It's a sad day when you type the letter 'blo' into your search bar on your web browser and it doesn't autofill with the remaining 'gger.com'. Arrrr, I am so sorry that I have been the most inconsistent internet person you have ever known. Let me tell you something though; university is as hectic as anyone told me. "Wait, UNIVERSITY?!" You say. Heck yeah, this baby is getting her quality tertiary education!!
So as many of you know, I was constantly complaining about how many exams I was doing last year. The reason for that was because it was my final year of high school (i.e. year 12, senior year, last year of university I think for my people in the UK), and those exams would ultimately dictate (although it would not have been the be all and end all) what university and courses I would gain acceptance into. Hallelujah! That milestone is over, and my stress and hard work was rewarded when I immediately got acceptance into one of my desired courses in one of my desired universities. However, little did I know that that was definitely not going to be the end of my university acceptance journey.
After dwelling on this initial acceptance, which was into a Media (Communications and Journalism) degree at University of New South Wales, for a few weeks I woke one day to see a new acceptance under my University Admissions Centre app (thanks UAC for giving me one good resource in my HSC journey). Wait, what was that? The late Zaha Hadid ringing from her beautiful headstone (no disrespect, this women will forever be one of my idols)? No? My modern design aspiration Ian Moore? No? Maybe Le Corbusier whispering in my ear his secrets of Chandigarh?
For those of you who haven't caught on yet: I'M STUDYING ARCHITECTURE! And not just this, but in the best architecture school in the nation of Australia. I am a happy Jan. I am the happiest Jan. I am the happiest me, because I feel like I am finally in the exact place I am meant to be in this point in my life. That is - exhausted, getting approximately five hours of sleep a night on average, hardly maintaining an eating routine and loving every single freaking minute of it!
This routine has been put on pause for the minute and in good timing too, because I don't think I'm meant to be awake at three every night. I am on semester break! This means two things: parties and time to take a few breathers. I'm hoping those breathers will give me time to write for you. As promised on Twitter, here's my blog post for you on this fine Tuesday (which I've spent watching Clueless and Grimm, brushing my pup, taking him for a walk and making food). I'll be popping back soon, and I hope you will too.
Much love,
Duchess
