The art of procrastination, I know it well.

"Procrastination" is a great word. It is also a great tool for passing the time. Not a productive tool, but a great tool nonetheless.

This week end was pretty special. The girls in my corridor, myself included, went out to the Sunshine Coast for the ANZAC holiday. It's always nice to get away from the college and experience the real world again.

So, on Saturday afternoon we all piled into cars and drove towards the horizon.

The highlights of the trip include:

• A home-cooked meal provided by my senior's lovely parents.
• Playing Balderdash with the girls while sipping our oh-so-special home made cocktails.
• Sitting on the beach, enjoying the sunshine and the breeze.
• The whole trip was a highlight, to be honest.
  

After having such a wonderful time on the week end, I have to say that there are so many things that that we take for granted. Our freedom to enjoy this land in the way that we do, to have the friendships that we have...

This is the day to truly commemorate what our brave soldiers fought for all those years ago, and what they continue to do for us today. We wouldn't have the liberties that we so take for granted if these men and women had not sacrificed themselves for the country. It is for this that we should be forever thankful.


Lest we forget.

Yes, it's been a while.

I'm super busy so I'm just going to post some song lyrics and be done with it. I'm the slackest blogger ever. - I guess that saying I'm the "slackest blogger ever" is a little bit extreme... The slackest blogger wouldn't even blog. I am adamant that I shall not be classified as such and so, for the purpose of my contentment, this will be considered a proper blog. Don't mess with me, yo.

Alex Lloyd - Brand New Day

When you feel as though you're falling
Every fear you can confide
When the night time is your dawning
Hard to see through troubled eyes

What you wanted so
Had to let it go

Brand new day is coming round the bend
Troubles reaching for the end
If you stray from the path my friend
I will pick you up again

Hard to wake up in the morning
Hard to see through so much light
With every dream you've had gone calling
Makes it harder to believe

What you wanted so
Had to let it go

Brand new day is coming round the bend
Troubles reaching for the end
If you stray from the path my friend
I will pick you up again
I will pick you up again
Troubles reaching for the end

Everything that starts must end
Reaching for a new beginning
Everything that starts must end
Reaching for a new beginning

Brand new day is coming round the bend
Troubles reaching for the end
If you stray from the path my friend
I will pick you up again
I will pick you up again
Troubles reaching for the end

Said I'm lonely won't you let me in
I'm longing for the day...

A Belated Happy Easter

So hopefully those bunnies have stopped laying those chocolate eggs now. What did we all get from the Easter Bunny this year? I can tell you that I got too much. I think that my metabolism will have to speed up by about 600% just so I can digest all the chocolate-y goodness.

I was able to see my family this weekend, which was really really good. I never realised how much news I miss out on when I'm not living at home. This weekend was just a big catch-up session, honestly. You know finding out the finer details of my brother and his fiancée moving to Canada this year, seeing my niece for the first time in a while, having a good chat to my brother-in-law...

The little moments in life that are truly precious.

On a more sombre note, Uni work is starting to pick up pretty swiftly. Think: The snowball rolling down the hill, gaining more speed and mass as it comes tumbling down. Now think: That same snowball being pretty substantial even before it comes hurtling down the hill. Finally, think: Me standing at the bottom of the hill, just waiting for the snowball to bowl me over. It's pretty inevitable.

Should I run further from the icy sphere, or shall I face it head-on?