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.

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

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.