365 days.
This town's skipping like a record
Reruns get me so bored
So with enough that I can afford
Lets get lost
Again
1. Most people, most of the time, are monumentally idiotic. Case in point: forcing your fourteen year old daughter to be strapped to a lie detector and answer personal, probing questions knowing that she had been sexually assaulted two years previous. Oh, and let’s broadcast it on a fucking radio show!
2. Censorship pisses me off more than almost any other issue. Are Kyle & Jackie O bogan shock jocks with nothing to say and even less decorum or sense of common decency? Yes. Should they be taken off air? No. I don’t like them, so I don’t listen to them. It really is as simple as that.
3. Questionable Content really is a bloody good webcomic.
4. Turning twenty gives people existential crises. Comforting to know I’m not the only one, but didn’t really alleviate the whole ‘oh-god-I-haven’t-achieved-anything-my-life-is-half-over-what-is-the-meaning-of-life-must-be-successful-and-happy-oh-for-fucks-i-am-a-monumental-failure’ thing I have running through my head.
5. As much as I adore Alan Alda, reading ‘Things I Overheard While Talking To Myself’ in the car on the way to Canberra really didn’t help with aforementioned existential crisis. It is a brilliant book though.
6. Canberra roadtrip was certainly three days of revelations (particularly from one Ms. Balcomb.) It also made me realise that I’m one of the lucky few who found the perfect degree and university for me so early.
7. ‘O-Week’ at Macq Uni is now called ‘Diversity Week.’ Oh Macq, I’ve missed your inherent left-wing wank.
8. My history degree has left me scarily desensitised to graphic depictions of war violence. Nice try, Remarque, but it’s going to take more than a few corpse-shields and descriptions of infected amputations to make this little cold-hearted student queasy.
9. I am, by no stretch of the imagination, a morning person. Thankfully my earliest class this semester is 11am, and even that’s difficult to get sufficiently awake for.
10. HIST253 may actually destroy what little is left of my sanity.
Reruns get me so bored
So with enough that I can afford
Lets get lost
Again
1. Most people, most of the time, are monumentally idiotic. Case in point: forcing your fourteen year old daughter to be strapped to a lie detector and answer personal, probing questions knowing that she had been sexually assaulted two years previous. Oh, and let’s broadcast it on a fucking radio show!
2. Censorship pisses me off more than almost any other issue. Are Kyle & Jackie O bogan shock jocks with nothing to say and even less decorum or sense of common decency? Yes. Should they be taken off air? No. I don’t like them, so I don’t listen to them. It really is as simple as that.
3. Questionable Content really is a bloody good webcomic.
4. Turning twenty gives people existential crises. Comforting to know I’m not the only one, but didn’t really alleviate the whole ‘oh-god-I-haven’t-achieved-anything-my-life-is-half-over-what-is-the-meaning-of-life-must-be-successful-and-happy-oh-for-fucks-i-am-a-monumental-failure’ thing I have running through my head.
5. As much as I adore Alan Alda, reading ‘Things I Overheard While Talking To Myself’ in the car on the way to Canberra really didn’t help with aforementioned existential crisis. It is a brilliant book though.
6. Canberra roadtrip was certainly three days of revelations (particularly from one Ms. Balcomb.) It also made me realise that I’m one of the lucky few who found the perfect degree and university for me so early.
7. ‘O-Week’ at Macq Uni is now called ‘Diversity Week.’ Oh Macq, I’ve missed your inherent left-wing wank.
8. My history degree has left me scarily desensitised to graphic depictions of war violence. Nice try, Remarque, but it’s going to take more than a few corpse-shields and descriptions of infected amputations to make this little cold-hearted student queasy.
9. I am, by no stretch of the imagination, a morning person. Thankfully my earliest class this semester is 11am, and even that’s difficult to get sufficiently awake for.
10. HIST253 may actually destroy what little is left of my sanity.