a final exam paper half way done, a conclusion for global politics and another 5 000 word essay left to write, my brain is fried. balancing my bag and a fucking load of groceries while biking across amsterdam to collect a fax before heading home leaves me exhausted. trying to absorb amsterdam as much as i can is emotionally taxing as well.
multi-tasking visa applications, final papers, appointments, groceries, domestic chores (ie cooking, cleaning, vacuuming, ironing and doing the laundry) and social activities has made me a busy woman. terribly reminiscent of the days in australia were every semester was filled with so much administrative work due to my applications to france and then amsterdam and then more visa-applying, flight-booking and packing to do.
on one hand, i'm terribly used to doing everything myself, from red tape to cleaning the bloody toilet. on the other i enjoy being pampered, like any other person.
sigh, nothing surprises me anymore and i can't help but roll my eyes at peers who have just discovered independence.
make me shut up already.
multi-tasking visa applications, final papers, appointments, groceries, domestic chores (ie cooking, cleaning, vacuuming, ironing and doing the laundry) and social activities has made me a busy woman. terribly reminiscent of the days in australia were every semester was filled with so much administrative work due to my applications to france and then amsterdam and then more visa-applying, flight-booking and packing to do.
on one hand, i'm terribly used to doing everything myself, from red tape to cleaning the bloody toilet. on the other i enjoy being pampered, like any other person.
sigh, nothing surprises me anymore and i can't help but roll my eyes at peers who have just discovered independence.
make me shut up already.
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