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I really should just give up on this thing. Maybe delete it. But I can't bring myself to.
The beats. In my head. Get louder, louder. The throbbing. In my head. Gets stonger. Stronger. There's screaming in my head. In my head. In my head.

A taunting of ravens to you, sir

Huh! Haven't updated this in months. Well, its 4.33 am, I'm supposed to be studying, so clearly...LJ time!
I've been reading my previous entries and they make me sound like I'm some kind of french-obsessed  journalism-hating lesbian.I can't help it that french is, on most days, awesome (though, god, there are a few of retards in my class that make me want to kill myself. SHUT THE FUCK UP BLONDIE. NOBODY CARES WHAT YOU THINK. SHUT UP. And I'm still gobsmacked at the whole 'Yeh Australia is all sunshine lolipops and rainbows!' sentiment held by Toorak/Prahran/South Yarra contingent. Of course you've never been discriminted against you white upper class mongrels). And I can't help that Alanis is still amazing. I want to drown in her songs. They hit me deep, man (I am such a 90's wanker).
I've reconsidered the whole Journalism issue. I think I do want to be a journalist after all. For one thing, I've got the investigative journalism *coughstalkertendenciescough* down pat. Also, my International jrn tutor says I'd be pretty damn good at it. I'm not sure I believe her, but I think I'd be cheating myself if I didn't at least give it a shot. I really like the idea of being an international journalist actually. Sri Lanka, Afganistan, East Timor, here I come. Besides, my love of teaching is starting to wane. This is mostly due to my bloody, bloody students who drive me up the wall. For gods sake, I'm here to teach you, not write your damned essays for you. But I can always revert back to it if my grand plan of reporting international issues fails.
My birthday in three days. Twenty years old. Jeez I'm getting old. I wonder what the ciggarette laws are in France? Do I have to be twenty one to buy them? Can I smoke anywhere?
France, baby, come December, we're gunna get wild.

I'm starting to become a little bit obsessed with french. Is in my head, man.

Apr. 6th, 2009

Don't ever, ever study English Theory and Critism. It is a stupid mind fuck that will radically alter your perception of the world, and not in a good way. Fucking Plato! Why is it we have to study the ideas of a man who's been dead for a few thousand years who talked in riddles? Bah! and Bah again!

Apr. 1st, 2009

I think I'm a bit over livejournal now. or is it that I have outgrown it? Or simply dont have time to blog?
I don't know.
Hopefully, if all goes well, this time next year i'll be studying in france.

Mar. 9th, 2009

I really, really hate being constantly busy. I can actually feel my life force draining away.
God knows I love Alanis, but honestly, if the world was hers to shape, I'd run.

In other news, being jobless sucks, but not as much as having a job you don't want. I just want uni to start already so I can get on with my life plan  :(

Also - Dear James Patterson, the final book in the Maximum Ride series was a slap in the face of your readership. You fail, James. You fail. Sincerely, Me.

C'est tout.