Happy news.

So some pretty brilliant things went down today. First of all, I smashed out my final assignment last night, and I am officially DONE with university forever! It's exciting, but somewhat sad in a way. Another era of my life is over. I was definitely ready to leave though, after doing a semester extra than I should have, I was well and truly over attending classes and listening to douchey hipsters point out their pretentious opinions, or listening to mature aged students arguing with the tutor because they're old, and clearly know more about the world than anyone else in the room. However I will miss student life and the perks that come with it - youth allowance, going out on weekdays, cheaper everything... (wait, my student card doesn't have an expiry date! Muahaha, thanks La Trobe!)

The last thing I'll ever submit. Peace out LTU!

Anyway Kayla and I then went to get lunch at one of the uni cafe's, and the boy there made my day by bringing the price down on my meal. Bless his heart.

Nothing was more delicious than a big-ass burger to celebrate my finishing uni... The proper thing to do would have been to go and smash some beers in true graduate style.. but we had more important things to deal with and that brings me to my last BRILLIANT thing.

Earlier in the day we'd gone to a house inspection and fell in love. We were shown through an apartment above a shop on a busy street filled with cafes, grocers and random little shops. The apartment was perfect for us - newly renovated, it looked basically new. The three bedrooms were very decent sized, still had restored art-deco period features on the ceilings (which were HIGH and awesome) and the two front ones had little terrace balconies going out onto the street.

Kayla and I had a good old yarn to the agent and he was a very decent bloke - he made us feel as though we had the place secured already. The other group being shown through were three asian guys who seemed disinterested. We took some applications, went home, smashed them out, and took them straight back to the estate agent to apply.

Less than an hour later I got the call: THE APARTMENT IS OURS!!

This is our new kitchen! It's so newly reno'd that the exhaust fan still hasn't been installed, haha!

So THAT is my brilliant day! Been a while coming! I feel as though two great weights have been lifted right off my shoulders. 

Tom arrives in the country tomorrow and our household will be complete. We're going to sign the lease as soon as we get him from the airport, and then all the fun stuff like packing can begin! Hooray!

Kicking some essay butt.

I am sitting here pounding out my last bit of uni EVER! (It's a bit late, but meh.)

The topic: “The changing representations of the vampire in gothic fiction.”

Hence the Twilight. And the skittles cos they're delicious. Tomorrow, uni and I will be DONE FOR GOOD.

Filth.

Still being awake at 6am SUCKS.

I used to do it way too frequently. When I was first 18 and working I would go out most weekends and stay out until the sun was rising, then I'd wake up less than 3 hours later to go to work and I'd be fine to work all day. I cannot even fathom such behaviour now. I can still party of course, but I start to fail around the 2.30am mark. To think I would get up and work a mere 3 hours after falling into bed is insanity. Where did I find such energy?
Maybe I am getting old. Or maybe it was the fact I was still living at home and eating Mum's nutritious meals...

Anyway. Point is, it's 6am now and I haven't been to sleep, but this is because I have been pounding homework all night. My computer hasn't been working for a while (failed charger) So I've had to put off typing my assignments until I got money, to replace charger. Grrrrr.

But, the work got done. AND I am free to enjoy the company of my dad and brother, who arrive in Melbourne for a week tomorrow. Hooray!

Now, to promptly pass out. x