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Oh dear. Oh dear oh dear oh dear. Study week? Not good.

As of today, I have not been outside my flat for 3 whole days. It might not seem that long to you, but to me it’s like I’ve been inside for three months instead of three days. I think I might be losing my mind, wandering about the tiny space of the apartment singing at the top of my voice and probably scaring the neighbours. Not to mention that daylight hurts my eyes more than sunlight hurts the skin of those good old-fashioned vampires that don’t sparkle. My curtains remain closed throughout the day, and all I do is sit on my bed with a cup of coffee/tea/hot chocolate with my eyes glued to the computer screen.

I think it might have been on Saturday that I was starting to wonder why my eyes were so red and sore, and I just felt like sleeping all the time. After two more days of the same agony I was getting severely frustrated with this problem, because it just gave me another reason to ignore what I was supposed to be doing, which was to study for my exam and to write an essay. That evening I had a minor epiphany. I just need to mention at this point that it had been raining for a good week or so when this happened, and all of a sudden I realised that, 'Hello, I’m allergic to dust mites', and the allergy is only really a hassle during the winter months and when the humidity is extra high. So, problem solved. I downed one of my allergy pills and, just like that, my vision improved and I could stay awake for a whole day again. Sweet as.

But being able to stay awake was also a bad thing. You see, I stay up really late every night, attempting to work on my essay after I’ve spent most of the day putting it off and then, when it’s really time to go to sleep, I feel bad about not having done anything that day, and write a couple of words on my essay draft before going to bed. And when I’m finally under the sheets, I open Harry Potter and begin to read. Good idea, right? To try to right my wrongs I’ve been setting my alarm to 9am every morning, only to hit the snooze button innumerable times before finally turning it off, and then waking up much later on just to discover that it’s half past 11. This has been happening every day for about a week now, and this morning I surpassed myself. I was all set to have an early rise, but then the same thing happened: snooze x infinite, turn it off, go back to sleep, wake up – ten to twelve?!? Whoa… I then had a thought that it was lucky that my meeting with the people who run the flat I’m moving to in just over a week’s time is tomorrow and not today, because I wouldn’t be able to even get down to their offices in ten minutes, let alone get dressed and presentable first. I then proceeded to get up, make coffee and settle down with my computer, when my cellphone rang… I quickly recognised the number – it was the rental company. I looked at the time and saw that it was 12.20pm, then tentatively picked up the phone and answered it. After the hello’s, the guy at the other end reminded me of a meeting that was scheduled for today at noon about the room at 9 Vogel St, and my heart sank. I was pretty confident that he said Thursday when we scheduled the meeting last week, but I just apologised and told him that I had put the meeting down on Thursday for some reason… So he asked me if I was available at the same time tomorrow, which of course I am, because that’s when I imagined the meeting to be in the first place. Phew, is all I can say. Although I’m still rather embarrassed and feel stupid for making such a blatant mistake.

So what I seem to be doing during study week is sleep and eat. Whenever I attempt to do something productive, my eyelids grow heavy and not even all the coffee in Wellington would be able to keep me on the right track. And now I’m just dying to go for a run or a walk, but I know that if I leave the flat I will easily stay outside for several hours and waste away another day. But today I WILL work on my essay. I can feel it. Maybe it’s the sun that does it. We’ve had sh*t weather for ages now, and seeing some blue sky really motivates me, for some reason. So off I go, to write my last Media101 essay.

It’s going to be awesome.