Saturday the 19th of April 2014
I realise now that a few inconsistencies here and there on this blog in terms of date styles, italicising subheadings, punctuating titles, having titles at all and worrying about paragraph sizes is probably good for me. I’m actually starting to like it, some of the inconsistencies seem to be becoming consistent and those inconsistencies seem to be creating a more compelling blog. It feels more honest than previous blogs, not allowing me to go back and delete, correct or obsess over the posts contradicts every blog I’ve ever kept and speaking as an award winning blogger (Degrees Unedited Blogger Award as featured in A-N Magazine’s Degree Shows Guide, 2012), I’ve kept a few blogs over the years. I also enjoy posting and reblogging images I find visually appealing.
Today is the first day I’ve had to myself and by that I mean, all to myself. No work commitments, no social arrangements, no appointments and no errands outside of my apartment. It’s bliss. I understand how I’ve been affected in such a hugely negative way by this job, days like this are scarce and I’m the kind of person who really values self-reflection, this is to me what yoga and meditation are to others. I’m calmed by the screen. I’ve managed to catch up on Season 3 of Suits, I put chickpeas in water to soak for tomorrow, I cooked garlic and olive spaghetti, spent time blogging, pinning, writing, laughing, crying, singing, all in front of my laptop. As I mentioned earlier, I did go into the corridor to use the washing machine…
After waiting an hour or so I decided to bite the bullet and take the neighbours clothes out of the machine. I found the nicest carrier bag I could find and put the clothes inside. I placed them on top of what could possibly be a dryer (which I don’t know how to use). However, it wasn’t full of wet clothes as I had expected. It was a coat that stank of urine. Now, I couldn’t tell if it was human urine or that of a dog but I know that it made me very uncomfortable to have to lift it out and place it in a bag. I should’ve wiped the machine down more thoroughly than perhaps I did. I placed my bedding and clothes in with detergent, I put in two NT $10 coins, I pressed the red button, followed by the water and then finally the green button. As soon as you put the coins in, a countdown begins. Nothing happened. I went back to my room. I waited a few more minutes before deciding that not seeing water fill the machine meant that I should turn the tap at the back of the machine on. It worked. I held my breath and went back to my room.
I waited for an hour when I heard a beeping noise. It was done. I looked in the machine to find all of my clothes washed and spun to dry out a little. I have never been so happy to see clean clothes in my entire life. I mean, they weren’t as clean as perhaps they would be in my parent’s washing machine (based on the cleanliness of my neighbours) but they were clean, cleaner than they’ve been for a few months due to me washing everything by hand. Especially the bedding, being able to sleep on clean bedding is such a good feeling and it’s almost impossible to wash bedding by hand as often as one might like to. I should also point out that my bed is huge so it makes for an even more challenging task. It’s 5:00 PM now and I’m hungry, I think I’ll make some cereal. I ate the spaghetti for brunch as it was between breakfast and lunch. I might try to get my camera fixed tomorrow, I’ve owned it since 2008 (it was my eighteenth birthday present) and the flash is stuck, the card cover is broken and it really could do with a new lens and some TLC. I was told that Carrefour has a camera repair shop so I will try there.