I have to quickly upate people on the subject of my globe. A few posts ago I mentioned that I had purchased a globe. Yes, it only cost $2.50 but it reminded me of "stationery shopping gone berserk". Well, since then the little globe (affectionately known as Albert) has shown it's worth.
The moment of glory came at the time of the Eurovision song contest. L'il Miss and I spent the entire show with Albert guiding us to countries we didn't know existed - (and unfortunately even with some we did know about, but weren't sure where they were.)
Some countries even Albert didn't know of - but, let's face it, when you're only worth $2.50 you can't have every country listed!
And now for something completely different.....
In Tamworth and enjoying the nice cold weather (and a nice bit of cold and flu that goes along with it!).
Yes, it has felt like a haze today trying to study biochemistry. My head is hurting, I am feverish, and I have a sore throat (not to mention the dizziness and fatigue!)
Whether these symptoms are purely the cold/flu or wether I would be feeling like this simply because I was studying chemistry is still up for debate!
The funny thing about being home is that I have to remember that shops keep "country" hours. I finish my study at 6:30pm and decide that I will wander up the street to see what's open and have a break from study.
Nothing but Coles is open.
So the most exciting part of my day is that I managed to buy some cold and flu tablets.....yay.
Onto the fun subject of Sociology tomorrow and who knows what lies beyond? (actually I do. It's Psychology.....again - yay.)
In spite of all that, it is good to be home and having a break from the craziness and non-stop hyperactivity of Sydney.
For all my stu-vac friends out there - if you have finished reading this.......
Stop procrastinationg and get back to study!!!
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2 comments:
Welcome back to Sydney.
Hope you're feeling better, and aren't too stressed with exams - first year is meant to be fun!!!
Yes. I agree, first year is meant to be fun, but considering this is (in reality) my fifth year, that theory doesn't really hold up. Fifth year should be called the mature age, anally retentive year. (Hopefully I'm not strictly adhering to that stereotype.....eek!)
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