Monthly Archives: May 2013

1) don’t sleep.

2) finish two major essays the mornings they’re due.

3) drive to birthday party. (no drinking please, we’re all law-abiding citizens here.)

4) realise how little you’ve seen of old friends.

5) play twister.

6) sing and dance like a maniac.

7) realise how much you love aforementioned friends.

8) realise how much you love your new friends.

9) play mario kart.

10) tell all your friends you love them.

11) tell your parents you love them.

12) write drunkenly about it, pretending to be clever by recounting your night as an instruction manual. meta meta!



(p.s. I love you.)

(p.p.s. I am not Gerard Butler.)


mean that it’s my birthday!!!

And by me, I mean this here blog. That’s right, the hsc is my girlfriend is turning 1, and to celebrate, I’m  not really doing anything special… sorry. But on the plus side, this one has bought me ticket to see TSWIZZLEEEEEEEEEÈEEÊEEEEEEEEËEE. and I’m quite excited. or very excited. or pee-your-pants-crazy-dancing excited (maybe not that much). This is heading in a rather unexpected direction. Um. So the English Premier League has ended, SAF is bowing out on a record 13th title, and 22 (a.k.a. my humble fantasy team) has finished top of GW 11 starters in the world, so I’m happy. Also I have a shit-tonne of work, so I’m sad. Also I finished my first substantial essay last Friday (16 pages, what of it) so I’m happy. Also I really need to get going to uni, so I’m sad. Also…

You know what, I think it’s just going to be one of those days.

Sometimes I feel like a directionless lump. Sometimes that doesn’t bother me. Let’s face it, it’s pretty nice to feel obligation-free; it’s even better when you’ve got some spare Community episodes up your sleeve, or a not-recently-enough-re-read John Green book lying around. But sometimes it gets scary. Sometimes it’s more than just wanting to take a break, or be lazy for an hour or ten. In fact, I would contest that lumps, if they were indeed sentient beings, would benefit from doing something about the guilt of doing nothing, that creeping, lumpy feeling that time’s-a-wasting.

I don’t really know where I’m going with this. It’s sounding a fair bit darker and a whole lot incoherent-et than I intended, so I’d better get back on track. I guess all that I’m trying to say is that I’ve been feeling a little lost since I left school. The floodgates have finally opened and this big fish is being put back in his place, only just managing (for now) to stay ahead of the net. But it’s time to make a change! Or a chang.

(I really ought to decide what it is I actually want to say, rather than trying to wing it as I go, oughtn’t I?)

Basically I’ve been flip-flopping around. Arts advanced is a whole new kettle of fish, and I don’t think I’m currently up to scratch. Commerce should be a nice change of stream. Faster? Slower? Warmer? Colder? Gulf-ier? I don’t know. I suppose I’ll find out next semester. (I’m not trying to be cryptic, I swear!)

Here, have a video to make up for it. Maybe I’ll be ready to speak a bit more clearly tomorrow (oh Mothers’ Day. I probably should’ve gotten a card).

oh heck, have another one. just ‘cos it’s Mothers’ Day eve. Vive le Hallmark Holiday!


Please take the message of this post from the quote (unattributed, sorry John!) and the videos, not my words. Please?

Thank you, thank you very much.