LATE.

holy shiiiiiit, I'm crap at blogging. I'd like to think it's coz I'm super busy all the time being awesome but really I'm just lazy. I've been lazy with list stuff as well. And finding a job. SUPER LAZY. All the time.

I did donate blood though. The idea was that I'd give away some of my blood and then get stabbed in the ear but then plans changed and now piercing is a social event, involving A and K getting holes in their belly buttons and me getting stabbed in the ear twice for an industrial. But, blood donating. Reason for blogging at last. French lady did the interview, my hemoglobin whatsit is only just acceptable. Same as last time, apparently. And then I had three different women all try to steal my blood. Nah. Well. Ok so first lady was all oh great I'll gather the stuff, but this other person will stab you. Then other person had to go run some machine, so first lady came back and stabbed me. But then first lady went on break and some other lady was all cool, blood moving, not fainting, well done. And then it was over and they gave me crackers and cheese, and a milkshake. My grammer has gone to shit, I'm so sorry. I've been attempting to write an essay all day and I'm less than half finished.

I'm kind of keen for halloween. AND RHYMING. Not really. But the halloween thing for sure. One of my many procrastination sessions/breaks involved getting covered in glitter and watching youtube how-to vids in preparation for next Saturday. If no one else dresses up I won't even care because I'll look freaking amazing. That's the plan anyway. Not keen for the 1hr of public transport dressed up to get there though.

Umm... random list related story: walked from Town Hall to King's Cross (dressed as a zombie school girl no less) and had one of those weird revelation moments over how the city is connected. Getting better at this. Sort of. I think it would help if I possessed any sense of direction.

Also, shout out to H for getting me to blog. I really do appreciate it. I think this is where I'm meant to say he gets all the ladies or something but I forget the exact wording. Sorry bro. You are freaking awesome though. You get that.

MuchLove.

p.s. I'm crossing off follow three amazing blogs. Tumblr makes that really fucking easy. I can't explain how easy. I'm following 100+ amazing blogs. EASY.

stuff for Edy. Your welcome.

Ok, so, donating blood is turning out to be much harder than I expected. After the epic fail, I decided I would just call and reschedule, fill out the miles of paperwork and try to get stabbed for a good cause again. One of their prerequisites is to feel good for a few days before leaking blood in a bag for them, which is a problem because I just had the most disgusting throat infection ever. As in, I had black lumps in the back of my throat and couldn't talk, breathe, eat or sleep. Basically the four things I'm good at. GAH. In fact it was so gross I convinced myself I had throat cancer and have officially stopped smoking. Probably the most short lived addiction ever. So on top of convincing myself I was dying, I had to somehow get to a doctor, which I hadn't had to do since I moved out. It was a horrifying concept. I could hardly get out of bed, let alone all the way to where ever the doctor was. So yeah, screw my independance, I called Papa, and he took me. AND I'm all better now. But I'm not taking anti depressants anymore and my body dislikes this and my face feels like an ocean. OCEAN FACE. It's well weird. But should pass soon. I hope. So yes, feeling like shit means I can't be a good person. Fuck society.

My friend just convinced me to try go to an earlier class so I can travel home with her. I havn't done the homework and I'm going to class early. Does this seem silly to anyone else?

MuchLove

snow trip.

So my list is going swimmingly. I went skiing last week :) It was a lot of fun but kind of painful. I did the lesson and was ridiculously awesome compared to everyone else. I fell over only twice. I bruised up my wrist because my watch decided to eat me on the second fall. I would have skied for long time but I was alone and it was freaking hot in my multitude of layers and skiing uses all these muscles I didn't like which ended in a constant hip cramp I couldn't really stretch out. Honestly, staying in a chalet with a bunch of friends makes for a sweet week. I'm all kinds of broke now though. Turns out holidaying is expensive. LAME.

Boring news, I got a health care card so I can finally go to the dentist. Maybe they'll pull out all my wisdom teeth. They haven't hurt in a while but that hasn't stopped them in the past. Bastards.

I took Mother Dearest to Glebe markets the other weekend so that's 7 down now. It was a pretty sweet mix of affordable jewellery, vintage clothing and cool nic-nacs. We got delicious food and I ate curry by choice. Butter chicken definitely counts. We then explored Glebe a bit and found vinnies where she bought me 4 shot glasses. Irresponsible parenting for the win.

Apparently, there will be a blood bank bus thing up at UTS, which is only walking distance away, in August. I hope they don't reject my blood. A friend got told she couldn't because she was anemic, which is a very real possibility for me too because meat is freaking expensive.

Bec and I walked to Redfern for a party the other night and things clicked. Sydney is confusing but I'm getting better. I can get to most places pretty easy now.

I can cross off 64). now because I took a very full happy froggy to the bank before going to the snow. Yay, cash. 76$ worth of 20c pieces. Not quite as much as last time but it definitely helped.

I went several days without a computer at the snow because internet was non-existant. Ditto reception. Travelling to the middle of no where and staying in a remote chalet has its drawbacks, but list helping is appreciated.

That's about it for now. Uni starts back on the 1st of August. I plan to get off the anti-depressants asap. I'm now hooked on Gossip Girl. Yep. Life's pretty sweet.