there is that thing that people do after break, where everyone asks everyone else how theirs was. did you go away, did you study, etc... no no no, you? i actually had an amazing week. on saturday i had jen, alex and jon, a couchsurfer friend, over for a few drinks. we all got pleasantly drunk and then some more drinks happened and some more and a short while later i was passed out. alex sang heavy metal music to me to make me feel better, megan took care of me and i felt like dying at work the next day.
on tuesday i caught up with jess and carlin's gang, we had a few drinks, i laughed my face off and later in the evening jess and i masterminded Tomato Through the Glass, a german art-cocaine film.
on wednesday night i went to see metric with my sister and my dad, and i don't know what i was expecting but i was taken over for 2 hours... i felt felt felt, encountered something fucking amazing and came home energetic but sad, because i left everything of myself in that moment back there. i've been listening to metric all night tonight, trying to remember how it felt to be in the crowd, but at best it's like remembering myself in a past life. i am reincarnated, i may as well be a locust again as be in that crowd again. living moment to moment is something that i usually celebrate, but lately i've felt the loss of those moments more than i've felt the moments themselves. at least loss is a good indicator of what is important.
on friday i met up with emmie, jenna and their friend gin for some drinking times at the duke. we ended up staying out for 10 hours, spontaneously seeing a metal band at the sandringham which i really enjoyed, and around 3am i ACTUALLY ended up telling gin that i loved her. here i was thinking that none of us could ever do anything without being ironic about it, and there i am drunk and telling people i love them, and it's the least ironic thing in the world, because i was in a world of pure sensation. phenomenology probably started because all those french bastards drink so much.
on monday i was able to hang out with all the housemates incl. honoraries, which was incredibly nice.
there was almost no uni work done, but i'm in an acceptable position anyway. so this is what i will tell people when they ask me: i had an actual break and it was awesome.