POINT SYSTEM - DANI. M
Have you ever neglected forging a relationship with someone based on a physical object they have or have not owned? I actually do this a lot more than I would like to admit…mostly for the things they DO have.
There is no denying I have issues with my choice of a life of crafting and making little money. Saying that, I would jump off the roof of the office building if I had to work 9 to 5 in a place full of boring.
So, when the house next to us was up for sale for 1 mil, I instantly disliked the people who bought it. It has zero back yard. All house with 4 bathrooms. A couple my age bought it. What the hell do they need 4 bathrooms for? And then, they move in with 2 massive dogs and a turbo sports car as their ‘toy’.
Since they are nothing like me in their life choices, I basically ignore them. I’m surprised by how judgemental I really am.
POINT SYSTEM - MEGAN. P
Have you ever neglected forging a relationship with someone based on a physical object they have or have not owned? I’m not sure if I can do this one.
I spoke to my brother about it and he said ALL of his relationships are based on physical things owned (the most obvious being bikes), or slightly less tangible identifications such as computer games played. He said he would not be friends with somebody who was obsessive or even overly enthusiastic about Mac computers, even though he has one. (He has other types).
I might add that he has always been extremely materialistic, and that when gainfully employed he replaces his main computer every 6 months to one year.
Personally, I only have one story that vaguely relates to this topic.
When I was in high school I really loved my cat. Actually I was completely obsessed with my cat. I was a very moody and argumentative teenager and he provided much needed companionship when I alienated myself from family through my turbulent behaviour. He was also an extremely anti social animal.
One of my best friends at primary school, high school, and at present, took a higher stream of maths to me in year 11. We were both bookish and stuck together, but in this maths class she started associating with an incredibly smart but naughty tough girl. I was secretly jealous. I was also smart, but only rebellious on the inside and I admired the way the naughty girl was vocal with her radical opinions. My friend was not rebellious at all and I couldn’t understand how those 2 would have anything in common. I resisted all incidental interaction. The naughty girl had had only spoken to me once; in year 10; when she found out that my Social Studies teacher wouldn’t let me submit an assignment on Indonesia and East Timor for the topic of international conflicts. She had chosen the same topic and not asked whether she could submit something that wasn’t on the prescribed list. She had just submitted it. She didn’t care about getting in trouble for something like that; she hung around with stupid druggies and had nearly been expelled for letting one of their boyfriends use her phone to make a bomb threat call on the day our exams started.
One day, we were all on the train together and in spite of myself, I started to have quite an interesting conversation with the naughty girl. We discovered that she lived close to me and the 3 of us hung out for a while in a local park. Then my friend had to go because her parents were stricter than ours and she had to be home at a certain time. This is where the object related part starts.
The naughty girl and I decided to go to her house. I was slightly apprehensive at this stage, as she was so NAUGHTY I thought she might have DRUGS or something equally NAUGHTY in her house. When I went inside, I noticed that her parents had the same sort of rugs and jarrah floorboards as my parents. Then I noticed that they owned a lot of the same cds and records as my parents. Then I noticed that they had many of the same books as my parents, only a lot more. I immediately started scouring the bookshelves and asking to borrow things. We had a lengthy conversation about literature, and then we were interrupted by a magnificent pale ginger cat. Apricot.
She was completely obsessed with it. She became more animated around it and her cool demeanor dissolved. I realised we had a lot in common, and decided that my initial judgement had been wrong.
It seems improbable that the next part occurred on the same day, but in my memory it did, even if I appear to be meshing two separate incidents for narrative simplicity.
I told her about the cat I was completely obsessed with and she said she wanted to meet him immediately. We set off on foot, with the books I was borrowing divided between us. When we arrived home, my cat had been chased up a tall liquid amber tree in the yard next door by the neighbor’s new dog. He was making a horrible yowling noise and I could not coax him down. Without hesitation, my new naughty friend climbed over the fence; scaled the tree; grabbed the cat and managed to shimmy half way down and hand him to me.
My cat and I knew that we owed her one, and it was the start of a new friendship, which still exists. I am probably better friends with my good, un-rebellious bookish friend now, but the naughty girl and I had a lot of fun together pursuing a mixture of good and naughty activities.
POINT SYSTEM - MILLY. F
1)Have you ever neglected forging or, alternatively, nurtured a relationship with someone based on a physical thing/s they have or have not owned? When we lived in Daylesford, aged between 4-6 years old, Steph and I spent a lot of time at a neighbour’s house, as it was so different to the way we lived. We nurtured this friendship; there was a daughter the same age as us, an older sister (who was really cool) a younger brother, a mum and dad. They had a very different diet to us vegan/macro biotic, their father smoked skinny cigars, and had a steel bottle opener on the mantle piece in the shape of a women’s leg- back then very raunchy to Steph and I. And a wonderful mulberry tree in the back yard, that was so old, we would all climb into it and get thoroughly stained. It was their life style that was fascinating. They were artists, with an amazing ‘long’ room that ran the length of the house, full of games, art projects and old furniture. Their dad made futons stuffed with horsehair, and had theories on winning the lottery, elaborate graphs on the wall of the studio tracking how he could win. I think it felt like they were really exotic, they smelt differently, and ran a different kind of household.
POINT SYSTEM - SALLY. W
Have you ever neglected forging a relationship with someone based on a physical object they have or have not owned? Lauren, 2nd grade, she had about 30 My Little Pony’s.
Still, she turned out to be one of those kids who wouldn’t let you take any of her toys off their shelf so my efforts were in vain.
POINT SYSTEM - TOBY. T
Have you ever neglected forging a relationship with someone based on a physical object they have or have not owned? Ryan Maloney - 1992-1997 befriended him for his Nintendo (super then 64), his Aliens (the movie) figurine collection and he was a pretty good cartoonist.
I wasn’t allowed a Nintendo and had a lack lustre Aliens collection plus I had never seen the movies but pretended I had just to get more props with Ryan and thus more goes of the aliens and Sigourney Weaver figurines.
I had to impress him with bullshit information about the movie so I wasn’t stuck with the oversized facehugger figurine, which had some cool moveable parts but got boring quickly.
MORNING ROUTINE - CY. O
Describe your morning routine and the objects that play a significant role in this. My routine is to wake up with out an alarm clock. Wonder what time it is for a while. Then start convincing myself that it is probably later then I think it is. Then drag myself out of bed to look at the clock in the lounge room.
Depending on the time I either - sit back, relax have a slow cup of tea or coffee from a WHITE CUP
- Or rush around like a crazy lady trying to get everyone ready and have a fast cup of tea from a WHITE CUP.
The lack of a clock in my room is sort of deliberate, but isn’t really a logical decision. There is something I don’t like about having an ugly black digital alarm clock in my room, which may or may not tell me to get out of bed.
The white cup problem evolved from living in festy share houses. If its not white inside you have no idea what my be lurking down the bottom.
Preferably the cup has to be larger than average. The finer and lighter, the better. Porcelain is best. I find a cup with a voluptuous curve more inviting.
MORNING ROUTINE - HANNAH. C
Describe your morning routine and the objects that play a significant role in this. Oh, I am terrible in the morning.
I roll out of bed either when my alarm goes off [if I have to be somewhere] or in the early afternoon [if I am allowed a sleep in]. I put on a jumper, walk into the bathroom and throw water on my face. Then I go into the kitchen and put a piece of toast in the toaster, then turn on the kettle and get a mug out of the cupboard, put the mug in front of the kettle, get a teabag and fill the mug with boiling water. Then I get my toast and have it with butter, vegemite and avocado, or, if avocado is not available- then tomato- if neither are available, I just wont eat breakfast- I will not settle for cereal or sweet breakfast [i.e. pancakes, French toast or fruit and muesli] unless its a special occasion. Then I put milk in my tea and take my plate and mug to the table and turn on the light, which is weird and unnecessary because the table is surrounded by windows and has plenty of natural light. I eat breakfast on the left side of the table furthest from the window. This is the best spot because the sun hits it in the morning. When I’ve finished eating I take my plate to the sink, take my tea with me to my bedroom and get dressed. Then I go to the bathroom and put on a little bit of make up if necessary. I usually don’t talk for at least an hour after waking up and if there is consistent noise- TV, construction, etc, I wake in a furious rage that I can’t control. Music is ok. People I live with seem to just adhere to these strange and strict morning rules and rituals. Or anger me intentionally, because when I’m out of my morning madness I can laugh about it, but only then.
MORNING ROUTINE - KIM. B
Describe your morning routine and the objects that play a significant role in this. When I have to go to work, I usually set my alarm 2 hours in advance of having to leave because I have a habit of snoozing for about 30-45min after the alarm goes off. I’ve tried before to just get up when I’m supposed to but I can never help it. Lately I’ve been checking my email as soon as I wake up which generally leaves a feeling of ruining a surprise… I also use this iPhone app called ‘Sleep Cycle’ whenever I’m at home (as opposed to when I’m at Gav’s). Apparently it monitors my sleeping cycle and promises to wake me up when I’m at my lightest sleep stage. I’ve been using it for 71 days now even though I don’t think it really works but it’s part of a habit I guess.
After waking I need to drink some water, cleanse my face and brush my teeth in that order. I always do my face before my teeth because I figure I am saving time drying my face while brushing my teeth. When I lived in a different house where the bathroom and loo were in the same room, I used to sometimes do three things at once. Anyway, I don’t live there now. After this I have a shower (or not, depending on how much time I have) then continue my facial routine (cleanse, serum, base moisturiser). I get dressed, go back to the bathroom and continue my facial routine (the pause in between is to let the serum/ moisturiser sink in a little bit) with eye cream, sun block, purple base foundation to even out skin tone, and finally a little bit of foundation. Depending on mood, I sometimes keep on going with blush, loose powder and mascara. My hair is a lot less high maintenance and usually gets brushed a couple of times or I put in this leave-in treatment if it’s looking poorly.
My bathroom routine is pretty rigid and is usually the reason why I’m late to things. Recently I’ve tried washing my face with a different type of cleanser (the one I use is oil-based and has to be used on a dry face) while I’m in the shower and I think it saves time.
While I’m waiting for my moisturiser to ‘set’ I get my breakfast ready. The breakfast below is something that takes a while to prepare. It consists of earl grey tea and a few bits of toast with coconut spread and homemade cherry jam made by Dad. If I’m in a hurry this is replaced by cereal or muesli. I’m very particular about the utensils I use and it has to be this Marimekko yellow mug for tea and that Tara Shackell plate (or bowl) depending on food type. Not pictured is the knife and spoon with smiley faces on them that I always use.
I always eat breakfast in my room in front of the computer so that I can read my blogs while I eat. This is another reason why I am late to things but it’s so part of my routine I couldn’t ever give it up.
MORNING ROUTINE - LAUREN. B
Describe your morning routine, are there any objects you are somewhat particular about? I’m particular about the kind of journal I write in every morning: a large, unlined moleskin journal with a cardboard cover. I like to have a different sticker on the front. I’m also reasonably particular about the kind of pen I write with – a nice, ink pen. A biro will do, but I much prefer a felt-tip or rollerball pen.
I’m particular about what I have for breakfast and yes, particular about what crockery I use. I like small petite, intimate bowls and small plates. I like them to be round and clean lines. when I’m at home, I have a set of Johnson’s that I always use. At the moment I’m using all-white set.
I always eat with a small spoon and HAVE to have muesli, egg, some bread/cheese and juice.
Atempt to slightly alter one thing in your routine
One day last week, I didn’t have breakfast. I just left the house and went for coffee with a friend. I didn’t write in my journal, I didn’t sit down and take 5 minutes to myself. the world didn’t fall apart, but man, it was weird.
MORNING ROUTINE - SALLY WEARNE
1. Awake, shower, dress, eat breakfast – if there is tea then it is had in my Denby mug.
2. Wake up Ami and give her a kiss goodbye.
3. Depending on weather/tiredness/lateness etc, I:
a) Jump on my bike
b) Jump on my bus (532 @ 7:18am)
4. Arrive at Fremantle train station, board train (7:39am, northern most carriage).
5. Take seat in train on western side for view of harbour (spot dolphins on a good day).
6. Alight at Perth city station. Walk through arcade as it is warm and smells like fresh bakery.
7. Visit Ruth who makes my coffee.
8. Arrive at my office (approx 8:30am) and sit in front of my computer.
I also included a picture of my backpack because that comes everywhere with me.
This has been my routine for four years. I take after my father and love a good routine.
In an attempt to alter my morning routine I decided I would try to forgo my daily coffee, plus it would help me save money!
I’m sorry. I failed that part of the task miserably.