commute

Ok so since I've been working at QPAC (which I absolutely LOVE! Best job I could possibly think of), I've been catching the bus..

and i've come to realise...

that I could write an entire novel on the events of one bus trip alone.
I never say a word along the whole journey, but there is so much said that doesn't need words.
I could write about the people that I encounter, and my thoughts about them. The people I find myself deeply intrigued by, and end up staring at them, only to pull my gaze away, realising how creepy it must seem. I think a lot about if people are doing the same to me.. what must they think? Are they judging me the way I am judging them? surely, they are. Oh, what I would give to know what they are thinking.

And then there's the bus driver.. for some reason I am fascinated by them. I always watch them in their little rear-vision mirror. What must they think? They must judge everyone as they get on their bus. They would have to! It is sort of their job, isn't it? And I wonder what sort of day they've had, because obviously that impacts what mood I find them in.

I rather like catching the bus. It makes me feel more of a citizen, if that makes sense? More of a commuter, a part of this city. Using public transport makes me feel good about myself, and I feel involved in the whole scheme of things. Whereas when I'm in my car, I'm so removed from society. Isolated. I am in my own little world, listening to my radio, and not really caring about the other people on the roads. In fact, I don't even look at the people in the cars.. just the cars themselves.. Driving is so much more impersonal than buses. In a sense, you build a kind of rapport with the other "regulars" that catch the same bus at the same time. They are your safety-net on the bus. I'd like to think they had my back, and that I have theirs. And hey, one day someone might just actually say something.

out.

QPAC

So as most of you already know, I got a new job at QPAC! I'm so excited! It's always been a dream job of mine, and I'm SUPER excited to be starting now, because 1) Chicago opens next week, and 2) They've just completed there $34Million refurbishment!!!!

here are some pics:-

i remember

ok. so its day 2 and i've remembered how much i hate uni.
but i'm a soldier. i soldier on. i've already done a year of it, may as well finish it.
i've realised i just become comfortable with where i am, and i don't like to change, even if its probably best to.
But how can i say that? i DO like change! Don't I? I always used to think I did. Actually, I think I like the novelty of change, but soon enough, when the novelty wears off, I don't like it.
I HAVE realised in the past couple of days I have a serious case of "Grass is greener on the other side" syndrome. I'm just never content. And I don't think I ever will be, either. Its something I'll have to learn to live with. And probably suppress that longing for something different, and just suck it up and accept what i've got.
oh no, i didn't mean for this to be another "woe is me" blog... but somehow it turned into one....
i'll just come back to blogging in a couple of days... maybe i'll be happier then.

P.S. my keyboard is annoying me

escape?

I've never felt more alone or out of place. Like I don't belong here with these people. They just don't understand me.

I apologise for the depressing-themed blogs of late. I promise the next one will be happy.