Yesterday (Sunday) I modeled some clothes for the newspaper’s wedding exhibition. I’m not quite sure why I said ‘yes’ when I was asked if I wanted to do it. I think I was in a ‘I should try new things and have new experiences’ mood; yay, yay, yay. It was bearable, just. I went down the cat walk a few times by myself and then with a partner a few times as well, had to get changed quick and their was free food and drinkies.
It was kind of unstructured. I got there about 1.30pm and we all went through instructions a few times and then we did it. I’m the kind of person who would have wanted to practice it a few times, like eight or something. Especially the changing sides with my partner and the like. I think we stuffed that up a few times. Oh well. It’s a fleeting number of moments, which no-one is really going to remember in eight hours time (hopefully).
Even though it’s winter it’s real warm inside at the moment. My housemates (one particularly) are big fans of creating summer in winter. They have the reverse cycle set at 30 degrees Celsius and they probably let it get to about 25 degrees Celsius. I think the crazy thing is that if it was summer and it was that hot inside they’d have the air conditioner on. I don’t mind if it is pretty cold inside and I wear five layers of clothes. It’s times like these I need a housemate who is a global warming fanatic and they can obsessively turn all the heaters off.
At the end of last week I was really frustrated for some reason. It was just like everything was a chore and I felt tired even though I shouldn’t have been and all I wanted to do was go to bed and read a book or something. I feel a bit better now. I don’t have to work a weekend for a few weeks and so I’ll have some more rest time.