Just because my blog now has pink on it
doesn’t mean you have to take it less seriously.
Then again, theaussiezombie doesn’t take herself seriously.
“Don’t say Ta-dah, only magicians and mentally retarded people say Ta-dah!”
So I am very excited that in less than 24 hours I will be free of Uni work for the next FOUR months! Hallelujah! Not that I don’t love what I’m studying but too much of one thing for a long period of time can actually do more harm than good.
Although summer hols are around the corner, I have just as many things to do. My list is already growing longer everyday. So I will be back *in fake arnie accent* since one of those things on the list is to revamp this sad looking blog space of mine.
Toodles for now. 
04
Nov
2009
Nov
2009
I’m pink and black and blue for you
I woke up a bit disorientated this morning. You know, that feeling that you weren’t sleeping and doing a lot of moving about but hey why am I in bed and my limbs are still trying to wake up?
Only after taking 35 mins of getting ready and while waiting for the water to boil for a cuppa tea did I realise that I had the weirdest dream last night. And sure enough, it involved a lot of moving about.
I dreamt that I was in some sort of uni, and funnily enough jaclyn and her boyfriend were in my class and I kept asking them questions about math homework. And then (yes, there’s more), I was running around this uni, which looks a lot like Nimonster’s old uni in Northridge, and somehow I couldn’t find my class and was getting panicky. I swear, I went up this stairs turn here and there and went in circles but somehow couldn’t find my damn class! And it was already 3 mins past the class starting time and I really hate being late for classes.
So in the end, I asked someone (god knows why I didn’t earlier, my dream-self must’ve had some male-ego-don’t-ask-for-directions thing going on). So apparently, my class was like Harry Potter’s Room of Requirement (yes, I like Harry Potter and I remember things from the book shuddap), so I had to think about my class really hard while at this particular spot and the door would magically appear for me.
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So this is what I’ve deciphered from the dream: I have a deep desire to have magical powers so I can use it to pass my exams, which I really hate because I don’t do well under the pressure of time and mystery questions potentially from any of the 25 chapters the lecturer did NOT go through.
I can’t get Chairlift’s Bruises out of my head. I need to stop going to the pharmacy, Target or Kmart for nonsensical toiletries and makeup. I am craving for pasta, risotto to be exact, even though I’ve just had pasta yesterday. Oh, and I’m in dire need for Grey’s Anatomy to make my life make sense again.
I tried to do handstands for you
I tried to do handstands for you
everytime I fell on you
Yeah, everytime I fell
I tried to do handstands for you
But everytime I fell for you
I’m permanently black and blue
Blue for youuuuu
21
Oct
2009
Oct
2009
Of Famous Amos Cookies and Bubble Tea
I am currently idling my time away in the library. I rocked up at 8.20am (again) to finish off an assignment (yes, another one) and completed it earlier than expected. Now I have nothing to do until 5.30pm. I am resisting the calls of bubble tea and famous amos cookies which is just a stone’s throw away at Melbourne Central, in fact I can see the building from where I am sitting now. Must. Resist. Need. To. Save. Money.
And the dude sitting beside me look a lot like one of my ex-boyfriends. Not only in the face, but body type, height and even hair.
I’m so bored. I wish the famous amos cookies and bubble tea would stopping whispering my name.
12
Oct
2009
Oct
2009
Time is just a concept in our minds
So right now, I’m at the libray at uni. I got the best spot in da house because I’m here at the ungodly hour of 8.20am. And living 1.5 hours away means that I got out of bed at 6am this morning to make it here at 8.20am. I probably have the label ‘nerd’ from all my classmates by now, since most of them know that I’m always at the library. Maybe I should lie, and play it like I don’t do any uni work, then when results come out I won’t look like a dork if i didn’t do too well.
The library is dead quiet in the mornings, I got to choose one of the few Mac computers and a corner spot by the window with a view of Swanston St and everything. But I don’t feel like starting on my work yet. I feel a bit jaded considering I’ve been awake since 4am, lying in bed staring at the ceiling as if it may hold the secret or code to all my unanswered questions. Unfortunately, my bedroom ceiling is just a nice neutral cream colour and nothing else.
Say hi to my schedule. Somewhere in there, I have to squeeze in a week of 9-5 work hours. This christmas, I’m asking santa for a clone.
10
Sep
2009
Sep
2009
Of silver chains and patent leather heels
The mid-semester break started off well with an interview with a media advertising agency which turned out better than expected. Who said people in advertising are bitches? Or is it too early for that comment maybe? Hmm. Drinks and red meat with good friends always come best after business, or rather, uni affairs. And at this rate, old flames will be what they’re meant to be – old and tucked under the bed, where all the dusty memories go.
Haven’t shared an outfit post in a while. Here’s how I tried to mix friday business casual with friday night out with the girls.
02
Sep
2009
Sep
2009
Sleep, don’t weep
So for most weekdays, I wake up at 6am and get to uni library by 8.30am. Then I will work my ass off on assignments, readings and what not until 5.25pm. Breaks are quite out of the question because of the availability of computers in the library. If I leave to go pee, and even if I leave my books/papers at the computer, most likely someone else would shamelessly push them aside, log me out of the computer and use it. So I have mastered the art of peeing once a day, during my short 20 min lunch break when I leave the comp and get a bite. Then I will proceed to have lunch at the library, but at the table instead of computer while doing my readings.
So, half day computer, half day at the desk. Perfect.
Then class starts from 5.30 – 8.30pm, sometimes ending earlier. By the time I take the tram, train AND drive home, it’s about 10.15pm. Light dinner, some tv, some surfing the net and then it’s time for bed at about 11.30 – 12am. By this time I would be exhausted and would just wanna have a good night’s sleep. But noooooo, I won’t be able to sleep. Even though I’m tired, I will toss and turn for at least 1.5 hours before I actually fall asleep at about 1.30am and next thing I know my alarm is screaming at me at 5.50am again.
Fuck. I NEED sleep. Not because I’m lazy but because my body needs sleep or I’m gonna crash on the train one day. I have a doctor’s appointment in a week, she’s probably going to give me sleeping pills or some sort of medication. At this point, I’ll take anything to sleep well.
21
Aug
2009
Aug
2009
