Musings on Life and my Love of The Printed Word.

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History does not always cause you Misery..


In the past two  days, I have an accumulated sleep of about three hours. Is it insomnia? Could be.. Is it assessments? Most probably. To be perfectly honest though, it is quite simply every other student’s self-diagnosed disorder- chronic procrastinating..

I had a whole week to do three assessments, totalling 6,000 words. Instead I did it in three days, all the night before they where due. Am I proud? A little bit, I like this feeling of having a tiny sense of accomplishment, even if it affected all other forms of functioning.

I finished the last of this semester’s psych reports! I handed my assessment in this morning, sporting  carefully camouflaged eye bags. My body’s main fuel has been caffeine, Im wired as a CPU (haha, corny) But all is well that ends well..

I have one (last) more  assessment due! Thankfully this is not a report or a psychological essay.. Its a portfolio!! YIpee..

What causes stress in human beings. I probably would’ve answered, writing assessments and critical thinking. There where just countless times wherein I embodied the psycho in psychology. But enough of this depression and whatnot. Im reading good literature, keeping me sane and sober. Holden Caulfield held my hand and kept me company whilst my sad sorry eyes where stinging from the lack of sleep. Coupled with a hot cafe mocha from GJ, then I felt like I was floating in marshmallow heaven.

*SELF ACTUALISED Individuals, do not, I repeat, DO NOT PROCRASTINATE!

Heh.. really? Well, Im far from one, so no pressure..


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Its that time once again, next week is STUVAC- its seems that I always end up on this blog when its time for me to study. This time I really need to up my performance, Im taking some pretty dense classes that needs to be gone over and over (especially, since I still dont understand them wholeheartedly). Anyways, its been awhile!! I hate saying this, since it seems to have become a bad habit of mine. But, Hi to everyone. Nomads, Hoarder, non readers alike. At the start of this year, I have joined numerous book, uhm (forgot the word).. book… yerp, book challenges. Apologies. Anyways…


It seems that I wont be making any of them at all. Despite my initial goal of reading 50+ books this year, which I have done. None of the challenges appeal to me anymore (its quite unfortunate really). My reading habits has been in disarray lately, I just read and leave as I go. and I have come to like erotic fiction and adult fiction too.. before, you ask, no, I havent read 50 shades of grey. A lot of the recommendations came from goodreads, some nay recommendations but most of them have been wonderful. One in particular has been my favourite, check out ON THE ISLAND  Its an amazing story about a tutor and a student trapped on an island and its a story about survival; growth; maturity and love, seriously, though just check it out!! Anyways, I’ll keep on studying and I sincerely hope I pass my exams and all my classes. Wish me luck!! 

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Hold my breath till I enter..

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I absolutely and without a doubt, love libraries. It comes with the whole bibliophile territory- I am every bit as obsessed (perhaps even more ),excited as being in a library than I do at nightclubs- or wherever it is people my age go to, to unwind and be in the ‘zone’. I have been very fortunate to live in Sydney, where awesome libraries are abundant. I have been a member of three libraries; one from uni and the other two both from by previous and current residence. It has already been more than a year since we moved and I cannot help but to constantly compare both libraries; lets call one Library A and the other Library B:

  • One is much bigger and spacious than the other (much more comfortable seats and couches provided),while the other is of average size.
  • Library A offers a higher level of service and has more admiringly patient librarians that Library B.
  • Library B has more YA related books available, and has a much bigger YA sections

Despite the 20 minute train ride (not to mention an additional 25 minute bus ride to the train station) I still am actively a member/regular borrower from the library from my previous residence. I love their service and I simply cannot say no to being a member of another town’s free books. No matter the distance and my unstable timetable, I still make it a point to visit both these libraries on a regular basis (I mean who says no to free books?) But it has come to my attention- as well as my nose. That Library B, has a distinct smell as soon as the automated entrance door opens. Library goers get to whiff through an unusually strong smell, I personally detest it.

I look forward to a heavenly day of browsing Library B’s bookshelves of newly shelved or released books, but definitely not looking forward walking past the entrance. As a person who has always been sensitive to smells and whatnot, I was curious as to what have been the trigger, I loved second hand book stores and the treasures and troves that we can all find from them. I love the smell of books, both new and old. So, I was a bit confused as to my initial reaction to the smell, it definitely wasn’t book related- there was even a time where I had to stomach the smell long enough to pin point as to where it originated from. I thought it came from the toilets but unfortunately I wasn’t able to properly pin point its exact location. So, you could say that up till now- a year and some months living in the same place, I have learnt to armed myself by pinching my nose. I mean why bother letting the entrance bother me, for much longer, when I know for a fact that I can thoroughly enjoy myself once I’m inside.

I pretty much just needed to vent. Thanks for listening/reading =)) I feel heaps better now..

Now, have you had some issues with your libraries? a quirk or a pet peeve perhaps?