So an hour later I had a shower, and tried the scales again upon exit… and was already 1.5kg less :-/ Add to that 12 hours of digestion, and tomorrow morning I might weigh about 500g more than I usually do :-/ So suddenly EVERYTHING IS OKAY AGAIN.

I don’t even know.

I struggled with the lack of momentum last time I finished uni. One of the main reasons teaching appealed to me, apart from a desire to save the world with textbooks, is that it does have that sense of going somewhere; you are watching/helping people grow. However, teaching really scares me as a profession :/ First year out is meant to be horrible; I think one in two new teachers doesn’t make it past their second year before they change careers? That is lots!!! I am troubled by: the long hours, the high professional standards, the myriad airborne illnesses, the prospect of never choosing when I take my annual leave, being left too exhausted to do anything but work… I have this feeling I should look into jobs that are related to teaching, but are not teaching? Something that the MA would help me out with? Full-time tutoring, student support, curriculum design, something at the headquarters… etc? Um if anyone knows anything about this please share.

IDK. I like change. I like most of the changiness in my life at the moment. But this one makes me freak out and want my rut back :/

Wah.

Of the four assignments due tomorrow, I’ve done threeish. These assignments are stress’s foot in the door, and then everything else that sucks can waltz right in :-/ Can’t get sick, need to have surgery on Thursday!! Possibly going crazy.

MY HEAD HURTS.

But so then I came home and watched She’s the Man from my couch and actually did pass out. And then I ate like 40 slices of my sister’s birthday cake. For the healing properties of chocolate and cream.

Oh viruses. I feel like such a sickness-veteran these days. What is wrong with my immune system, I don’t know. It is a big slacker? Last winter, I got sick in four distinct instances from August to October. This year I’ve been supercareful to get vitamins and not to breathe in public, and I haven’t had anything very bad (possibly also related to my having had a flu shot? which, incidentally, is the least painful injection I’ve had in years; everyone should get one!) since May… so as it’s now September that’s technically an entire Winter without a bug? I am awesome!! But streak is over :(

I can map out the timeline of Claire Gets Plague so well now. Two days of scratchy throat with possible fever on second day. Two days of all-out cold. Two days of asthma. Currently in day three. I have taken Codral but it is doing nothing. The power of the plague is too strong!!

The good part? Getting sick on a Sunday afternoon means you can expect to be better again by the weekend. Timing, you guys. It is key!

Then on Saturday I am going to two parties (for other people)! And then I go on prac on Monday :( I am already exhausted; where am I going to find those five weeks of energy?! Ahgh. Oh and on Monday night I have Cobra Starship/The Academy Is…/Panic at the Disco. So that is good. Though also tiring. But I got seated tickets, cos I have some genius foresight.

Could do with less interpersonal drama at the moment. Very, very lame Sunday that has resonated through the whole week. Am determined to have put it out of my mind by the end of tomorrow, but inclined to think some enduring damage has been done. Bit cut up about it. But at some point you have to draw a line? :/

I ended up standing at the bus stop for 30 minutes and being late!!

You can bet there was one strongly-worded email to Adelaide Metro this evening, omg.

Also today I noticed I can basically not see a metre in front of me out of my right eye (left eye is pristine). I… think I need to go to an optometrist? Luckily, my eyes are under warranty for another year! But I do not want to have surgery on them again very much. I wonder how long I have been blind??

The problem is the other 23 hours of the day, when public transport in Adelaide NEEDS TO GET STABBED WITH A PITCHFORK. HOW MANY MONTHS OF MY LIFE HAVE I WASTED SITTING AT BUS STOPS?!

Arr.

The only vaguely interesting thing that happened today is that my puppy can totally fetch. It is cute. It gets a bit less cute when I am lying on the floor in front of the gas heater (default position from June to August) and he invites me to play by running straight for me and shoving his dogspit-soaked toy into my eyeballs!!

Oh who am I kidding. It is still pretty damned cute.

Also if I had paid more attention in lectures rather than thinking about how bored I am of uni all the time, I would probably have a better idea of what I’m meant to be writing?

Also I still don’t have last semester’s marks, and why do I always sabotage my own life?!

Edit: Heh I seem to have these brief shining moments of being a nice person in between impending assignment deadlines. I would be so much easier to get along with if people would stop making me do work!

My watch band exploded:

Watch bands are usually easy to replace, but this was a non-standard band! Oh no! What to do?!

Luckily, Claire + Elastic + Sewing = Solution!

Mad skills. So mad.

Someone totes tried to take me out with their car while I was driving home tonight. I was planning a blog entry at the time but nearly getting squished completely wiped whatever I was going to say from my mind! So instead you get a story about a watch band, yay.

gaaah.

When I wasn’t being intellectually stimulated by my shoes, today I learned the lesson of “don’t buy stuff online if you don’t have to”. I ordered one of the brand new iMacs on Tuesday from the Apple online store. 24-hour shipping blah blah. The reason I did it online was that I also wanted something cheapish from Apple that I couldn’t find in real shops, and if I bought it at the same time as an iMac I could save $9 shipping. I am tight!

Anyway I am very excited for my computer. Patience is a virtue I lack. I was so tempted to stay home from uni on Thursday in case it came, although guilt won out, and quite luckily because it didn’t come until today anyway. BUT TRAGICALLY, I had to be at work all day today and even though there were only about two hours when there was no one home, that was when it came :( DAMN YOUR POOR TIMING, TNT!! So now, I cannot get my iMac until Monday because it is locked up in a storeroom at Adelaide airport :’( And even then they don’t do deliveries until Tuesday so I have to drive over and get it myself. Sigh?

The moral of the story is: parking in town may be hard, but just go to freaking NextByte, Claire, geez.

Also today, I had a fairly solid panic attack over what to cook for dinner. I… think I have too many assignments :(

THIS IS THE LIZARD THAT TRAPPED ME IN MY BEDROOM.

It was like… 35cm and angry? I was scared!!

So, on Tuesday, I innocently got into my car and then realised I had forgotten my phone. To go get it, I needed to brush past a few shrubs out the front of my house, and I felt a kind of scratch on my knee. My thought process was “oh a twig scratched me gosh that hurts it must have been one pointy twig why is it hurting so much OMG OW WHAT IS THAT STICKING OUT OF MY LEG”. So I hobbled into my bathroom and pulled out the bee sting :( And then this was my leg!:

This picture shows the colour well. It’s quite pretty hey!

And in this one, you can see the point of impact.

You’ll have to excuse the bluriness of the pics; I do not actually own a digital camera. (Someday!)

Four days later, IT STILL HURTS. AND IT’S INCREDIBLY ITCHY AND I CAN’T PUT ANY PRESSURE ON IT OR EVEN SCRATCH IT.

Wah.

It’s not so clear in the picture, but it’s actually gone a bit bruised and purple now as well.

So, apparently Tuesday is nature-attacks-Claire day. The Tuesday before this, a blue-tongued lizard cornered me in my bedroom :( That sucked too.