intern update

Oh, universe. You heard my agonies of indecision between Canberra and Sydney, didn't you? HAHA. HILARIOUS.

My NSW intern offer is for Wollongong, which is an hour south of Sydney and therefore a fair way north of Canberra (2.5 hours by car). There are lots of good points about it -- the training program itself looks great, I must say, and it's a very pretty little coastal city with muuuuch cheaper rent than Sydney itself -- but Facebook is full of people cheering about their city placements, so I'm retaining the right to feel a bit sullen.

Second-round offers from Canberra haven't come out yet, either, so I have nine days in which to sit on my hands and play the waiting game.

Fear not, Sydneysiders -- I'll be heading up most weekends for food adventures and socialising, I'm sure :)

OOPS

To distract myself from overthinking the whole intern placement debacle I have been reading Ray Bradbury and T.S. Eliot in approximately equal measure, meaning that right now the inside of my head is sublime but absolutely spinning. On top of that I've had Sassoon's 'Everyone Sang' beating around my brain and trying out different rhythms since last night.

So now I am drinking Baileys neat in order to calm the words the words the words the words down. (THE SINGING WILL NEVER BE DONE.)

Excellent life decisions Fahye.

TRULY EXCELLENT.