It’s been pretty close to a year since the last post on the old blog. Since then:
I Moved back to Australia for a brief stint at home. Moved to Melbourne. Been underwhelmed with regards to first impressions at Monash uni. Evil eye got me in trouble. Slowly picked out a couple of good people in my course from the attention seeking/immature/study obsessed/self absorbed general first year population. Took chemistry. Made fragile initial friendships with people from Iraq, Afghanistan and Iran – countries that through their media coverage have been come to be associated with “warfare”, “terrorism”, “extremists” and “intolerance”. There are nice people everywhere, especially in countries that yours go to war with.
Worked my arse of Chemistry and then worried for three weeks that I’d failed Physics. Went rogaining. For those of you not in the know, it’s a sport similar to orienteering but of larger scope with regard to both space and time. Witnessed the comic genius of Andrew Prentice, three times a week.
Of course I’ve done more than that, but there’s a brief summary for you.
Second semester exams have just finished and I’m home for summer. My late night flight was delayed, so by the time I got in to Cairns it was 1AM. My employment agency “Mother” has found me a job on a mango farm – let’s wait and see what kind of interesting characters I’ll meet this time around. It was my first day on the job yesterday. Last week it was PHL1140: Introduction to Logic (2 hour paper) and MTH2010: Multivariable Calculus (3 hour paper). This week it’s pick mangoes and place them in a basket. Just as bears go into hibernation, my intellect is pulling its tenticles back into its shell for the mango season.
While I was at uni, I had an interesting conversation with Matt the engineer about how he changes his speech for the bogans from his country home town, and for the rest of the population (normal people).
aww yeh m8 fuckin sounds like ya avin a gud 1. hope ya scor sum chickz m8 n git sm fuckin aktion! waz downat tha pub m8 las nite n’ere were haaawt chikz like everywere i tellya.
I could go on, but you get the picture.
