A very busy few days

If you know me any meaningful amount, you will probably be well acquainted with the notion that I am one busy young lady. I study at two different institutions, I am constantly booked and busy with a whole slew of side gigs, yet I somehow still manage to maintain a fulfilling social life atop it all. What can I say, I have a 40-hour day that I don’t hesitate to make the most of. I am not even going to pretend to be humble here; we all know the grueling torments false modesty leads to, and that is a rabbit hole I am not ready to go down.

But well… this last week has been busy. Too busy for my liking. Between personal affairs, academic ones, and trying to keep up with social duties, I am tired. And I mean, it’s plain fair; I’m only human, after all! As much as I would like to be the post-human figure I aspire to be and prefer to present myself as, that just isn’t happening anytime in this life, or timeline at large…

Why am I even writing this out? I’ve no clue, my dear reader. Perhaps I need to get it all off my chest? Or I by some random whim wish to share the lowly events of my vaguely interesting life? I just feel this odd compulsion, desperately tugging away at my spiritual being, chanting “Write, write, write!” as if it is some simple task that my far removed spirit can take on on a sudden caprice. But well, I have to feed the beast. I have to oil the machine. Only then will I be freed of this misery, and allowed to rest once again. It is the mere fitting closure to the aforedescribed hectic circumstances; my soul shall soon be able to loaf about for the first time in a hot minute.

So, what has happened? A lot. For starters, this last Thursday I was performing vendorship duties at a bazaar held on the backyard of my university faculty’s building. I was selling CDs of all three of my albums, to frankly negligible avail. But that is alright! It was a new and amusing experience, for sure – one that I would be interested in partaking in again. I was accompanied by two dear friends for the entire duration of the day (both of whom will receive an email of this very post, for they’re subscribed to my newsletter; hi!), and we did, indeed, have a lot of fun! Extended hangout, yay! I was exhausted by the end of the day, but regardless, no regrets there (considering a very long sleep ensued). In any case, here is a picture of the joint stand me and my friend Aris hosted;

Consequently, I skipped class on Friday. Didn’t show up at all. Didn’t want to. Don’t care. #yolo.

Following a pretty sweet weekend, this week started off on a pretty horrifying note – something I, for better or for worse, had zero control over. Beginning on Monday (AKA yesterday), I had a presentation to deliver in one of my university classes. No biggie, right? One would be wrong to assume that – the horrors were unfathomable, and there was no saving it. My colleague and I totally blew it. As a matter of fact, we fucked up so bad, that the course instructor felt the need to email us at 5am (6 hours before the presentation was due) asking us to “reconsider” and “alter the script”. But given it was 5am and the both of us were very much asleep, we didn’t get a chance to do so – so we just did the presentation as originally intended, to mixed reactions by the crowd – and strictly negative ones from the instructor herself. All of the above is to say; we’re fucked. Wish us luck, we very much do need that passing grade!

Soon as that emotional rollercoaster was over with, we had a new mammoth challenge to face; a midterm exam for my poetry class. I studied a fair amount, and so I guess I did good… But I tie the knot on knowing until I get my corrected paper back. I shall just wait and see, I suppose!

Today? I just sat through a class, now I’ll study a bit (there’s bit fair amount of material to catch up with, seeing as I haven’t been regularly studying for anything other than the most pressing of matters – see presentation and midterms exams – as of late), and in the afternoon I have a date to go on (because as is well established, girls love my autistic rizz).

… I suppose that’s all. The next few days will be much more laid-back, for I won’t have anything particularly major to deal with. Just a bit of studying here and there, lots and lots of sleep, and lots and lots indulging in hobbies as a means of relaxing.

And, you know, Easter break is coming up soon! I’ve been rehearsing in preparation for recording my next album, so I will be sure to continue doing just that. I’m wishing for many seaside walks amidst the spring breeze, seeing my family (my younger brother is coming to visit me next week!), and listening to music as much as my will permits me to; which is a lot. Like, way too much.

And that, ladies, gentlemen, and theys, is all! How are you doing? Leave a comment and let me know.

This is Silia, signing off. Sending much love to the world! I’ll see you all soon. Toodeloo!