to be off now, I'm going shopping & I should've left quite a while ago. GOTHBOOTS TIME.

_{Svetlana xx

smile!} ]]> ~soultown Morning, Storming http://soultown.deviantart.com/journal/7805253/ http://soultown.deviantart.com/journal/7805253/ Sun, 05 Feb 2006 02:30:49 PST Mood: this and that
Listening to: Antony and the Johnsons - Fistfull of Love
Reading: Angel Blood - John Singleton (release date 4 May)

Things are quiet, things are loud.

I hope you all are well :]

_{Svetlana xx

smile!} ]]> ~soultown Ginger and Wasabi Truffles. http://soultown.deviantart.com/journal/7736614/ http://soultown.deviantart.com/journal/7736614/ Sat, 28 Jan 2006 22:35:09 PST forreal.

Mood: On The Phone

bummin'
Listening to: Andrew Bird - Nervous Tic Motion To The Head
Reading: Küßchen Kubchen! - Roald Dahl (German translation)
Watching: Family Guy

Just a quick update to inform you all that school is starting on Wednesday and I will be a lot less active from now on.
I will however definitely be replying to all emails, so feel free to drop me a line:
tillybean@gmail.com
Go on, you know you want to, and I love getting emails.

Also that The O.C. is really cool and you ALL know it.

A friend and I have been investigating paddling pools, but have not managed to buy one yet. Said friend and I, though, turn out to have matching wheelbarrows which might do instead. Who knows?

I have ended up with somewhat of an addiction to chilli hot chocolates, have been attempting to create my own recipe but haven't tried it out yet.
I'm pretty sure the way to go is to create a kind of chocolate paste, possibly melted chocolate with some kind of alcohol added to prevent it solidifying. Mix in chilli powder, then pour hot chocolate & frothed milk over the top so the paste dissolves.
Interesting.

For the record - never do commissions for relatives. It'll all end in tears and plus they think they're entitled to family discount - fancy way of saying they pay you shit-all.

People keep telling me I look Swedish, it's odd. Do I?

If anyone needs something to read - I strongly reccommend Mortal Engines by Phillip Reeve. C'est fantastique!

All right you bums, I'm off.
Au revoir!

_{Svetlana xx

smile!} ]]> ~soultown Out of Interest. http://soultown.deviantart.com/journal/7669803/ http://soultown.deviantart.com/journal/7669803/ Sat, 21 Jan 2006 18:57:26 PST forreal.

Mood: Sick

sore
Listening to: Rob Dougan - Speed Me Towards Death
Reading: Like Water For Chocolate - Laura Esquiva
Watching: Memoirs of a Geisha

Just for future reference;

never, ever, ever
listen to Marilyn Manson covers of the following:

- Another Brick In The Wall
- Willy Wonka Theme Song
- Personal Jesus

and any other covers he, or his band, happen to have made.

That is all.

_{Svetlana xx

smile!} ]]> ~soultown Cloudy, With A Hint of A Smile. http://soultown.deviantart.com/journal/7568076/ http://soultown.deviantart.com/journal/7568076/ Tue, 10 Jan 2006 19:30:01 PST forreal.

Mood:

quixotic
Listening to: Coldplay - God Put A Smile Upon Your Face
Reading: My Sister's Keeper - Jodi Picoult
Watching: Jackass

So here we are, another year. Awesome. Oh wait. I covered that last journal. Fuck, nevermind.

It's an interesting day here; the kind of weather that you think is pretty cold, so you bundle up, and half an hour later you realise you're sweating. Odd.

At the moment, I'm wearing one of my dad's old shirts, and new shoes which I bought this morning, $300 Italian heels (oh, you don't think I paid that for them, do you?

). Don't worry, I don't wear this kind of thing to town or anything. My pj's see a lot of the outdoors, though, which is cool.

They are frigging nice shoes, btw. I don't normally go for yellow shoes, but they're awesome.
Thank god, for New Year sales, and charismatic gay men who coerce you into buying two pairs of shoes when you didn't need any in the first place.
He was a lovely guy, actually. We had a nice chat about the Victoria's Secret fashion show, and he dissuaded me from the orange heels - "Oh no," he said. "They'll date."

Fly My Pretties is an awesome band, you know. I inherited their Live At Bats Theatre album. They're a side project of The Black Seeds? I'm pretty sure I recognise the voice.
"haveyouseenmahbago'money?"
one, two, three, four
DUN DUDUDUN DUN, and the bass rips in.

Oh, I got my first commission a few days ago. I'm illustrating a children's book.

I house-sat last night. Strange concept. My mum didn't think it was a good idea - "But Mum, it's just like camping, only with walls."
I'm not so good at reassuring people, hey.
Then she called me up at half-10 to say, if I felt nervous, I could come home, and she'd leave the outside lights on for me.
Cute, my friends call it.
First taste of empty-nest syndrome, I call it.

It smells of creosote round here, constantly. It's nice, but supposedly carcinogenic. Whoops a daisie.

I got a letter from the NZ Blood Service this morning. As it turns out, my blood type is O-Negative, and I get a keyring to match. According to them, this makes me part of the "elite specials club" and my blood can be given to newborn and premature babies.
Woo.

These are my new Italian shoes:

Yes, that's a skirt. Not my choice, my jeans are being washed. Oh, how hard it is to be a girl. Skirts are no fun, you know.

Exam results are back on the 26th. At least if my marks are bad, I have an excuse ;]
I am so without morals. Ahem.

I quite like Jamiroquai, actually. What the hell is that genre. Acid jazz?

Memoirs of a Geisha comes out on the 19th. Wahey. I loved the book, the movie should be amazing. The idea of "mizuage" really shits me, though.

I just got my stationery list for this year. Which is fun, no, really. I could live in a stationery shop. It's just something about the smell of paper.
Art stuff is damn expensive. Lucky I have most of it already, though.
Watercolour paper is awesome to draw on, by the way. Fuck watercolours, ink is where it's at.
I'm saving up for some gouache though. Right now, I have a 20ml tube of "verre tempera", and a grand total of $0.60. Awesome.

This is what it is like here:

I don't remember where I was, in the daylight one. Oh wait, no, I do. I'd been making lemonade with a five-year-old rockstar.
The other photo is in my garden.

Anyhow, I have other stuff to do, though no doubt you're all riveted. I'm off to buy chicken, actually, to make dinner. Yuuuuum.

Au revoir, my loves.

_{Svetlana xx

smile!} ]]> ~soultown I Got Your Shoes. http://soultown.deviantart.com/journal/7471950/ http://soultown.deviantart.com/journal/7471950/ Sat, 31 Dec 2005 21:23:10 PST forreal.

Mood: Happy

sunburnt :]
Listening to: Jens Lekman - Pretty Shoes
Reading: The Face - Dean Koontz
Watching: The Frighteners

WELCOME TO TWO FOUSAND AND SIX.

DO YOU LIKE PIE?
SO THIS YEAR I AM GIVING UP PIES.
Good, eh.

So, like, 2005 was fucking wonderful and fucking awful at the same time, for a multitude of reasons. But hey, I'm still alive, and I'm happy. Like usual. And this is due in part to a few very lovely people; =bowlingforrainbows, `cei-, ~eclipsic, `newklear, `snowmask, =UnderestimateMe. So thanks for being generally awesome.

I have a whole lot of New Years resolutions, but I wrote them when I was a bit pissed. Ergo, I will hopefully NOT be opening a cafe, or eloping to Madagascar. [What? Exactly.]

What are YOUR resolutions for 2006?

_{Svetlana xx

smile!} ]]> ~soultown