So now I'm in Bundoora
Yeah. Didn't mention that, did I? Nup. In fact, I haven't said jack for a long time now. But ah well. Anyone coming here for up-to-date info and excitement has already had their brain dribble out their nose or else long since moved on to greener pastures, so I guess you, faithful reader (yes, YOU, don't pretend you came here by mistake, you'll be my friend, won't you, WON'T YOU??) will survive.
Now, to business. For those keeping up with the times, I moved into a shared house with two friends about...gah, months ago...which was fun aside from the fact that I totally suck at independence and I was just generally making life hard for the people around me trying to adjust.
...okay, that, and I was a total noob regarding Universities. Monash might as well demand a blood sacrifice to change into.
So, deciding that discretion is the better part of valour, or something to that effect, I've come on back to La Trobe proper, and am now living in college here.
First impressions: Cool.
Second impressions: Good fucking GAWD I got so smashed 3 days ago, and it's now official, I am physically incapable of getting a hangover. I don't know why, between nosebleeds and colds and coughs and shit you'd think my head was too frail to have any real immunities, but apparently it does.
I must admit, I am loving the ten minute travel time to all classes. And missing my former roommates who, like most people I mention on the internet, will go properly nameless.
On the whole I'm not sure how good or bad I feel about all this. Time will tell, I guess.
Now, to business. For those keeping up with the times, I moved into a shared house with two friends about...gah, months ago...which was fun aside from the fact that I totally suck at independence and I was just generally making life hard for the people around me trying to adjust.
...okay, that, and I was a total noob regarding Universities. Monash might as well demand a blood sacrifice to change into.
So, deciding that discretion is the better part of valour, or something to that effect, I've come on back to La Trobe proper, and am now living in college here.
First impressions: Cool.
Second impressions: Good fucking GAWD I got so smashed 3 days ago, and it's now official, I am physically incapable of getting a hangover. I don't know why, between nosebleeds and colds and coughs and shit you'd think my head was too frail to have any real immunities, but apparently it does.
I must admit, I am loving the ten minute travel time to all classes. And missing my former roommates who, like most people I mention on the internet, will go properly nameless.
On the whole I'm not sure how good or bad I feel about all this. Time will tell, I guess.