Oxjam October

It has been such a long time since I last blogged. Something that I am pretty certain I wrote a blog or so ago… *shame*


I do have good reasons for it though…

I was recently selected to hold what is known as the “Oxjam Shoreditch Takeover Festival”.
A multi-venue, one day event in aid of raising funds for Oxfam.
I am excited and also very nervous. I want this to be good and do well so badly that it makes me feel a little sick at times.

After the initial training session we were sent out to go and find teams to help us bring this amazing opportunity into fruition.
This took me a little longer than expected for a couple of reasons.

1- It is kinda hard to get people to dedicate a lot of their time, for free.
This whole event is a huge ask. Oxjam know it and I definitely knew it. The have asked me to dedicate a minimum of 10hrs per week from now until sept, which will raise considerably higher in oct. The month of the actual event.

2- I had a bit of a head vs heart vs head situation regarding whether or not it would be a good idea to include friends in that team.
I was a little scared. For a while I was worried that by taking on friends as part of my team I was possibly copping out. I was also uncertain whether friends would take it as seriously as strangers.

When I look back on that dilemma now I realise how silly I was. My friends love me and wouldn’t let me down.

We are now well into the thick of it and I am appreciative of my team more and more each day.
They
Are
Awesome!

We will be holding various fundraisers between now and the main event. We will also be looking for bands to come and play our festival soon… you’ll need to follow in order to find out the details…

Join our Facebook and twitter pages to find out where we’ll be and come and say hello.

Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/#!/OxjamShoreditchTakeover2012 and https://www.facebook.com/#!/oxjam.shoreditch
Twitter - http://twitter.com/#!/oxjamshoreditch

Even though...

... I laugh when you say something silly.
It never means that I think you're not smart or a bimbo.
Just reminds me why I've always though you are so cute.

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Keeping tally.

My scoreboard is a whiteboard, decorated using only the prettiest of drywipe pens.
Markings never remain long.
Erased with ease.
Yours is a piece of tracing paper.
Each time you use your thick, black, permanent marker you create a change that will never erase and almost always bleeds through to whatever it was resting upon.
So that it will forever be visible.

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I Am

Changes

You used to want to be with me
Used to desire a family…
I wonder if the novelty wore off because of me or simply because it is in your nature.
Backwards stepping.
Can’t put my finger on the thing but I guess it was there, triggered the change.
Reality check.
I am craving attention…
Missing a certain kind of interaction.
The kind that felt natural and mutual and settled.
It’s been a while since I have had that.
Something in the pit of my stomach claws at the walls attempting to push itself to the rim.
And I stand trying to keep balance so as not to fall too far in.
This feeling of discontent.
Disconnect.
Sad eyes that see everything but tell silent stories.