There are two girls in the computer room: The blond and the Maori. The blond is discussing how her boyfriend tried to commit suicide. I’m really amused and in a great mood. I don’t know why. I am confronted with too many living options. Two places in Palmerston North, two in Wellington, one in Hamilton. So I have an adventure trip where I know I have to sit on my back and finish my essay. Twenty books need to be read than maybe I’ll go to Melbourne for a visit.
My essay needs a definite start and a conclusion. And a pregnant middle full of other people’s ‘quotes’. Part of the bloody deal. The references have to be APA or ‘American Psychological Association’ style. I need some water so be back in a few minutes.