Whew. It’s been a while
since I have posted, but time has gotten away from me these past few weeks. The
end of a school week is always a struggle. By Friday night, my to-do lists are overflowing
with tasks, and there’s just so little time to work with. People tell me that studying
in Australia is easy, but Monash here didn’t apparently get the memo. Between
juggling my studies, handling my own finances and groceries, planning and
cooking for myself every meal, life isn’t the breeze it should be, and I have a
new-found appreciation for my family back in Singapore.
In all honesty, I
probably enjoyed groceries shopping more than the next college student. Deep-down,
I am a penny-pinching ah ma who loves
doing groceries and comparing prices. Groceries runs are what we do for fun
around here. What’s this? Peanut butter
for half price? I’ll take two, and make twice the savings. Woolworth has a
special on Twining’s tea this week? We are so going there instead of our usual Coles. But just look at the price of
a chicken in Woolworth. It’s outrageous. We’ll just swing by Aldi on the way
out. Yes, it’s on the way. Of course. As long as we take the long way around.
Because I have the
working memory span of a goldfish, I developed a recent habit of keeping
lists of everything that is going on in my life, and crossing each one off as I
go about my week. It’s a relief to write out all the tasks nigging at me from
the back of my brain onto a physical list, and to free up some much-needed
working memory. But several times, I have a suspicion that that I’m spending
more time organising my lists than doing actual work. And crossing one task off
the list isn’t as fulfilling as I would have thought it would be when I
simultaneously add three more.
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| Drip drip. You should be studying. Drip drip. |
