Week 8 of training....

I earned my first cordão and am having the most amazing whole-life journey learning this art.

Happy.




Capoeira não sai da minha cabeça
Capoeira não sai do coração
Capoeira quem joga é mandingueiro
Capoeira é jogo de irmão

Capoeira
é beleza
Capoeira
é tradição
Capoeira
tem fundamento
Capoeira
é vibração

Capoeira nasceu foi nos quilombos
e no sofrimento da senzala
O nego cantava a ladainha
enquanto o cana cortada

Capoeira
é beleza
Capoeira
é tradição
Capoeira
tem fundamento
Capoeira
é vibração

Na roda de capoeira
pode se matar ou morrer
Mas também se joga limpo
que é bonito de se ver

Capoeira
é beleza
Capoeira
é tradição
Capoeira
tem fundamento
Capoeira
é vibração

Para ser bom capoeira
não basta ter aptidão
Tem que se jogar com a alma
e cantar com o coração

Capoeira
é beleza
Capoeira
é tradição
Capoeira
tem fundamento
Capoeira
é vibração


xxx

more song chart memes

I love my Hula Hoop.
Yes I do.






All photos taken by my best friend and ace photographer, Mr. Joseph A. "ginger wizard" Edmonds: Deviantart

Medicine and websites!! Suggestions needed :)

FINALLY I'm doing someting in my degree which (in theory) will be not too hard for me.

I appplied to do a unit in Computer Assisted Learning with medicne and have to make a website.. on anything.. as long as it's to do with medicine/health.


Ideally, I'd like it to be something psychiatric.. and aimed at "our" demographic.. students, young people, the "i-generation". people who are on the internet and use LJ!

Possibly happiness?! A website about good mental health.. or informative? I've no idea.

What do you want to know more about in terms of your mind or your brain?

Do you want to know how to help someone with a mental "illness"?

I can't thank you enough for any suggestions.. I have so many ideas in my head but just can't put them in place.

I really want to make a small website which I can actually publish online which may even make a difference. If you've got any personal health problems which you don't think are well addressed online, let me know :)

Love
H x

I just bought this coat

*grins madly*

Hehehehe- so excited, it's just over 2 months until my 21st Birthday, which I am having in the Alps!!

*so happy*

http://www.snowside.co.uk/

So far, about 10 of my friends are confirmed as coming with me!







Yay!

H x

For lost love
With a smile.

.... i love her for writing this song. i hope she meant it when she wrote it.

N.B.

In case of death, I want this song played at my funeral too. Current playlist includes:

Staying alive
Some boring over-emotional choral song which suddenly breaks into Burn Baby Burn (disco inferno) after 15 seconds - (this is presuming I'm cremated)
I will survive

Also, I want mimes.. pretending they're stuck in coffins.. and doing sad faces at everyone there (including the eye rub crying thing)

And I want the coffin to be brought down the aisle (or whatever it is) by men in suits and sunglasses to the Resevoir Dogs theme tune.

Yeaaaaaah :) x

My current life in pictures. Tralalalala

So, I went out into my garden this morning to enjoy Autumn sun (my favourite type of weather) and noticed birds singing. For the first time in months and months, I realised they were singing. It was one of those cliched beautiful moments where I felt like life was exciting and beautiful and was begging to be explored. Probably helped on by the fact that me and 2 of my housemates made an amazing discovery last night...

At about midnight, we were all sitting on the stairs chatting. Because Pid was sitting on the bottom of the stairs looking up at me, we all quickly remembered the ceiling hatch near the wardrobe next to my bedroom. So out came the chair from my room.. not big enough.. so I ran downstairs to get the ladder from the garden. After a lot of manouvering we managed to clip this huge ladder into place and through the opening of the hatch. I went up and it was totally dark but I found a plug near the entrance, so we plugged in a lamp and ventured up there again.

IT WAS AMAZING!!! Totally dry, warm and comfortable, with a roll of carpet which we quickly put down. It's just this amazing space with low shelves on one side which looks like a bar.. there's also a strip light running along the top (bulb broken) and the sloping ceilings are covered in black plastic. We sat up there for about an hour and decided that we're going to install a UV light and write in UV pen on the black plastic.. turn the shelves into a bar, get a TV/Stereo up there and fill the entire thing with beanbags.. It's so utterly amazing that we've had this huge room which is basially made for partying above us all this time.

So now it the beginning of my weekend.. it's sunny and I'm going to go meet one of my best friends during his break at 4pm so we can go have a picnic in The City. Yay.

I cried! Yay. I'm happy because I know it's a step in the right direction.

And something amazing happened.

Apparently, my Grandpa had written 30-pages of memoirs between 1992 and 1997.

And no one knew until today.

Not a single person.

He had put it in an envelope along with his will and mentions in it that "no one will read this until I'm gone". He even mentions that he has 9 grandchildren (which includes my youngest cousin and the last grandchild) who he is so proud of. It starts saying "this is the third time I've tried to write this and hopefully it will get finished - 3 to 5 years".

I am going to spend some time with my Dad typing it up in the future (my fast typing is finally going to come in useful). This has to be done because I personally can't read my Grandpa's handwriting (kids nowadays don't really learn to write in script I don't think).

So that's the biggest happiest thing to happen today... though the past 12 hours have all been pretty amazing.

J came to meet me at Uni during Lunch. We met at London Bridge and we went to eat in a little cafe next to the Clink museum where I had the most YUMMY chicken salad with couscous and peppers and dressing *mmm*. Then we followed it up by going to The Tate Modern for a little browse. They're installing the giant spider again, which has followed me around the bloody country (I saw it in NY and Canada I think..). Then we went to the minimalist section and both stood there with a slight feeling of rage inside us. Maybe we're stupid.. Maybe I just don't get it.. but 120 bricks in the middle of a floor?! Apparently it's amazing because "evey sculpture has the same height, volume and mass". OF COURSE IT FUCKING WOULD!! If you make it 2 bricks high and use 120 bricks then it'll always be the same height, volume and mass. AAAAAARRRRGGGHHHH!

Some stuff I liked today was:

Raqib Shaw (Jane Seymore)



Sophie Calle



And a book in the shop called "Face Food: Bento Boxes"




So now I'm home with my hoop, which I'm going to go play with in my garden.. and I'm on the way to sorting out my educational status. I've hopefully got an interview with the head of neuroscience soon and I've done my research on US Universities! I love Boston so much that Harvard is obviously my first choice- I'm pretty sure that my 3 A's at A-level will be okay but I have to sit SAT1 and SATII (?!?!) and have no clue what they'll be like! The only problem there is that I'm starting to make really good connections in the UK in terms of interactive art/drama and events.

Excitingly, I'm putting in my proposal forms for the 2009 festival. I've several art installations I want to do, some of which are interactive. One of them involves crowding part of the woodland with hundreds of washing lines with sheets and socks for people to play/hide in. Last years "banana tree" (which was just bananas wired to a tree) lasted a day before the hungry stoned people figured out how to get them off. They even ate the golden plated banana. Damnit.

I also want to do a "6 degrees of separation" style game whilst there. I intend to set up a booth where people can submit the name of their friend, their occupation and where abouts they're from on the front of an envelope and put a message inside. The envelope is then passed onto a total stranger and it's their job to find the person it belongs to. The festival only has about 10,000 people in it, and the majority of the time, someone knows someone who knows someone, so it's a really nice way to get talking to people too.

Aaaaa, I'm so excited already for it and it's not until next June. Until then, I have Luminopolis (http://www.luminopolis.org/content/view/41/105/) which, quite frankly, just makes me happy to be living in London.

x

"IT'S ALIVE!!!!".. only after a healthy dose of "no medical school" though. I haven't had time to update this in so, so long because the last few months have been a blur of lectures, clinical placements, exams, raving, and a shitload of moving.

So.. so far, in the past 12 or so months, I have lived in the following:

America (Feb-May with a few breaks at home in between)
Europe (May-July)
Croydon (July)

** point at which I actually moved all my posessions to new "permemnant" [in theory] residences... **

My sisters house in Croydon (July-September)
Borough, London (September - Janurary)
Bethnal Green, London (Janurary - March)
Whitechapel (for a week in March)
Bethnal Green again (one week in march)
Bankside, London (March-May)
Dalston, London (May - last week)
Home (last week - Wednesday)
Southwark, London (Wednesday - September)
Somewhere new (September +)

I have done so much moving I have been close to (well, in) tears more than once. I think it was when I had to move from Whitechapel to Bethnal Green, which isn't far, but I have pretty much EVERYTHING I own on me (including a huge duvet and 6 pillows, 3 massive ikea bags and 2 smaller bags) on by back, trying to catch a bus at 8pm just as the handles on the majority of the bags broke due to strain.

ANYHOO... I should be settled again next week, although it's only temporary for the summer as the room is too small and I'm needing more of teh space for next Uni term. One of the main reasons is...... I've had a baby.

Well... not really a baby. More furry. And sans any of my personal genetic material. And I didn't have to go through any form of painful labour (unless you consider handing over £100 for a kitten and £100 for all her injections painful)

(she's normally less sideways)


*said in French accent*

Maaaaaaaa Boooooootiful Amusebouche. She is the best thing I have ever purchased in my life. I love her and she is adding towards my status of "crazy cat lady". She's already reduced the stress in my life by being generally cute and lovely and I get the feeling she'll stop me going insane next year. Incidentally, I passed all my exams this year, so I'm officially 1/5th of the way to being "Dr. BeePea"

I'm going to do my usual thing now of ending this abruptly becuase I'm tireddddddzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

To Do:

1) Keep chugging on with medicine, get my degree and earn enough money so I can travel with my degree and do medicine around the world without having to worry about cash.

2) Change to neuroscience next year.. finish Uni by 2010, go find a job in the city. Use the time I'll have free (as I won't be in lectures 24/7!) to follow up my interests in human rights, travel, communications and management.

3) Accept who I am right now. This second.

4) As tempting as it is to write about happy things, keep personal relationships and LJ as far away from each other as humanly possible.

5) Stop expecting things and looking to the future and accept that actions are louder than words and that's beside the point if the words are there too.

6) Find a house to live in

7) Skydive

8) Go to burning man

9) Actually use glowsticks at a rave even though it's not very PC nowadays

10) Help moondog out

10 a) Buy milk

11) Actually post all those parcels which are at home

12) Find the real friendship bonds and nurture them.. abandon those which are eeeevil

13) Watch SKINS series 1 so I can watch SKINS series 2 when it starts in Feb

14) Become involved in RAG week

15) Actually follow through on my plan of becoming "pet of the week" in the London Lite

16) Go to a regency ball / have a regency party / talk in early 19th century English for 24 hours straight

17) Buy H2's housemates more wine (/edit: bought chocolate instead)

18) Accept the fact that this weekend is going to be the best weekend of my entire life (Bristol + beautiful company + seeing Sanhita + grimy  studenty drum and bass + not getting to bed until at least 10am.... HELL YESH!)

19) Accept the fact that valentines weekend is going to top Bristol and that, sadly, I have had to wait almost 20 years to feel THIS excited about spending time with people

20) Figure out how I'm going to get back to Minneapolis again this year for visits and to feed the squirrels. I am 100% serious when I say that the black squirrels in Loring Park are a huge driving force for me going back to Minneapolis... British squirrels are just so rubbish in comparison.

21) Get out of debt. Whoops.

22) Stop updating livejournal at 10:30 at night when I know I have to be up at 7am to get to my GP practice tomorrow morning and conduct my first patient interview on my own and I've yet to read through the notes

Myself and H2 are going to be helping set up "The British Fortress" at Burning Man this year.

I'm so friggin' excited, it's ridiculous.

Current favourite things:

1) Decent mathrock
2) When Hannah says "I say!"
3) The fossa ovalis
4) The pretentious "lets have an expensive party in a warehouse" art scene
5) Going with Annabel to the above
6) 20-somethings with business cards
7) The story of Paul Potts, which I didn't know existed until 2 days ago... it made me happy
8) Having hair which only takes 5 minutes to dry
9) Charlie Brooker. Oh my god. I love this man.
10) Moondog
11) The sort-of-yuppie City worker scene
12) Commuting with those belonging in 11 at 9am
13) Drum and Bass exactly when you're in the mood for dancing
14) Forgetting that salsa dance until 20 seconds ago
15) Remembering 14 despite very nice gin
16) Very nice gin
17) Wednesday evenings at Guy's Bar
18) 17 + my friends on sports teams + them having being ginned 10 minutes earlier (and not with 16)
19) Feeling sorry for Sixte and his coffee because it "tastes like curry"
20) The word "intergallactic"
21) The fact that medical students learn, on average, 5 brand new words a day every day during their education
22) Brain stretching because of 21
23) My laptop
24) Facebook
25) Angels we have heard on high (GLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORIA)
26) Having confidence
27) Slowly eating the decorative gingerbread house in the dining room
28) Life

whoops and bugger

It's always exciting when arty farty stuff happens on your doorstep. 1000 extra points if it involves a celebrity. 10000000 more points if that celebrity isn't C-list. Minus a zillion points if said actor is Jude Law though (exception = Closer. If he hadn't been in that, then the universe would have been deprived of 2 hours of Clive Owen and Natlie Portman with her hair which reminded everyone of when she was younger and in Leon and just fantastic and therefore helped to leave a bit of film history which'll erase the memory that she agreed to be in V for Vendetta.. *shudders*)

Anyway....

http://justjared.buzznet.com/2007/11/30/jude-law-live-art-project/

Okay. Honestly. "Real Time Movie?". Yes, Mr. Director, well done.. you have got us talking about Jude Law and Borough Market and your "real-time-film" experiment. The only issue is that he wanted to make people question where film ends and life begins. He started off on a bad foot.. if you watch what he filmed back in March:

http://youtube.com/watch?v=2oul1SbVCu8

Empty Borough Market?

Bollocks to real life.

Was freezing.
So I'm back. Because I have no stamina. And I left my phone at Mana's house. And I want to see my parents tomorrow. And it was feezing. And we were in a field (with a river, obviously) but it was freezing. Really. Really. Freezing.

So, after getting to bed at 1am and getting up at 3:30, I will mostly be:
Sleeping
Reading about cell molility
Going to Tesco
Sleeping
Watching Green Wing
Reading about cell motility again and hoping that I'll actually understand it
Learn the different G-protein coupled receptor ligands and actually bother to remember the differnt sub-type distribution and effects (especially the interaction of MAOIs and tyrosine- mainly because it's called "the cheese reaction" and that's quite funny)
Starting on my "ethics of obesity" essay
Sleep