frustration

family sucks.
i'm sick of uni.
and i'm thinking of getting out.

i can't wait for bondi.

like riding a bike.. once you learn, you never forget.

of course you don't forget how to ride a bike.
why the crap would you be stupid enough to do that??
because, as i've recently discovered, learning how to ride a bike is an incredibly frustrating process.
thus far i've mastered: braking.
i'm ok-ish at: straight lines, soft corners, avoiding trees/wheelie bins, getting going.
i suck balls at: corners equal to or greater than about 100 degrees, going up hills.
i'll get there though.
this year is clearly the "zebe's going to learn how to do things she should have learnt to do as a kid" year. because i know how to hula hoop now.
i still need to learn how to cartwheel though..
hm.

wait, what. wednesday?

so i may have forgotten what day it is/was today
which meant i didn't go to fed sq, and see kisschasy/cat empire for free.
oh well.

i'm starving.

my feet hurt - i walked about 8km today.
i should've done it yesterday
and gone to the beach today instead.

not much going on.

dressing up as a pirate on saturday.
having a few drinks with the gang from school.

halloween wedding coming up

placement coming up
i'm petrified.
it's mental health.
so i have no idea how it'l go.


i'm going to go eat.
xo

season 3 = awesome

i thought i'd escaped the whole feeling-relatively-poor thing when i left school.
but evidently not.
because everyone i've talked to seems to be applying for the 4 week nursing placement in london.
and seems to be able to pull $4000 plus flights/spending money/etc out of their ass.

your hand's not supposed to be on my ass.

really, it's not.
ah, medball.

so here i am in the library, procrastinating.
i've managed to write about 1/6 of my assignment thats due on monday.
like, ACTUALLY due on monday. not due-on-friday-and-if-i-get-it-in-by-9am-monday-its-stamped-with-fridays-date, kind of due on monday.
so i'm doing ok.

i'm teaching myself to hula hoop.
i'm doing ok, but i can't figure out how to keep up the speed of the hoop.
and i'm going to teach myself how to ride a bike, i've decided.
because i'd get so much more exercise if i knew how.
i havn;t checked out the shed yet, so i've got my fingers crossed that theres a bike in there.

twas elena's funeral yesterday.
it was a really nice service.
i hope nina's alright.

we went to civic park with chups and fush afterwards.
and i got burnt.
which is annoying.
then the storm came out of absolutely nowhere.
so i drove home in that.
my first highway driving in months.
joyful.

aside from yesterday, i honestly can't remember the last time i drove on the highway.
i don't think i have since before uni started back this year.
seriously.
no, wait. it would've been after the med thing in the city.
i drove to churchill, leaving melb at 3am.
that was in like, april/may.

anyway. assignment.
xo

because obviously if you jam your hand between a door and a laptop, a bandaid will fix it.

ooohhhh.
it's been a while, hasn't it?
ahh, procrastination, how i love thee.

so i went to medball sat night.
they has fire twirlers
and a cortortionist.
and live music
and it was awesome.
and i'm glad nobody took photos of me dancing.
lol.

but yeah.
not been up to much.
just a bit sick of people dying.
just because it's expected, doesn't make it any easier.
she was supposed to turn 50 in february.
boo cancer :(

don't have much to say
except that i need to get going on my assignment.
so i'll leave you here.
and post in another fortnight when my next assignments due, lol.

xo

i got an email saying that mitch's school friends are going to tassie for holidays to re-do schoolies.
i think that's ridiculous, and decided to inform facebook of my opinion.

so now i feel very special for two reasons.
A) i'm having an internet facebook status argument, (that automatically makes you "special"), and
B) jacob pretty much said that i was the reason he didn't have fun at schoolies. i didn't know i meant that much to him.

oh, and eb cracked the sads because i didn't include her in my list of (two) people who made me not-bored at schoolies last time.

i laughed.
a lot.

it's 3am

i must be lonely.

or more to the point, insane.
it's sunday night/monday morning.

i lied.
i havn;t finished my assignment.
i didn't hand it in on friday like i was supposed to.
i'm less than halfway through.

i'm such a fucking idiot.

i have a bruised eye.
i have no idea how it happened.

How to solve problems.

Problem: severe eczema on right hand.
Solution: See dermatologist. Get prescription for antibiotic (moderate spectrum, particularly for staphlococcus and streptococcal infections), prednisolone (reduce inflammation), and topical cortisol.
Get prescriptions filled, and hope like bejesus they work (because the ointment isn't on the PBS, and is ridiculously expensive apparently.)
Potential side effects: being poor.
Result: yet to be seen.

Problem: the world sucks, people suck, epic exhaustion.
Solution: Metaclopramide (10mcg), paracetemol (2g), screaming, bawling in the foetal position, punching the bed, icecream, giant glass of water.
Result: good. still have a headache though. i don't know how.

Problem: blog has been hacked. i.e. it now has pop-ups.
Solution: give up on funky blogskin, revert to the blogger ones.
Result: excellent.