RE-RE-RE-RE: life

coastal hiking

stressed but not depressed

I'm sitting in the food court at uni at the moment and I'm bored as fuck. I don't know why I decided to come so early. I've studied as much as I can and I've gone through the content at least 10 times. I feel ready but at the same time I don't know what I don't know. Oh well. I've already had a mini meat box for breakfast (or brunch because I don't usually eat breakfast) and I've had a bit of coke and now I'm having a caramel latte. My tummy's starting to feel a bit funky but hopefully this feeling disappears soon. I'm also listening to Krewella and Sticky Fingers to make me feel happy.

I've probably said this at least 83 times (no exaggeration) already but I can't wait for the break. I can't wait to be free and do whatever I want. I've compiled a list of places to see, things to do and restaurants to try (which I'll post after my last exam to mark the beginning of break). Very much excite!

happiness is a choice

I've been pretty happy lately and I can honestly say that I feel as though every aspect of my life has been treating me well. Either something good has happened or is happening at the moment and I just want this feeling of euphoria to last forever.

1. I joined the gym two weeks ago and I definitely don't regret it. I remember I used to contemplate joining the gym but always deciding against it because I was too intimidated and self-conscious to work out in front of other people. That and the fact that joining a gym requires at least one year of commitment and I wasn't sure I could do it. But Jess reassured me and eventually, Maria joined too. This made me feel better and I actually really enjoy working out with them. I always look forward to our sessions and who knows.. maybe one day we'll be the female equivalent of Arnold Schwarzenneger (maybe not).
2. I recently got my result back for one of my biology final reports. I got a high distinction. Naturally, I'm over the moon. But another reason why I'm so happy and proud of my mark was because when we first got the assignment, the lecturer told us that it was very rare to be able to get a high mark and that most people will land on a pass or credit. So... yay me!
3. The uni semester is almost over! Classes are over for me now and I have 2 weeks before my first exam. I'm going to make the most of these next two weeks and hopefully study my ass off.
4. I got a little pay rise from work.
5. I recently celebrated my two years with Kenny. It's a very proud moment for me especially because I never imagined being in a relationship this long at the age that I am.
6. Um, I don't know what else but I'm just so happy right now.

How have y'all been?

so bad but so good

Throughout the month of May, I had a goal. Well not so much of a goal but a monthly thing where I kept track of how many times I consumed the oh-so-fatty but delicious 'Maccas'. Before starting it, I already knew the number would be high and I'm pretty sure it's due to the fact that:

1. I can't cook
2. Kenny can't cook
3. Sometimes my mum is too lazy to cook
4. It's convenient
5. It's cheap

So what is that number you wonder? It's between 0 and 20. It's an even number. It's a composite number. The number's name is the largest number with a single-morpheme name in English. It's commonly used as a sales unit. It has relations to our calendar. It sits between this number and this number. It's the atomic number of magnesium. And the Western Signs and Chinese Zodiac have this many signs/zodiacs.

I'm sure you're just bored by now so here: 12. When I counted the receipts to 12, I was shocked at first. I thought 'wow, 12 is so less' but then I thought more and realised that 12 times in one month is actually quite a lot. That basically equals 3 times in one week and that's just unhealthy. I guess my goal for June should be to either cut down my intake of maccas or just cut it out.

We'll see!

recent past

I'm so excited. There's so many things to be excited about in the times to come. But sadly I have to get through the last two weeks of uni and exams before any of it can happen. I can't wait to finally party again, I can't wait to sleep in everyday and I can't wait to do fun things. Ugh!!

I've never enjoyed eating breakfast much. That's probably because I'm not much of a morning person. I guess when I wake up, my mind's still sleepy and my stomach's still sleepy so I just can't stomach anything. But this is a good thing! I've been going out for brunch quite a bit recently and I'm liking it. I love exploring new cafes and restaurants and seeing pretty food (fun for me and fun for my instagram). I've been to Circa in Parramatta, Mad Spuds Cafe in Surry Hills and Milk Bar in Newtown just to name a few but there are heaps more on my list of places to try.

The other night after a dinner party, Jess drove me, Cynthia and Collin to Little Bay. This is the place where me and Jess took the photos of us standing on the edge of a cliff. Super pretty in the day time but a whole new experience in the night time. I felt scared just walking around in the dark. Thank God we had flash lights on our phone. It was a nice feeling when we all laid down flat on our backs on the cliff and just stared up at the stars. I never really give enough attention to stars. We tried taking pictures of the stars, the ocean and the cliff but of course all we ended up with was pitch black nothingness. I'm definitely going there again in the holidays but with warmer clothes.

I'm sorry this post is all jumbled up. Jess has been bugging me to blog for a while so HERE YA GO

emotionless

Today, I came to the realisation that I don't stress enough. I don't know if that's a good or bad thing but I'm pretty sure I'm like this now because I used up all the stress that I could in high school. Like just the other day I had an assignment due at 11:59PM and I literally submitted it at 11:56PM. I didn't even consider what could have happened if my internet or laptop had crashed.

A lot of the times I'd post things like 'omg report due tomorrow and I haven't started #ugh!!' and that'll be a split second of stress and then I'll be over it. I just can't make myself worry about things enough. Sometimes, I feel like I don't know how to express my feelings enough and I'm not sure if that's good for me. I have friends who would go on and on about how they're feeling about their uni life or workload, their jobs and even other people and all I do is listen. I don't contribute much in terms of my feelings. I guess I'm more of a listener than a talker but honestly, I prefer it that way.