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THIS IS GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME! Time for sleep finally, so that I can wake up tomorrow, hit up the sales at the Showgrounds, and then rush back home to wrap up the remainder 2-300 words left of my essay. I am quite proud. Come midnight, well okay 30 minutes after midnight I really buckled down and got that 1500 words down. Allelluia for that i would be seriously fucked for Friday.

i WISH THERE WAS A DRUG THAT MADE YOU DO YOUR HOMEWORK

- Leave uni early to go home and write blog, I mean essay. HAHAHA i can' believe I just wrote blog. Fuck my mind.
- Buy cookies on the way home
- Decide to watch ONE episode of 90210 while I eat cookies
- End up watching two episodes of 90210
- Try to find some new music to study too
- Listen to Bon Iver's new album and fall asleep to the sweet sweet tunes
- Wake up and freak that I am yet to start my essay
- Chug down a bottle of Coke
- Have another cookie

ARRRRRRGGH IS THERE NO END TO THIS FUCKERY?!

(yes I typed in 'angry' into the weheartit search again. Lucky for me something cat related came up)

IF I WAS A BAG

I would want to be this baby! That is if Zara ever does open up here, seriously how long can it possibly to take to build one store which I know for a matter of fact has been in construction since late last year. We are not living in the Middle Ages people, I can't even comprehend the anticipation that I hold for Zara's arrival. I imagine this new Zara relationship as having that super hip, young, stylish aunt who lends you all her clothes and lets you crash at her city apartment, and yknow bartends somewhere at Crown. Yes, that is what I think having a Zara in Melbourne will be like!

OUT OF MY LULL

or at least trying to be- I mean wanting to be

So when I'm not posting on here or tumblr, it is an indication that I am hiding out in my room with a pyramid of asian snacks and a hard drive full of 90210 episodes- avoiding life and homework and everything that makes me feel like I should just drop out of uni and fulfill my destiny of being a cat.

But no, I am still in school slaving over patterns and toiles and um colour studies (which FYI, are a big pain in my ass considering that my teacher took marks off for things like lines being even a mm out of line, mounting with black paper instead of white, marker borders instead of coloured paper borders and other ridiculous things like that.) Listen lady, I used a guillotine, I even used .1 fine liner dammit! But at the end of the day, I'm quite pleased with the folio that I produced and I guess any crticism (as ridiculous as it may be) is in the end constructive.


These are the moodboards that she "really liked how the evident thought in my placement", yet only gave me a credit.

Siiiiiggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh

THINGS THAT ARE TOO BEAUTIFUL THAT I WILL NEVER OWN: ASOS RINGS

YES, I REALLY FEEL AS THOUGH ALL MY WORRIES AND TROUBLES IN THIS WORLD WOULD DISAPPEAR COMPLETELY IF I COULD JUST GET MY HANDS ON ANY OF THESE RINGS. REALLY.