I tend to be a pretty serious person. Anyone who knows me will probably roll their eyes at that statement, cause look – I do crack a lot of jokes. But I think a lot. Kind of non-stop. It’s really easy to cracks some jokes. But it feels pretty terrible when you feel like a joke.
I’ve been having a problem at work, and I’m certain that it is my own fault. I’ll be happily sitting at my own desk, typing away, working hard, headphones in and music bumping. Next thing I know, a soft mist is falling on my hair. Today, Tash, who sits beside me, literally had to spray me with whiteboard marker to get my attention. Turns out, she had been calling out to me for a couple of minutes. I just wasn’t prepared for an interruption.
If you’re anything like me, you’re so thankful lecturers are finally giving you a break from reading pages and pages each week, you’ve stepped outside for the first time this week and what’s better you can start answering ‘yes’ to those text messages from friends, asking ‘can we hang out?’ This, my dear friends is called a…. Mid-year break!
Birthdays have always been super exciting to me. I always make sure to remind people on New Year’s Eve that it’s 10 days until I’m another year older. It’s not that I’m trying to get a few more presents, I’m just kind of hooked on the excitement and anticipation (okay, and the presents). Which is why I love celebrating Pentecost.