Category Archives: Life
Left Behind
Holidays for me always have an unsavoury way of being a little dull and monotonous. What with the whole uni student schedule, I have found myself in possession of nearly 4 whole months of empty summer holidays to fill. Granted … Continue reading
2011 in a Nutshell
I am so boring! I have no blog fodder. I haven’t posted anything all year and I can’t think of a single thing to write about. So much has happened and I havent had a single solitary thing to say … Continue reading
Nemesis with a word limit
Through a series of odd occurrences, namely, Mumsy being Mumsy, I have found myself escaped to my favorite coffee shop, while I try to whittle away the word limits on not one but 3 essays that I have due in … Continue reading
Good Grief… I’m predictable
Tis a sad, sad day Dear Readers. It has suddenly dawned on me as I sit with a numb bum outside my lecture theatre on a rainy Wednesday afternoon waiting for my 2 hour history hit that the impossible has … Continue reading
We’re goin’ a Feudin’
So it’s war. Little Big Sister and Big Brother are going head to head in a battle of wills in a contest that is shaping up to be bigger than Ben Hur, and I am not even kidding. The past … Continue reading
Moving home
Never enter into a battle of wits with an automated program… you will come off second best. Today I had the happy news that I was offered a place at Griffith University on the Gold Coast studying a Bachelor of … Continue reading
Egor… Fetch me my Bum-Bag
Good morning dear readers, seeming as I am a horrible blogger and no doubt you have all fled to greener pastures (blogs that are updated less sporadically) I will post anyway and cross all my fingers and toes that there are … Continue reading
Super Update
Good afternoon dear readers (If I have any left). I am finally in a possition to be back posting with some sort of regularity. Since writing last I have quit, been asked to stay on longer, been told to leave early, … Continue reading
To be a Nerd, or not to be a Nerd, that is the question.
Last night over our splendid roast dinner, Marley and I were discussing the notion of my being a nerd. I was at band practise on Tuesday night when I whipped out the book that I’ve been reading from my handbag. … Continue reading
