opinions .

i think if most people were able to conduct a survey on what the people around them think about them, they would. i imagine a lot of questions, and a scale of “strongly disagree” all the way to “strongly agree” along with a “further comments” section at the bottom. i imagine the questions would sound something like this-

this person has good taste and style: strongly agree, agree, disagree, strongly disagree

this person is too outspoken: strongly agree, agree, disagree, strongly disagree

this person is a slut: strongly agree, agree, disagree, strongly disagree

% .

a sigh of relief just escaped my body. i don’t have anything to do until semester exams. which is in a month.

party time? hardly.

i start work at vodafone a week from today. it should be interesting, and hopefully it will earn me a lot of commission, but i’m also a little apprehensive. in the mail two days ago i received a 3kg package full of all the documents i had to read and sign. when i pulled it out i almost fell over. that’s how crazy it is. throughout the papers there were tabs that exclaimed “SIGN HERE!” which made me feel like i was signing divorce papers like they do in the movies.

black .

my aim in life is to be the first person to look good in a graduation gown.

no, not really. my aim is probably just to get into a graduation gown with authenticity, rather than stealing it, taking a photo and forging a graduation document.

but seriously, what’s with that long black thing with the funny heavy square hat and a bit of fractured string hanging off a corner? so majestic. for goodness sakes.

it just looks like a kid pretending they were an evil version of superman. woooosh.

pizza .

so i’ve degraded to a position i have never thought possible.

i am sitting in an internet cafe.

it’s a very long story about how i got there, but it’s mostly because i had to do an online quiz for uni, which was incredibly hard and rather terrible. this, along with the fact that i hate maths and don’t really like geeky sweaty men, makes my life rather unpleasant for the time being.

well, kind of anyway.

facades .

i’ve just reached a big milestone in my life; i’ve completed the first test that counts towards a university mark. i practically failed it, and it was worth all of one percent. but still. hooray for me.

university has had quite a large impact on me, i think. apart from my time management problems and all the work that comes with it, it has also affected my personal life. i am no longer able to wake up, brush my teeth, pull some clothes on and rush out of the house like i have for the past eighteen years of my life; these days i must wake up at least an hour before class so i can brush my teeth, eat breakfast, choose what to wear and if i can be bothered, i will do something to my hair.

i .

i want some time to myself. i haven’t had that in a really, really long time. it hasn’t really occured to me that it was missing, because i would have thought time to myself would be boring, but right now that’s what i really want. i just want to sit down in my room and listen to music and do nothing like i used to.

life is rather hectic. it’s on a roll down a very big hill, moving extremely fast and knocking a lot of things over along the way. i just can’t find any time, or effort, to stop it. or maybe i’m just not organised enough to be able to do that. i’m not really sure.

so i’m going to blog about myself, completely, today. like most people usually do.

anniversary .

HAPPY FIRST BIRTHDAY to my blog!

can you believe that i’ve been blogging continuously for a year?! how crazy is that. obviously i have way too much to say.

maybe my attention span isn’t as short as i thought it was; maybe i don’t get bored too easily. maybe i underestimate myself. hopefully.

or maybe i just like bitching to the world about my life. i’m not quite sure. but i hope i will be blogging here for many years to come. we can have a birthday party every year, just you and me and the rest of the internet.

liar, liar, pants on fire .

they lied to me. my whole life, they’ve lied to me. they told me it would be over. that after high school, the studying and the hardship would be over. it was all a lie.

i had seven hours of university today. i was bored out of my fucking mind, and i have a million pages to read. god these four years are going to be crazy. i always suspected that it would be worse than high school, and i never really believed my parents when they told me that all i had to do was work hard in high school and then it would be over, but the fact is that they still lied. and they continue to lie.

the bitches.