Guilty of Procrastination

ME: Hi, i'm Korina and i'm a procrastinater
THEM: Hello Korina
ME: What I would really like to tell you is that it has been a month since I last procrastinated but alas I am procrastinating as we speak [breaks down into tears]
HER: It's going to be alright Korina, take a deep breath [pats Korina on the back]
ME: It's just so hard! I know i'm suppose to do my homework but sometimes when I least expect it, facebook calls to me!
HIM: Don't worry, most of us have this problem.
ME: Really?
SOME OTHER PERSON: Yeah, we've all been there, I still find that I give in to Facebook sometimes.
ME: Oh right [contemplates the matter for a bit] alright then, facebook here I come. [leaves the room] 

Content

damn, it's hard to be content. you try to reach for a goal and when you finally make it, theres always something else. I never seem to be content with anything because once I finally get somewhere my goals have all changed and I no longer want to be where I am, I no longer care about what I have accomplished though it ment so much to me before. I am living the dream I had last year, but I already want something different, something I know will never ever change...

A Different Kind of Mess

Hey, I never said I was perfect! I have my imperfections, many infact. Hurt me and i'm not going stand back and let it pass, I will stomp on your foot and then probably run away from you very fast. If I don't feel like cleaning up after myself, i'm not going to; if it really bothers well then you can clean up after me otherwise just leave it - I really don't care. I'm going to experiment, I want to see what makes an explosion; I want to push my spontanious creative abilty to the edge even if it dosen't always turn out quite right. I'm not going to sit around and wait for the opportunity to find me, i'm soo not patient enough, I know what I want and i'm going to get it because i'm selfish that way. I'm not perfect, i'm a mess, a different kind of mess :)

SHAVE12

So, I finally did it! "whats that?" you might ask, well I just shaved my head! "WHAT? HOW? WHY?" I hear you ask, well I did 'Shave for Cure' in memory of my dad and for anyone else who is suffering from cancer. So pleeeeeeease donate to this cause and don't let my hair go in vain!

http://www.shaveforacure.co.nz/view_event_profile/6247

^Thats my shave profile so you can donate straight to the cause =)
This is an AMAZING charity, every cent counts people!

Laters

A Second in Eternity

"Sigh" it's just one of those days I suppose.

Spasticness!

Well hi!!! it's been waaaay too long, sorry i've been slack everyone but life has been busy!
Anywho, whats been going on you might ask? Well i've just had my first week at UCOL, and "whoa heck", it's been crazy getting all my stuff packed and moved into the hostel (day before my course starts, of course, cause I always leave everything to the last minute), 5 assesments ALREADY and it's still only the first week - "dramatic sigh". New places, new people, new everything, not to mention waaaay tooo much coffeeeee! WOW, how do I keep up???

Oh, and not only that ^, but I've been on a couple of roadtrips. Been shopping, horse riding, hiking, swimming, the whooooole she-bang, it's like been totally nuts!!! but good too and much needed =). And getting back a bit closer to home: ghost hunting, motor bike riding (sooo fun) and waaaaaay too many movies with, what you might now call, my other half because I have withdrawl symptoms everytime he leaves me :D!!

LoVe FrOm Me                                 XxXxXx!!!

Life Is Much To NOISY!

Woah! Life is pretty hectic, personally I think we're all heros for putting up with it. Wouldn't it be great if we could have a pitstop once in while, push pause on life's remote, take a break, have a Kit Kat, whatever. There are so many things on my mind and so many things to do. places to be, deadlines to meet - NOISE, thats all it is, noise all the bloody time. Life is waaaaaay to noisy. Sometimes you just want to punch it is the face and yell "shutup!", but thats metaphorically speaking so of course that never works, but we funny people keep trying anyway - try to hit thing we know can't be hit, talk to ourselves, love and devote ourselves to things that can't love back. We're strange.