I have too much time on my hands

My university exams ended on Thursday, so now I’m faced with three and a half months of bludging. The exams were mildly easy, simple, but took a lot of motivation to actually finish. I got halfway through my English exam (two essay questions, an hour for each), and suddenly grew so tired and unmotivated that I literally sat there for ten minutes, just staring at the wall. It was the same deal with my Society exam. Still - at least they’re over, and now I can actually do crap for enjoyment, not “Oh shit, must concentrate on such and such in order to scrape a pass in such and such unit”.

Suddenly, it has me thinking about exactly how much time I have on my hands. I’ll need a job soon (i.e. as soon as bloody possible), but with three stress fractures and bruised tendons in my right foot, I’ll just have to wait for a few weeks before they heal up enough to let me walk at a decent pace. The good thing about this time of year is that everybody seems to be hiring for the Christmas rush, so if I apply now or in several weeks’ time, there’s a slightly greater chance that I’ll get a job. Someone, please, whack me upside the head and remind me to update my resume in the meantime?

On an extreme tangent, it bothers me how suddenly religious this household has become. Don’t get me wrong - I don’t have anything against religion. To each their own. But when your father puts up four Nativity scenes around the house, and nails a plaque to your late mother’s bedroom door (directly across the hallway from your own) that quotes a Holy Bible verse dealing with how “man should not lay with other men” (don’t quote me on that), it gets a little irritating. I came out to the guy, what, six months ago, and he picks now of all times to start using it against me? Seriously … what. the. hell.? I need to get a job as soon as possible, so I can move out (I have an idea of where I’m going to move, but I need a flatmate or two, since it’s a reasonably sized house, and the rent is AU$250 per week).

On the bright side, now I can get away with doing nothing for the next three months without having it weighing heavily on my conscience. Now if only I could afford it (I only have AU$50 left in my bank account, and without a job, it’s not going to increase significantly anytime soon - government benefits only get me AU$70 per fortnight), I would buy myself a library and read my life away. *buries nose in a non-academic novel*

Posted on November 15th, 2008   |   Filed under General, Life, Work & Uni   |   3 Comments

I sound like a teenager

That may be because I am a teenager, but that notion aside, when I think about everything that’s happened in my life since the last time I blogged, I genuinely feel as though I’m going to end up sounding oddly teenyboppery when I record everything on here. But, here goes!

So I haven’t blogged since … late September (crap, I actually had to verify that - bad Xuan, very bad). Mostly it’s because my life’s become so routine that whenever I find something I’d like to blog about, the motivation for it goes poof by the time I actually sit down and log in to Wordpress. These days, it’s just uni this, uni that, no dancing this, stress fractures in right foot that, holy shit I have a significant other this (see what I mean by teenyboppery?), crap it’s complicated that, uni this, uni that, insomnia this, insomnia that, etc. I seem to have the time, but not the motivation. I think Amanda should donate her near-daily blogging routine to me.

Recently, though, I’ve found that friendships aren’t all they’re cracked up to be. I lost a girl friend of mine over the fact that I went into a relationship (long story short, the dude person [Thanks, Amanda] I’m seeing went out once with her best friend months ago, and everything wound up complicated and crumbling), and I realised that if the relationship hadn’t been the catalyst for our fall-out, then something else equally explosive (or, possibly, even more so) would have been it.

Surprisingly, it didn’t affect me emotionally as much as I thought it would, although she did say a few relatively nasty things (i.e. “You always knew [her best friend's name] was more important to me than you! And you wonder why I’m angry!”). I suppose it’s because we, as friends, had been drifting apart for months beforehand - to the point where, by the time the friendship actually went down to the drain, it was almost expected by both of us. Hmm.

So that’s my “Hey, let’s be a little existential and philosophical” moment for today. Feel free to tune in for later episodes.

Posted on November 6th, 2008   |   Filed under Family & Friends, General, Life   |   4 Comments