The new school term has begun, and I think I stepping into a whole new (and last) set of scholastic challenges on my wrong foot!

I overslept my nap and missed the bidding for tutorials round 1A.

I still have yet to settled my last required Independent Study Module, being rejected and tossed by my professors left, right and centre.

My proposal for my Honours Thesis has yet to be approved.

My room is in a mess (and I just spent an hour clearing it up).

I have yet to do my customary semester planning i.e. put up all sorts of mahjong paper depicting unintelligible hieroglyphics only the likes of me can understand.

I have yet to set goals that I will barely achieve.

I have yet to decide if I want to row competitively in March.

I am having hives right now and my hands and legs are dotted with hydrocortisone.

I have yet to do laundry.

I cant decide whether to appreciate what I have or pursue something I wonder if it would come to fruition. And I know I am not allowed to have both.

The great thing about all this, is that everything is only for now. the good and the bad. Especially the bad, because this too shall pass.

And I have the soundtrack of Avenue Q and High Society's Lust to keep me company, when no one else can.