the departed .
i don’t have internet (once again) so i’m blogging in one of my lectures. hooray for free wireless internet at uni! it’s probably a bit weird for the people sitting behind me reading this, or even the people sitting next to me, but i don’t care.
i’m going to try to get my net back as soon as possible, but at the moment it doesn’t seem very likely because i’m a poor student that isn’t able to afford anything apart from rent and food. that’s right, i said rent. because i’ve finally achieved my freedom, and am now paying a hundred and fourty dollars a week for it. applause please.
life isn’t that exciting though. it’s not like wild parties every night, nor is it sleeping in a cardboard box when the landlord kicks me out. the only thing that’s changed is the distance i have to travel to get to work and university. and the cost of the travel, which is a whopping twenty three dollars a week. honestly, australian government, you need to take a leaf from china’s books and make travel two dollars per trip, anywhere, anytime. getting to places is just way too hard over here.
there are a couple of dodgy things about my newfound freedom; namely the shower. i thought seriously about stealing my parents’ showerhead on the way to my new apartment, but i realised i was unable to take it off the tiled wall, nor would i be able to fix it on another different wall. this is where being a materialistic city girl becomes a problem. i don’t know how to do anything useful.
another thing is the lack of flyscreens in my apartment. at the moment my room smells faintly of paint, so i keep my windows open. i expect to be bitten raw and covered in bloodsucking mosquito bites very soon, so if you see me around don’t be surprised that i’m sporting clothing over every part of my body.
but hey guys, it’s all good. i’m loving not being at home, so much so that i don’t even (really) miss the internet. it just saves up so much time for other things… like…