Red Velvet

I REALLY REALLY WANT A RED VELVET CUPCAKE!!

Now that's out of my system, I feel slightly better. I still want one though. From what I've found on the internet though, I can't buy a half dozen here in Perth without ordering a whole dozen or more a month in advance. And I have no time to cook any, provided that I can find all the ingredients in the recipe that Viv so kindly sent me.

So, I guess I'm going to continue to want one for the next god-knows-how-long it takes me to save up some dollars and order a dozen from the website I found! I guess I'll have to clear up some freezer space too, so that I can freeze those that won't get eaten in the first half hour of their arrival!

Uni is nearly over for semester one - wow. I'm one semester down, only 7 left to go. Well, actually, it's probably going to be 8 since I can't pick up another minor unit next semester to catch me back up. Yikes. Scary thought, that. But even through the stress, I've had fun. I've made some new friends, who will hopefully carry over the rest of Uni at least. Knowing my luck, though, they're not going to hang around. I'm a little on the weird side, I will admit.

Stress... wow... I wish I'd known how to deal with that a bit better. I managed to delete half of my final big EDU essay (worth 60% of my final marks for the unit) at 10pm the night before I had to hand it in. The entirety of my introduction, my references, plus another two paragraphs from the body. I had emailed what I'd written, mostly the body, to a friend of mine to check my grammar and layout. When she emailed it back to me, I opened a 'read only' copy, and finished my essay in that read only copy. I then closed it. I lost all of it. Well, all that I'd just typed up. I could still get into the email to get what Elle had emailed back to me.

I sat in shock for about 10 minutes. Then the panic set it. I looked through the entire computer system, every file and folder I could find. Then, I lost it. I sat there, crying my eyes out. Monty and Pirate were looking at me, wondering what they'd done wrong. I couldn't move for another ten minutes. It was the worst feeling of my life. All the work I did on the assignment, I felt it was all for nothing.

I tried to start rewriting straight away. BIG mistake. I couldn't have written how to walk up the stairs, let alone rewrite an introduction, and everything else that I'd lost. So, finally remembering what my high school teachers had taught me, I stopped entirely. I watched an episode of 'Glee' that I'd downloaded. I forgot all about it. Then I started the rewrite.

I know it was no way near as good as the first one I'd written, but I did what I could, and now there is nothing I can do to change what was done. This was last Thursday, a week ago, that I handed my essay in. That same Thursday, I was pulled up on the way to the Inspection Site to get an extension on my car's defect notice. I didn't have the paperwork, so I was given a $600 fine and 3 demerit points. I also managed to tear my little toe back to the bone. It was NOT a good day.

But anyway, that'll do for now. I guess I went a bit overboard with the ranting. Meh. It's my life, my opinions, and my values that matter to me. You don't like it? I don't care.