Hello Blog, I did not realize you were still here. So I've not posted here for a while. I'm still posting to my fiction blog semi-regularly. In fact I just uploaded a interesting short fic of mixed genre. Horror and romance. Tragic sort of course. Horror and romance do not work otherwise. If I ever post the sequel (after substantial revision because that shit ain't pg13) I can have my own Zombie adventure!! ^-^ Okay, okay, I spend entirely too much time on the Zombie genre. The better part is I still haven't figured out the appeal of a zombie apocalypse. Is it because the bad guys are so piss-easy to take care of but the world still descends into an anarchist paradise? Or maybe its the sheer gore, and tragic horror factor of your own family rising from the dead with an insatiable hunger for your brains. God knows. At least I get the desire to write a romance once in awhile.
Sooooooooo, why am I actually here today..... Hahahahahahaha.... I have an assignment due in the morning and I'm no where near done. Therefore I plan on a night of frantic writing interspersed with escapism!!!! YAY. And don't I need it at the moment.. I've been down to my specialist soooo many times recently. The trips to Brisbane are exhausting... I lose not just the days on the road, and the days there, but also a day or two when I get back home because I'm sooo fricken tired. -_- I've spent more time sleeping then working this term. It's been worse since the Dr switched up my pain meds. Chronic pain + fatigue = poor sleep, poor focus, and brain dead Stephy. I'm so glad that the term is over at the end of Oct. I can finally have a break that I've been needing since January. -_- To Quote Marvin "Life, don't talk to me about life..."
Kay, brain, I need one thing from you!!! Help me get my bloody assessments FINITO.
Crazy Beans Out.
Sunday 23 October 2016
Wednesday 2 March 2016
This funny old thing we call life.
I seem to spend most of my life in transitory periods, living through one period of change to another. For awhile this made me feel pretty aimless, as even if I had made a decision, situations change around me and I'm in a lurch fighting to keep up and get ahead. The past 18 months have been particularly interesting to experience, though I'd have much rather watched it from the side-lines the live though it; particular that nasty biochemical depression that occurred after the neuro finished cutting the hole in my head. Actual Depression + Biochemical Depression = not fun, usually suicidal. I think sometimes part of my brain has defaulted to pretending it all happened to someone else. A brain tumor, break up, death of a family member, moving home because of medical dependency on others will all do that to you. I'm just happy I'm past the stage when I wake gasping for breath because I think I'm dying in my sleep, or in tears for no reason, or momentary sleep paralysis (which I really want to see a neuropsychologist about) have diminished to almost never with the exception of the final one. I think my endocrine system has finally recovered from the steroids as well. Back to normal PCOS symptons. It's bad when you just dream about snuggling in, nice and warm, when you're already in bed! lol Fantastic dream, then I wake up because of head, side, back and period pains!
Of course I don't make things easy for myself. I'm starting my social work placement this coming week. With under 25s at that! What a learning curve. I took on an addition elective this semester so I have two theory modules to along side the 30 hour per week prac. I'm now able to process the adoption paperwork for RSPCA so now I do more for them. Fortunately I've cut my news articles down to fortnightly and will be letting my WIN project officer know I'll be working for 4 months so won't be helping with playgroup. I also survived my week long intensive at the Gold Coast Campus 8-4 while still going back to backpackers and finishing assessments - one of which I got an 82% on! My brain works so much better without the pressure. :) Things are going well at the moment so fingers crossed its stays that way.
Course some days it dosen't take much to sour the my mood. I spotted college humour posting a collecting of live tweets from a twitter account of a couple breaking up because of hodkins lymphoma. Real or fake, it's a pretty insensitive thing to post. In fairness to college humour I think they were trying to illustrate how cruel people can be but as someone who's been through it, having your privacy breached like that can make the humiliation and pain that bit worse. I noticed they took the post down rather quickly after I commented that it was rather insensitive whether the tweets were a hoax or not. Besides, even if they're only sharing something that's already posted on the internet they may face legal repercussions. So it made no sense to post it in the first place.
On a brighter note, I've produced some new poems, and new flash fiction.
Of course I don't make things easy for myself. I'm starting my social work placement this coming week. With under 25s at that! What a learning curve. I took on an addition elective this semester so I have two theory modules to along side the 30 hour per week prac. I'm now able to process the adoption paperwork for RSPCA so now I do more for them. Fortunately I've cut my news articles down to fortnightly and will be letting my WIN project officer know I'll be working for 4 months so won't be helping with playgroup. I also survived my week long intensive at the Gold Coast Campus 8-4 while still going back to backpackers and finishing assessments - one of which I got an 82% on! My brain works so much better without the pressure. :) Things are going well at the moment so fingers crossed its stays that way.
Course some days it dosen't take much to sour the my mood. I spotted college humour posting a collecting of live tweets from a twitter account of a couple breaking up because of hodkins lymphoma. Real or fake, it's a pretty insensitive thing to post. In fairness to college humour I think they were trying to illustrate how cruel people can be but as someone who's been through it, having your privacy breached like that can make the humiliation and pain that bit worse. I noticed they took the post down rather quickly after I commented that it was rather insensitive whether the tweets were a hoax or not. Besides, even if they're only sharing something that's already posted on the internet they may face legal repercussions. So it made no sense to post it in the first place.
On a brighter note, I've produced some new poems, and new flash fiction.
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