Nostalgia: School Plays

I can recall plays from my childhood that I found myself either envying or having a great time.

I can remember in grade one, I think we did a combination of Madeline with songs about the seasons. I could recall wanting to be a leaf; the costumes were something like 2Dish and looked something like this, and the choreography they were doing looked like much fun. Ungrateful little me; I was cast as one of the twelve girls (I know I definitely wasn't Madeline) and we pretty much re-enacted those repetitive bedroom scenes with Ms Clavel. Songs performed included "Surfin' USA" (Summer) and "California Dreamin'" (the latter, for our purposes, was edited for Autumn for some reason).

One in grade four I think was a competition or extravaganza of some sort; we had been studying The Wizard of Oz for music class and performed a few songs, among a few different acts from other schools. I was cast as a munchkin, I can remember wearing my flower girl dress from my mother's second wedding (which at the time had been two years previously; it was a tight but still passable fit) and we had the four main characters cast. We didn't have a yellow brick road, sadly, but us munchkins pretty much learned to part on cue and instruct the four to follow 'the yellow brick road', they would pass through the gap and then we all danced out after them as a closing to our act.

Rummaging for answers in the pages...

And then you kind of experience things for yourself. 

And find the line between fiction and reality.

Some housekeeping involved with a trip to Mildura next week, hopefully seeing a few friends, and family. I've got breakfast with my older sister to look forward to in the morning, and I'm on a high from my first time driving at night. The lights are all so pretty and distracting in Melbourne at night and it's difficult to appreciate when starting to take on a driver's perspective.

Right now I have an open suitcase behind me and it's packed with barely anything. My room is a mess, I'm still working through getting a passport, and I'm terrified at the prospect of being financially aware - not that I haven't been aware this past year - but still. It's little moments that make me so aware of how lucky I am. 

I've saved up enough to go on holiday - overseas! - but also the mundane. I cook my dinner and place it in front of me. Somehow I can't find the words to complain - by having a warm cooked meal in front of me, I'm doing so much better than a large percentage of the world right now. People losing jobs, unable to purchase medicine for simple illnesses, and the list goes on.

The world is a contradiction.

♥

There's honesty, and then there's brutal, but realistic honesty.

And cuteness.

Melbourne love...

The past couple of days have been spent just kicking back and enjoying Melbourne. I've been taking things at a leisurely pace, and I've been appreciating the little things about the city I love. The sight of pigeons scurrying across sidewalks and people scurrying to cross in the Flinders Street/Elizabeth Street intersection. I'd had the pleasure last month of being awestruck upon my tram passing under this. I've had the wonderful experience of sitting in Delgraves Street (pictured) and having breakfast with my older sister one morning the previous June; which involved attacking a huge bowl of warm porridge. I've had a few awesome times with my friend Mel, with countless trips to Starbucks, and I've envied the people on horse drawn carriages in the central business district and always wondered how much those rides would cost.

And it's also hard to believe I'll be in Thailand this coming April - which coincides with my twentieth birthday. I admit I am getting fairly excited, although I will be more so once my passport is sorted and is safely in my hands.

Hope your year has started off wonderfully.

That wasn't the question.

I hope you've all had a safe and wonderful start to the new year. I've looked at the resolution for last year and found that it's perfectly applicable to this year as well. I've done with the best I've had.

I'm still knee deep in paperwork and I'm just trying to look forward to the day when I have that passport in my hands. I've also launched myself into Buffy, just for the sake of things. Christmas in Mildura was non eventful, but peaceful. The weather's been incredibly hot in both Melbourne and Mildura, and the days have mostly been spent relaxing and chasing the heat away - when I'm not working.