It's pronounced "Dead MOUSE" not "Dead MAU Five"

Did that make me sound like Hermione?

Yeah. That was totally a, "It's Wingardium LeviOHsa, not LevioSAH" moment.

Anyway. Today is a much better day. It may have something to do with my normally unruly hair cooperating and anxiety medication, but I'm not saying either way.

That's the beauty of struggle. With the steps back come steps forward. Is that too Yoda for 9AM?

So today is the first day back to school after winter break. I know, because there was a sudden influx of sad looking kids in snowsuits shuffling around outside. I know that sad look well. It's one that says, "Really? I'm waking up at 7AM again to go sit in a stinky classroom? God, why hast thou forsaken me?"

It's one that every high school student wears on a daily basis.

And we thought we were excited to grow up. Pshaw.

As per my early morning routine, I'm trying to avoid having to do anything productive. So, I thought that I'd give you my late new years resolutions.

Ready?

1. Finally become able to distinguish between English and Australian accents.

2. Always carry a book in my purse so that in awkward situations, I don't have to pretend like I'm texting someone.

3. Get up the sack to get on an airplane. Not actually fly anywhere, just get the balls to.

5. Convince my mother that Moleskines are good investments.

6. Find a perfume that doesn't smell like pee the second it hits my skin.

7. Widen my collection of hipster jewellery. Forever 21 will work.

8. Sell my hand in marriage for just enough to get the monarch butterfly tattoo I've been wanting for two years.

9. Bet you didn't notice there was no #4.

10. Bet you just looked.

Happy Late New Years!

Love,
Megan