'Nothing Ever Grows In This Rotten Old Hole'
In the past several days, I have - been drunk (legally!) three times, attended four hours of class, caught a cold, and worn a toga to a party. My car is covered in bird poo and I need to find a car wash that is water-jet only, and not employing the massive brushes (because the paint job does not like them), so that the possibly-acidic excrement does not start to eat away at the paint on the car, as has happened on the spoiler already. I have read approximately 350 pages between two different novels for Aussie Lit, read about eleven different poems for the same, argued moral dilemmae and defended my moral position in Ethical Theory, and not attended either of my two history classes since both lecturers are sick, probably with the same cold I now have. I got lost in Wagga, found the local industrial area, drove the length of two different highways as they go through town, and manoeuvred through more traffic lights and roundabouts in one week than I have in my entire life.
All in all, it has been a pretty awesome week so far. Hopefully the rest of the year will be this happening - though perhaps with more classes, because i am currently bored witless during the days when everyone else has class and I don't. And that is pretty much all I wanted to say :D
P.S. Can you guess the song the title is quoted from? It shouldn't be too hard if you know your 'classics' :P