Some friends and I visited Sydney on Saturday and it was fun. We went to Darling Harbour (where there was a boat show), Paddy’s (which felt like a pasa malam), the DFO (which I believe is just a grand conspiracy), Yum Cha (where we replenished on Dim Sum) and walked around looking for accommodation. The girls were hilarious, talking about strange Fenner Hall people and guys in general. I didn’t really talk a lot, much as I wanted to though. I was like Maggie from the Simpsons, except for the countless ways I am nothing like her. But really, I couldn’t have asked for better company.
Anyways, at the rate I’m going, I’ll be falling behind in my courses soon. And it’s not like I don’t have plenty of time to study (I do), but I spend my hours cooking, reading, sleeping, on the phone and online. And I still need to find some time to make myself a sandwich later. Right now the answer seems to be “live simultaneously in multiple dimensions.” Yea, I’m hoping I’ll think of a better one soon too.
I can't believe I missed my sister's second birthday. My dad sent me this picture, and I'm starting to doubt whether I made the right choice by coming here. I suppose it is, but it's still hard. I'm so emo nowadays. It doesn't feel like me. I now punctuate my conversations with sudden sobs and loud gasps of "BUT I MISS MY FAMILY!" Okay, I'm exaggerating, but not by much.
I need some way to wrap this up, so let’s just make believe there’s a neat concluding paragraph here instead of this. I have a sandwich to make and a time machine to invent.
