Hi, my name is Elin and I hate my neighbours. They like playing very loud, heavy music through the walls. I wouldn't even call it music, I don't know what genre it fits into, some kind of trance maybe? All I hear is a repetitive annoying beat that gives me a headache and makes me want to scream. Sure, they're not doing it when I'm trying to sleep, but all day long when I'm trying to study is just as bad. Honestly. And the walls are pretty thick, the only other time I've heard the neighbours through the walls is when I can hear the banging of putting up pictures. Of course, I hear the other neighbours when my windows open and they're out in the courtyard, but that's a completely different story.
Seriously, just shut up!
If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live? Why?
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This probably sounds very boring, but I'd live right here in Melbourne. I love Melbourne and I feel very lucky I was able to come here from uni. It's hard to put my finger on exactly what I love about it, it's not the most beautiful city in the world, but it's got character. It's friendly and relaxed. Preferably, I'd like a nice little one-bedroom appartment in North Melbourne.
Although if I had my way, I'd rearrange the world a bit so Melbourne wasn't quite so far away from my family in S'pore or my extended family in Sweden. I love Stockholm. While I don't want to live there, being able to take a daytrip in to go shopping wouldn't be too bad (difficult when it's on the other side of the country). And I miss my family at times, and while I couldn't go back to living with them, it'd be nice to see them more than twice a year.
Now, if only they'd invent a teleporter (or a really really really fast airplane?)
So, my essay is finally going somewhere. I get to write about blogging. Sometimes I love being a media student. At the moment, I can't be bothered to actually reference and crap though, so the big work will come later.
I'm wearing my jeans. I think I like them, but I really need to get them shortened. They drag along the floor, which isn't so bad when I'm inside, but yesterday I got wet up to my knees when walking home from James' place. He actually tried them on the other night, and they fit him perfectly. I hate when other people try on my clothes and I usually think it looks better on them. That's probalby just me being self-critical though (is that even a word?). Being girls' jeans, they were a bit tight around the crotch (his butt looked good though!). Otherwise, they just looked like normal jeans, the right length and everything. His clothes are always five sizes too big for me, so I'm going to put it down to the fact that I'm a girl and I have "womanly" hips, even if I'm not particularly curvy.
That's my story. Otherwise, as always, nothing is new. I can't wait till the 23rd when I'm done for the semester. Hooray for three months of holidays (even if I will be working). Mum's finalizing my flights over Christmas and everything. I'm looking forward to seeing them, and to Thailand over new years with James and the others.
I think I need lunch. And more Diet Cokes, I'm all out. Yes, I'm addicted, but when it comes to studying, I need it.
Wednesday night, which means Spicks & Specks and pizza at James' place. It's the only thing he knows how to cook (well), and the only thing we both really watch regularly on TV, I love that show. Right now, The Glass House is on though, and I really hate that show so I'm hiding in his room going on the Internet. Hooray.
Today's been boring, I didn't get very much work done, so I'll have to do all the more tomorrow and on the weekend. James is going back to Geelong tomorrow though, so at least he won't be around to distract me. Gemma and Erin are leaving again for Dookie on Friday, which means the house will be nice and quiet over the weekend too. Good for studying/essay-writing.
There seriously isn't that much more to write - this is why I've given up on so many livejournals! I've decided to keep my jeans, well, James decided for me by ripping the tags off. I'm just way too indecisive.
Twenty-two days till I'm done with second year (only 3 more to go!). Twenty-seven days till I start my new job. I want Christmas already!
Did you dress up today? See any good costumes?
Nope, I forgot all about the fact that it was Halloween, and now it's not anymore, at least not here.
In other news, I'm not feeling so good. I just took some panadol so hopefully that'll help. I think my body knows I don't want to write this report. Forty-eight words out of 2500 so far. That's like two per cent. Go me.
So, there's a spider in my room. And I'm home alone. This means that I've dragged out a mattress and am camped on the lounge room floor since I can't handle getting rid of it or sleeping in my room. If I'd discovered it earlier, I would have either dragged James over or gone over there myself. Psh.
I was supposed to have a meeting at Portable today, but it got cancelled. I was already in the city by then so I went jeans shopping. I hate jeans shopping. It's painful and you never find anything that fits properly. Either way, I bought myself a pair of Levis. They're completely different than any of my other jeans, so I'm still unsure. I figured I'd buy them and wear them around the house with the tags on to decide. It's a bit cheeky, but I don't care.
Otherwise, I'm supposed to be studying for exams/writing essays but so far, it's been a pretty slow start. Tomorrow's my set "essay-writing day" for Media Futures, so hopefully I'll get something productive done. Since it's a report, it's pretty structured too, so I don't have to plan it in as much detail.
House mates come back tomorrow from Canberra. I've enjoyed having the house to myself especially during Swot Vac when you've got nothing to do but stay home and study. Maybe now Gemma can save me from the spider at least?
