Honey, I’m Home!

Oh my goodness, I cannot believe that it’s been 5 weeks since I last wrote here.  Have you missed me?  I bet you haven’t!  I sure have missed you though- going a little bit stir crazy up in my head!  Look at all this punctuation, can you tell that I’m excited to be back blogging?! (Oh how I wish for an interrobang right now)

This is me so much right now.
This is me so much right now.

I know you don’t care about my painfully prolonged absence, but I am going to tell you about it anyway.  I told myself that I wasn’t allowed to write until I had finished my HND, the plan being that it would prevent me from procrastinating and I would finish my coursework at lightning speed.  I even moved my notebook and pen out of my bed and put them in such a safe place that I have still to locate them.  So no writing = Studious Kirsty? No.  It just lead to more time on Facebook/Twitter/Youtube/Tumblr/general interwebz, watching TV and Whatsapping people. Seriously, my procrastination got so desperate I WhatsApp’d my friend just to tell her I had put socks on.  I spent a lot of time at work too. WorkWorkWork. TaxTaxTax. It finally happened this week though- I got the stressed out phonecall from college looking for that final essay (which I had managed to misplace in the midst of my procrastination) and I succumbed.  By succumbed, I mean freaked the Hell out and spent three and a half hours this morning refreshing my e-mails (literally about every 30 seconds) just to make sure she had got it and there was nothing else to fix. If you didn’t see my Twitter, I was in full meltdown. Then came the e-mail to say that I had passed – SO HAPPY.

Fabulous e-mail.  Beautiful e-mail. Bestest e-mail.
Fabulous e-mail. Beautiful e-mail. Bestest e-mail.
This one time my lecturer told me that she knew when I was stressed because there were fleeting moments when I'd look like a deer in the head lights.  Maybe just as well she doesn't know this was me for the whole 2 years.
This one time my lecturer told me that she knew when I was stressed because there were fleeting moments when I’d look like a deer in the head lights. Maybe just as well she doesn’t know this was me for the whole 2 years.

 

I have so much to share with you all, but I was so stressed last night that I only slept for 3 hours, so now I’m going to bed! Goodnight wonderful people xxx

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