I've had really limited computer access since I've been house-sitting for just under two weeks, and I only just figured out how to use the hotspot on my phone to connect to my laptop (the Blogger app and I don't get along because of what I think is a mutual dislike). Today I'm driving my mum and my cousin from Adelaide to the airport where they're going to Singapore for eight days. So basically once I get back from this quiet house on Monday, I go home to another quiet house. And I love it.
Also, earlier in the week I conquered one of my social anxiety fears/things I never thought I'd ever do. I joined a gym! I've always decided against it because of this overwhelming notion in my head that people were going to laugh at me on the machines or look at me weird for not doing something properly or judge me on how 'big' i am. I'm glad to say that all those crazy thoughts were just that - crazy. I went to a Body Attack class the other day and it was actually really fun! You know, for exercise. But gym memberships are pretty pricey so I think I'll be spending most days at the gym... (I worked out that if I go everyday for an hour it only works out to about $2.50 a visit). Definitely looking forward to actually getting fit again.
Since my exams are now over (cue party poppers and intense celebratory dancing) I'm going to have to come up with my summer to-do list. My exams went alright - considering I crammed for both. I feel like I left knowing that I didn't fail them? But who knows. I'm pretty sure I'll fail one unit because of one assignment that I did really poorly/handed in late, but better one than two.
I can't finish this blog well.
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24 November, 2012
12 November, 2012
They Don't Know About Us
I was listening to this song by One Direction in the car today (because yes, I'm a directioner, and yes, I have been listening to their album on repeat ever since it came out), when suddenly I became irrationally upset at the fact that they were in fact not singing about our relationship, but about the relationships they have with their actual girlfriends and how people (probably crazy fans, myself probably included) don't understand their relationship. My life is sad.
In happier news, I had my first exam on Saturday, and I don't have a sinking feeling about it. I feel that even though I knew next-to nothing the week prior, my last minute cramming may have paid off. Thankfully the multiple choice questions are worth more than the short answers. Now I have a week and a half until my next (and last) one, which should be enough to learn a whole semester's work. NEXT SEMESTER I WILL PAY ATTENTION.
In happier news, I had my first exam on Saturday, and I don't have a sinking feeling about it. I feel that even though I knew next-to nothing the week prior, my last minute cramming may have paid off. Thankfully the multiple choice questions are worth more than the short answers. Now I have a week and a half until my next (and last) one, which should be enough to learn a whole semester's work. NEXT SEMESTER I WILL PAY ATTENTION.
08 November, 2012
Procasti-Blogging
I updated the header of my blog and am now sitting in front of the TV waiting for the Beauty and the Geek makeovers to happen; which is probably the only interesting thing about the show. I feel like its probably the most unrealistic reality show, and frankly, I refuse to believe that these girls can be that stupid. Not to mention all the scandals behind the geeks not being geeks. I also don't understand why the "geeks" always seem to be brought out of their comfort zone, but in the most extreme sense (e.g. right now they're standing outside in their underwear and getting wedgies if their teammates get a question wrong. Classy.) At least with the makeovers you can see what a decent haircut/general body maintenance can do.
I've come to the conclusion that I'm pretty screwed for my exams. It'll be a long day of cramming tomorrow but I'll be pretty happy come 4pm Saturday afternoon when the worst will be over, and I'll have almost two weeks until my last exam. On another note, I found out that with my ATAR I could probably get into journalism at Monash university. Its just a matter as to whether I want to fork out more money for late application, or wait until April for mid-year entry if I don't get into UNSW. The second option seems the most logical - I just wish I wasn't so impatient. And I wish I could just find out if I've gotten in already, rather than waiting until January.
I've come to the conclusion that I'm pretty screwed for my exams. It'll be a long day of cramming tomorrow but I'll be pretty happy come 4pm Saturday afternoon when the worst will be over, and I'll have almost two weeks until my last exam. On another note, I found out that with my ATAR I could probably get into journalism at Monash university. Its just a matter as to whether I want to fork out more money for late application, or wait until April for mid-year entry if I don't get into UNSW. The second option seems the most logical - I just wish I wasn't so impatient. And I wish I could just find out if I've gotten in already, rather than waiting until January.
06 November, 2012
Zombies and University
I've been listening to the sound of zombies approaching for about an hour now, because I've become particularly attached to The Walking Dead and purchased the game. Except the game has been freezing on the same part (I've legit restarted my computer about seven times now), to the point where I was so fed up with restarting it that I went and grabbed my laptop and am now sitting on the floor waiting for it to miraculously fix itself. First world problems.
But seriously, amidst my really bad exam procrastination (or really good, depending on how you look at it), I've become so obsessed with that show. I've finally caught up with the US and honestly, each episode just gets better. I'm like a fish eating a piece of bait - hooked! (Cue really bad pun.)
On an (actually) serious note, I figure I'd let you all (four of you that read this) in on my plans for next year. Long story short, I'm going to Sydney. Well, I say 'going'. I've applied for UNSW to do a Bachelor of Media - Journalism and Communications, however my ATAR fell just short of the 2012 entry requirement (86.25 instead of 86.45), so I'm hoping my uni results (which aren't great, but I've only failed one unit... so far) will get me over the line and accepted. To which I then plan on deferring it for six months so I can save money/look for a place/get my shit together and sell my car/piano/computer/old clothes to also help fund my departure. I kind of held off from saying anything for a while because I was worried that if I didn't get in that I'd hate to have to go back to people who ask me 'So when are you moving?' and have to constantly reply with 'Oh, well actually I'm not going, I wasn't good enough etc etc...'. For that reason, I'm not telling anyone else. I feel I've told enough of my nearest and dearest anyway - the ones that won't accuse me of being foolish for taking such a big chance in the first place (because my chances of getting in are very, very slim).
I haven't told Mum yet though. I figure I'd leave that to if I got in. She's always telling me I can't do things, so I figure if she doesn't know, she can't stop me from doing something I really want to do because she's scared/doesn't approve.
But seriously, amidst my really bad exam procrastination (or really good, depending on how you look at it), I've become so obsessed with that show. I've finally caught up with the US and honestly, each episode just gets better. I'm like a fish eating a piece of bait - hooked! (Cue really bad pun.)
On an (actually) serious note, I figure I'd let you all (four of you that read this) in on my plans for next year. Long story short, I'm going to Sydney. Well, I say 'going'. I've applied for UNSW to do a Bachelor of Media - Journalism and Communications, however my ATAR fell just short of the 2012 entry requirement (86.25 instead of 86.45), so I'm hoping my uni results (which aren't great, but I've only failed one unit... so far) will get me over the line and accepted. To which I then plan on deferring it for six months so I can save money/look for a place/get my shit together and sell my car/piano/computer/old clothes to also help fund my departure. I kind of held off from saying anything for a while because I was worried that if I didn't get in that I'd hate to have to go back to people who ask me 'So when are you moving?' and have to constantly reply with 'Oh, well actually I'm not going, I wasn't good enough etc etc...'. For that reason, I'm not telling anyone else. I feel I've told enough of my nearest and dearest anyway - the ones that won't accuse me of being foolish for taking such a big chance in the first place (because my chances of getting in are very, very slim).
I haven't told Mum yet though. I figure I'd leave that to if I got in. She's always telling me I can't do things, so I figure if she doesn't know, she can't stop me from doing something I really want to do because she's scared/doesn't approve.
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