Like a hyper-active kid pumped full of sugar

By Lauren Roodt

Ok so it has been brought to my attention that I failed to complete me duties as a professional blogger ( yes, now that I can proudly say that I am in the top three blogs of my journ class I do consider myself a pro- sorry Sim but I am gonna boast!).

Once upon a time I promised that I would tell you the story of my community service and of our res awards evening. Well, that's old news now and it would be a painful and embarrassing time to conjure back the memories of scrubbing walls and of being awarded the "Studious Sex Slave" award. Now before you jump to conclusions about my sexual habits, read my opinion piece.

Anyway... yesterday was the last day of lecturers for first year! Can I get an AMEN! No more assignments, no more tuts, no more essays and no more walking to class in the rain. But with every good thing there is a bad. In ten days my exams start. Caution- you are about to enter a high stress zone. But this sort of stress is different. It's tollerable. And the knowledge that you will be going home in 18 days is enough to make me fly through like a hyper-active kid pumped full of sugar.

But today I have promised myself some precious "me time". Movies, nail polish, Sharks rugby, tai food and my girls. A small chunk of heaven has landed in my lap. And boy am I going to milk it for all it's worth!