Over. Finito. Done.
For the rest of the year till February 2007 when the whole process begins again. Except in a whole new atmosphere and environment. Out of IH but no place to call home as of yet. Moving is such a bitch.
Anyway, I was planning on blogging immediately after my last paper but with outings and drinking sessions getting a tiny bit out of hand it's not really my fault for this delayed post. Okay, partly my fault for agreeing to drinking three shots within five minutes at 2 am on Saturday morning. Followed by a few more shots and champagne that tasted like cough syrup. Well at least I didn't puke unlike a certain someone whose name is unmentionable for fear that I'll get the beating down later. But it does make for a good blackmailing opportunity should the need arise. The dinner before that was good followed by supper which all combined has made me a very chubby piggy.
Saturday afternoon and evening (the morning after didn't happen considering there wasn't any morning to wake up to) was spent stoning and watching O-week audition videos and Cafe videos from previous years. Dinner was taken out again with me smelling of barbecued meat and late night shopping at Safeway for biscuits and chocolates to haul back home for family and friends. Just four of us shopping then could have opened a shop back home selling Tim Tams and choccies. Supper was cooked again for another group of us chilling and talking about random things and the night before with nary a worry naught for the few who still had tests.
St. Kilda was the order of the day today with the exploration of the oh-so-famous arts and crafts market where I got a stainless steel and chrome like stand for hanging my earrings and jewelery. Cost a bit but I think it should be worth it. It was a good weekend spent I dare say.
Tomorrow begins the real work of apartment hunting and securing a place before we head back home on Friday. I'm actually a bit nervous about this considering I've never done this before and it's all so new to me. But it's a new experience and I shouldn't be too intimidated by it even though I evidently am.
It's been a long time since I actually wrote a daily recount of the events that happened to me. It's always some sort of emo post about me grumbling about some incoherent and incomprehensible event which most would not know unless you were within the inner circle.
Aside from that, will be busy getting last minute autographs and contact details from the stragglers who are still here before I leave. Like I said, it's the people whom I'll miss the most from IH here. Everything else is replaceable except for the memories, events, late night suppers and chats, drinking sessions, and the multi faceted groups of people who made it all happen including all the good and bad times.
Laundry is awaiting for me to be fetched. Reminiscence episode to come in the future. Watch (or read) out for it.
