November 28th already... where has the year gone. Before I know it it's going to be Christmas and I'll be prancing around my room dancing to Michael Buble's Christmas album. Okay, okay lets not kid ourselves, I'm doing that already. It seems like just yesterday that I was walking out my front door to start my first day at University and now I'm already one week into my long haul 3 month break at the end of my first year. A little part of myself couldn't be any prouder that A) I actually made it to University, let alone the University of my dreams, and B) that I somehow made it through my first year making friends along the way and avoiding too many mental breakdowns. Thats not to say that I had a fair few stressful moments caused by the hefty amount of exams and assignments that all happen to be due in the same week, and even though my lovely and oh so delightful (note the sarcasm) lecturer told me to start the assignment in week 1, yep as you can guess I left it to the night before its due, in week 12! Ah the joys of being super unorganised.
How is it that in two years I will have finished my degree and be ready to face the world and pursue a career that I absolutely love. Its very daunting considering I will only be 20 but im just going to go with the flow and see where the wind takes me, whether it be straight into a job in a multi-story building in the CBD or travelling abroad. Also might I add that it is actually a dream of mine to work in some fancy tall buiding in the city (with a revolving door would be a bonus) and to get dressed in cute work clothes. Im sad i know - I don't know many people who want to have office jobs, but im definitely one of the few who do.
Now being one week into my monstrosity of a University break I physically don't know what to do with myself anymore. As cringy as this may sound, I thoroughly enjoy studying and keeping myself busy with Uni work and studying, so this break is going to kill me. Having no proper commitments (other than work every now and then) makes me feel like my brain cells are dying on me. It's been a week and I've cleaned my room so many times it hasn't been this clean since we moved in. I've also managed to re-watch both seasons of My Mad Fat Diary (OH MY GOD SOMEONE FREAK OUT WITH ME BECAUSE THEY ARE MAKING A THIRD SEASON) and both seasons of The Carrie Diaries. Trying to keep myself occupied whilst not to spending money is proving to be quite a difficult task.
I don't really know where I'm going with this post other than I felt like writing some nonsense and I know I want to write more posts from now on seeing as I'm on break with nothing to do! However, Ive got some exciting plans happening in the next few weeks leading up to the silly season and I am going to try to keep a record of them all on this blog for myself to recount on when im fat and old (im sorry yes i went there) (and yes that song is my jam don't judge me).
Speak soon, Maddie xoxo