Celeb crushing.

THE most divine way to procrastinate.

Weheartit.

Surprise.

Urge to go shopping. Essay due in under 15 hours. Helpppp.

Tomorrow provides no relief, everything is closed for Good Friday. But NO work. Hallelujah. Will relax. Eat. And get a 'surprise' my mum has told me is waiting at home.

Eek! Feels like Christmas! I LOVE presents!

Almost FREE.

Essay #1 handed in! Done and dusted. No looking back. Essay #2 almost at the state of completion, ready for THE toughest marker to unleash her peril on it.

Now a hot cup of tea sits at hand as I get ready to watch a BRAND NEW (!!) episode of Glee with my flat fam. Happiness ensue!

Readied myself for Easter today by going into the supermarket and staring at chocolate. Its not even like I was deciding what to get, I wanted them all. I felt like a 5 year old with an insatiable need to scream bloody murder for no other reason than I wanted chocloate.

Long live that gooey brown substance!

Holidays in 2 days. Counting down. Seriously, counting down.

Egg time.

The chocolate binge is nearing. I blame the duck.

Good Friday.
Happy Saturday.
Chocolate Sunday.
Easter Monday.

G.G.

Gossip Girl BINGE. Why oh why do the fashionable, backstabbing socialites fascinate me so? I can't get over the innate sense of style, gorgeous guys, not to mention the insane Upper East Side of NYC that they live in. Talk about envy. I'm friggin Shrek right now.

Rahrahrahrah.

Finally cracking my essay. And the 150 blog posts.

All in one day.

Can you spell p.r.o.d.u.c.t.i.v.e.?

Blah.

Current state: Less than agreeable.
Voice: disappearing.

I sound like I have been smoking solidly for the past century. Raspy and gasping.
Woke up with a splendidly sore throat which is slowly taking over my body. It is the most beautiful Autumn day but I remain inside, feeling sorry for myself and watching re-runs of Glee.

Trying to ignore the two essays I have due in under two weeks, one still yet to fill the blank sheet of paper. Oh yeah and I have work tomorrow.

Silent customer service....legit?

The chill is here.

Went for a nice stroll to a friend's house today. Though nice is a bit of a hyperbole. It was nice once we got there, unfortunately Mr. Winter has decided to come early this year and grace us with his presence. (FYI: It's definitely a guy, he does all the things you don't want him to and none of the things that you do.) I could actually see my breath this evening. Yes, the "breath out and see steam in front of your face" kind of breath.

But I'm sure its colder here.

Winter is..... here?

Relentless rain pelts down outside my window, creating that calming, unexplainable sound that distills relaxation and cosiness. A tower of books rests next to me, arms reach away from my cuccoon of warmth on this intoxifying sofa. Outside is soaking, like a pool dumped from above.

Although there are a lot of houses still open and unfixed from the quake, I hope the inhabitants can find somewhere as warm and toasty as me.

Last day off before a heavy week at work. May this last.

I study, therefore I am.

Today, I study.

These things must be done. And what a perfect day for it. The foreboding clouds of relentless rain approach, slowly but purposefully. I sit inside, cosied up with Crouteau and Hoynes and at break time, Madison.

Some Gilmore Girls would be pretty good right about now. Please, give me Rory's strength to study.

Granted.

Study, play. Break.

I'm not quite sure why studying makes me want to blog so much. Actually, thats not true, I totally know why. Starts with P and ends with rocrastination.

After the earthquake, I had over a month of nothingness. I could have faded into oblivion and I don't think I would have even realised. No Uni, no work, no house, no cat. No nothing.

But I sure made the most of it, travelling back and forth all over the country. Visiting old friends, making new ones and playing possum in a small, low tree (don't ask....). Wanaka, Dunedin, Kaiteri (almost), things I had meant to do for years.

But for all that complaining that this long, unexpected vacaction was dragging on, with nothing to do and no worries on my mind, it all caught up eventually.

Back at Uni, at work, I have a cat, a house. (Lucky me, I know). Now its stress. Trying to fit in St Paddy's celebration (read: fight with short, blonde chicks - not at all our fault, making friends with friends couch surfers, facebook hacking, intoxicated biking, long bar lines), friends parties (scrumpy hands, dancing) on top of a HECTIC work schedule and an almost impossible Uni work load (despite doing only two papers this semester, um helllooo??).

Back to normal? Umm no.

I'm back.

Whoa, long time right?! I'll blame it on unexplainable busy-ness, is that plausible? Well, truth be told, lately I've been hecticly busy. But as I was browsing my favourite website EVER, weheartit.com, I garnered inspiration. I was delighted in the crock pot of imagery which was perfect visual aid after a long, BUSY day at work.



For some reason, this image gets my travelling juices flowing, Paris in under 4 months anyone? Eek.



Inspi.r.e.d. If only I had the time. Oh yeah, and the creativity.