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   My life in pictures would be a drama worth millions...

Twice in the last 12 hours I've wished I was brave enough to draw my camera and document an experience. And I do regret my insecurity now.

Last night I got home very late from uni (I had been 'in the zone' and everything was working, so I didn't notice what time it was until I took a bathroom break and realised it was 7:30), and upon jumping off the train I found myself face to face with a film crew.

This wasn't an independent film, this was big and expensive, though whether they were making a movie or an ad for cityrail remains to be seen (but now that I think about it, I've never seen an ad for cityrail on tv). There were huge cameras about, and people holding chunky boom mikes, and security teams to direct passengers to walk around the other side of the platform, and guys with clipboards and headphones shouting orders.

And it looked like a lot of fun. As well as filming the next set of doors down from me (oh, that I'd sat a little further down the platform at Lidcombe) they also seemed to be filming the stairs from the platform, so maybe I ended up on film there. So I wish I was braver, and had asked what was going on and took photos to show off here. (I ought to have taken photos back when we saw them filming the superman movie too.)

The other thing I wished I had documented was a car accident this morning. I didn't see the accident, but I must have only missed it by a few minutes, as we drove past that spot ten minutes before I walked there and the intersection (burwood rd and railway pde, Burwood) had been mostly clear (there were some construction work at one of the cafes on the corner).

But when I walked up to the station a few minutes later, a truck and a small car had been smushed together. (Keep in mind that we drive on the left hand side of the road here.) What had happened was that the truck (being a long beast with many steel rods piled up on the back) was turning left from the right lane (as it is allowed to do when there are two lanes and it is a big truck) and a little yellow car decided to race up the left of the truck and turn left too.

Of course, given that the truck was turning from the second lane so that it could cut the corner better, the little car was completely smushed on the left hand side, the driver's side window being smashed and the side of the car crumpled. However, given that the driver of that car had been able to climb out the passenger side, and that the ambulance was only there to treat people for shock, I really didn't feel bad about the thought of taking some photos, as it just seemed to be really interesting and the perspectives were great.

But at the same time, the police officer seemed rather grumpy, and I don't blame him given that this is one of the bigger intersections in Burwood (and right by the railway station so there's no way to detour people without sending them to Strathfield) and two lanes of the main road were now blocked by a very big truck. So I just walked on, and resolved to blog about it.

In completely unrelated news, I looked in the mirror this morning and decided that either I've lost weight or these clothes make me look less plump, as I really look rather attractive today.

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