I went to the orthodontist this morning because I was a little suspicious at how much my bottom teeth have moved since I got my braces off all those years ago.
He told me he can put the braces back onto my bottom teeth because, yes, they have moved. For less than 6 months and then i'll get one of those bands on the inside of my teeth to keep them that way.
BRACEFACE. TRAINTRACKS.
Yeah, so I might have to do that - I may as well do it now, when they're only a little wonky and it'll take only 6 months to fix. Rather then wait for them to be bad and be equipped with a metal mouth when i'm trying to set up my own practice/clinic.
Now when I was brainstorming way's to convince my clientelle that I am in fact old enough to have finished and be practising Chinese Medicine, braces just didn't come into my mind - I wonder why...
I feel exhausted and really ready for this semester to be over.
Posts will be sporadic depending on if i'm actually studying or if i'm blogging to run away from studying.
<3 N x
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Friday, June 3, 2011
Say A Command
Shut up blackberry!
Anyone who has a blackberry will know what i'm talking about. That 'Say a command' voice is the most annoying thing ever. It hardly happens on the new blackberry, cause I don't even know which button sets it off, but this means I haven't bothered to de-activate the voice from saying that really loudly when it's pressed.
I'm in my dermatology class, listening to a really boring presentation one of my peers is giving. I go to put my phone in my bag and BANG I press the mysterious button and loud as anything my phone says in it's robot voice
'Say a command.'
Everyone thinks i'm some weird SnM robot now, cause it sounded like the voice came from me. Great.
This is a plate I made in pottery, I gave it to my sister this morning:
That is all.
Nani x
Anyone who has a blackberry will know what i'm talking about. That 'Say a command' voice is the most annoying thing ever. It hardly happens on the new blackberry, cause I don't even know which button sets it off, but this means I haven't bothered to de-activate the voice from saying that really loudly when it's pressed.
I'm in my dermatology class, listening to a really boring presentation one of my peers is giving. I go to put my phone in my bag and BANG I press the mysterious button and loud as anything my phone says in it's robot voice
'Say a command.'
Everyone thinks i'm some weird SnM robot now, cause it sounded like the voice came from me. Great.
This is a plate I made in pottery, I gave it to my sister this morning:
That is all.
Nani x
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Write Off
Today was a complete write off!
Well, not exactly a write off, but it just did not go how I planned at all.
I was in one of those luscious deep sleeps that I don't think an alarm would've gotten me up from. I was instead woken up gently by Fabian, who'd already gotten up and had a shower. What?! I wake up to the sound of the tv or kettle being turned on downstairs and even to the smell of cigarette smoke.
Weird. Then I went to the gym, which was probably my only successful venture. It started off not being anything special, I was having a sook over how sore I was thanks to yesterday's triumphant return to the gym.
But then the guy that works there, his name is Joe Love - I kid not. Who's usually dressed in work gear and some lamo cap, walks passed me dressed instead in a singlet and shorts in order to work out.
DAYYYUUUUMMMMMMMM.
That inspired me to be much better looking. So, once I picked my jaw up off the floor, I upped my weights by 5kg and started pumping them out and going 'ARRRRGHHHHHHHH' when I was lifting them.
If you don't know the sound i'm describing, I suggest paying attention to the next weight lifting competition or the olympic games - I pay homage to the pros.
No really, Fabian is delighted I actually scream out at the gym, he can't believe I'm not too shy to. Let's be honest, you'd have to be some sort of massive freak to bench 13kg without shouting it out.
Anyway, then I went to Chadstone to buy myself an ipod. I thought i'd done adequate research. I knew I wanted an orange one. It was going to be a nano. 8 gigs. I even knew which cable I wanted to buy that would connect my ipod to my cd player! That's some pretty good research you may say, BUT YOU'D BE WRONG.
So I go into the shop, I tackle one of the people dressed in blue (If you've never been to the Apple shop at Chadstone I suggest going, it's a wonder.) that are running around at the speed of light. There are about 50 people working there ALL occupied with something.
Anyway, I get Marvin (perfect name for someone working in such a futuristic shop. Amiright?) and I say 'Hello, can I please buy an orange nano ipod 8gig please?' (Yes I often say 'please' and 'thank you' one too many times in the one sentance.)
Off he goes, gets it for me, and then asks me why I'm buying the cable. OH MAN, this unleashed the terror. He was so kind, he didn't sell me anything. Once he discovered I had no idea what I was talking about he spent almost an HOUR with me teaching me all about i-pods and he's even getting me to take a photo of the back of my cd player so he can sell me the right cable.
What a guy!
Then, off I go to uni. Or so I thought.
I got lost. I got so turned around it wasn't funny. Before I go on can I mention that Uni and Chadstone are two places I frequent - A LOT? As I was driving I was thinking how spectacular a day it was! Everything is so sunny and bright, and then I was in the city. What?
So I turned around and then I was on Dandenong Road right back near Chadstone. Whoops.
Turn back around...and I won't bore you with the story, but I never made it to uni. I'm pretty certain I was experiencing a pain-free migraine. I was photo-sensitive 'Oh how bright everything is!' and disorineted and by the time I got home (finally) I was right because I did eventually get the pain.
Pretty funny in the end, though a little scary while it's happening. I felt like I was going through time portals and ending up in all these familiar places but never quite where I wanted to be.
Anyway, I'm at Fabian's now and my migraine has been dealt with and i'm in a brilliant mood! I'm excited about what i'm working on in pottery, though I can't talk about it on here because it's a present for Fabian's graduation.
Shhhhhhhhhhh
But I am feeling good about it and my timetable for next semester rocks. Though I'm in a bit of a predicament:
I can do a 4th year subject to make my work load easier when i'm actually doing 4th year next year. That's a plus! The downfall is that the only subject I can do (thanks to timetable clash and pre-requisites) is Integrated Pharmacology/Phytochemistry and that sounds HARD.
There is no point in doing a fourth year subject if I'm going to fail it.
That being said, am I really going to be much smarter in a years time? And also, maybe it's better for me to fail it now (if i'm destined to) so then by the time I am in fourth year i'm just re-doing it - which is easier and it means I won't be failing it in 4th year.
Failing something in 4th year is the worst thing that could happen, by the way. It would mean having to wait another year before I graduate. Bad.
So, what do you think?
Love N x
Well, not exactly a write off, but it just did not go how I planned at all.
I was in one of those luscious deep sleeps that I don't think an alarm would've gotten me up from. I was instead woken up gently by Fabian, who'd already gotten up and had a shower. What?! I wake up to the sound of the tv or kettle being turned on downstairs and even to the smell of cigarette smoke.
Weird. Then I went to the gym, which was probably my only successful venture. It started off not being anything special, I was having a sook over how sore I was thanks to yesterday's triumphant return to the gym.
But then the guy that works there, his name is Joe Love - I kid not. Who's usually dressed in work gear and some lamo cap, walks passed me dressed instead in a singlet and shorts in order to work out.
DAYYYUUUUMMMMMMMM.
That inspired me to be much better looking. So, once I picked my jaw up off the floor, I upped my weights by 5kg and started pumping them out and going 'ARRRRGHHHHHHHH' when I was lifting them.
If you don't know the sound i'm describing, I suggest paying attention to the next weight lifting competition or the olympic games - I pay homage to the pros.
No really, Fabian is delighted I actually scream out at the gym, he can't believe I'm not too shy to. Let's be honest, you'd have to be some sort of massive freak to bench 13kg without shouting it out.
Anyway, then I went to Chadstone to buy myself an ipod. I thought i'd done adequate research. I knew I wanted an orange one. It was going to be a nano. 8 gigs. I even knew which cable I wanted to buy that would connect my ipod to my cd player! That's some pretty good research you may say, BUT YOU'D BE WRONG.
So I go into the shop, I tackle one of the people dressed in blue (If you've never been to the Apple shop at Chadstone I suggest going, it's a wonder.) that are running around at the speed of light. There are about 50 people working there ALL occupied with something.
Anyway, I get Marvin (perfect name for someone working in such a futuristic shop. Amiright?) and I say 'Hello, can I please buy an orange nano ipod 8gig please?' (Yes I often say 'please' and 'thank you' one too many times in the one sentance.)
Off he goes, gets it for me, and then asks me why I'm buying the cable. OH MAN, this unleashed the terror. He was so kind, he didn't sell me anything. Once he discovered I had no idea what I was talking about he spent almost an HOUR with me teaching me all about i-pods and he's even getting me to take a photo of the back of my cd player so he can sell me the right cable.
What a guy!
Then, off I go to uni. Or so I thought.
I got lost. I got so turned around it wasn't funny. Before I go on can I mention that Uni and Chadstone are two places I frequent - A LOT? As I was driving I was thinking how spectacular a day it was! Everything is so sunny and bright, and then I was in the city. What?
So I turned around and then I was on Dandenong Road right back near Chadstone. Whoops.
Turn back around...and I won't bore you with the story, but I never made it to uni. I'm pretty certain I was experiencing a pain-free migraine. I was photo-sensitive 'Oh how bright everything is!' and disorineted and by the time I got home (finally) I was right because I did eventually get the pain.
Pretty funny in the end, though a little scary while it's happening. I felt like I was going through time portals and ending up in all these familiar places but never quite where I wanted to be.
Anyway, I'm at Fabian's now and my migraine has been dealt with and i'm in a brilliant mood! I'm excited about what i'm working on in pottery, though I can't talk about it on here because it's a present for Fabian's graduation.
Shhhhhhhhhhh
But I am feeling good about it and my timetable for next semester rocks. Though I'm in a bit of a predicament:
I can do a 4th year subject to make my work load easier when i'm actually doing 4th year next year. That's a plus! The downfall is that the only subject I can do (thanks to timetable clash and pre-requisites) is Integrated Pharmacology/Phytochemistry and that sounds HARD.
There is no point in doing a fourth year subject if I'm going to fail it.
That being said, am I really going to be much smarter in a years time? And also, maybe it's better for me to fail it now (if i'm destined to) so then by the time I am in fourth year i'm just re-doing it - which is easier and it means I won't be failing it in 4th year.
Failing something in 4th year is the worst thing that could happen, by the way. It would mean having to wait another year before I graduate. Bad.
So, what do you think?
Love N x
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Hairspray
It's done! Work is finished.
I am now spending some time musing what I will buy with all my new cash. That's right NEW cash!...perhaps I emphasised the wrong word there, new CASH! CASH MONEEEY!
Well, an i-pod is definatelly on the list. I mean, it's just one of those seemingle necessary items I just don't have and never have had and I can't be the only person in the world without one, amiright? I am. It's going to be some wonderful bright colour.
I am also most of my way through a delicious giant block of white whittakers chocolate. Do you want to know why that's exciting? It's exciting my little darlings (my many many darling readers...I can't pretend like I don't know you exist anymore!) because I thought that they had DISCONTINUED making this gem of a chocolate.
So we all know that Whittakers makes Cadbury and Nestle and all the other brands it's little bitches because it's made in New Zealand and it's so gorgeous and ethical and tasty.
And let's be honest, white chocolate has been on a massive decline since Cadbury etc started fucking with the original ingredients - it started tasting pretty bland, flakey and weird.
Whittakers saves the day though! Woo! Delicious, tasty, sweet real tasting white chocolate! Get on it.
So what else? I made my triumphant return to the gym today, which was successful in the sense that I actually went and was non successful if you look at how much good working out I did.
I'm starting to gear up for the end of semester now. I'm just putting the finishing touches on my last 2 assignments and when they're done and dusted i'll start exam revision! Wooo!
Out of my 5 subjects, I've already sat the exam for one which was laughable. (It was counselling, like that was going to be hard.) I just need to hand in my journal which has been annoying to write. It goes something like this:
'Today I decided to just speak up and say what I think in class instead of worrying that the other people there will judge me. I had to remind myself that all the other students in this class are Naturopaths, and why the hell would I care about what they think. It's not like they know anything anyway.'
True story.
I'm expecting my period any minute and I want to try and have a handle on all my assignments before then, because during my last 2 bleeds i've been completely loopy. It's because i'm Xue Xu (which means Blood Deficient, for all you non chinese med readers...which is all of you.)and when I lose blood my brain stops working. Yep!
Now i'm off to do an assignment for musculoskeletal traumatology, i'm doing the knee (thanks Chloe for the hands on knee experience!) and the neck (thanks migraine inducing neck of mine!)
Love to the hundreds of you,
Nani x
P.S It has been brought to my attention that though I thought I'd fixed the comments issue on my blog it infact wasn't working!
Gah! So I've fixed it now (I think) and you should be able to comment now if you want even if you have no google account. You can comment annonymously telling me I have a big butt and i'll never know it was you. (Though I will know it was you Fabian.)
<3
I am now spending some time musing what I will buy with all my new cash. That's right NEW cash!...perhaps I emphasised the wrong word there, new CASH! CASH MONEEEY!
Well, an i-pod is definatelly on the list. I mean, it's just one of those seemingle necessary items I just don't have and never have had and I can't be the only person in the world without one, amiright? I am. It's going to be some wonderful bright colour.
I am also most of my way through a delicious giant block of white whittakers chocolate. Do you want to know why that's exciting? It's exciting my little darlings (my many many darling readers...I can't pretend like I don't know you exist anymore!) because I thought that they had DISCONTINUED making this gem of a chocolate.
So we all know that Whittakers makes Cadbury and Nestle and all the other brands it's little bitches because it's made in New Zealand and it's so gorgeous and ethical and tasty.
And let's be honest, white chocolate has been on a massive decline since Cadbury etc started fucking with the original ingredients - it started tasting pretty bland, flakey and weird.
Whittakers saves the day though! Woo! Delicious, tasty, sweet real tasting white chocolate! Get on it.
So what else? I made my triumphant return to the gym today, which was successful in the sense that I actually went and was non successful if you look at how much good working out I did.
I'm starting to gear up for the end of semester now. I'm just putting the finishing touches on my last 2 assignments and when they're done and dusted i'll start exam revision! Wooo!
Out of my 5 subjects, I've already sat the exam for one which was laughable. (It was counselling, like that was going to be hard.) I just need to hand in my journal which has been annoying to write. It goes something like this:
'Today I decided to just speak up and say what I think in class instead of worrying that the other people there will judge me. I had to remind myself that all the other students in this class are Naturopaths, and why the hell would I care about what they think. It's not like they know anything anyway.'
True story.
I'm expecting my period any minute and I want to try and have a handle on all my assignments before then, because during my last 2 bleeds i've been completely loopy. It's because i'm Xue Xu (which means Blood Deficient, for all you non chinese med readers...which is all of you.)and when I lose blood my brain stops working. Yep!
Now i'm off to do an assignment for musculoskeletal traumatology, i'm doing the knee (thanks Chloe for the hands on knee experience!) and the neck (thanks migraine inducing neck of mine!)
Love to the hundreds of you,
Nani x
P.S It has been brought to my attention that though I thought I'd fixed the comments issue on my blog it infact wasn't working!
Gah! So I've fixed it now (I think) and you should be able to comment now if you want even if you have no google account. You can comment annonymously telling me I have a big butt and i'll never know it was you. (Though I will know it was you Fabian.)
<3
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Push
I've done it again, I know.
I'm sorry. I'm so neglectful!
So a quick update, I'm working like crazy and have been trying to juggle lots of things at the same time. Sadly, i'm a bad clown and these are the balls that have been dropped:
-My room looks like a bomb site, complete with an empty nutella jar and my entire wardrobe on the floor
-I haven't been to the gym in weeks! Like 2! And you're kidding yourselves if you think I haven't been eating sweets. (see above: nutella jar)
-Hair, again, is going unwashed, for AGES.
-Photos! I've well fucked it. The whole photo a day thing that is.
And probably a good thing too, it's not like i'm a very good or creative photographer anyway! If I had been, the passed few weeks would be filled with photos of me sleeping or working, or many photos of my or my sisters dogs. Riveting.
However, today is the last day I will be working and then it's time for school work. I bet you just can't wait for the juicy tales of how my exam preparation is going! Hells yeah!
I have actually managed to do a little of some stuff since I last wrote, like the new aquaponics set Fab and I are working on is pretty kickass. I've also been watching somesweet DVD's and I'm working on something really cool in pottery at the moment.
My coil pot came out beautifully and I'm working on a present for Fabian for his graduation WHICH, by the way is soon. Not the ceremony but he's seriously only weeks away from finishing his degree and starting honours. I'm very proud. In case you can't tell.
Okay, now it's back to work or this will actually extend to tomorrow and i'm determined it be done today!
<3 N x
I'm sorry. I'm so neglectful!
So a quick update, I'm working like crazy and have been trying to juggle lots of things at the same time. Sadly, i'm a bad clown and these are the balls that have been dropped:
-My room looks like a bomb site, complete with an empty nutella jar and my entire wardrobe on the floor
-I haven't been to the gym in weeks! Like 2! And you're kidding yourselves if you think I haven't been eating sweets. (see above: nutella jar)
-Hair, again, is going unwashed, for AGES.
-Photos! I've well fucked it. The whole photo a day thing that is.
And probably a good thing too, it's not like i'm a very good or creative photographer anyway! If I had been, the passed few weeks would be filled with photos of me sleeping or working, or many photos of my or my sisters dogs. Riveting.
However, today is the last day I will be working and then it's time for school work. I bet you just can't wait for the juicy tales of how my exam preparation is going! Hells yeah!
I have actually managed to do a little of some stuff since I last wrote, like the new aquaponics set Fab and I are working on is pretty kickass. I've also been watching somesweet DVD's and I'm working on something really cool in pottery at the moment.
My coil pot came out beautifully and I'm working on a present for Fabian for his graduation WHICH, by the way is soon. Not the ceremony but he's seriously only weeks away from finishing his degree and starting honours. I'm very proud. In case you can't tell.
Okay, now it's back to work or this will actually extend to tomorrow and i'm determined it be done today!
<3 N x
Monday, May 23, 2011
C'est La Vie
How strange life is!
I've had a bit of a turbulent weekend with some sad news (someone I used to have a very complex relationship with died). Luckily my family and Fabian are incredible and were very there for me and kept me active/busy but also were there to talk shit out with me.
Fabian and I painted the inside of a rainwater tank with waterproofing pond sealer in anticipation for using it in a new aquaponics setup, now my right flank is unbelievably sore - like I did some crazy workout at the gym! I think i've found a way to rid myself of muffintops - hooray!
We also did a bit of Harry Potter watching and cooking.
Yesterday the first layer of paint in the tank was done and we went out the front of Fabian's house to pick some olives. He has a beautiful big olive tree that produces mass amounts of olives, though the supply is usually depleted whenever his friends come around. (They get thrown at each others cars and testicles. Of course.)
This year though it was just overwhelming! So many olives. We've talked about pickling them before because we both love olives but never seem to get around to it when they are perfect for picking.
We picked a massive bucket full of olives (in the rain! On ladders!) and they're on their way to being pickled! Very exciting. I will be posting photos when I get around to it.
School was just beginning to be a little stressful in the passed few days (I have an oral assessment today and another one on Friday) but the news I got on the weekend has put things in perspective, as death often does.
It's just no big deal, it's just uni work. Of course i'll just do it, and it will be done and then it'll be finished. Nothing to get so worked up over, to stress about. I know my tune will change again, but for now i'm very apathetic about it.
Don't get me wrong, I have actually had a really beautiful weekend. The weather was spectacular and Fabian took the time off from doing any school work to just spend time with me and it was something I really needed. I get waves of feeling very sad etc but I think i'm dealing very well.
Sorry to Chloe and Libby who I unceremoniously kicked out of my house after I got the phone call! We will finish our game of scrabble another night.
Love N xx
I've had a bit of a turbulent weekend with some sad news (someone I used to have a very complex relationship with died). Luckily my family and Fabian are incredible and were very there for me and kept me active/busy but also were there to talk shit out with me.
Fabian and I painted the inside of a rainwater tank with waterproofing pond sealer in anticipation for using it in a new aquaponics setup, now my right flank is unbelievably sore - like I did some crazy workout at the gym! I think i've found a way to rid myself of muffintops - hooray!
We also did a bit of Harry Potter watching and cooking.
Yesterday the first layer of paint in the tank was done and we went out the front of Fabian's house to pick some olives. He has a beautiful big olive tree that produces mass amounts of olives, though the supply is usually depleted whenever his friends come around. (They get thrown at each others cars and testicles. Of course.)
This year though it was just overwhelming! So many olives. We've talked about pickling them before because we both love olives but never seem to get around to it when they are perfect for picking.
We picked a massive bucket full of olives (in the rain! On ladders!) and they're on their way to being pickled! Very exciting. I will be posting photos when I get around to it.
School was just beginning to be a little stressful in the passed few days (I have an oral assessment today and another one on Friday) but the news I got on the weekend has put things in perspective, as death often does.
It's just no big deal, it's just uni work. Of course i'll just do it, and it will be done and then it'll be finished. Nothing to get so worked up over, to stress about. I know my tune will change again, but for now i'm very apathetic about it.
Don't get me wrong, I have actually had a really beautiful weekend. The weather was spectacular and Fabian took the time off from doing any school work to just spend time with me and it was something I really needed. I get waves of feeling very sad etc but I think i'm dealing very well.
Sorry to Chloe and Libby who I unceremoniously kicked out of my house after I got the phone call! We will finish our game of scrabble another night.
Love N xx
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Lost and Found
I found it! Hurrah! I knew I would! I told you. It showed up just 2 days after the new one arrived. Of course.
I believe that my lipsticks are actually soul mates, and they were going to huge lengths/taking massive risks in order to be reunited.
I love them so much I've been taking vain photos of myself in the mirror. On that note: Why is it that vain photos were SO MUCH easier when I was 16? Was I just way better looking? I find 1 in like 10 photos that are acceptable as a myspace shot.
Ha, yeah, myspace. So 2005.
Anyway, here is my gorgeous lipstick AND MY GORGEOUS FACE.
Well, actually, that's only part of my face. In the real photo for some reason my left eye is like, twice the length of the other eye. I'm just going to hope that it was some weird anomaly and not my face slowly melting.
Today I had pottery and I was learning to throw. In case you don't know what that is, it's when you use the pottery wheel and make pots out of really wet clay.
This is what throwing is:
When Fab and I were in Vietnam we visited a Pottery Village where they don't have electronic wheels but rather there is a dude kicking the wheel while this old lady makes pots. In the photo up there is Fabian having a go at the wheel with the old ladies help.
I'm hesitant to put a photo of myself having a go because I took the photo above, and because Fabian's hands were covered in clay, when it was my turn our taxi driver took the photos of me.
The village is a while away and you only stay for about 10 minutes to see the pots and then the villagers like you to go, so our taxi driver offered to stay to take us back to Hoi An. We were pleasantly surprised when he went to the village with us and joined in on the pot tour etc.
Now, when you're going to villages in Vietnam it's recommended that you dress modestly. I was told no dresses, shorts are fine and to cover up my arms with a shirt. I did this, and got approved by the women at our hotel before leaving.
However, the taxi driver managed to take many near pornographic photos of me making the pots.
I SWEAR that I was dressed appropriately, but that angle...it just kills me! You can imagine the hilarity/shock when we perused through the photos later that night.
Anyway, it's taken me almost a year to try and learn how to throw pots in my pottery class and today went really well! Jenny (my teacher) said it was surprisingly good. Throwing is famously difficult and there is some crazy saying about how it's 7 years on average before you can feel confident in sitting down at the wheel and creating a good pot.
So having created 1 tiny pot successfully today is my achievement for the week! (I attempted at least 10 and they all died a floppy, wet death.)
<3 N x
I believe that my lipsticks are actually soul mates, and they were going to huge lengths/taking massive risks in order to be reunited.
I love them so much I've been taking vain photos of myself in the mirror. On that note: Why is it that vain photos were SO MUCH easier when I was 16? Was I just way better looking? I find 1 in like 10 photos that are acceptable as a myspace shot.
Ha, yeah, myspace. So 2005.
Anyway, here is my gorgeous lipstick AND MY GORGEOUS FACE.
Well, actually, that's only part of my face. In the real photo for some reason my left eye is like, twice the length of the other eye. I'm just going to hope that it was some weird anomaly and not my face slowly melting.
Today I had pottery and I was learning to throw. In case you don't know what that is, it's when you use the pottery wheel and make pots out of really wet clay.
This is what throwing is:
When Fab and I were in Vietnam we visited a Pottery Village where they don't have electronic wheels but rather there is a dude kicking the wheel while this old lady makes pots. In the photo up there is Fabian having a go at the wheel with the old ladies help.
I'm hesitant to put a photo of myself having a go because I took the photo above, and because Fabian's hands were covered in clay, when it was my turn our taxi driver took the photos of me.
The village is a while away and you only stay for about 10 minutes to see the pots and then the villagers like you to go, so our taxi driver offered to stay to take us back to Hoi An. We were pleasantly surprised when he went to the village with us and joined in on the pot tour etc.
Now, when you're going to villages in Vietnam it's recommended that you dress modestly. I was told no dresses, shorts are fine and to cover up my arms with a shirt. I did this, and got approved by the women at our hotel before leaving.
However, the taxi driver managed to take many near pornographic photos of me making the pots.
I SWEAR that I was dressed appropriately, but that angle...it just kills me! You can imagine the hilarity/shock when we perused through the photos later that night.
Anyway, it's taken me almost a year to try and learn how to throw pots in my pottery class and today went really well! Jenny (my teacher) said it was surprisingly good. Throwing is famously difficult and there is some crazy saying about how it's 7 years on average before you can feel confident in sitting down at the wheel and creating a good pot.
So having created 1 tiny pot successfully today is my achievement for the week! (I attempted at least 10 and they all died a floppy, wet death.)
<3 N x
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