You Know What Your Problem Is?

While that may be the most annoying question in the world, this time I'm saying it about myself. I am too much of a rut person. That's right. I like habits, I think I am a highly addictive person (like, me to things, not that people get addicted to me), and it eventually throws me off. It starts off small: I like vanilla custard craze yoghurt. Well, it's six months later and buying berry crumble rocks my world. That's a good rut. I change it up, good things happen.

But.

For the past [insert however long I've been here], I have worked out on an almost daily basis, I have eaten rather healthily, I read all the articles I was supposed to and took notes, I have taken multivitamins, paid my bills on time, kept my flat (relatively) clean, cooked nice veggie crammed meals, gone to almost every single class (even though that would appear to be only a suggestion), and made leaps and bounds in saving money (for me). Lately, I have kept to Kelley's brilliant plan of writing 1000 words a day to keep deadlines at bay. And you know what? I am tired of it. Time for a new rut. I want to run away into the mountains and go camping and read books and just hang out until schools starts up again in February. I want to eat nothing but Toffee Pops (chocolate/caramel cookies) and salt and vinegar chips and sit on my butt doing nothing. I want to get a new tattoo or piercing to remind that "I am too a rebel!" I want to eat fine cheese and drink fine wine and scoff at the people busily rushing off to their jobs.

But.

I have a month and a half of school left. I have deadlines that need to be finished with a bit of ferocity. This is perhaps the most pivotal month of school all year and I hit apathy right about... now. I've never had good timing, but at least Fiji is in the middle of that month and a half. And back to the library I go.