Number Seventeen: Sales

So I'm confused.

Right at this moment, children are running into Officeworks and picking out Bratz pencilcases and Harry Potter backpacks and Faber-Castel texters. I remember indulging in this process for thirteen years of my life, however now find myself at a loss. What am I meant to go buy for Uni? I think this year I'll have to go a little easier on the colour-coded notepads and highlighters. But maybe I will need all those things, plus more. Who is to judge, really? I always seem to over compensate on stationary and the like when the back-to-school sales are on. I buy a year diary and deck it out in all of my details, colour-code it out into weeks, write everyone's Birthdays in it... I'm very good at tricking myself into a false sense of security regarding my work ethic for the year ahead.

However, I am determined to make this year my most organised. I am determined to stay motivated for more than 2 weeks. I can see myself falling into old habits of last-minute jobs, but I was told by a UTS advisor that this characteristic is a vivd strength of journalists so perhaps I shouldn't change my ways at all. It is hard to know how to prepare for such a different environment, but I'm thinking I should go in over-prepared so I'm not dealt any unsettling surprises.

I also might go check out the sales later on this week. There's always a bargin to be found; usually on an item that you'll buy on impulse and only use once. To tame the beast of consumerism is to restrict personality.

According to the sales assistants, that is.



Lovemeg