Dead Trees. Wind. Sleep Deprivation.

I am currently surrounded by trees. Dead trees. Yes that's right I have paper surrounding me.

I wish these pieces of paper told me the answer to life, but instead all they are doing are just lying there all limp like waiting to be picked up and read by my dropping eyes.

I know I'm doing this all wrong. I should be working on this presentation that I will be performing for people who don't actually give a shit what I say, only I care about it because:
a) This shit has taken up a lot of my time;
b) I want to pass this paper so I never have to take it again and
c) Maybe my teacher cares (let's be honest she probably hates hearing them all too).
But no, here I am writing a blog post about nothing important, vital or even worthwhile of reading.

But alas I will write this waste of time post all so I feel like I have a valid reason not to pick up that piece of paper which contains the answer to at least my presentation questions.

Why is it so hard to pick up that piece of paper and read it? (This is not a rhetoric question, I need answers)

Now the wind is howling at me. It feels like it knows what I am doing, or not doing in my case, and instead of a parent telling me off its the wind outside as it beats against my door outside. So wind I am blaming you for putting me off my study mood as you are distracting with your wailing and howling.

There that makes me feel better blaming something else instead of myself for my lack of productiveness.

My eyes are now waning and all I can think about is how comfy my bed looks. Sleep deprivation is a silent killer, it creeps up on you slowly as one minute all is well and then boom all of a sudden you just want to sleep on any available surface. But you can't because that is frowned upon in society.

Paper that surrounds me please just let me sleep for one night, like for 8 hours and I would be content, and I promise I will pick you up and read you tomorrow. Plus I have to because this presentation is due in two days.

Man do I need to sort out my priorities. Next semester. Who am I kidding it's been five years, I'm not changing now.

My future looks like a magazine

My ever growing magazine collection.

It has come to that time again when I have to choose what major I want to pursue in my last year of university next year, and I am even more confused and conflicted about what I want to do.

I moved up to Auckland with one goal in my mind: to get into the journalism major. But things changed, as they do quite often with me.

The first half of this year was rough on me, I wasn't in the right frame of mind and I became somewhat depressed as I felt that I was not good at university altogether. I went home for two weeks and got away from the city which gave me time to sit, chill and think.

So far this semester has been great and I have begun to remember why I made the move up to Auckland, I want to work for a fashion magazine.

I love fashion, I might not have the money to buy the clothes I want but that doesn't stop me from opening Vogue Australia or Remix and appreciating every single piece of clothing and imaging what I could wear or what would suit me.

So now that it has come to the time to pick majors I know I want to do journalism. But first I have to get the good grades so I can be accepted into journalism next year.

The best I can do is take one step at a time and stay true to what I believe I am capable of and that is that I will one day work for a fashion magazine.

Exam Time Part 1

Like the picture says I should be studying for my exams, but with study comes procrastination. During my great procrastination moment I thought "I'm putting all this time and effort in to a two hour or three hour exam, why?"

There is so much pressure to do well in exams when in the real work environment they don't tell you to sit down for three hours and write three essays in order to keep your job, or do they? did I skip that class where they told us this actually happens?

So much of my life right now is dedicated to study and I hope like hell it will all be worth it at the end of the day, otherwise I'll just end up working at Burger King for the rest of my damn life on minimum wage...NOT COOL!!

So to everyone out there going through exams or who will eventually do exams GOOD LUCK and remember if you study hard then it will be worth it in the end, and when you reach that end you will forever have your student loan to remind you of those long nights studying and pointless lectures you once attended.

Watching Austen

Due to an Image and Sound essay that I finished at the end of last week, all I have been doing for the weekend is watching Jane Austen movies.
Pride and Prejudice- Check
Mansfield Park- Check
Northanger Abbey- Check
Emma- Check
Persuasuion-
Sense and Sensibility-
I only have two more movies to go and I have watched them all. Don't get me wrong I absolutely love these movies, maybe because like my flatmate said they are movies that writers like, and since I guess you could say I am in training to be a journalist it makes sense. But I also love these movies because I am a hopeless romantic, yes I can't help it, I want the typical Jane Austen hero who is tall, dark and handsome to come and sweep me off my feet. Oh if I lived back then.
 It got me thinking to where have these men gone? Maybe I'm just not looking in the right place, but then I thought to myself, NO there is somewhere out there I just need to open my eyes and keep an open mind, and you never know you could be peasntly surprised.