you can tell i’m almost finished my assignment (and more than ready to have a life again):
i made cake.
i’ve started writing heart-shaped post-it notes reminding me of all the cool things i’m going to do when i am on uni hols (fyi: 8,000 / 10,000 words down; only, er, 3,500 or so quality words to go…).
number one with a rainbow bullet on my list is a visit to the so-brand-spanking-new-that-it-hasn’t-actually-even-opened-yet edition x, preferably to buy that entire collection of rubber balloon necklaces in the first picture.
oh melbourne: this is why you rock.
taking a blog break has been really great for my studies.
i’ve just hit the 6,000 word mark, hence this very temporary un-break, and i’m keeping pretty much on schedule.
it wasn’t easy getting to 6,000 though: something about getting over the half way point made my brain turn to (even more of) a distracted mush. the last 1,000 words have been the hardest which i hope isn’t indicative of what’s still to come, especially as the (10,000 word) draft is due two weeks from now. and i also hope that what i’ve written is slightly more coherent and intelligent than this somewhat pathetically worded post…
anyway, whilst i have been neglecting this blog, my pinterest account has been on fire.
less than 6,000 words to go.
my aim is to get to the halfway point (5,000 words) by the end of the weekend…we’ll see.
but feeling pretty happy and pink-knitted-balloons about it :)
(thanks for the well wishes x)
this is a picture of my life.
not really – did i fool you? – but it may as well be.
i call it ‘should be heaps of fun but neglect has left it otherwise’. or, perhaps, ‘too much to do, and too little time, and who knew that a masters degree involved so much work? and i’ve had ear infections on-and-off for more than three months now, body; sort that shit out. and the weather’s warming up; i just want to be outside, etc. etc. etc, repeat to fade, end scene’.
but, ultimately, this blog is proving to be too much of a time-sucking distraction.
i have a 10,000 word assignment due in a month: i’ve written just over 2,000 words.
i need a break; i need to focus. i need to wake up and knuckle down and stop being distracted.
so that’s what i’m going to do.
i’m taking a break, not forever, but from posting as frequently.
wish me luck: i need it!!
well, if these aren’t the best photos you’ve seen all week – yes, i know it’s only monday – then i don’t know what’s wrong with you. (or, you’re clearly way cooler than me…and if that’s the [highly likely] case, then please send the pics over).
sometimes i think i would have been happy living in the 1950s, and i definitely think i would be happy living in new york.
saul leiter photos, from here
sunday used to be my favourite day of the week, when i was a full-time student and woke to each sunday without a hangover or the thought of work the next day hanging over me. everything is funnier on sundays, my friends and i used to say. usually there was a good story to tell from the night before, and people crashing on the couch to relive it with.
now i still usually spend sundays sans hangover, though these days that’s more often a result of no social life than youthful metabolism. nonetheless, i remain a big fan of sundays.
sundays are for relaxing and doing what you want, with no expectations for a crazy-good time, which makes any arising activity infinitely more pleasurable. and i don’t even mind mondays – though i freaking hate tuesdays – because once you start the working week it can only get shorter (though reality kind of kicks in when my alarm wakes me tuesday morning, hence my loathing).
these pictures from life on sundays are just kind of awesome, says me. perfect faded colours like the blurry memories from the night before.