to do:

I'm just having a cup of tea before I go to bed. It's lovely. But I've been thinking...I don't feel very organised lately. I had very high ambitions at the beginning of the year that it was going to be a very organised kind of year for me. And it certainly started off that way. But as these things tend to do, it seemed to slip away until I'm feeling the dispare of disorganisation again. So, in hope of salvaging the time I have lost while being disorganised, I need a plan. Hence, tomorrow I will start sorting through some things, organise my papers and update my diary and to-do list!

p.r.o.c.r.a.s.t.i.n.a.t.i.o.n.

Yesterday I didn't have any classes. Yay! Unfortunately, I procrastinated with an assignment I was meaning to work on. Unfortunately, good intentions aren't ever enough. *Sigh* If only assignments could write themselves. My mother had the morning off from work too, so I agreed to join her and one of our friends for a coffee at a local garden centre. I reasoned that I was procrastinating in any case so I might as well be doing something like spending quality time with my mum and our friend! I had never been to this particular cafe before and was pleasantly surprised at how lovely it was. Set in the midst of a garden centre, it was so peaceful. We spent a good hour (or two) talking and enjoying our coffee, well I had tea actually. We were even visited by the resident cat. He was a cutie. And playful too.

See what I mean?

Well, I'm off to carry on with that assignment...

an introduction.

Meet Daisy.

She's our beautiful black labrador of 10 years. She had just been to the groomers for a bath when I took this picture of her earlier this week. Isn't she gorgeous?! She looks so happy. I think it's because she got to ride in the car. Funny story actually, when I picked her up and put her in the car, but the time I got round to the drivers door she had jumped across onto the drivers seat. Ha, I don't know how we would have got home if I hadn't shooed her back to the passenger's side. I only wish I had the camera on hand then. It certainly would have captured a memorable "silly dog" moment.

where the heart is.

Home. Is such a nice place to be. There is no place on earth like it. I never realise how much I love being home than when I return from being away. Just recently, I came home after being away for a little more than a month. As much as I love being away, exploring other places and pursuing things in life that enrich my experiences of the world and myself as a person, I love that feeling of getting home. It's a beautiful feeling. It all starts the day before (or maybe a few days before;) I leave. The anticipation of travelling back is just lovely. It's not a feeling of wanting to be home now, but rather the lingering knowledge that the comfort and security of home is just around the corner. And then the actual journey itself is one of my favourite parts. It's an adventure without the "fear" of the unknown. I know what home is like, I love what home is like, and the knowledge of its warmth and welcome awaiting my return makes my travel back oh, the more sweet. Upon arrival, I love the feeling of familiarity. It's my very own peice of paradise. A quiet space to get away from the world. A secret place. Just for me and the ones I love best of all.

pardon my absence.

Where have I been?
It's been soooooo long since I've posted anything, I was beginning to think that I wouldn't. I'm not even going to look at the date of my last post. It's too scary to think how long ago that was! I don't think anyone will really care what has happened in the months since then but I'm sure I do. But wait, I already know. It's stored somewhere up there in that brain of mine. I think there is just too much to even begin to tell what's happened in my life since my last post. So, I think there is nothing for it but to begin afresh. Better now than never. And besides, there's really not that much exciting about my life at the moment. It's all quite...normal. And quiet. I'm on holiday for one more week and then it's back to the university for me. Not to say that the coming week won't mean study. Oh well, the idea is nice. At least I don't have to sit in lectures with my brain turning to mush either out of sheer boredom or information overload!
At least I'm back.