It's amazing what three solid hours at the library with no internet access and no distractions will achieve.

Pity they're closed tomorrow for the public holiday.

Ergo, I am not a bitch.

Well, not today, anyway.

LA-ZY.

That moment you discover that you had an old copy of an assignment question and left out a key section but it's too late to do anything because you submitted it two weeks ago:

Hellooooo 4 day weekend.

(Pity I have an exam to prepare for, but still. 4 day weekend!!) 

The old lady across the hall set off her fire alarm/panic button earlier. I thought it was just someone's smoke detector battery going flat until no less than six strapping firemen busted their way into her apartment. I feel a bit bad for not being a better neighbour, but then I looked at the firemen and was like, hellooooo boys. Come visit anytime you like.

That's my tax dollars at work, people.

Sometimes my OTT organisational skills even make me nervous.

I've just taken delivery of all my textbooks for Trimester 3. Which starts in November.

NOVEMBER.

My house is making me sick. Literally. Rising damp. Thank god for a "yep, let's just get it fixed whatever the cost" landlord.