A Fine Frenzy

In the hypnotic lull of the rain, copious essays surrounding me, multiple drafts scrawled with coloured textas and arrows and A Fine Frenzy on repeat; the reality of uni life is becoming a mundane acceptance. I'm finally slowly beginning to develop a rhythm to what I'm doing, re-discovering that lame sense of learning that's been absent for a solid half a year now. 

Slowly coming back

Hopefully this post marks the slow and steady return back to blogging. My days are slowly filled with anxious frustration concerning what it is I know I have to do and having the time and willpower to get it done. In the past two weeks my little bubble of ignorance has been shattered - by no means was I spoonfed information and content during high school; but the content was so much easier to grasp. My core international and global studies unit is the most convoluted and earth-shatteringly hard thing I've studied for a long while; all I can say is I'm looking forward to catching up and reading this week's required reading because it's something that I'm very interested about aka. the relationship of economic ties between foreign nations and globalisation VS the political economic theory that I'm drowning in right now. This week has seen me work a mind blowing 5 days, where on two nights I got home just a little past 11 after an afternoon/night of work, completely die in my first tute, realise how absolutely dull every single lecture (except INGS and Chinese) is, and decide after due consideration that I'm swapping in my le Pliage for a Herschel backpack.

I think I might call it a night.

xx

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