So, those were my 20s.

Tomorrow is my thirtieth birthday.

That is absolutely ridiculous. There is no way I should be thirty. Thirty implies so much, and I’m just a slightly more capable version of my teenage self. Maybe your twenties are more of a state of mind?

I don’t think anyone likes having regrets, and I certainly never wanted any. Are there things I’d do differently since I graduated high school? Oh yeah. But I think that most of it, I’d try to keep the same. I’m about to graduate from a degree I enjoyed 90% of. I’ve made some wonderful friends (oh boy, was I due!) I’m still a mental health disaster, but that can be worked on.

I hate the way I stress over my birthday – over incomplete goals, or the idea that something is less than perfect, when a birthday shouldn’t be stressful. I suppose I stress over everything though – anything that can be considered a ‘deadline’, and I freak out.

So how did I spend the last day of my twenties? Cleaning my apartment  :yum: It’s a mental thing, having a perfectly tidy and clean apartment on my birthday. The gift I give myself. I have no idea how I managed to wrangle it, but it took 6 hours, and it’s so tidy!

Tomorrow, I’m spending the day with my sister – mini-golf and then to the movies to finally see the new Thor film. Oh, and I’m dragging her to see ‘Christmas land’ in both Myer and David Jones, because I love Christmas decorating.

It’s going to be a good day. And whilst my twenties weren’t the laugh-riot I hoped for, or anything resembling anyone elses’, they were mine, and that thought is actually kind of comforting.

Lilibet is Home!

Miss Lilibet Beatrice arrived yesterday! She’s 8 weeks and 1 day old, and just impossibly adorable. Just look at that cute little face!

So far, she’s a big fan of food, paper bags, her new plush flea Freddie, her ‘snuggler’ bed (which is really intended for cats, but she adores it) and whichever one our cats runs into her path (I’ve been watching her on Facetime :lol: ) Not so fussed on being out in public, though. We had to walk up and pick up some puppy food at the local pet shop, and she was not thrilled about that.

Can’t wait for two weeks to go by so I can go to my parents’ and cuddle the little cutie :marryme:

Lili-Bee

Introducing Miss Lilibet Beatrice, the newest addition to the family. My mum is over the moon – we’ve been looking for a beagle puppy for awhile now. We get to pick up the little cutie next weekend – and I get a cuddle before they head back home, since I won’t be back at my mum’s place for another few weeks.

“I decided to go join the birds. I eat lots of bread already and I’m tired of fighting.”

Back to real life tomorrow, ho hum. I came home to my mother’s house to do some pet-sitting, and attend my uncle’s birthday lunch, and now that’s all done, I’m headed back to Sydney.

It’s going to be one of those very long weeks – class on Tuesday from ten til noon, then again at five til seven, plus lunch with friends, and a coffee-date with another friend. Then on Wednesday, a haircut on the other side of the city finally (I’m beginning to look like some kind of fluffy marsupial; I love my fringe, but gosh it takes a lot more upkeep than layers), and a class from one til two. Thursday is my day off, but I have a paper due next Monday, plus half a ton of work on my honors project that it’s more like a study-day. Friday, my mother is coming down for the day; Saturday, I’m headed to a knitting workshop, and Sunday I have to finish my paper. It’s an exciting life, that’s for sure ;)

I know I just finished my summer break, but I wish I could rewind time, just live in a happy bubble, where I could write and swim and draw and read. I don’t feel like functioning yet. Though behaving like a functioning adult isn’t something that I feel like doing much of the time. I kind of have a level of functionality that works for me, but isn’t really sustainable for earning a living or socialising, sadly. But I made a promise last year, that I would put myself out there, would try some new stuff. And it worked! I definitely got out of my comfort zone; same verse this year, definitely.

And now I have to go and somehow cram all my things into a single suitcase and backpack.  :kiss:

Leila

On February 17th, my friend Leila passed away, after a hard-fought battle with cancer. Despite the distance between us since we went through grade nine together, this has absolutely crushed me. So, I’m going to take a note out of Zoe‘s playbook, and tell you about her.

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“Have you considered any of the other major religions? They’re all pretty much the same.”

So, I turned 29.

And I finished my last Semester 2 as an undergrad.

I’m not sure which makes me more nervous, to be completely honest. :shock: The last assessment for my first semester project nearly killed me, I swear. I think, all up, it had to be 30,000 words, and took me until 3am to finalise. And then 10 minutes before I was going to present? I got an approval for an extension due to illness. I went ahead and did it anyway, because no. I did not want to wait another week with it hanging over my head.

I think I left my body during it, actually. But it’s done. And I can’t have screwed it up too badly. I don’t think. :ohwell:

My birthday was on November 7th, and a very quiet day. Mum came down and we had an amazing lunch, and Mum brought me some small gifts. The rest of my gifts (most of which are books! :geek: ) and my official birthday cake will occur when Mum and I can coordinate (pizza, salad, champagne and cake!)

Right now, I’m taking ten days off to relax – something I sorely need to do. Maybe write some bad fan fiction, and do some bad fanart? Something with no academic or profitable value ;)

“Just like the gypsy woman said!”

So that was 28. Tomorrow I’m 29. And I feel all of twelve. Maybe thirteen.

That’s probably why so many people have crises about their age: they never feel what they really are. I’ve managed to elude conventional adulthood for so long, and now I feel the time to girl-up and be a grown-up is upon me.

No wonder I need a medication adjustment  :lol:

So here’s to 29. May you bring good things.

If there’s one thing I love more than triumph, it’s annoying vagueness.

It’s been a very long, and very short, month.

The last two weeks, I had to present my plan for my honours year (a YA story), a backup essay, and a group-presentation in another class. I used to be the queen of the last-minute dash. All-nighters were a breeze. This semester? I’m relatively organized, and haven’t had to pull any all-nighters, but the stress of so much of my academic future weighing me down resulted in my jaw swelling, and my neck twisting up so badly, that I needed an emergency dental appointment (complete with x-rays) and three trips to the physio to unknot my neck.

Is this me getting old? Or am I finally taking my academics seriously enough to do myself harm?

As terrible as it is, I prefer the latter. I’m only twenty-eight!

So, I’ve been at my mum’s for the week – I don’t have a dentist or physio in Sydney – and heading back to Sydney tomorrow. It’s lucky that my classes last week were flexible, though I was sick enough that I would have come home anyway. But yes, back to Sydney tomorrow. I’m looking forward to Sunday more, though – after a trip to Apple to replace a busted charger, there’s a little shopping to be done, and then I’m finally going to go see Suicide Squad. By myself, sadly, but my sister is busy (and has the flu), and none of my friends have a burning desire to see Suicide Squad. I actually enjoy going to the movies alone.

And on Thursday night, I have tickets to Allen and Unwin’s YAFest evening – hoping to get some of my books autographed by the guest authors, and have lots of fun (book-themed manicures! Chocolate! Books!)

Tragically, I still have to update my phone, update my mum’s phone, pack my suitcase, have a shower, and wash up before bedtime, so I’m off to snag some of mum’s chocolate cake and get started.

Green Skies, Purple Grass, & Jelly-Bean Rainy Days.

Today was a very strange day. Like, it wouldn’t have surprised me at all if I had walked outside, and discovered that the sky was green, the grass was purple, and it was raining jelly beans. :lol: There wasn’t anything specific, just a feeling I had.

My lecture was a dud, though I was hunting for a specific pair of shorts (for those playing at home, Gorman x Walala’s It’s All Rice shorts – I regret not hitting that collection like a damn asteroid), and Mum called the stores, tracked me down a pair, and purchased them for me. They’ll be waiting under the Christmas tree for me this summer :love:

I’m making the pilgrimage home tomorrow morning, to see my mum, since I have no other classes this week. Though, those plans were made last week – right now, I’m wishing I reserved tomorrow for lazing around like a sloth. I think it’s the weather.

Your authority isn’t recognized in Fort Kickass.

I have anxiety and depression; and when I have bad periods, time seems to disintegrate. :crazy: I can spend weeks doing little more than reading and basic functionally. The weird thing is that I don’t actually notice I’m doing it; it takes me weeks to realise it and everyone around me is ‘…duh.’ -_-

So, my uni break consisted of watching Archer (definitely been added to my favourites list), doing a little fic writing, and generally over-thinking my entire life. So, not exactly the relaxing break I was hoping for. Now I’m back at uni, and I’m trying to piece myself back into a functioning human being. I mean, I’ve started a sort-of bullet journal for my honours year at uni (let’s ignore the fact I graduate next year. It scares the living hell out of me), and I got a super cute haircut. No, seriously, I had my fringe cut and I was so worried, but I actually kind of love it. :love:

Now I am going to go crawl into my matress makers bed, which is currently obscured by a giant pile of clean washing, and sleep with the hope that when I wake up tomorrow it won’t be Monday and I won’t have a 10am lecture.

Dot Point Days

  • End of semester is here! Which means I am up to my elbows in half-finished projects. I have an essay, a presentation, a multimedia ebook, and a set of postcards that all have to be completed in the next fortnight. It’s a lot, but I’m crossing my fingers that I have everything under control. And, without blowing my own horn, the ebook is looking quite cool.  :cool:
  • I went to TeenCon: Cornucopia Sunday morning, as a part of the Sydney Writer’s Festival. I’ll do a whole post about it, but it was fun, and I’ll definitely be snagging tickets against next year.
  • Got a phone call yesterday, to hear that one of our cats – Bob – had been attacked by the cat that was hiding in our shed, and had his tongue lacerated :sob:. My mother and sister dropped him off at our vet this morning (they took him to see an emergency vet yesterday), and I’m just waiting to hear the vet’s verdict. Most likely? Surgery. Poor man-cat. He’s just trying to protect his kingdom.
  • Got a very polite but firm email requesting student presence in today’s lecture, and I like my lecturer, so I made plans to attend. And was promptly rewarded by the universe, as I won a book in a Facebook contest – one that was actually presented at TeenCon, which is very cool.  XD
  • My washing machine has gone kaput again. :pissed: This time? Tripping the power of my apartment. So, I have to make plans to get it repaired, and drag my laundry down to the laundromat. I’m frustrated – more money I have to scramble to find. And I freaking hate having to pay someone to do something I am perfectly capable of doing myself – like my laundry (my local laundromat is tiny and very busy – usually the only option is to drop my stuff off, and pick it up later.)
  • Right now, I am really looking forward to lunch.  :x

Movie Night!

So, I’m on the mend, back in Sydney, and headed to the movies with some friends yesterday to see Civil War. Verdict? Solid film that somewhat makes up for the train-wreck of The Age of Ultron that makes me want to give therapy kittens and fuzzy blankets to all of the characters.  :nyah:

It was super fun to go out to the movies with friends – I haven’t had anyone to hang out with in a very long time, since my best friend from high school moved away, my best friend from childhood moved interstate, and all my other high school friends kind of ditched me when we graduated. So, yes, it was awesome. We’re tentatively planning on doing it again in a few weeks, when XMen: Apocalypse is released. :cool:

Today was meant to include a trip to Books Kinokuniya for Free Comic Book Day, but I arrived forty-five minutes before the store even opened, and the queue went right around the block. Like, along George St, past Topshop and right around to Pitt St. Not today, Satan. I can snag scans from the free comic books online, and buy my comics online. I was stunned, because last year it was chaos in-store, but there was no queue. I blame the addition of the Maid Cafe – the menu sounded delicious. XD

Now, I’m going to curl up with a bowl of udon and watch cartoons, because how else does someone in their 20s spend a Saturday night? ;)

This Month’s Horrific Injustice Is…

I am at home with the flu. Well, the end of a really nasty flu.

I also have tickets to Civil War. Gold Class tickets. Gold Class tickets that only cost me twenty dollars.

I cannot go. :sob:

This is the greatest injustice of the month, if not of 2016 in its entirety.

Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head

I think Autumn is dead. Like, I think it’s being dragged away kicking and screaming as Winter cackles in the background. It started off as a nice day, but after lunch, I realised I needed some groceries – fun things like milk and cheese. And it was fine when I hopped on the bus.

But by the time I made it into the city, the rain had hit. Nothing too series, just slippery and annoying. By the time I made it back to the bus stop, though, the nice day I had woken up to was dead and buried. And I have found the perfect perch along Hyde Park that allows me to sit with my bags, but still see all the buses arriving. Plus I’m out of the way. Sad to say, my perch does not include any sort of rain protection. And the bus was late. Though, I was admiring the leaves falling as I waited.

Honestly, I’m looking forward to winter. I have two adorable scarf and glove sets, I have new jeans and tees ready to go, a bitchin’ pair of sneakers – I just need the weather to wear them! Plus all my favourite pyjamas are winter jammies. And my most beloved pink Ugg boots. And winter means all kinds of wonderful things – like Supanova, semester break and OzComiCon.

On that note, there’s still a week until mid-semester break, and that means I have uni work to finish, so I shall leave you – hopefully snug inside, out of the rain, wind and dying moans of the season :D

Halfway Gone

It’s Week 6 of Semester 1.

Which means I am technically halfway through my last undergrad semester. Trippy. Technically, I don’t graduate until mid-2017, thanks to a compulsory honours year (which I’m sort of looking forward to.) But this is it. Last semester of classes. I feel slightly woozy just thinking about it. Then I feel woozy thinking about how much work I have to get through before the end of the semester. :sob:

Exciting news, too, that I’ll talk about next Friday :cool: when it’s finalised.

A Sudden Epiphany

I had a sudden epiphany this morning, when I was finishing off a presentation for uni: it makes a huge difference if you like your lecturer. If you clash, it makes it very hard for you to want to complete the work, let alone have it be your best work. And me and this current lecturer? … Yeah. Not a fan. And certainly not looking forward to our next one-on-one consult, that’s for sure. -_-

I swear to god this week is trying to kill me. Frankly, I hope it rains on Sunday, so I can justify barricading myself in my apartment and watching all of Sailor Moon Crystal in my pyjamas.

Back Home Again

Back in Sydney, back home, hooray!

My apartment is very small, and made smaller by the excess of furniture I have (a giant ottoman, named Otto from the Ottoman Empire, that folds out into a bed), a resin cow named Valencia, my desk and desktop computer set up, bookcase, couch, coffee table… the list goes on. And it’s kind of dark – dodgy lights, bottom floor apartment. But it’s my happy place. It’s my sanctuary. And when my mum was staying last week (I was at her place), she tidied up. It’s lovely. I could lie on my couch for hours, reading.

But my iPad battery is flat.

And I do have class tomorrow morning, then I must brave the crowds to grab some groceries (and, um, perhaps a stop at Gorman :oops: I think I have a serious problem. But a girl need her matching scarf and gloves sets :love: )

But right now, I have a bag of broken Easter chocolate, my laptop has 34% battery and it’s only 9:19pm, so everything is good.

“At The Risk Of Sounding Negative, No.”

I came home for a week for Easter, for what I thought would be a lovely time to regroup and collect myself. We planned to have Easter Lunch with my grandparents, and then a casual lunch of Italian Easter Sunday. Mum was going to whip up some gnocchi and veggie lasagna, I was going to whip up a knock-off Sake Miss Blossom cocktail, and I was going to puppy-eye my sister into making rocky road for dessert. Then, after Easter, I was planning on getting all my uni work up-to-date, a few personal projects that I’ve been busting to get started, and helping my Mum with a few at-home projects. :geek:

It did not go to plan. Easter Saturday? Well, it kind of helps when you tell the grandparents we are coming for Easter Saturday lunch (dumping the blame and shame on my father for that one. Another for his bag of sneaky tricks). Then, we were all kind of done on Sunday, so we ended up going out for a quick dinner. Then I’m pretty sure I slept from Monday to Wednesday. At least, I really didn’t do much. Sleep, snack, read, repeat. Maybe a little writing? I knew I was sleep deprived, but those days are kind of blurry. XD

Thursday through to tonight kind of vanished when I wasn’t looking in a series of necessary but boring tasks. :ohno: And I’m headed back to Sydney tomorrow afternoon, in time for my Wednesday morning class (and I got a spectacularly aggressive email from my lecturer today, telling us to attend our Wednesday night lecture. It’s super pathetic people aren’t attending, but we are adults And, frankly, the lectures are only relevant when the guest-lecturers are speaking about our specialisation. The last one before Easter was okay, but pointless for me since it didn’t focus on my major. And no one really wants to hang around til 5pm for an hour lecture. But I digress.)

So, next weekend, I get to catch up on the work I spaced on, and the new work that will be assigned. The only good side is that, since Easter was so early, I have another week off (well, no classes are held but it isn’t technically a week off) in three weeks, which is lovely. Thinking of petitioning the uni to make this schedule permanent because it is far less stressful than the normal semester structure.

For now, I am going to slump on the couch and watch bad reality TV until bedtime.

God, I love sleep. :happycry:

Good Things

Usually for me, life is a parade of disasters. I stumble around like a drunken baby trying to put out metaphorical fires, usually having to settle for a compromise that screws me over. It sucks, but it is what it is.

But for once, things seem to be fitting into place. I needed one course credit and one alternate course to be able to start my honours year in August, so I can graduate next June. There’s a lot of reasons for this, but the one I’m happy to share is that half of my closest uni friends graduate next June, and it would be nice to graduate together.

And I managed it! In less than a week, I got my course credit approved, and I got into an alternate course. I was concerned that the alternate course was going to be very technical and lots of analytical essays. But it’s a practical design course, hooray :D  My other two courses aren’t too bad – both have been rewritten since last year, and one ended up with a completely hideous assessment schedule (instead of weekly ‘blogging’ on lecture material, we all have to put together presentations in pairs. Clearly this course is audited by Satan), and the other ended up dropping the group-project requirement and the strange interview assessment, which is awesome (though, one assessment was based upon our online presence – LinkedIn and Behance et al – which sounded pretty good.)

I’m still suspicious, but things are definitely looking up. I have two whole days off, one day with a one-hour lecture and one class that only requires I meet with my lecturer once a fortnight for ten minutes, since it’s focusing on independent projects, prepping us for honours and post-university life.

Quite frankly, I’m going to stick with being grateful, because I know my family life is going to be difficult this year. It would be really nice if one aspect of my life didn’t look like a trainwreck.

Viva La 2016

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.

Sleep: Farewell Old Friend

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.

Have you ever had one of those days?

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.  :huh: 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.

I’ve never heard of such a brutal and shocking injustice that I cared so little about.

I’d apologise for vanishing, but sometimes you just need to take a break from life.

But now that university starts again tomorrow, I guess I’ve returned to the land of the living. Or at least, the land of the active online. Hell, even on Tumblr, I rely completely on my queue for any kind of consistent posting.  :cool:

So, university. I had a morning class, and then an afternoon lecture that I’m not really looking forward to, based entirely on the fact that I have to go over to the main campus and somehow figure out how to find the lecture hall on a campus that is like a small city in itself. It also kind of blows that I’ve already taken this class before, at a different university, but they wouldn’t give me credit for it when I transferred. I mean, the last art history essay I wrote for my previous university was 3,000 words long. This class? I think 1,500 words will be the longest (based on what I heard from last semester’s class, which I didn’t have to take, thank god). The first class? A compulsory first-year class, not much to say. Last semester’s course resulted in a dodgy mark because I pretty much told my lecturer I didn’t think she understood the course outline since she did such a terrible job of explaining it.  -_-

I tried so hard to be organised today – my plan was to grab my groceries and drop into the Apple store to replace my dodgy keyboard before coming home and building my last two pieces of Ikea furniture. Grocery shopping turned into a big deal when I could find a food processor under one hundred dollars  :huh: across five stores. When I finally did get home, building my Ikea stuff tried to kill me, ugh. I really loathe Ikea.By the time I was done, I had to make dinner before realising that most of the ingredients for my pesto pasta were mouldy, absent or masquerading as other things, so I tried to make pancakes and scorched myself and the pancake so badly that I gave up and had toast, and am going to clean up the apartment and then make tea and go to bed with a book. I never claimed I was any sort of cook  -_-*

Tomorrow is going to be a long day. I’m kind of edgy about tomorrow – new semester with new class locations? Makes me anxious. But I plan to nab lunch and maybe some new books (I found a 20% off coupon for Kinokuniya when I was cleaning earlier! A bag of books shall ease my nerves and frustrations.)

I guess it is time I started cleaning up. My mother is coming down tomorrow – my grandmother has a hospital appointment on Thursday that my mother has to go to – and she will complain if my place isn’t tidy  -_-

Post-Con Fall

I had a great time at Supanova … but then I caught a nasty cold-flu. -_-*

I’ve barely gotten over it and I have to go back down to Sydney tomorrow to take down some more gear – winter bedding, a new and totally awesome purple toaster, and some other bits and pieces – and retrieve a few things I need during my uni break – dvds and my drawing tablet. Plus I have a few things to do in Sydney.

I have some great photos and stories from Supanova for tomorrow night, though :geek:

Nerd Weekend is Almost Here!

One of my favourite weekends of the year is the weekend of Supanova Sydney, a huge pop-culture expo at Sydney Olympic Park. There are actors, voice actors, comic book writers and artists, authors… this year, we have David Hasselhoff and the Weasley twins, some anime screenings and many, many exhibitors that I am looking forward to visiting (though, sadness, Wacom aren’t exhibiting this year :ohdear: . They were one of my favourites last year, and I was so badly hoping to get a drawing stylus for my mother’s iPad this year.)

We’re planning on getting autographs from Oliver and James Phelps, and I plan on getting one of my Futurama DVDs signed by Lauren Tom. I’m also on the hunt for some Super Mario knee socks, a Despicable Me 2 Agnes figurine and any Sailor Moon merchandise I can get my hands on.

Hopefully I’ll get to take loads of photographs this year. I’m not wearing a costume this year, but I will be wearing the super-amazing Avengers skirt my sister made me :marryme:

Five for Friday

  • Semester 1 is officially over – all my assignments are submitted, and I don’t have any responsibilities until July 29th, when Semester 2 starts up.  XD
  • With Semester 1 done, I have a pile of books loaded on my mother’s iPad (ack, I thought I was totally sold on the iPad, but then I saw the Samsung Note, with the stylus and the drawing, and the possibility of watching DVDs and drawing simultaneously… :love:!) and plans to work on my digital drawing. If I can afford it, I might buy a sketch book just to work on practicing my anatomy drawing.
  • Supanova, the Australian Pop Culture convention, is in Sydney next weekend! My sister and I have tickets for both days, and I’ve saved up some money to pick out some nerd gear! :D Hoping for the Despicable Me 2 Agnes Pop Vinyl figure, some Nintendo 1-Up Mushroom socks… and a ton of Sailor Moon gear.  :marryme: Last year, I only bought a packet of playing cards and some stickers, so this year I think I might splurge a little.
  • My internet is ready to go… except my modem has arrived. Despite the phone monkey telling me that my modem was ordered and would be delivered, and we’d pay for it at the end of the month with the cost of my internet plan, it wasn’t. So, I wait – which was almost disastrous when I finishing off my assessment  :tantrum:
  • With my desk, chair and modem (on order :cranky:), the last things I need for my apartment are a proper fridge (I’m using my uncle’s bar fridge from the late 80s, early 90s… not exactly the most efficient piece of machinery), a nightstand, a microwave, an ottoman (the one I have my eyes on folds out into a single bed, which is perfect for when my mother or sister stay) and half a dozen lamps. My apartment is so terribly dark. I never noticed how expensive lamps were until I started shopping for some.

My Super-Villain Lair is Almost Complete

I have a desk!

And a desk chair!

Aren’t they beautiful? :love: I also scored a eight-dollar side table, and purchased this adorable pencil holder to celebrate the acquisition and assembly of my desk and chair (oh man, I started late one night and managed to put at least half of the desk together backwards or upside down – I thought my mother was going to beat me with one of the parts  :oops:.)

And some beautiful self-promotion – I started pinning everything I got for my apartment right here, if you’d like to see more of my budding interior decorating skills.

Now I just need to find some lamps that actually provide useful light, rather than just ambience or something else that I have to dust, that don’t cost more than my rent or are super ugly. There’s an entire world of shopping out there that I haven’t truly considered before, and it’s wonderful  :nyah:.

Five Things Friday

I fell in the street, skinned both my knees and upset my bad knee again. :( Ice packs, pain killers and bizarre stretches have become me. It’s very strange to fall asleep with an ice pack against your knee.

New phone <3 I finally replaced my beloved iPhone 4 with an iPhone 5. It’s shiny and new and with an utterly amazing camera (for an iPhone XD). Just getting all my apps on it is taking an age. I haven’t totally discarded my iPhone 4 – it’s just evolved into being my music-and-amusement gadget.

Iron Man 3 was amazing and incredible. We saw The Avengers on the big screen first (so, so much better on the big screen. The details I never noticed before were incredible) and then, at midnight, when into the Gold Class cinema (16 seats, all of them the most amazingly comfortable recliners) to see Iron Man 3. It was so much fun – I was so worried I’d fall asleep, being after midnight and have already sat through The Avengers, but I was transfixed the entire time. But now I totally have to see it again, so that I can write a ‘Avengers come to help Tony out because the shit that went down was way too major for them to simply not care’ fic.

University is okay. Finished Nightmare Group Assignment #1, onto Group Assignment #2, with a group that works way better together. On a not unrelated note, the next person who tells me they have a domain, when yes, they have a domain named but its re-routed to their tumblr page/blogspot/facebook, is getting punched in the face. It. Does. Not. Count. Seriously, before I finally mastered WordPress, I coded all my pages in HTML in Notepad; all of my blog posts were written in HTML by hand, and uploaded by WS_FTP; definitely a labour of love. :love:  I also ran 10+ fanlistings the same way. Dedication, thy name is Alexandra. I get so frustrated how easy it is for people to ‘have’ a website these days and yet have no idea how it works.  :cranky:

And on a totally unrelated note, I am actually totally prepared for Mother’s Day – I have three amazing presents, ready to be beautifully wrapped, and it’s going to be a weekend that my father is working away, so we get to have a nice, quiet all-about-Mum day. This has to be the first Mother’s Day in years that I’ve actually be organised, which is so both depressing and embarrassing. Living in Sydney has made gift shopping a lot easier.

And now I’m off to make tea and have a shower :love:

Five Things… From this Week

:: It’s been full-on drama at university. One teenage girl with control issues who borderline-bullied me (I know, I’m 25, I should have put her in her place. The anxiety prevents it). Thank god it is done and I can resume my peaceful existence in that class. There’s more to it, but I’ve already documented it twice on Tumblr, and cannot bring myself to type it all out again tonight.

:: Iron Man 3 tomorrow night! Well, technically, Wednesday morning. My sister and I have tickets to The Avengers at 9pm, and then Iron Man 3 at 12:05am Wednesday morning. The cinemas in Sydney are showing The Avengers first as a promotional thing, and I never got to see it in the theatre the first time around, so I jumped at the chance. Super excited! Especially since our Iron Man 3 tickets are Gold Class (like 16 seats in the entire cinema, and they are squishy, huge seats too. I’ve never been to Gold Class, so I’m doubly excited!)

:: My apartment is slowly coming along. The books are on the two shelves I have (long story) but I plan to replace the bookcases anyway. Hopefully getting my couch, my desk and chair, and maybe one bookcase next week. Crossing my fingers. I did order a crescent-moon bottle opener and hedgehog measuring cups from Anthropologie (the shipping to Australia is completely ridiculous, fyi) that I’ve been eyeing for months. Plus I got a fancy, brightly coloured bedspread. Nothing like frivolous items to make everything better! Next pay, hopefully a print or two for the walls.

:: More online shopping pursuits? Okay! XD I scored two Kumacrafts Sailor Moon necklaces – the Star Locket (omg, yes!) and the Season 1 locket (a girl posted a picture of herself on Tumblr wearing the two together and it looked awesome.) Next on the wishlist? Chibiusa’s Time Key and the S locket!

:: I have the week off from university, so unless something comes up, I plan to spend Wednesday night onwards at home with my mum, doing totally ridiculous things like playing the Sims and working on my novel on my desktop. My kingdom for a laptop, I swear to god. It’s so lovely to be home with my cats and my mum. And now, I am going to snuggle into my lovely bed and get some sleep – 8:15am train tomorrow :(

Home is Where… There Really Isn’t Much

My apartment is kind of awesome. I might complain about how dark it is, how there isn’t enough room to start some kind of art studio turned bat cave but it’s all kinds of awesome. A modern kitchen and bathroom, a crazy-awesome wardrobe and it’s so close to my university.

A dream first apartment, really. Except it’s kind of empty.

I mean, I have a bed, and bar stools for the bench, a killer TV… but no modem. Or couch. Or a laptop. But to get those things, I need a job. Plus I need to bring more of my stuff. My books, my drawing tablet, my shoes…

University is still disappointing. I want to learn how to draw and colour, and bring my characters to life. Instead, I’m forced to deal with unpleasant, snotty people younger than me with superiority complexes, and a total lack of sleep.

But next week, next week is my week off. Next week is half-way through semester; I’ve almost done it. Made it through the first semester, and that’s one thing that I’m clinging to.

Home Is Where My Stuff Is

So.

On Friday, I took some of my things down to my new apartment. And on Sunday, my parents took down some more.

I have a giant awesome television and a blu-ray player ready and waiting. I have a bed and a new mattress set up in the bedroom. I have a toaster, a kettle, a Sodastream (I’m pretty sure at this point, my veins are 65% bubbly water) and my most beloved, beat-up 90s era can opener.

I don’t have a couch yet; I have giant floor cushions as a stand in for now. I still need a few things. Well, a lot of things. The things I’m looking most forward to are my pink lounge (I know! Ikea make pink couches!), my desk and chair so that I can bring my desktop computer down (I have my father’s spare monitor waiting in my room) and a modem.

Until then, traveling home-home every weekend is necessary. Completely necessary. A proper fridge full of food, high-speed internet, furniture… ahh, it’s the completely ordinary things (like a chair!) that you take for granted. :D

A Little of This, A Little of That

Things are happening.

  • I’m bored silly in my classes, honestly. Being bored leaves me time to think. Thinking turns me into an anxious mess. I hope it gets better. I’ve already made the decision that if I’m still unhappy – this unhappy – in a year, I’ll transfer to a different school. I’ll need a year to really find my feet, I guess. It’s still horrifying dragging myself in every week, but I guess I’ll manage. I’ve never liked change.
  • I finally found an apartment, whee!

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I could sleep forever…

Wow.

So, I started university again. It was rather a shock.

First of all, in a city two hours away. And I haven’t been able to find an apartment yet. It’s kind of cut-throat in Sydney. So I’m still looking. I’m commuting and staying near by the university for three days each week. I’m so, so tired each week.

The last seven months has been really hard at home, and it all kind of hit me. I was a mess for the first week; ridiculously enough, when I mentioned how miserable I was, my doctor gave me Xanax. I took half a pill, and yuck. I will never understand how people get addicted to such a dreadful, dreadful medication. What a horrid feeling. I’m trying out herbal remedies for stress and anxiety now.

At this moment, i’m sitting in a room surrounded by things – my drawing tablet (after three-four years, I’ve finally started to master drawing on it; maybe I’ll post some of my efforts) is balanced on my desk, clothes piled in a suitcase (roughly triple what I actually need to pack for Sydney this week), books and bits piled on my bookcase, and a bit of everything piled on my desk.

Easter Holidays will be nice. I’m going to sleep and write and draw and maybe even clock in some time with my Sims.

I’m a simple girl at heart.

Time Flies

So, radio silence around here. A lot of drama and tension and relief and frustration because my family has a lot of issues.

But the good part of the silence? Well, I kind of got into my first choice university, studying Media Arts (thinking about it still makes me feel kind of ill, honestly.)

However, the university in question is in Sydney. Two hours away.

And I had no money to find an apartment. Now I have money… there are no apartments left, unless I happen to win the lottery. So the plan is commuting, at this point. It’s going to be dreadful and awful and miserable, but I don’t have a choice. I worked out that renting in Sydney will cost me around $20k for a year. If I am committing to that much money, I want to be really happy in that apartment; I want to love my days off because I’ll get to hang out there. It has to be – or have the potential to be – home.

So I start Wednesday.

Seven years older than most of the students, and I’m me. A lot of people, family members, have told me I’m scary. Because I’m so serious-looking, I guess, when I’m the goofiest person you’ll meet. I am crazy, silly, happy and so utterly, utterly childish, I should fit in great. I laugh all the time, loud and stupidly because the tiniest things are frelling hilarious.

But then, I’m also kind of a so-done-with-that snarky, judgemental bitch with trust issues that we can thank my final year in high school for.

So this is going to be awesome, mind-blowing and the happiest I’ve ever been in life, so far…

Or an unmitigated disaster.

Luckily, with a new laptop and iPad pending and a lot of commute time waiting for me, I’ll have a lot of time to blog all about it.

NaBloPoMo: And… I get my life back

NanoWrimo 2012 is over, and I crossed the line at about 6pm tonight, with a word count of 50,298.

As you can see, NaBloPoMo definitely slipped by the wayside, but on my list of priorities, NanoWrimo beat NaBloPoMo. Aspiring YA author and all XD

The heat today – around 35 degrees – did try to kill me, my writing efforts and my poor Mac, but we got through. I’m actually kind of flat now that I’ve hit 50,000 words. Like, I expected something else. I know I’m not happy with a lot of the scenes in my book – it’s merely a patchwork of the most important aspects, written in two different points of view. I need to find a giant cork or white board, now, and rewrite the structure and outline, and just chip away at getting the whole story down.

I’m pretty proud of it, actually. It’s YA fantasy with a dash of romance (literally, like three chapters from the end is the first romantic hint) and no freakin’ love triangles. It’s going to be awesome when it is actually finished and a proper book. I can’t wait.

But now Nano is over, I get my life back! Tomorrow’s plan? Cleaning! I literally have a pile of stuff on my floor in front of my bookcases – art supplies, sketchbooks, pens, power cords – that has to be sorted from my trip to Sydney, plus a chair full of clothes that needed to be folded and put away; a wardrobe that has clothes and shoes falling everywhere, at least a small army of socks under my bed and just things everywhere. Every time I thought about tidying up, I sat down and wrote.  -_-*

Other than a cleaning blitz, I have emails to send, semi-hysterical fan fiction to write, blog entries about Sydney and my uni interview to write, drawings to compose and a dozen other things I’ve forgotten.

Right now, instead of researching and tapping away at Ultraviolet, I’m off to snuggle into bed (as in, kick off all the sheets and drag my fan so close to the bed that it might as well just climb in next to me) with the iPad and read fan fiction, because as far as I’m concerned, December started as soon as I validated my novel!  :marryme:

NaBloPoMo: Stand By for the Conniption

Oh dear god. What the freaking hell, November? As if you aren’t enough of an asshole, with NanoWrimo dominating, year after year. This November is ridiculous.

So, I have NanoWrimo to write, daily, especially since the gap between the word goal and my advance has closed over the weekend. I’m maybe 900 words ahead of the official goal. The I have my art school interview, so I have to print and mount my portfolio today and tomorrow. We leave for Sydney Thursday afternoon (which actually pissed me off; I was hoping to get up there early, but once again, everyone else takes priorities over me. Ugh), and return Friday sometime. Plus I am actively trying to get a Christmas job which, quite frankly, is going terribly.

Then combine that with my usual internet and person commitments (1.5 hours at the gym or training every single day, Neopets, Deviantart and my favourite trading card game just reopened online, and various writing commitments I’ve made) and the things on break (written-word.org, Livejournal, all my fan fiction, twitter) plus uni and general life stuff, I am just so… screwed. Seriously.

I absolutely know that next year, I’m going to have to prioritise everything, but I loathe to think what I’ll have to give up, since I really love doing everything on my list. It’s just… there are only so many hours in a day!

Anyway, before Thursday, I have to

– print and mount my work for my portfolio

– pack my suitcase

– hit 35.5k on NanoWrimo

– tidy up my room so it’s not a bomb site when I get home from Sydney

Seriously. I have no idea when I’m going to get everything done.

NaBloPoMo: Five Things

Five Things I Want to Buy When I Get a Job…

  • My beloved Mirror Mirror Wedges from Gorman. Seriously, those shoes are amazing-balls. I think I’ve finally begun hitting my stride as far as my sort of style goes, and these shoes are
  • New Momiji Dolls! They’re about to reopen distribution in Australia. It’s been almost a year, and I think there are half a dozen limited-edition dolls I have on hold, and then around half a dozen regular edition that I need to acquire.
  • An iPhone 5! I get my iPhone 4 on a plan, so it’s actually cheaper for me to switch phones when my contract expires. The only reason I’ve put it off is because of unemployment – I didn’t want to be committed to a contract at the moment. That, and Marc Jacobs hasn’t released any cute iPhone 5 cases yet XD
  • Books! I have e-book copies of Days of Blood and Starlight by Laini Taylor, and Cinder by Marissa Meyer, and I really, really want hard copies. Those are just two of the books I’m busting for. My fishpond wishlist is rather long, and Amazon Kindle charges double for Australian users. Australian ebook retailers can charge up to $30 for an ebook, which isn’t ever going to happen,
  • A Kate Spade bangle! Her idiom bangles are awesome-sauce, and I’ve been eyeing them off for ages. Her pink one disappeared for ages, but it has just come back in, and it must be mine. Maybe for Christmas?

This is what a trip to Sydney will do to you. Make you want a load of beautiful things, but you are so utterly broke, all you can do is gaze dreamily at online stores. (You can check out most of these items on my Pinterest, if you’re interested. I’m just dreaming my money away right now :nyah:)

NaBloPoMo: To Sydney, To Sydney

So, we went to Sydney today for my Portfolio Review at Sydney Uni. We being my sister (she graduated from Sydney Uni this year!), my father (Driving Monkey extraordinaire) and me (partial degree princess). We left after 7 a.m, and Mia and I slept the entire way down. We are hardcore party people. We made it to Sydney for breakfast at the best coffee bar in the city, Workshop Expresso. I, of course, don’t drink coffee. But Workshop iced chocolate? Like liquid crack. Seriously, I can’t think of a drink more addictive.

Then we headed off to Sydney University. Wow, that school is gorgeous. It’s basically in the buildings of an old mental asylum (which would be awesome… if I hadn’t been watching American Horror Story. Okay, I’m just kidding XD), and is gorgeous. Old sandstone buildings, beautiful green grounds. Or rather, on my University Comparison Scale – I – This place sucks, it’s like a prison and you need hiking boots to get around vs. 10 – There are hotels that aren’t this fancy, and I can safely wear heels, or go barefoot!, Sydney Uni ranked a charming 8.

I managed to wrangle a Review with one of Mia’s favourite lecturers, S, who was awesome and super enthusiastic. Some of the advice he gave me was a little different than Mum’s friend T gave me, so I’m combining all the ideas. The best thing is that the updated guidelines say any A2 sized works – or bigger – can be photographed, so I don’t have to lug a giant artwork to Sydney.

I also got a look at some parts of the end-of-year show, and some work was incredible. An artist named Sarfa (i’m not sure that’s the spelling) has drawn the most incredible lifelike portraits. Another one of my sister’s friends did these two amazing portraits of a character from Homestuck, and another girl – Bridget – did a series of stylised images that were screenprinted – using up to seven colours. For anyone not familiar with screen-printing, it’s very precise work, with no room for error. As well as the printmedia works, I saw this incredible glass work, with glass ‘bubbles’ littered all over the floor. It was incredible.

After the uni, we went into the city, and Mia and I hit David Jones. They had an awesome Ted Baker display. in an old-fashioned sweets cart, and I am totally in love with Ted Baker’s Tishaa laptop case. I can’t seem to find one online, so hopefully when I get my new laptop, they’ll still have some left. We checked out the shoe department – it sucks – and the Christmas department.

Where I totally inquired about the price of Valencia. Who is Valencia, you ask? Valencia is a Christmas cow that stands about knee-high. Hand-painted and airbrushed with golden hooves and horns, the first year she was there, she was apart of half-a-dozen other animals, all worth several thousand dollars. They all sold, except Valencia. Valencia has been there for roughly six years, now, being stuffed into a corner and covered with lights and/or tinsel. She’s been seriously damaged and, as of today, one of her ears is missing. I adore Valencia, so I asked how much they want for her. They no longer have her on the books, so they’ll be calling me. I really hope they give me a reasonable price, because she’s awesome and I’d enjoy trying to fix her up.

My father took us to the sushi train for lunch, which was delicious and amazing and awesome – tempura prawns, sashimi, scallop and veggie roll, eel… I could go on XD I just love Japanese food. We hit Kinokuniya afterwards, and then Gorman, where I tried on the most amazing, awesome, wicked pair of wedges that must be mine. I have no idea how, but I need them. They were so comfy and amazing-looking. They come in pink and silver, and I don’t know which colour I want!

We left after that, since it is a two hour trip home. Hopefully when we go back down next week for my formal interview, oh dear god, we can hit the Wii U demo store, Gorman and Kinokuniya again… I’m a simple girl at heart XD It was a good and fairly casual day. Except now I’ve fallen behind on NanoWrimo. I’ll have to catch up tomorrow!

NaBloPoMo: Halfway Point!

As of tonight (about ten minutes ago!), I’ve made it halfway through NanoWrimo 2012! And I’ve learnt two very, very important things.

One, is that I’m estimating this story, completed, will hit around the 150-200,ooo word mark. I expected that, since most entry-level chapter books are 50,000 words. I’m both shocked and not, if that makes sense. I knew the story would take a lot of words to tell, it’s that sort of story. But 200,000 words is just such an investment of time, and devoting. I’ll absolutely do it, but at 27,000 words right now, that just feels enormous and incomprehensible.

The second things I’ve learnt is that, wow, the rewriting that this is going to need. I’m going to look for a massive white board or corkboard online – probably Craigslist or something like that, so I can plot it out in massive blocks, and rework the smaller plot threads. Plus, I wrote a partial overview of the entire story, and enough scene outlines to get me through NanoWrimo, but the entire overview and a proper chapter guide need to be done and finalised for me to make this book everything it can be.

It’s actually kind of exciting.

I won’t get a lot written tomorrow, since I have a meeting with a friend of my mother’s who happens to be an HSC art teacher, and has very kindly offered to look over my portfolio for uni – my interview is a week tomorrow, yikes! -and I need to organise all the work I want her to look at. Plus on Saturday, I’m going to the university for a Portfolio Preparation and Tour Day with my sister for some last minute clarification and guidance. Plus, you know, see the university I might end up at next year!

NaBloPoMo: Take it from Me

Take it from me, dehydration is one of the most unpleasant things that you can ever suffer from.

It’s summer here, and I just haven’t been drinking enough – not water, not juice, just totally not drinking – and by last night, I was incredibly ill. I’m doing slightly better today, though I am still feeling pretty dreadful. Of course, I was lying awake with my water bottle at four this morning, watching old episodes of Two and a Half Men (yes, I actually thought the Charlie Sheen years were funny.)

I also had to skip my meds last night, because I was so sick, and twenty-four hours without my allergy medication has me miserable and feeling nothing but pity for my younger self, who spent every day of the year acting as if she had a chronic cold.

I’m hoping tomorrow I’ll be feeling better. I’ve got 4,000 words of Nano to write over the next two days, plus photographing and scanning different art works for this weekend.

Sleep is definitely becoming a necessity. Hopefully tomorrow, I’ll be feeling a bit better. Go and have a big glass of water XD

NaBloPoMo: Five Things

Five things …

  • Is overexposing photos currently trendy? All the photos that are appearing on blogs I follow and on Pinterest’s photography category are super washed out, and yet the photographers are told they are just amazing. I’m the most amateur of amateur photographers, and if I can tell something is overexposed… well, it might be time to take a good long look at your shots.
  • So many of the super popular blogs – the ones that earn enough for people to live on – have no content. Like, seriously. The entries are three lines ‘I saw a kid with a banana in the supermarket and remember how my sister and I used to play a game… what are your favourite banana recipes?’  Er, seriously, how do you earn money off this site, let alone enough to raise your family on? Seriously, please tell me because I am totally baffled.
  • I really need to replace my Starbucks tumbler. It was one of those plastic ones, and it happened to be BPA plastic, so I quit using it ages ago. And I miss drinking out of it. I don’t know if they’ve changed the type of plastic, but I’ll have to check out a Starbucks this weekend, in Sydney. I also must, must, must see the inside of Books Kinokuniya for my Sailor Moon and Avatar: the Last Airbender fix.
  • One of my favourite Sailor Moon artists, KumaCrafts, makes these amazing necklaces based on the brooches from the anime, and she’s restocking again before Christmas! I was crushed to miss out the time before last and just let it go in the hopes I’d get a job before the next restock went up, so I could pay for the two I’ve picked out myself. Nothing will make me happier than seeing two of those necklaces in my Christmas stocking!
  • Now that one of my beloved birthday presents – The Sims 3: Showtime – has installed, I’m off to mess with the new features for a little while and then take my sister’s puppy to the beach for awhile.

NaBloPoMo: The Day of Reckoning

I have this weird thing, where I have invisible barriers that keep me safe from things that are happening.

i know, it sounds crazy. But just listen. It’s like, my major barrier before Real Life kicks in (getting into Uni, moving to Sydney by myself et al) is Christmas. And Christmas is still effectively ages away, huffah! Plus, I have tons of little ones leading up to Christmas. So magically, by the time I’m faced with Real Life, I’ll be ready for it and everything will have fallen into place. I know that’s complete garbage, but it’s how I work.

My birthday was a barrier to my Day of Reckoning – my Interview and Portfolio Presentation at one of the universities I’ve applied at. Oh dear god, Yikes. i have to pick out ten pieces of my artwork and present them to a panel of lecturers – who will be MY lecturers if I get in next year – and convince them that I am someone they should let in.

My interview day is November 23. And all I can think is how much I have to do. I have buckets of art I need to go through and decide whether or not to include, I want to do some new stuff, I have to get my damn scanner working (HP Multifunctions suck, fyi. Brand new and the scanner refuses to connect to the computer), and I really want to get two copies professionally bound at the local print store. I also need to work out what I’m wearing, even though I think I have a pretty good idea (a skirt my mother made me with fabric from Liberty, a pink gap top, pink Bloch ballet flats and my newest bright pink handbag :love: I still need to work out what to do/wear with my hair and jewellery. My sister, who is about to graduate from this university, said that the panel are reasonably conservative, so I’m trying to look nice but memorable.)

Plus, there’s a Portfolio Preparation day on next Saturday that I am hoping to go up for, if I can come up with the money (train tickets, lunch et al), plus I have to work out how much stuff to lug up on the train. I’m seriously considering one display folder and my mother’s iPad with the rest, otherwise it will be too bulky and awkward to carry around all day.

If you follow me on Instagram, you’ve probably seen a lot of my art pop up lately. I’ll start posting some here as well, just to motivate me. Plus, I have NanoWrimo to work on (500 more words until 20k, and then I can go and play my newest Sims expansion!), take photographs of our newest family member who is so gosh darn cute that it’s more of a chore not to take photos, keep training, keep blogging, keep cleaning and find a job… whilst trying so, so hard to get into University again.

Oh god, I am so screwed.

NaBloPoMo: Wayback Friday Five

Where is your favorite tree? We have a pepper tree in our front yard against the fence. It’s a really interesting tree that looks like something out of a fairy story; that it could be the home for fairies. The tragic thing is that it is really, really sick – beyond repair – and we will have to remove it soon.

Where is your favorite chair? I don’t really have a favourite chair. Oh, I really, really love reading in the chair on the verandah, with my feet propped on my pink exercise ball. And my pink exercise ball is fun to sit at my desk with.

Who has your favorite hair? Lea Michele has an amazing hair cut, and I adore the coloured streaks that Katy Perry had in her hair. But honestly, I like my own hair, especially since I’ve had a haircut :)

What’s your favorite mug (or other drinking vessel) like? I have a few personal favourites that are currently in use. (One of my favourites is a Kate Spade mug that my sister gave me, which is still boxed and safe until I move out.) My in-use mugs are a five dollar Eeyore mug I found at the supermarket. It has a tiny stylised Eeyore on the inside rim, where they’ve forgotten to colour in his tail bow. Someone in the family chipped it and must die for that XD My other mug is a pink Joanne Zhou Momiji Kitty mug that is so cute and pink and I protect it with my life. I wish I had bought two.

Where’s your favorite parking spot (not at home)? I don’t drive yet, but I am very, very fond on the parking space right outside the gym. Mostly because I am always late (I know, I suck), and anything that saves time is awesome.

NaBloPoMo: Twenty-Five

It was my birthday today! I’m twenty five, as of seven forty-five tonight.

I had a very quiet but lovely day. My sister and mother went to so much trouble!

Definitely more tomorrow, but I’ll leave you with a photo, taken by my sister, of the amazing cat and bunny cupcakes they made me (chocolate cake with either raspberries or cherries in the middle. I ate, like, three! XD

(PS: To every American who voted for Barack Obama today, thank you. There were a few moments there, I thought maybe the Republicans had won; I really cannot get behind the principles and policies that they were touting, and am thrilled that President Obama  has an opportunity to actually enact his ideas and principles rather than just clean up the mess left behind by the previous administration.)

NaBloPoMo: Good Bye 24

Today was my last day as a twenty-four year old.

That is crazy. I feel exactly the same as I did at twenty-two. God, twenty-five. I feel old and like I’m running out of time but I’m only twenty-five. Is this how everyone feels? That they turn around one day and BAM, feel like time has just evaporated? That all those mundane things you do every single day add up to years and  years?

That’s about as philosophical as I get. Sometimes it’s hard to distinguish between feelings and thoughts that are totally normal and feelings and thoughts that are because of my anxiety. Mostly it’s just plain noisy in my head.

I was actually very productive for my last day as twenty-four year old. Perhaps I’ve finally evolved to be fastidious and neat? A shame I still seem to be a complete paper hoarder. Seriously, I refuse to throw out even the tiniest or oldest drawing. But a massive spring clean was in order for the day – one enormous bag of garbage, and everything has been dusted, organised. It’s… actually kind of creepy.

I also got another 2,000 words of my Nanowrimo done. I’m hoping to get at least another 1,000 words done tonight. Other than that, I’ve got an episode of Criminal Minds and some art to upload to Deviantart. I’m hardcore, aren’t I?

I feel like I should write something deep, to remember twenty-four when I’m reading this blog in years to come. Twenty four: the year before you went to Sydney. After being sick for four months and two hospital visits, you’re okay with no real reason. Er, it might be because your father lived at home all year. Mia finished uni. You lost Dominic and Molly. Mia got Mabel. You love, love, loved The Legend of Korra. Your art sucked less this year than ever before. You started your giant directory of future book ideas. You read a lot of books – good ones, bad ones and offensive ones. You start cooking lessons. You loved Marissa Meyer’s Cinder, Kendare Blake’s Anna Dressed in Blood and Girl from Nightmares, Laini Taylor’s Daughter of Smoke and Bone, and you finally finished Lemony Snicket’s Series of Unfortunate Events.

 So long, twenty-four. I liked you okay and I’m sorry you have to go. You taught me stuff that’s useful but some things happened that… well, sucked. Put a good word in for me with twenty-five, okay?

NanoWrimo Word Count: 12,077/50,000

NaBloPoMo: Cleaning Lady

So, I turn twenty five on Wednesday – or as I prefer to think of it, the fourth anniversary of my twenty-first birthday :oops:. And I have this weird thing where, on my birthday, certain things have to be perfect. Like my personal grooming (aka, my eyebrows have been beautifully waxed and shaped), my outfit (being washed and pressed tomorrow) and my bedroom.

Oh god, my bedroom.  -_-*

It’s not that I’m a messy person, it’s that I have minimal storage. I was days away from putting my new wardrobe and chest of drawers on lay-buy when we hit a budget crisis, so nothing has really changed. My room is utter chaos – I write and I draw, so there is always paper everywhere, plus I have books everywhere and… well, all the debris of being a girl, a nerd, a student, a writer, a reader and an illustrator.

So, I moved my TV and printer to the chest next to my bed that I store my winter clothing in, and added an extra shelf to one of my bookcases. Two EXTRA shelves of storage! Two extra shelves to display my things! It’s just glorious :marryme: . Except, then I had to play bookcase Tetris. It’s a very delicate ecosystem of where everything fits. And other than a couple of relocations to the top of my bookcase (a binder that was too tall, a camera flash and a box of software), I got everything in! I’d love to find somewhere new to put my bright yellow leather compendium and my drawing tablet, but at least they are safe.

I’m exhausted, and I still have 1000+ words of NanoWrimo to write, and tomorrow I have to clean and reorganise my wardrobe and desk, and I really need to a few good hours to work on my Nano. AND I need a couple of days to work on some new things for my art school portfolio. Plus, I have the gym at 8am tomorrow morning, and I’ve got more job applications to fill out.

Why are my Novembers always so ridiculously … ridiculous?!  :dead: