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Nov. 27th, 2008

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I know I'm doing a 12 hour workday between my two jobs today. That's probably worth whinging about, especially since I have to do it all again tomorrow. How many jobs do you know though, where the first hour is spent checking news and facebook online whilst eating breakfast, and then your boss comes in just to bring you muffins and coffee? I'm pretty darn lucky.

Oct. 28th, 2008

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Tootling along writing my Mozart essay on Don Giovanni last night. At half-past twelve I was 3000 words into a 5000 word essay, and stopped being able to remember the main character's name. Yes, I was that tired. I was searching around my poor overfried brain thinking 'I'm sure it begins with F...wait, it'll come to me..'

Decided then it was time for bed. On the plus side, we have tickets for Japan booked! Bring on those 3 weeks in February, yeah baby yeah.

Oct. 8th, 2008

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I wonder why I keep having erotic dreams about inappropriate people. I mean Red Symonds, really? 

4 more weeks of uni left, time to decide what to do next year. I'm pretty sure it's going to be a Masters in Teaching for me, but the question is, do I do one more year of Arts first then apply for the masters program as a secondary teacher, majoring in english/history and music? Or do I jump straight into it next year and opt for primary teaching? 

Can I really hack bitchy 16 year old girls in my classroom, and loudmothed boys?

On the otherhand, would I be bored and under-stimulated teaching 8 year-olds to spell? 

I really love the idea of influencing younger minds, with less competing neuroses and emerging egos, but there seems to be quite a stigma against primary school teachers. I think the expectation is that only those who couldn't get into any other course end up as primary teachers. Why don't younger people deserve well-educated and intelligent teachers though? Would I really be surrounded by vapid and ambitionless colleagues? 

I saw the best dining table the other day. It was salmon pink 70's laminex, I LOVED it. So did the antique shop obviously, because it was $900.

Oh, and we got the most amazing deal on tickets to Japan in February! $700 return including all taxes, thanks jetstar!! We're going for 2 weeks to meet Michael's bro and two children, who Michael hasn't even met yet. They're 6 and 4, and sound utterly adorable on the phone. Very excited about seeing a new country as well. Hoping to spend a few days in Tokyo before going down south to meet the fam.

In other essay was due Monday. Better get back to it.

Sep. 16th, 2008

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I have the Influenza. BAM, just like that. Happy, healthy Stephanie Saturday, come Sunday morning and I'm dying of leurgy. Haven't had it this bad in years. The room spins every time I sit up. I'm breathing like an old man who's been smoking since he was an embryo. I have a very sketchy memory of the last two days, and I don't even want plain chips and ginger beer, my usual cure for everything.

I can't stay awake any more. Thankfully I have a Michael or else the cats would be getting ready to nibble my toes with hunger, the dishes would be mounting, I wouldn't have showered, and I'd be getting better in pajamas that haven't left my body in 4 days straight. Again, thank goodness for Michael. 

Aug. 31st, 2008

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Super hot green tea. Closest thing I've found to a hangover cure. Good times.

Aug. 28th, 2008

No more outside

People are going to have to dig me out of this rut with a shovel. 

It's good though, in a way. I'm not very used to routine, I think it will be good for me. Work, uni, gym. That's absolutely it. No time for a social life, haven't turned on the television in weeks, haven't read a novel for fun since uni started this semester. The highlight of my week lately has been doing the grocery shopping on a friday night with Mike. You'd be amazed how much fun grocery shopping can be when done with someone who's a whole lot of fun. I think I've laughed more in Coles than I have in any amount of bars this year. Nice.

Aug. 10th, 2008

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Look at me, another entry! 

I think I've definately been on my own too long now. This evening I found myself sitting on the coffee table eating my dinner, which was a capsicum that I ate like an apple. I'm also feeding the cats three times a day so that they'll love me more. Hmm. Good thing the film festival finishes this evening I think. It will be nice not to come home to an empty house every evening, but on the other hand it's also going to take some getting used to again, having someone in my space all the time. My god three weeks can feel like a hell of a long time.

And another thing...

I miss writing more letters. You know, good old-fashioned pen and paper letters. And postcards. And parcels of randomness. Nothing more exciting than opening the mailbox to find snippets of someone else's life.

Jul. 20th, 2008

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No I've not fallen off the face of the planet!! Lots of exciting things have been happening in my world, as per usual. Lots of David Attenborough has been watched, I've been working a whole lot, had a birthday and was taken to a 5 star hotel on Southbank and spoiled rotten. Got marks back from uni, got the whole spectrum from top marks in my history subject all the way through to average marks for history and less than spectacular ones for democracy. Yes, it was a bollocks subject anyway. I'm just not capable of applying myself to anything that I'm not really interested in learning. Self-centred, I know. 

I'm up north for the week before uni goes back, visiting one of my nearest, dearest and oldest friends for her birthday. We were born 6 days apart, and have always been the youngest by a mile in our year level. It's amazing how I can not see her for months and months, sometimes more than a year, and then everything is exactly the same when we do catch up again. Of course the diet is completely out the window, but you know, that's what the other 50 weeks of the year are for. 

I think apart from this things are sickeningly excellent. Nothing wrong with life at all :)

Jun. 7th, 2008

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I'm so angry I could spit. 


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