Here’s hoping that 2016 is better than 2015. And 2014.
It’s been a rough couple of years. And when I did feel like writing, it wasn’t blogging.
I’m starting my last semester of undergrad (well, I have an honours year after that, does that count?) and I miss this place. Something I do for no one else’s pleasure but my own.
And it was a NY’s resolution to finally open this site up again, and write at least twelve blogs this year. So, here’s the first of many, I hope.
TL went down a couple of weeks ago due to a bad contact-form plugin; with that I am completely done with contact forms and am just going to use my email address, I think.
The last six months have been hell, and I’m currently working on how to manage this website to make it easier for me to update.
In between cartoons, of course.
And hopefully a new look. I love this layout, but it needs a bit of refresh.
If you spot any more code problems, leave me a message. I swear, I had less trouble when I HTML-ed everything from scratch myself.
After one week of no classes, and one week holiday from university, I am just really damn tired. Plus I have two essays, a powerpoint presentation and two other assignments yet to be revealed due in three weeks. I’ve been doing school work during that entire time; god, I haven’t been on any of my favourite sites in almost a week. I’ve hit Tumblr a couple of times on my phone, but every time I sit at my desktop, I get to work. This is a fun free zone.
I’m so tired that I’m actually going to the trouble of typing this entry on my phone when my netbook is about a metre away, just so I don’t have to get up. Plus I get to test out the WordPress app on my phone. It’s pretty awesome actually. I can’t wait to get an iPad and install it.
I have, however, been Productive (yes, with a capital P) today. I went into the city and had my iPhone replaced (software issues), nabbed a more protective case and screen protector for it, went to the gym and grabbed some lunch. When I got home, I moved all my furniture to vacuum and mop my kitchen, lounge room and bathroom, plus did all my laundry and hand-washing as well as made dinner. Tomorrow, I need to clean out my kitchen drawers (I swear it made sense to keep pain killers, batteries and spare plastic bags in the cutlery drawers when I did), make some cupcakes, get a decent start on my essays as well as straighten up my bedroom.
Why the sudden cleaning frenzy? My mother and sister are coming up tomorrow night and this place is going to be super sparkly clean.
I had a job interview, a group interview, on Friday. I kind of babble when I get nervous, so I doubt I got it. I have another one in a couple of weeks, and another two resumes to drop off tomorrow. Hopefully someone will take a chance on me. It would be nice to work and save some cash over Christmas. Or, alternatively, blow it all on really nice stuff (I have my eye on the most amazing pair of Chanel sunglasses. Ooh, and there’s a lot of Kumacrafts necklaces left for me to acquire.)
… And unless I can pry myself off this couch, it’s going to be another super late night. Argh.
One of those days that you kind of hate everyone and everything, and want to throw a bit of an adult tantrum for no tangible reason?
It’s not even ten in the morning, and that’s exactly how I’m feeling, honestly.
I spent four hours last night not working on my university assessment, but trying to fix my iPhone after an update left it frozen on the ‘connect to iTunes’ screen. Since it’s my only phone line and my mother is coming down today, I sent them both emails that I couldn’t know they’d both see, and worked on fixing it.
And then discovered that my mother hadn’t even noticed I was AWOL. Great for my self esteem,
So today, I have class (that’s where I am right now, actually) until noon, then I have to write a 500 word assessment for tomorrow’s class, get to the library to print it out, go to the gym, mop my floors, do a ton of washing and continue my pre-assessment freak out since all four of my classes have assessments due in the next week.
I absolutely wish I hadn’t gotten out of bed. That I had rolled over and gotten more sleep.
Just a no-good day and it’s only ten.