loaves

since the last time i blogged.. here is an account of what i have completed successfully (or not).

1. i had my metrics paper.
   i don’t know whether it was entirely successful even though i finished it in half the time i was allocated. i went back and changed about two? three? four answers.. so given the minute about of questions given, this might turn out very good or very bad.
   all the same.. one less hurdle to crawl over.
2. i filed all my metrics notes.
   and then took them all out again.
3. i sort of cleared up my floor, so now when you walk into my room you can see my pale beige carpet.
   but i believe it’ll soon go back to being suffocated with my lecture notes, my course reading, my files and probably newspapers too.
4. i like my sister have a habit of hanging clothes on my chair, hence i have successfully moved all my clothes on my chair to my bed.
5. i have facebooked all the perthie and told them about point six
6. I BOOKED MY TICKET TO PERTH!

i am so excited.

i spent the first night  of confirming my ticket thinking of places i must visit and the people i want to see and things i want to do and items i want to buy. suffice to say i did not sleep much that night. which meant that the 8 a.m. class the next day fell on deaf ears and so did my 1 p.m. lecture (for just a bit).

i’ve facebooked almost everyone who i think might want to do breakfast, brunch, lunch, tea, dinner or whatever else. i do realise assuming i’m meeting everyone one on one basis that i don’t have enough time to do so. however like any metrics student (or student that is trying to do metrics)  some probabilities were kept in mind and hence overbooking myself was done intentionally (as if). i understand that there is a high probability that at least a handful of the people i facebooked might be too busy to hang out (because i think most of their breaks will be over by then). thus this leaves me with the people who are happy to see me period and the people who are undecided as to whether the utility derived from finishing their assignments and other uni work is more or less than the utility derived from seeing me. i thought about it and came up with something that will give me leverage and thus throw their utility equations off balance!

KRISPY KREME!
but to be honest, i don’t really go gah-gah over it so if i were them i would still stand undecided. but i realised that the reason why i’m not overly excited with the mere thought of indulging myself in those doughly delights is because its all around me in sydney! however its measly name used to send me to into a trance like state when i was living in perth! because THERE IS NO KRISPY KREME IN PERTH!! so maybe i will have leverage!!

obviously i have left out a lot of factors and variables and have assumed a great deal. for example, i am assuming that they want to see me, that everybody i have facebooked is in uni and that they like krispy kreme or are at least mildly attracted to the idea of receiving something. and that is there is no such thing as meeting groups of people at a time.

(but honestly, jesting and probability aside, i really do want to see everyone.)

what’s next? i’ve done my metrics test, i’ve cleared my floor, filed my notes (and unfiled them), have a nice chair to sit on and have a flight to and fro perth, it seems like it is all done..

no, not really… you see..
my government essay is still not done. (the mcdonald’s one? the one from the previous entry)
still incomplete everything is still the same except now the deadline is actually coming up real soon.

poo.

the number of words written here is enough to complete my essay with heaps of extras too.
double poo.

eat my little heart out.

I had a terrific cup of hot chocolate with marshmellows inside today at urban bites; and i’m especially happy because i love marshmellows in my hot chocolate. for some reason the coffee culture in Sydney has no place for marshmellows in hot chocolates. and because of this, i miss Perth. well not Perth exactly, but the really yummy coffee shop, Lemon, in Claremont in Perth. i remember soon after we realised that it made the best cups of coffee and hot chocolate, it was good-bye Barista and hello Lemon!

apparently, it wasn’t a well-kept secret as we thought it was. i always kept on bumping into familiar faces there, which made me wonder why the familiar faces didn’t tell me about Lemon?

so anyway you can imagine me squealing with excitement when the coffee lady carefully dropped them into my disposable cup of delight, for an extra 20 cents. now, thats a lot of money for 2 plain medium-sized white marshmellows, but can one put a price on euphoria?