Wednesday 19th March

After reading some more critical studies stuff, I met Morgane on the stairs this morning and she gave me a package which had arrived from Mum - 6 creme eggs! Fabulous, and just in time for easter too. I also found out that she and Grace (my sister) were definitely coming to visit in about 2 weeks, which will be lovely. I was on my way out to meet the girlies at the internet cafe at the time (I should really note down the name - it begins with a ‘c’) and I got there 10 minutes late but when I arrived there was no sign of them. They had forgotten to tell me we were now meeting 1/2 hour later. It didn’t matter though, had lots to do so ordered a strawberry milkshake and began checking emails. We stayed for about nearly two hours, and I felt a bit bad only having one drink, but oh well. Grace and I had a meeting with the photography teacher at 3pm so after the internet cafe she came back to mine for a drink while we waited. Grabbed some macaroons on the way home to try. I’ve never had them before but they’re really nice. Also went past a chocolatier which had chocolate characters from the film Ratatouille in the window. Very cool. I can’t work out wether the meeting with Florence Chevallier was helpful or not. The problem is I use photography mostly as a base for another project, and its never (apart from the Chapelfields competition, and a project in foundation) been an actual piece of work. This meant I didn’t really have much to show apart from very mundane, everyday life photos which didn’t have a set subject. She kept going on about having a set subject and sticking to it. Up to now i’ve just been experimenting with photography. I tried to explain that my work is very diverse and uses different media but I don’t think she understood. Her english wasn’t brilliant. On the other hand she seem to really like Grace’s work and Grace got lots of ideas on what to do next. Back at the flat I put on some music and had another low moment (why?), but what I thought was funny was at the same time the ‘YMCA’ (yes I have some very cheesy music) started playing and the first verse, apart from the young man bit actually kind of related to me:
There’s no need to feel down,
Pick yourself off the ground,
Just ‘cause you’re in a new town,
There’s no need to be unhappy.
It just made me laugh. Especially as it was followed by Bob Marley’s ‘Don’t Worry, Be Happy’. Its true, i’m not making it up! That, a creme egg and ‘Bridget Jones’s Diary’ cheered me up immensely. Yes I am sightly strange!