I'm terrible

I'm really bad at managing blogging and uni. When there's uni, I just completely neglect my blog whereas when I don't have uni (ie I'm on holidays), I remember my poor abandoned blog. I really really want to try to make consistent posts. Initially, when I decided to start blogging again, I had very unrealistic expectations. I thought I could do two posts a week but that's just not going to happen if I'm being honest. So, I'll aim lower this time with at least one post every fortnight.

Another change that will be happening is that this is not going to be a dedicated book blog anymore. I'll still primarily talk about books as that is my one true love (i'm so sad, i know) but I'll sprinkle in some other cool (in my humble opinion) things as well like maybe my sewing projects, baking, my life, etc. The etc. is added to add an element of mystery, so now you're hooked and you're gonna want to keep on visiting this blog. Boom. Presto. Blog magic.

To get into the hang of blogging again, I'll start with a simple post. I'll catch you guys up on what I've been doing for the past 8 months or so. I'm looking through Carousel to remind myself what I have done....what is this terrible memory of mine.

I am done with second year!!! *pops confetti* There were lots of notes made, lots of studying and an insane amount of chocolate consumed.

I started journalling again. I mean, I have always journalled but in the past few years they weren't as 'artistic', they were just entries with huge chunks of paragraphs. Before, I used to do a lot of doodling and drawing and painting. I made more of a conscious effort to include more drawings/art in my journal. Mainly, I was inspired by the painting class I took in the summer and thejournalclub.tumblr.com.

I read books and visited bookstores. The two bookstore pictured are City Basement Books near Flinders and Book Book at Brunswick.

Many hours were spent on the train. I like taking the train. Yeah, sometimes during rush hour it gets so packed and it's really uncomfortable to be sandwiched between two sweaty men but I enjoy observing the myriad of characters I see on the train. I love telling train stories. If you have any train related stories, please share them ASAP!!!

I also learned how to use the sewing machine!!! And I made things!!! I'm proud of myself!!! I also realised that I love going to the fabric store. Who knew looking at fabrics could bring me such joy?!?! Did I ever envision myself as someone who would love going to fabric stores? No, I did not. But do I regret loving fabric stores? Heck no!!! (my my wallet does though).

I went to the National Gallery with my friends. Art was seen and immersed in. Felt inadequate at the display of such beautiful things, questioned my own ability to create such things. Ultimately, art made me feel lots of things.