bus stops

as i am lucky enough to spend a significant amount of time commuting, i get to put in my daily amount of people-watching on busses and at bus stops.

from this very favourite pasttime, i have noticed something that renders me even more lazy*, but particularly handy when you're at my bus stop, which has a bench undercover that has no view of the street.

there is a certain step that 90% of people at the stop take, and that is either forwards to indicate a bus they want is coming and are planning to get on board, or backwards as a public show of the fact that it is not their bus.
this way, if you can't see the street, because, say, the bench you and your concrete cube are sitting on is conveniently hidden behind a large covering, just watch the other people at the stop.

albeit a tad creepy, you won't have to stand whilst waiting.


* disclaimer!
i'm a design student, which means my daily luggage could consist of anything from a large drawing board to an even larger (sometimes larger than myself) piece of box board, to a giant box full of models, to a super heavy concrete cube.
so my want need for a seat is quite justified, okay?!

oh dear

i pride myself in my bad ass spelling/grammar skillz, and when a mistake is made it is generally in jest but i am ashamed to admit that only today did i find out that criteria is a plural word, and criterion is the singular version of it.


fail.

cheesecake

what sucks is when you go to make cheesecake for your class.

and then leave it in the oven for too long.
and usually your cheesecake is brilliant and soft and gooey and off-the-floor-edible (watch friends)
but the ONE time you want to show off your cheesecake-making skills, it's a fail.

fail.

naked laptop

my laptop is quite old so i can hardly use it without it being plugged in.
so this morning when i used my laptop as a laptop (ie without plugging it in)

i realised that
it looked naked

holiday photos

i'm such a tourist.
i have to take photos of everything, from window displays to interestingly shaped cutlery. what i've noticed, during my years *cough* of photo-taking in crowded places, is that inevitably someone's going to look up and realise you're taking a photo. of them. even though you're not really taking it of them, they always think so. especially those big beefy guys with beautiful girlfriends.

what i'm wondering is, how are you supposed to react? what is the proper etiquette when you take a photo of a stranger because they are in the viewfinder in front of that funnily spelt sign?

i know what i do.
i just take the photo really quickly, turn the camera off and slink away. if eye contact is established i smile meekly and don't say anything. there's nothing illegal about taking photos of landmarks, it's just awkward when people are in the scene. and i'm sure i'm on photos of random strangers. it's a fact. plus, when you go out in public, other people see you. a photo is just a little more permanent reminder of your face in public..

just never pick your nose near your city's landmarks.
that's just silly.

eva-made accidents: advice

yesterday, i took off my shoes to get onto a chair in my tutorial. on the way down, my brain decided to tell my foot to head directly for the tack waiting next to my shoe. my foot obeyed. i now have a hole in my foot and the everlasting image of that tack through my skin. fml

i will never do it again.
taking off my shoes, not letting my foot listen to my brain. THAT would a cause of concern



love love

eva-made accidents: this actually happened to me

yesterday, i learnt to be extra careful when brushing teeth because i poked myself in the eye with my toothbrush and spent an hour washing out the toothpaste. fml

yes, this actually happened to me.
i was brushing my teeth and reached up with my free hand to do something to my hair (the shock wiped my short term memory as well) and knocked the brush and all of a sudden my eye was stinging.

yes, i tooth-brushed my eye.

and it stung. like hell. i couldn't open my eye for a while.
then i used black tea (don't ask me, ask my mother) to wash out the tooth paste and then washed it out with water. then i went to sleep and when i woke up, i'd forgotten it had happened.