Tuesday May 06, 2003

 Star Date 01-05-02

The worst thing I hear every day is "Hey Charlie, how are you?"  The only reason I hate this is because most of the time I don't know who the heck this person is.  Most of the time I know who they are, but just can't remember what the heck their name is.  I feel extremely bad when they say may name in their greeting and I can't reply with theirs.

I ran into Aaron and Jared on my way back from the library.  Aaron told me he thought he broke my window because he threw a piece of fruit at it.  I just checked and it's not broke, but their is a big splatter from where the fruit hit.  I had to smile at the sight of it.

Last night I finished a book about sleep which is titled About Sleep.  So after reading that I decided to sleep in as long as I could.  The book said it was good for me to sleep long hours and so with that in my pocket I tried my best.  I went to bed sometime around 12 and woke about 9:30 because I had to go to the toilet.  I tried to lie back down, but it was no use.  I decided that I could get a lot done with the extra time I had.  I went and took a shower and then paid $25 to have my internet hooked back up because I had used up all my credit.  Then I came back from the office with two packages that my parents had sent.  One was filled with magazines and the other was filled with chocolate from Hershey.  Finally I can let the Aussie's experience a Hershey's Kiss.

Apparently my diaries aren't controversial enough because my parents sent more Newsweeks for me to read.  You know what that means, I'll read 'em and continue to comment in my usual sarcastic way.  After the lack of magazines I had turned to the library, which supplied me most recently with some interesting books.  As I said I went to the library, which I will get to in a moment.  Now I will talk about what I did before I went to the library.

I was headed to the Agora to mail some things that I needed to send home.  Then I also decided to return some audio tapes which I had picked up the night previous.  Once in the library I decided to read another book which I had acquired last night called Awaken from Death, which was an overview of Emanuel Swedenborg's Heaven and Hell.  I didn't like it though and stopped reading after the 20th page.  I turned it back in because all it was, was his Christianized view of what happens when you die.  I didn't really get interested in what his views were because I didn't have any idea of how he got them.  He was a philosopher during the 18th century though and so I gave it a chance.  After trying to find where he got his information from, which I couldn't, I gave up.

I then tried to look up books about astrology, but while looking for that I found another book called Amulets and Superstitions, which is about various different symbols in different cultures.  It contains things like descriptions of things like the swastika and cross.  After checking that out I walked home and that is when I ran into Aaron and Jared.

Now, is about 4 hours later than when I wrote the pervious statements.  I had tea which consisted of Fish Fingers (Sticks), a carrot, and tea.  It was really good and fulfilling.  While eating I started reading some of the Newsweeks which mum and dad sent me today.  Specifically there were a couple of articles that caught my eye.  One which was about the warnings on cigarette boxes.  In Canada they have made laws requiring that tobacco companies put graphic health warnings on their cigarette packs.  They also talked about how the U.S. Justice Department is proposing similar tactics, asking some judge to force cigarette makers to cover their packs also.

Another was about a lady who's mother and father both made their funeral plans some years before they passed away.  When they finally did pass away, all the work was taken out of burying them and all the family needed to do was mourn.

One thing I've noticed while reading Newsweek is that I really don't give a crap about the Middle east.  I really try to stay away from the stories and articles that refer to it.  I don't know where this distaste for it all comes from, but I'm just not interested.  That of course doesn't completely cover everything in the Middle east, only certain parts like Iraq, Israel, and the Palestine.  I've tried to become educated on their matters, but the truth is it doesn't matter to me.

While on holiday over the weekend I was reading the liner notes to Def Leppards' "Vault" album.  In the liner I learned that what I was doing in my diary since the middle of April has been called free association.  Where I just sit and type whatever comes to mind.  I've got to say I like typing whatever comes to my mind.  Even though it's crap it makes me feel like I've produced something for the day.

Today I got an e-mail from a girl we met while in Tasmania.  She said that she was having friends down on the weekend of the 11th and was wondering if we wanted to come.  I think I would like to go because I would like to spend time with some Aussie's.  I asked Emily and Aaron and they are interested, but aren't sure if they want to go yet.  The train ticket to Wodonga and back is $88, so if I got someone else to go with me I would rent a car and drive.  It would be much cheaper.

I just finished watching "Meet Joe Black" and I have liked it for a long time, but only now do I consider it to be among my top ten films.

After eating again and then sending off post cards I'm finally tired enough to go to bed.  I had a good day today and think tomorrow will be fun.  Today I brushed Emily's hair which I couldn't tell if we were flirting or not, but I think I'm starting to get attracted to her and I don't think that's good because we used to dislike each other.  I don't want to be the only one who has switched sides.

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Star Date 02-05-02

Today I got up at 11 and didn't really feel like going to class, but I did.  In fact I went to all of them despite the feeling of not wanting to go.  It was around 3 when I noticed I had an essay due the same day.  I then went online and checked only to find that because of Anzac day it isn't due till Monday.

While sitting in my final class, I found it hard to concentrate and I just wrote down some notes for my diary.  Here is what I wrote while in class.

One thing I hate is when people feel the need to touch my hair.  Basically when I say people I mean girls.  I really think they have a need, as soon as they see my hair, that they want to touch it.  It's really annoying because I look stupid if my hair gets touched.  It goes fuzzy right away.  Either they want to see me look stupid or they like fuzzy hair.  I truly get angry when they put their hands in my hair.  To me that is the same feeling that women feel when guys stare at their breasts.  I'm not their pet.  I'm not a dog, I don't need petting.  There are times when I like fingers run through my hair.  That specific time is either when I first wake up or start to fall asleep.  If you want to turn me off then go ahead and run your fingers through my hair.

Sitting in class for Knowledge Existance and Truth I realized that no one respects our lecturer.  I'm not sure if it's just him or if it's the culture.  I start to feel uncomfortable when they all keep talking around me when this man tries to teach.  It could be the time period from which the class is run.  From 6-7 on bar night.  It's not the best time and I'll bet the skipping rate is double any other class.

The lecturer himself has some comedy built in with his teachings, but instead of using that he decides to play it off like there is nothing there.  While sitting in this current lecture he said "our naughty problem."  I'm not sure if I'm the only one who found that funny or not.

Today I was looking through my class materials only to find that I have an essay due.  While panicking I listened to last weeks lecture again on the web and found that it's pushed back till Monday.  Thank goodness for Anzac day.

Everyone in my KET class is a first year.  They all look so young, and I remember how I used to look at guys like me in classes like this.  I feel like I'm among children who act immature.  I see what I used to be like.  They've all got the rest of college to look forward to and I'm on my way out.  This perspective is new to me, even as I was an R.A.  I didn't see this as big as it is now.

That is all that I wrote in class.

Around 7, after eating I started to drink while watching "Law and Order" with Rebecca.  Soon Aaron came over and we decided to grab the rest of his vodka from his birthday and take it over to Jared's where the people on his floor were playing drinking games in the common room.  Upon arriving we started to continue to drink.  We quickly found some O.J. to mix the vodka with, only we didn't mix it.  Jared's Senior Az(R.A.) mixed it for us.  So with maybe a half of glass full of O.J. in the bottom of a two Litter container he poured all but a shot into the mix.  We were looking at about a 85% mix of vodka with O.J. which we drank on the way to the footy sheds.  While walking to the footy sheds Az invited us to come to his footy game and watch him play.  He then said that his father's birthday barby was after words and we were welcome to come to that also.

We made it to the footy sheds and we talked with some of the people that were there.  After words we came back to the Eagle Bar which I can't say I remember to well.  In fact I can't even remember getting in to the bar.  While at the bar the one thought that I had run through my mind was "you should go home and go to bed."  I didn't listen to that one little thought though and continued to meet new people who I wouldn't remember in the morning.  In fact I don't remember a single conversation at the bar.  When I was walking back I started talking to this girl named Lisa who I was talking to at the bar.  I remember thinking she was pretty cool.

I then came in and talked to Emily and Scott for a little bit.  I found out later that I called Jared also, but I didn't remember that.  I quickly went to bed and that was the end of a day that I will probably never remember.

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Star Date 03-05-02

Yeah, I woke up feeling extremely hung over.  I didn't "pull up" very well as the Aussie's say.  I can not remember some of what happened last night and my mission today was simple.  Find out who the heck that girl was.  No, nothing happened!  I am hoping that Scott knows who she is, because when I came in last night I was talking to him and Emily and he seemed to know who she was.  I figure I could just start going up to girls and asking them, "hey, was that you?"

I went up to talk to Aaron who was in bed still.  He got up and we walked over to Scott's room so he could trash it.  Apparently they have these little fights to mess up each other's unlocked room the most.  I'd say that even though this was my first time to see someone trash a room and I have nothing to compare it to, this was a very decent job done.  Clothes were thrown all over, the mattress was on the desk, and petroleum jelly was placed neatly all over his bicycle seat.  The excess of petroleum jelly which was still on his hand he did not waist by wiping it all over the window.

While walking back from what, in the future, will be regarded as a masterpiece among art critics everywhere, I decided to have morning tea.  Aaron decided to join me and I made the greatest brekie that I've had in a long time.  I made pancakes, with real blue berries, scrambled eggs, toast and tea.  It was all at perfect quantities and filled us up completely.  While eating we decided to go to the op shops on Smith Street.  There and back took three hours including the time we spent shopping.  On the way back our hangovers started to really dig in and take their toll.

I came back and called Katie to find out if we were still going to this party that she was talking about last night.  She came over and we went to the bottle shop.  She picked up a bottle of vodka and sprite for the b.y.o. party tonight.  I went and bought a phone card for y cell phone which had run out of money.  We then came back to my room and I burned her a CD.  Aaron came back and started the fight against Katie for trashing his room last night.  Just now he stole her key and ran to Menzies to make a mess of her room.

Speaking of messes, my room is a contender with some of the nicest pig stys in all of the U.S.  Tonight I'm leaving at 7:30 to go to a 70's party.  It's 6:50 right now, and I still have to eat and get dressed.  More later when I've sobered completely.

I went to the 70's party and had an alright time.  Although Parini is going to pay a price for what she did to me.  While trying to meet people, Parini and I were talking to these two girls.  I had thought that one of them was attractive and so I talked to them for a bit.  They didn't seem very talkative, so I started talking to other people.  When I saw that they were leaving, Parini says to me that the girl that I thought was attractive said that I was cute.  Parini, who when she drinks gets 10 meters tall and bulletproof, says "oh, why don't you just go up and tell him."  She didn't and I am angry with her that she didn't share this information when it could have been useful.

I walked Katie home to Menzies and ate some food there until 4.  I discovered that when we camped at Loch Ord Gorge she was attracted to me at that time.  I have now proved that I have the worst timing in the world.  When you have been drinking the truth comes out though.

I came home to Aaron who was in my room watching movies.  He had been there since I'd left for the party.  It seems he watched 4 movies while I was out.  After he had finished his last movie he went to bed and so did I.  It was about 4:30am.

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Star Date 04-05-02

My eyes opened to see that the time was 7:30 and I wondered to myself.  "Am or Pm?"  Of course I started to remember the night before.  I fell back asleep until at 9:30 when Parini decides to jump in my bed.  This was not cool, because with all the moving around she did I started to feel sick.  She continued to tell me her story of woe.

Apparently she molested a child last night in her drunken stupor.  Pascal, a 17 year old resident, was hanging out when she came up and dragged him to her room.  After harassing him about wanting her, she decided it would be a good idea to try and kiss him.  He was quite the gentleman though and left after laughing and saying "Parini, you're drunk."

After giving her a hard time about being a pedophile I kicked her out of my room and went to bed.  I slept while hitting the snooze button about 10 times.  I finally got up at around 10:30 and called Aaron to make sure he was up.  Today was a big day after all.  Azza, Jared's senior (R.A.), invited us to come watch his footy game and then go to a Barby for his father's birthday.

After getting my things together we headed over there at 11 and piled into a car.  This is the third time I've broken the seat belt law in Australia.  Arrived at the field at 1 and started watching the B team play.  Then after the bar opened and the Aussie's hackled us, we began to match them beer for beer.  We started by 1:30 and started to set the pace for the night which ended at 5:15 in the morning.  Azza played a good game even though his brother heckled the crap out of him.  His nickname being "princess" and all.

After the game, Jared, Aaron and I collected green VB ring pulls so that we could win two free slabs.  We collected quite a few and are looking good when it comes to next weeks competition.

After the game we played catch with the footy for a bit and then went to Shawn's house.  Shawn is Azza's older brother.  They made us food and we all drank till the early morning.  We stopped when they ran out of alcohol.  After it all we drank over two slabs and 5 bottles in whine between all of us some others.  It was quite nice to drink with a footy team.  They were all quite funny and seemed to enjoy heckling us as "The Yanks."  We took quite a lot of homosexual comments, but it was all in good fun.

After finishing the last of it, Jared, Aaron, Az and I went to bed.  The three of them decided it would be a good idea to wrestle.  When his mother yelled at us through the door, I also yelled "Guys, Mum is gonna come out here knock it off!"

Fell asleep sometime around 5.

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Star Date 05-05-02

Today I woke up at 9 because Az set his phone alarm.  We had to head back to Uni because there was a footy game today between the college's.  I was looking forward to finally meeting this girl from Thursday.  We cleaned up the back yard from last nights events.  We grilled some eggs and I had one on some toast.  I didn't feel well, but neither did anyone else.  Az's mum took us back to the Uni and I got a shower and then found Parini.  We went and met with Katie and then went to the footy fields to watch the girl's play.  While sitting around we found the girl and I decided I would go talk to her.  The conversation lasted about 30 seconds and was a little Awkward.  Either she doesn't have any interest in me or she was a little embarrassed.  I also attribute it to the fact that she was with her friends and they kept talking to her.

We'll see what happens with that.  Anyway, I'm dead tired and will write more later.

Tonight I slept from 4 till 10 and then woke up.  I watched "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" and now I'm going to bed.  I can't pull myself to write right now.  I think I need a mood to be in to do so.

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Star Date 06-05-02

Starting to get sick and so I lied in bed until 11 and it took some time to pull myself out of bed.  I have a doctor's appointment at 3 for my knee.  I chose a different doctor because I didn't like the previous one too well.  I called Jeremy and talked to him for a bit before I had to go.

My room is a terrible mess and my laundry desperately needs to be done.  I will have to do that tomorrow or tonight.  This is the worst time to be sick because of the things that I need to get done.  I'll do them inch my inch until they are done though.

I'm feeling quite ill at the moment.  I have started to get the on set of the flu or a bad cold.  I was told by the doctor that I need physiotherapy and that costs $35 which is not covered by my health care here.  I could either pay for it or wait till I come home and have it done.

Right now I will go back to bed and continue to read books until I feel tired again.  I am in such a bad state that while walking home from the doctor's appointment I stopped at the library.  I felt quite dizzy and so I hurried home, made some food and went to bed.  I wish I could write more for each diary entry, but my strength doesn't allow me to.

The first photograph was taken in 1826 by Nicephore Niepce.  At that time it was called heliography, or sun writing.  It took about eight hours to get the exposure.  That is what I learned while sitting in bed.  I couldn't sleep, and yet lay in the state of daze for hours until I decided to read.  Reading is what I do to try and get tired.  It doesn't work though, all it does is stimulate my mind and make me want to write or read more.

I watched What Women Want tonight and was wondering about something after I had a conversation with Katie the other day.  She said that she was attracted to me at one point when we were sitting on the beach at the Loch Ord Gorge and watching a camp fire.  I was rubbing her back because she was cold.  I then thought, are there moment at which others feel a certain attraction for me.  Not something that lasts, but something that just pops into existence and then leaves after that moment.  I know that I've had those moments when I felt something for someone and then had those feelings fade as soon as the situation was over.  I wonder how many times I had missed the signs of women feeling the same feelings.  I thought I could read it pretty well, but I knew I had a long way to go.  Maybe I should just ask when one of these moments arises.  Would it be tacky or disrespectful to put someone on the spot like that?

I was thinking about writing the rules which correspond to me when I have to ring a girl for the first time.  These rules are dated since I haven't really used them since High School.  Ever since the dorm's it's really not something I've had to do.  So I think I'll go ahead and write them down trying for humor.

First of all the main thing when it comes to calling a woman for the first time is timing.  Timing is the key ingredient.  I try and put myself in their shoes when I call.  If I call now will they feel like talking?  I truly hate it when someone calls me and I really don't feel like talking.

In high school I could remember being so nervous about it that I would say, "ok, after this television program I'll ring them."  Then after the program was done I'd think that because it was either the bottom of the hour or top of the hour that they'd know I was waiting for a specific time to ring.

So then once the television program was over I'd say that I'd call after I go to the bathroom or after five minutes.  The key is to not ring at for example 7 or at 7:30 (the top or bottom of the hour).  This makes it look like you've planned to ring and will not be spontaneous.  On a higher level, the day at which you ring is also important.  If you ring on a Monday then you are desperate, a Tuesday is acceptable and a Wednesday is a little better than Tuesday, but a little more risky.  If you ring on a Wednesday wanting to get together on the weekend then it's risky because they may already have plans for the weekend and you'll be stuck on the dreaded Sunday Date.  Thursday just doesn't work because if you don't have plans for the weekend already then you are a loser and they'll pick up on that.

Now when it comes to content in the call you need to have a back up plan if the conversation starts to lack.  If the first 1 minute of conversation is bad, then the rest of the phone call will lack also.  I'll think about things I can ask or say before I ring.  Always open ended questions to get them feeling comfortable about talking.  Something like "What did you do today?"  Or "What did you end up doing this weekend?"  Or "How did you pull up?"  If they don't ask you the same question back then I think that they might be a little to much into them self.  That goes with all questions though.  If someone asks you a question you know that it's something that they want to be asked themselves.  For example on a first date if I ask "What kind of music do you like?" and I get a response, but no return question I start to take points away.  It seems they aren't interested in me.  It's not an interview, it's a date, and if you aren't willing to try why should I?  There are times though that even I don't feel like asking back.  So there is sometimes exceptions to the rule.

If the person asks me a specific question then I know it is something that she would like to answer themselves.  It's a little sneaky and I also sometimes take away points for that.  Why should I ask?  Just tell me what you want to say.  I know you aren't interested in my answer, but only want to talk.

Well to tell the truth I think I got off my subject and I really felt bored with it and so I'm deciding to stop.  I need to go to sleep.  Goodnight!

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Star Date 07-05-02

Day three of being sick and this is how I wake.  I woke at around 11 and nearly thirty minutes later Mum rang.  We talked about traveling in Australia and that's about it.  I must admit I wasn't in much of a mood to do anything, let alone talk on the phone.

I took some medicine which quickly made me feel heaps better.  Then I took a shower and set off to clean my room and do some laundry.  While doing laundry and cleaning my room I talked on AIM with Lisa and Scott from Whitewater.  They both were glad that the school year is quickly ending for them.  I got my room as clean as could be and did two loads of laundry.  I still have another load to do, but I don't have the strength.

I made fish fingers for tea and then watched a movie called Thirteen Days.  It's a movie about the Cuban missile crisis.  It really wasn't a bad movie even though someone told me it was boring.  I actually liked it.  I compare it to a political thriller or drama the likes of The Hunt For The Red October.  Hunt was a much better movie though.

After watching the movie I then started to talk with Emily and Rebecca.  When I was talking to Rebecca the Simpson's came on and so I started to watch that.  I started to feel really tired though and so I quickly went to bed.

I woke at 7:30 to Emily and Jen talking in the Kitchen.  I went out after lying in bed for about 10 minutes I think I had a little migraine headache.  I think it was a migraine because I've never felt pain like this before, but it only lasted about one minute before subsiding.  I went out and made fettuccini alfredo for tea and then came back to my room to relax.  I still feel quite ill and hope that tomorrow I feel better.

While sitting in bed last night I was wondering if anticipation is better than the actual event.  Of course it could be bad event and then the anticipation might actually be worse than the bad event.  Take doing a paper as an example.  Is the procrastination worse than actually doing it because of the anticipation of the bad thing.  I think so and perhaps if anticipation is better than the good thing the old saying might be true.  "The chase is better than the catch."  Although I don't believe this, I wonder about such a saying.

On to a completely different topic now.  Why is it that women will ask if someone is prettier than them?  Yesterday Katie asked me if she was prettier than a woman I was interested in.  Of course she wasn't, why would I think that Katie was prettier than a woman I'm interested in.  I lied though because that's what men have to do in situations like this.  There is no real reason to be honest because it'll never mean anything more than making Katie feel better.  I just wanted to say that the stupidest question you could ask is "Do you think she is prettier than me?"  If you have to ask that then you should know the answer!  I think I was a little mean just then, so I'll apologize for that.  Sorry.

I'm still feeling ill and don't feel like writing so I'll get back to you!

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Star Date 08-05-02

There truly isn't much you can say about a day that you've spent in a haze, somewhere between waking and somewhere in the dream world.  Is anything real?  Did what just happened truly happen?  Was that a knock at the door or am I hearing things?  I stayed in bed between bathroom breaks and a quick 20 minute time to read e-mails and make some morning tea.

I finally pulled myself up out of bed and took a shower even though I took one last night.  When you lie sweating in bed you don't tend to smell to well.  Of course the only way to get rid of a cold or flu is to sweat it out.  I hope to sweat lots more upon returning to bed, which I plan to do shortly.  Could this be a cold or an extremely long hang over?  I did drink for 14 hours on Saturday into Sunday morning.  Could it be that carried over into 3 or 4 days worth of hang overs?  I doubt it.

At 4 Parini knocked in my door and asked if I wanted to go shopping for food with her, but I couldn't.  This is when I got up and went to take my shower though.  After words I tried to make myself some rice for tea, but I couldn't pull myself to eat it.  Instead I saved it in the fridge for later and made a Peanut butter and jam sandwich.  While eating my sandwich I put Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas on.  I only watched parts of it and then gave it up.

I think I need to go back to bed now for my sake.  I hope to feel better tomorrow to watch everyone at the bar, but I will not touch a drink though.  I don't think I'll be even able to watch people drink.  Goodnight moon!

So I really couldn't sleep.  I tried, but couldn't.  I started to freeze, I mean I was really cold and so after a bit I decided to take the hottest shower I could get.  It felt great, I steamed up the bathroom pretty bad though.  I came back and then I lied in bed hunched up against one corner drinking as much water as I could stomach.  It truly wasn't as bad as it could have been.  After finishing off my 1.4 liter water canister I went to the bathroom and talked with Emily for a while.  At around 12 I tried to sleep yet again.  This time I fell asleep, but only to awake every 30 minutes or so drenched in sweat.  It got so bad that I had to put a sheet over my mattress and after that was soaked, I used my sleeping bag.  I woke up and that, being water resistant, was full of sweat and so I went back to the sheets.  I got up about 4 times and almost took a shower each time, but I thought to myself that I'd just sweat as soon as I got back in bed and so I just went to bed.

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Star Date 09-05-02

Today I woke up at 11 after finally sleeping for more than an hour.  I wasn't covered in sweat and everything had dried a bit.  I felt much better than the previous four days and so I set off to work on an essay and go to class.

Before all of this I cleaned my room and made some morning tea.  For tea I made eggs and toast, but when I was cooking the eggs I got grease spilled on my hand and I burned it.

I really felt better, but really exhausted.  All I really did was mope around the room because I was too tired to go out yet too awake to sleep.  I finally decided that I needed to interact with people even though I was very tired.  I had been in my room all week to myself recovering.  I went to Eagle Bar with Parini and Katie.

While there I talked with all the usuals and nothing truly happened.  I know it's a sad story, but I was way to tired to go and I shouldn't have.

After coming back for some reason I really couldn't sleep.  I got up and heated some rice I cooked a couple days ago, but couldn't bring myself to eat.  The same happened this time also, I couldn't eat it.  I also made hard boiled eggs.  While making hard boiled eggs I talked to Kristen for a bit who wondered just as I did where Aaron was.

After making eggs I came back and typed a bit before trying to return to bed.  I finally fell asleep around 4.

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Star Date 10-05-02

Today I woke up at 11 to a phone ringing.  I wasn't sure if it was in my room or outside my window.  I thought maybe Katie had given me her phone and someone was ringing her.  After that I fell back asleep to have a dream about Katie coming to my room and picking up her phone.  I'm sure it wasn't my phone because I had it right next to me.

I don't know when I got a text message, but it scared the crap out of me while lying in bed.  I jumped high when that phone went off.  I'm still not used to it yet.  I then decided to get up and go eat pancakes with Parini and Emily.  The message was for Kiernan who said that she couldn't find me a ride to Wodonga and so I'd have to take the train.

After finishing morning tea I went up and made some calls to arrange for a train and to some people who had given me their phone number.  I also tried to call Jeremy, but he wasn't in.  Now I've got all my things together and I truly don't feel like typing anymore.

I walked to the library and dropped off all the books I had previously loaned and picked up a new one which will hopefully explain the chapter of Revelations in the Bible.  At least that's what I was hoping it would do when I picked it up.  I truly didn't spend much time on it yet because of other opportunities to read things like magazines and such.

While walking back from the library I realized the amount of time I had was short and so I decided to hurry home.  Once home I made myself some peanut butter and jam sandwiches for the train ride to Wodonga.  I used the last of my bread, which was fine because it was started to get old anyway.  After having everything prepared including loading music on to my mp3 player I headed out.

I hoped on the tram and headed toward the city, my first stop was a discount grocery store where I picked up some corn chips for the ride to Wodonga.  I walked to and from the grocery store and it took about 30 minutes before I was back on the tram.  While on the tram I decided to start to listen to my mp3 player.  Thats when I noticed that I was out of batteries for my mp3 player.  I stopped quickly in the city to pick up some batteries for it and then finished my tram ride where I got off at Spencer Street Station.

I got in line to pick up my tickets, it took about 5 minutes to reach the counter for him to tell me that I was in the wrong line.  I hoped in the right line and it took another 10 minutes before I got to the counter.  I received my tickets and had 30 minutes before the train departed and so I went to the bathroom and filled my water bottle.  I hoped on the train and found that my seat was broken.  I went and told the conductor who said he would fix it when he came around to get tickets.  Later when he came around to get tickets he didn't stop to help, but I was ok with that because I just used the open seat which was next to me.

The train ride was nice and comfortable.  There were two seats to each side making one isle seat and one window seat.  There was plenty of room to relax, especially since the train was far from full.  My ride only lasted 3 hours and it was really neat to see how it was done.  Once I arrived in Albury I called Kiernan and told her I was at the station.  She was under the impression that I arrived at 11:45 and not 10:45.  She picked me up in 15 minutes anyway and took me back to her house.  Her house was nice, it had three bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, a kitchen, living room, and dining area.  Quite nice and the entire place seemed to be new.

Upon arriving we watched the tail end of a movie and then her house mate and I watched Bring It On which was really nice.  After watching that her housemate went to bed as did I.  I found it a little difficult to find a comfortable place upon the futon because of the lump in the mattress, but quickly fell asleep.

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Star Date 11-05-02

Today I woke up to the doorbell ringing a multitude of times.  I wondered what the emergency was, but I wasn't about to answer a door that wasn't mine.  I decided to lay there until the person either went away or someone else answered it.  Neither of the two happened and the door opened to a little kid with red hair.

I wondered who the heck this was and why was he just walking in.  Maybe he knew someone in the house or maybe they were supposed to baby-sit him.  Or just be some kid walking into a house for no reason.  The later of the three is really the reason.  Apparently the kid was friends with Kiernan's housemates (Amy) little sisters.  He was wondering where they were, and when Amy came down to see what was going on she answered about 300 questions which the kid had asked at a staggering pace even in the the morning hours.

Finally he left and we all went back to bed, but not 30 minutes later the guy across the road came and woke up Kiernan and Amy.  I woke up and we were finally awake and raring to go by 12.  I read magazines and watched TV until 2 when we left to go see The Count of Monte Cristo which was quite a good movie.  After the movie Kiernan drove Amy and I around to see the few sights of the city.  Included was an Anzac Memorial and the Miller River.  In between the two we went to Sunset hill where we watched the sun set on the land and ate some food from Mackas.

Upon returning to K-dawg's house we met up with Belinda who I had also met on the Overland Track in Tasmania.  Her and her friend drove down from Sydney to spend the night and go out on the town.  We had tea and then started with the drinking games.  After we had made up our mind to go out it took just under 2 hours for them to get ready.  Once ready we finally headed out to a couple of pubs.

By the end of the night we headed back and got to sleep sometime around 4.

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Star Date 12-05-02

Today I woke up at 11 and took a shower, we were all ready to go by 12:30 and we headed out.  Today's agenda was easy.  We headed to the Ettemoah Pub, which was a famous tourist spot.  The pub itself is modeled after a comic strip.  It was a neat old bar and we had lunch there before we all said our goodbyes.

For lunch I had a chicken kebab and chips (French fries).  After words we took some pictures and then headed towards the train station.  I caught the train and headed back to Melbourne.  I took a short nap while riding on the train, but it didn't help.  I knew that I had gone and made myself sick again.  I vowed to let myself fully recuperate this time.  I won't go out until I'm completely better.  I arrived in Melbourne's Spencer Street Station around 6 and caught the tram home.  I was thoroughly exhausted and didn't feel like doing anything but relaxing.

Stacy and her friend from home hoped on the same tram though and I talked with them for a bit.  Then a girl from Stacy's floor hoped on and they started to have a conversation and so I just let them go while I stared out the window.  When Stacy and her friend got off at a grocery store I decided to introduce myself to Stacy's friend who lives on her floor.  I can't remember her name and so I feel really bad because she was very nice to me.

We talked the entire walk home and once home split up.  Once home I quickly hopped in bed and went to sleep.  It was about 9 when I went to bed and I woke up at 1:30, but fought the urge to wake up and went back to bed.

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Star Date 13-05-02

I woke many times during the night sweating, but refused to let it stop me from sleeping.  I just threw off covers and continued my effort which was started unusually early.  After lying in bed for what seemed like an eternity I finally received a call from my brother Bill.  We made our plans to travel through the Great Ocean Road and then fly to Ayer's Rock.  I'm excited to see my brother again and spend some time alone with him.  After he let  me go to go to the toilet and shower my mum called.  I was glad to speak with her after so long.  I really didn't feel well though and we didn't speak long as there wasn't much news from either side.

The day dragged by, but I felt better during it until night came along.  I tried to get Rebecca and her friend to watch Half Baked, but they didn't even make it 30 minutes!  Then we started to watch Shanghi Noon but time held us to only watch 30 minutes of it until they had to go. I started to feel more ill, with a headache and dizziness.  Finally at 11pm I took some medicine and I feel so much better.  I watched Varsity Blues which motivated me to work on a paper.

I find myself motivated at the wrong times to do things.  It is 12 am now and I after taking a shower have the strength of mind to write.  I need to look at my life logically and put things first before my physical wants sometimes.  It now appears to me that my life will be forever better if I just give in and start using drugs.  Drugs like caffeine which will allow me to truly be awake.

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Star Date 14-05-02

I woke up during the night sweating and finally I realized that my window was shut and my heater was on.  I reversed the both and finally got to sleep with ease.  I woke at 11 with hopes of finishing off the last of my cold and dashing any hopes it had for coming back.

I know now that that day is fast approaching, but I'm still plagued by it's headache.  It's all about drama when you write in a diary.  I think it also has to do with the music I listen to while I write also though.  Somber music will make the depressing parts of life easier to write about than the happy ones.  For example I found it easy to make mountains out of mole hills with the score from Meet Joe Black playing over my head phones.

Today I spent finishing off one essay and preparing to do another that will be due on Thursday.  At 3:30 Parini dropped by and we went walking for an hour.  A ritual which we hope will last a long time.  Tomorrow we have made plans to go walking again.  She seems determined to loose weight that amazingly keeps getting added to her even though she goes to aerobics.  I only hope that I can help her stay committed to this new effort.

We arrived back after the hour long walk and I made myself some tea and then went back to my room for a bit.  I put together my paper and put it on disk.  Then walked to the lab and printed it out.  Then I walked to the paper in the drop box.  After words I walked to the library and tried to pick up a copy of Russell Bertrand's "The Problems of Philosophy", but someone had hidden it among the collection and made it impossible for me to check out since I could not find it.

I walked back and arrived back at the college by 7 and spent the next 3 hours writing and reading.  I read a lot of the "People" magazine which my mum sent to me and I received today.  I also received a bunch of different magazines.  They all look to hold some interest to me, but the best surprise was that Kirsten Dunst articles and pictures are in the magazines so I'll finally have something to put on my empty walls.  Bill also told me that upon my return he will hold the "Rolling Stone" magazine which has her picture on the cover.  I'll eventually put that among my Kirsten collage at home.

As I've said before I listen to the score of "Meet Joe Black" a lot.  Thomas Newman is the man who created the score and he also did a lot of other scores.  For example he did "Shawshank Redemption" which was a nice one and I can't wait to get back to the states so I can start getting the collection of his scores.

I just finished watching All the Pretty Horses which stared Matt Damon and Penelope Cruz.  It was an alright movie, didn't disappoint me too bad.  I was in the mood for a film without special effects and all the glam.  It delivered, but lacked in other areas, but still good.  I think I can consider myself a "movie man."  I watch movies and get pretty involved.  Kind of like the eight year old who goes to see a movie and comes out talking about it for the next three days.  Except I don't talk about it for the next three days, probably more like nine or ten.

I was in the library today and realized that there were a lot of books in there.  I know this seems like a stupid realization, but when you really think about it, there are a lot of books in there.  Lifetimes of stories, equations, loves and losses.  I walk the isles wondering who these people were and what their inspiration was.  While looking for Bertrand's book I saw the other books that he had written and wondered how many years of his life he dedicated to writing down his ideas.  Look where it got him, the same place as everyone else in the end.  I suppose that's the way things go I guess.  The day we are born the ending has already been written, but in the middle, nothing but blank pages to be written.  I wonder what my pages will look like.  I wonder about my friends also and what there's will be.  Will my book be long and full of interesting stories, equations, or will it be empty like the diaries they sell at the bookstore.  I wonder if my friend's books read as well as mine or if they'll even make it to the next page.  I hope we all create an entire series of great books in our travels.  Who knows?

I know it's all deep and mysterious stuff, but it's what my mind tends to do when I'm walking the isle's of libraries in countries far away from where I was born.  I can remember the Spanish word for library, it's bibliotheca.  I can remember that because when I was in eighth grade Mike Lease and I used to use that word instead of library.

What I do now is called "free association" because I just write what ever pops into my head.  I wonder who controls what pops into my head and what makes that thing choose to leave out other things.  I really haven't written in a while and I think it's because I've been sick.  When your sick nothing enters your mind except what you could have done to deserve this.  Most of the time you think the worst, but sometimes it was nothing at all.  In my case I had been a bad person, staying out late at night drinking too much.  This week I intend to right my wrongs by not doing any of that.  I hope to look inward and spend my time doing more productive things.  I want to read so many things and get so much done, but it seems there never is enough time to do it all.  With all these wants to read everything also I have a want to socialize and just be with people.  I will try to mix it up the best I can, but I have to remember to try and stay in doors and drink water to get better.

My head ache is starting to return and I know I should go to bed soon, but I really can't.  I've got the writing bug now and I don't want to stop.  It's like I feel like I'm on to something, and it always happens late at night when I need to sleep.  It's like my body knows when I'm about to make a break through and tells me I can't.  This break through that I am talking about is something that I can't describe nor can anyone else.  I've had a friend who I think has had one of these break throughs and I wonder how he has come across it.

I suppose it's something I should ask of him, but I don't know where to begin.  This is getting really cheesy now so I think I've lost my "roll" and so perhaps I should stop unless I might find the sweet spot again.

After surfing the web I have come across the conclusion that some web sites are truly dumb.  I being no saint have no problem with people who dislike my site, but at least I tried to show some brain in creating this.  If not for anyone else for myself to look back upon in 10 years and say "I did that!"

One thing that is truly bad is that when people receive credit for something it's always later than when they deserved it.  Looking back on that statement now I think that is truly negative and I don't believe it to be true.  I wonder why I even thought that.

I received that package today filled with news articles from my home town.  One of those articles was about a man who had spray painted swastikas on a home near my house.  I hope that the family knows that besides the negative means so commonly known with that symbol it also comes with a few good ones like well being which is the translation of "su" and "asti."  I'm sure I've written about that before in my diary though and so I won't continue any further with it.  He said he did it because he thought that the African American family had stolen something from him.  He was drunk at the time he did it, but fessed up to it when he saw the police at the same house the next day.

One thought I had last week while I was sitting up in bed with my water trying to drink as much as I could was that somewhere on the other side of this earth my friends are probably thinking "I wonder what Charlie is doing right now.  I'll bet he's having the time of his life."  Not sitting in bed sweating my brains out I'll tell you that.  It was a good moment for me though and had to make anyone laugh in that stupid situation.

Man oh man the head phones had to come off because my ears were becoming sore.  I'm now on speakers and I think that it tends to affect the way I write.  The more I hear the music the more emotion I feel towards that music.  The more emotion I feel the more I write towards that emotion.  I think there is one thing we have to admit you and I and that's this one thing.  That it takes courage for someone, namely me, to put all this on the internet for anyone to read.  It's pretty personal stuff that runs through my head.  Then again, those who know me should know these thoughts are pretty common through out.  On the other hand those who thought that they knew me may now really say they might have a chance of truly knowing me.  I really don't know what it means to really know someone though.  Maybe it means that you could predict what someone is about to do or say.  Of course that would mean things would get rather boring having them around.  If you know what they are going to say or do then why even have them there?  Well then I guess in terms of knowing me, you really can't entirely know me as well as I know my own self.  You can always try though.

That entire line of thought totally went into something that didn't make sense.  It made sense, but in a weird sort of way.  I realize that one day I'll be gone and none of this will truly matter.  It's sad in a way yes, but it's something everyone really has to realize.  Perhaps that is what Bertrand Russell was thinking when he finished his last book.  Maybe that was the way he wanted to be remembered.  Perhaps not though, but his name is on stone just as everyone else's will be.  Maybe that is the point I've been trying to make with all this library talk.  Maybe that's the point I've been trying to make with anything I've ever done.  What's the point?

Even if there is no heaven and hell then maybe there are still reasons for carrying on with life.  Maybe doing good is something more than expecting a prize at the end of it all.  Nah, being bad is so much easier.  I'm sure that upon my return to Whitewater while finishing my last year that when doing my community service hours I'll see if I like to do good with no expect for reward.  It sure sounds really good, but how will it really be?  I wonder what is the point of mandatory volunteering.  If it's mandatory then it's not really volunteering then is it?  I wonder if I can put ethically put mandatory volunteering down on my resume with out thinking to myself when the interviewer asks "So, you volunteered at Shady Acres Rest home huh?"  I wonder what I will say then, will it be that "Yes sir, I did it only because they made me to graduate" or will it be "Yes sir, I really enjoyed helping out those less fortunate than me."  The second I guess really isn't a lie, but it isn't the entire truth now is it?

Holy cow I think I've spun off into a new dimension of crap and nothingness which leads me to believe that I should go to bed now and then in the morning delete all of this insanity before anyone gets a chance to read it and think what a loon I've become in the land of plenty.  With that I say goodnight!

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Star Date 15-05-02

I woke up around 11 and went on the computer and did the e-mail thing for a bit.  I grabbed some snack crackers to eat for breky.  The snack crackers are pretty much the same thing as Ritz crackers.  I messaged Parini to see if she wanted to go to Northland Shopping Centre with me.  I desperately needed food.  She said she did and we decided to meet at the David Myers Building at 12:45.  When I started to get ready Parini dropped by and said that she found us ride to Northland.

We walked to Malmo's car which was quite a ways away.  Once we arrived at his car he gave us a lift to Northland and it took a while to find a park, but we did.  While inside Parini and I went and got our Medibank refunds for our doctor's appointment.  After we received our money we went and checked what times movies where playing.  We decided we would like to see John Q so I went and checked to make sure that we could get our grocery shopping done after words and still catch the bus.  The last bus left at 6:50 and the movie ended at 6:10 which gave us just enough time to get our shopping done and then catch the bus.

The movie John Q wasn't a bad film, it was actually pretty entertaining.  I liked it, but it really didn't seem to have something that would have made it special.  Parini seemed to agree with me, but we were both glad to get out and see a movie anyway.

We hurried, walking around the entire mall, to Safeway.  Once at Safeway we took off and bought the things we needed.  While waiting in line to check out there were 4 people in front of me and I knew that I wouldn't make it to catch the bus, that's when another lady opened another line.  Thank goodness for that.  After I had bought everything I hurried outside and still had about 2 minutes to wait on the bus.

Once I arrived home and got my groceries put away I realized that I wasn't feeling well at all and I went and lied down for a bit.  After about 5 minutes of lying down I decided I should eat something and I might feel better.  I made two hot dogs and one hamburger which tasted pretty good.  While eating and after words I watched the movie Dune which was made in 1984 so it wasn't really that good.  Maybe even a little cheesy.  I think they made it to put something out so that the Starwars crowd would go to it.

After the movie I wrote some e-mails and then went to bed.  I couldn't sleep and lied in bed for about an hour and a half until I finally fell asleep.  I woke during the night about 4 times, but was able to get back to sleep after a while.  It was a little frustrating, but I got some sleep at least.

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Star Date 16-05-02

I woke up sometime around 11 and wasn't feeling well.  I didn't go to my Philosophy of Religion class and instead started working on a paper that was due at 8pm.  I went to my Philosophy of Religion Tutorial which started at 3.

I was walking to Philosophy of Religion tutorial and my finger had an itch so I scratched it and when it started to burn I looked at my finger to find that it was bleeding.  I don't know if it was a paper cut or what, but scratching it wasn't a good thing.  I pulled off more skin and so it was just a big red area from the blood.  I sucked on the finger once I arrived at my seat in class and it cleaned up nicely.

After the tutorial I walked back and continued work on my paper until night.  That night I had planned on staying in and keeping myself from getting sick again.  This was not possible because Aaron peer pressured me into going to the bar with him.  Once at the bar all he said was just have one beer with him.  From that point on it was over.  I think it was easy to get a  little tipsy because I was sick and there wasn't much food in my stomach.

More later...

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Star Date 17-05-02

I can't remember what time I got to sleep last night, but I woke up at 6:50 and kept going in and out of sleep until 9.  That's when I got dressed and made myself some pancakes with blue berries.  Nothing is more therapeutic then making your father's blue berry pancakes let me tell you.  Of course I still haven't mastered his signature 11" in diameter size pancake with just enough blue berries, still I gave it a go.  They tasted pretty darn good, and since Emily did the dishes it was even better.  She used the batter to make herself one of the pancakes.  I'm really glad that she did the dishes because I was exhausted and made my way back to bed.

I awoke once at 3:30 and then not again until 6:30 when I made myself get up so that I would be able to fall asleep at a descent hour.  Upon getting up I checked my e-mail which was full of advertisements which I didn't want.  While writing some quick notes I decided that I would like to make myself some Macaroni and cheese with hot dogs in it.  I made that and then brought it back to my computer so that I could watch some Seinfeld episodes while I ate.  I couldn't quite eat all of the food that I made so I put it in a container and saved it for later.  I continued to watch Seinfeld episodes until I got bored of them.

Parini invited me to go to the city with her and Emily who were going to meet up with Katie and Stewart who had his friends out also.  The night before Katie was asking what it meant if Stewart asked her along to hang out with him and his friends.  She was wondering if it meant that she should bring friends also or not.  I told her that it meant that he wanted to see how she got along with his friends and that she shouldn't bring friends.  I really wonder why women ask for advice and then go against it.  Not only my advice, but others advice as well.  Katie in particular seems really insistent upon getting advice from people and then doing the opposite.  I don't think I'll offer mine anymore since she doesn't seem to care.  Fine with me though since I seem to think I have a bad advice machine built in me.

I realized a need to read a book which for entertainment that didn't hold some educational value.  I went to Rebecca's room, but all she had for me was a chick book called Mr. Maybe and I started to read the first few pages of that.  The book seemed like pure fluff and I couldn't take it anymore.  I picked up another book which I had got at the library a few days ago.  It's about the book of Revelations and after I threw a load of laundry in I started to read it.  I haven't gotten to anything that is interesting yet, but I'm not giving up on the book.  I want to see if it will help me understand that part of The Bible which so many people tell me is interesting, yet I don't get a word of it.

I wonder if my sickness could be mono.  I've been sick for the past two weeks and I've been so tired.  I'm not sure though, I'll spend this weekend in bed and hopefully my strength will return.  It's nice that the heater actually gets the room warm now.  It puts out a lot of heat and makes it very comfortable for me to be in my room without a hat and gloves now.

I really don't have much else to say about a day in which I truly spent sleeping.  I still feel tired though and after I finish this load of laundry I'm going to try and go to sleep.  I might read a little longer, but I don't think I'll last too much longer.

I received a call from Katie today who was looking for Parini.  Katie said that Parini had messaged her and then when Katie called Parini's phone she got no response.  So when Katie got worried she made me go find out what was going on.  Parini was eating tea in tower 7 with Jen and had completely forgot all about Katie.  Crisis was none and all are happy.

Emily told me that she had given me the wrong batteries and that the ones in the charger weren't rechargeable.  I'm glad that I didn't start a fire and that nothing bad happened.  She gave me the correct batteries and I started charging them right away.  I told her to check and see if the batteries which I had been charging for the past 2 days worked even though they aren't rechargeable.  She hasn't yet and I doubt she will.  No sense of adventure I mean come on, what's the point of almost exploding batteries if you aren't going to see if it worked?

Everything seems to remind me of home.  Doing laundry and folding the socks that mum got for me just before I came over here.  Folding the Monona Grove Football sweater that I acquired, with it's motor oil stains from when dad showed me how to change the oil in the car.  I guess this is the reason I came here though, so that I could know these feelings.  I wanted to see if I could be better if I have gone through this.  I will go through this and I will do it good.  When I return home I'll be a better person for it.  Well at least I hope so.  I guess it doesn't help being a little home sick that I'm also sick physically and so everyone went out on a Friday night, but I can't.  It's ok I get to spend the time doing productive things and will save me more time during the week.

After going to bed I received a phone call from Parini.  I answered and on the other end I heard people talking, but Parini didn't say anything.  After a few short moments I realized what had happened, that Parini had left her phone in her purse and that it somehow rang me up.  Which was weird because to unlock her phone you have to press the numbers 1, 5, and 9 in that order to get the ability to use the phone.  Once this was done, the phone would then have to go through her directory until it came to my name and then all that needed to be done was press the ring button.

If all of this wasn't weird enough then the next part will blow you away.  I heard them refer to someone as 'he' and then figured out that they were referring to me.  At this point, ethically, I should have hung up.  What they talk about amongst themselves is their business and what they say about me I have no right to hear unless they want me to hear it.  I had the curiosity of a two year old though and so I listened on as they continued to talk negatively about me.  I heard the voices very easily, which surprised me because I could hear Parini's belongings in her purse jangling as she walked.  I could hear first Parini's voice, and then Emily, Aaron, and Rachel.  Each of them seemed to try to top each other with the ignorant, or silly things I had done.  While listening in my bed I placed the phone on speaker phone so that I didn't have to hold the phone to my ear.  I, of course, was hurt to hear them speak about me and their relationship with me in the way they really felt.  I thought about getting angry, but then realized that they were probably drunk, and tired.  I have done the same thing myself, ranting on about someone I didn't like.  I thought that I could get out of bed and be waiting as they came home with my phone in the air so that they could hear themselves through Parini's phone.  I was to tired for that though.

When they arrived home I knew that I could at least make them think about what they've done by telling Parini to shut her phone off.  I took that plan and ran with it, and I closed my door and lied down.  After shutting my door I heard Emily's door shut with Parini, Emily and Aaron inside and together I heard them say "Oh my God!"  When they finally realized what had happened.  That night I lost some sleep over what was said, and even the next day I was taken back, but then I thought to myself.  What they said was true and I have also ranted like they had.  I thought that now, I shouldn't talk negatively about people anymore.  I am trying not to, as for now.  I think we need to laugh at the fact that this happened.  That Parini has the misfortune for this to happen to her and to all of them.  If someone doubted the existence of God at this moment, then perhaps they might ought to rethink what they doubt.

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Star Date 18-05-02

Today I woke up at 12 and pulled myself out of bed.  It was a new day and I was determined to do something today.  I hadn't done anything lately because of being sick and all, but I needed to get out and do something.  After researching on the internet some of the free or low cost things to do in Melbourne I had decided that I would like to see the National Gallery of Victoria.  Which is in a temporary building on Russell Street until the new building becomes finished.

After checking my e-mail and finishing the research I took a shower.  The shower was nice and warm and I knew it would give me enough heat for at least the time I would spend in the city, if I still was sick.  After dressing myself completely and doing my hair I made myself some scrambled eggs.  With the scrambled eggs I also had toast and tea which tasted great.  With morning tea finished and cleaned up I gathered my things and left.

I only returned twice after making it about 10 meters each time, because of forgotten items like my phone and extra batteries for my camera if I needed them.  It was a cool day out and I was glad to have put my jumper with me as I put it on only after walking half way to the tram.  When I reached the hospital I noticed that the tram was at the stop.  Thankfully there was a red light preventing it from going anywhere and I jumped on right away.

While aboard the tram I wrote down specific stops at which stores were that interested me and scenes in which I thought might make good or interesting photographs.  I found so many stops that interest me that it will take perhaps an entire day to explore them all.  I hope that on Tuesday or Wednesday I can cover that ground.  I have realized the time I have here is fleeting now and I must seize the day.  The one thing that comforts me is the fact that I know when I'm leaving and so not as the dying man I can ration the things I have to do until I go.

Once in the city I got off at Russell street and started up the wrong way.  I had the address written in paper on a pad that I had Aaron purchase for me the first day in Tasmania all those weeks ago on Easter break.  I didn't notice I was walking the wrong way until about two blocks in when I saw that they place the house numbers on the street signs and not on the buildings.  Some buildings have them, but when they do have them they are very small.  I wonder how fire or police officials get to their designation when an emergency is happening.

I turned around sharply after seeing the street sign with the numbers.  I didn't feel any care in the world that people would see that I didn't know where I was going.  As I turned around and started to back track I found that I really didn't mind walking around this part of town.  Everyone seems to have somewhere to go and something to do at a hurried pace.  I also at this hurried pace wanted to give myself time in the gallery before it closed.  It was 3:30 when I arrived to the gallery and it closed at 5.  Upon entering I found myself a little insecure about the fact that it was free or not.  When I walked up to the information desk I realized that it was free and it reassured me and comforted me.  I picked up a map and then started to walk into the viewing area.  The gentleman at the door asked me kindly to check my backpack with the coat room.  I did so and made sure to take off my jumper and turn off my phone before doing so.  I then entered the viewing area and started to view pottery from 18th century on downwards to about 16th century.  There were some amazingly intricate pieces, but this didn't really interest me.

I know now that it sounds a bit silly, but I expected to leave the museum feeling interested and perhaps maybe a little inspired.  I left feeling neither, but there was one painting that caught my attention.  It was a scene in which a young lady was on one side of a fountain with two others at her back and then on the other side was a young gentleman.  What interested me was that one of the persons to the back of the woman was pointing upwards at something, but I couldn't tell what it was.  I think I could have looked for hours at trying to find what it was he was pointing at with no avail.

I glanced quickly around the gift shop before leaving.  I had done what I wished to do, which was arrive, see the gallery, and then return home all on one tram ticket legally.  I amazingly caught the tram 15 minutes before my ticket expired and was proud of myself.  The entire trip cost me $2.20, which converted to United States currency costs $1.20USD.  The ride home was uneventful and nothing noteworthy happened.

While back at home I went to my room and read some of the book I had been previously reading about the book of Revelations.  My hunger started to gain the better part of me and I went to the kitchen to reheat the macaroni, cheese, and hot dog, which I had prepared the day previous.  Upon entering the kitchen Emily asked me where I had gone and I had given her a short answer.  I then returned to my room to enjoy my meal and read news on Yahoo.com.  After my meal, I returned to the kitchen and washed off the materials I had used.  Then to use the toilet and while washing my hands Emily came in behind me and not a word was said to each other.

After washing my hands I came to my room and sat down to read.  I did so for the next hour until I heard a knock at my door.  I placed my food about 10 centimeters away from it as so I could only open it so far.  Emily was there and wanted to talk to me and after I gave her a hard time I invited her to come on in.  We sat there for about one minute while I tried my hardest to act angry to her.  I couldn't though as I followed through with my plan of action.  We eventually had a good laugh over it and I ended up going out with her that night.

Part of me wanted to tail along with Emily as she went to Anthony's house for a party, because I knew it would be an adventure the whole way.  Emily didn't seem to know where she was going, which is what I was counting on.  When we arrived at a bus stop in the middle of a neighborhood where we knew nothing I felt young again.  Like little kids who run around their neighborhoods at night and tell stories of the children who lived in years past around the area.  We found ourselves walking each way on the street until we met up with Anthony who was driven there by an extremely nice woman named Sarah.  She drove hectically as Anthony tried his best to give directions.  Giving as much credit as I can give Anthony, I cannot say he is the worst at giving directions or at making up his mind.  I felt Sarah was able to combat his orders to the best of anyone's ability though.  We arrived safely at his house after stopping to pick up toilet paper.

Upon arrival I noticed that it was a Spanish party with a piñata and Spanish music to boot.  Emily neglected to tell me it was a Spanish party, although I doubt it would have made a difference to my decision to join the expedition to Anthony's house.  He gave us a quick tour of the place and it was a nice place for a person who goes to a University.  The party was being held outside in the garage and it was a bit cold, but I had my jumper with me and so I was alright.  I sat next to the two Mullins on a couch and we spoke for the next hour or so.  Sitting next to them on the full couch was a good thing because we each gave each other heat.  I drank a glass of Sangria and relaxed for a bit.

The piñata was destroyed after a few whacks and we got to eat candy.  After words I met a nice gentleman named David who offered to give us a ride back to college and I took his offer.  He was really nice and we arrived home by 1.  Upon arrival I went to my room and read a little more and then tried to get some sleep around 2.  I fell asleep sometime around 3 and that was my day.

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Star Date 19-05-02

Today I woke up at 1:20 surprised at the fact that I had slept so late.  I woke to the sound of a knock on my door.  I was so comfortable that I didn't move one inch while the person who knocked left a note on my white board.  The manner in which they did so was apparently done dramatically as to get me to open the door while they wrote the note as I have done so many times before.  I lie lifeless as I was too comfortable to move.  When I had noticed that the day had grown so much I quickly pulled myself out of bed.  I opened my door to read a note from Jared that stated that the jacket which I had left in Menzies he had brought over and placed in Aaron's room.

I showered and then dressed myself while thinking of what I would like to have for morning tea.  I made myself four pieces of toast and after being toasted I spread peanut butter over all four of them.  While I ate I read the news on Yahoo.com.  After that I washed my dishes and then decided to go claim my jacket from Aaron's room.  Aaron was not there, but at the footy fields for the college's game against Glenn College.  While walking back to my tower I saw Jackson who was headed out to the fields to watch the games.  I was deterred however by the weather which was rainy and cold.  I thought that I wouldn't like to stand in wet grass and watch an entire game.

I decided however after talking to Emily that I would like to go to the library and read.  Just in case I felt like going to the store after words I brought six dollars in change with me so that I could purchase milk and bread.  I grabbed the two books I currently had on loan from the library and returned one which was labeled "The Craft of Dying."  The book itself was uninteresting and gave the author's Christian view of how everyman should die.  I think I'd rather do it "my way" as Frank Sinatra put it.  What was I looking for when I loaned the book, I have no idea.

I entered the library and sat down on the second floor at one of the study tables.  I read for about an hour about the book of Revelations.  The book described certain aspects of the book, but it really wasn't to interesting to me and so I read only some of the interesting parts.  In all I read about half of the book, which was only about 150 pages long.  After I had read the last chapter in the book which revealed the relevance of Revelations in today's society I felt very tired.  At this point I realized that I didn't have tea for breaky and would need a nap unless I got some caffeine.

I walked outside and put the book in the slot to return it and noticed that the rain had started to come down more now then it had be previously.  Across a little walk way I noticed a Coke machine that gave bottles.  At a hurried pace I walked over to it and tried to put my money in it, but the machine wouldn't accept any money for some reason.  I gave up and looked around the Agora for another machine when I noticed that there was one right below me down the stairs.

While standing out in the cold, rainy weather, drinking my Coke I thought to myself "I'm in Australia."  I realized this when I started to drink from a Coke can that I got from a machine which was behind me now.  I noticed that somehow the can was different.  After looking around at my surroundings, which of course is Australia, I examined my Coke can and wondered what exactly was different about it besides the fact that the contents were measured in milliliters and not ounces.  Perhaps the shape of the can was a little different.  Perhaps it wasn't the can that changed at all, maybe it was I who had changed so much.

I once again became aware of my surroundings and took a second to enjoy where I was and what I was doing there.  I noticed the scattered leaves on the ground and the way they had all turned yellow.  I saw how the stubborn leaves still on the trees reacted when rain poured down on them from the wonders above.  This was Melbourne weather though and it could be sunshine at any moment for which I wouldn't care for.  I, for a moment, enjoyed the way things were, just letting the chips fall where they may.  I took a deep breath in through my nose out through the mouth, there was no distinct smell which was fine with me.  It was the fresh autumn air I was after.  This is my time of year after all fall is my favorite.  Another bonus to my coming here was that I get to experience three autumn seasons in a row.  The pleasantness of the scene was something that I enjoyed for myself.  Not that I wouldn't like to share it with someone, but I don't think anyone else would appreciate it as I did at that very moment.  Perhaps it was the fact that I was alone that made it much more peaceful and beautiful.  Thinking back about it now I wish I had my camera to take a photo so that I could remember this day for the rest of my life without struggle, but perhaps when I relay this part, the visualizations of the leaves, tree, and water will be more vivid somehow in the way I relate this story to whoever should have the misfortune of being with me when I am old.

Those previous two paragraphs I tried to write differently then I usually do.  I wanted to make it seem more as a story than as a diary entry.  I wonder if I have done the job well.  In years to come I think I will remember it better the way I wrote it than in my own head.  To myself I think I did the job well and hope others find it more entertaining than me just sitting outside having a Coke so that the caffeine will wake me up before I go back into the library.  It seemed better to write it that way then to say I forgot to have my morning tea and the caffeine I needed otherwise I wouldn't be able to back into the library and read with out a nap.

Later in the day after reading I talked with Emily and Aaron for about 30 minutes in my room.  Aaron and I decided that we would like to see the new Star Wars film tomorrow and arranged plans to do so.  I tried to sleep around 3 that night, but was probably lying in bed for an hour or so.

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Star Date 20-05-02

Today's alarm clock woke me at 11 o'clock, which is pretty late if you think about it.  That's why I was alarmed that it was a struggle to get out of bed.  I had to meet Aaron at 11:45 to catch a bus that left at 11:50 for Northland Shopping Centre.  I took a shower and made a quick morning tea which consisted of my last piece of bread, a can of sliced peaches, and some of Twinning's Irish Breakfast Tea.  After that I brushed and started on my way to the stop.  While walking towards the stop I noticed that Aaron had already been waiting there for me and so I walked up to him.  We started our conversation right away.

The plan that we had made out last night was that we would meet, go to the shopping centre, see Star Wars, shop, and then go home.  We waited about ten minutes before the bus arrived and when it did I purchased a ticket instead of using my ten tiks.  It's $.60 cheaper to buy two one way tickets which is what I would need instead of using two of my tiks.  When we arrived at the mall we walked to our destination, but not before Aaron got an ice cream cone.  The feature started at 12:30 and we arrived around 12:10 so while waiting around after purchasing our tickets we looked at all the games the arcade had to offer.  Aaron finally played a football game, where you throw footballs through holes in a board about 5 meters away.  It's basically set up the same way the basketball game is set up.  While playing he got excited that he had missed one and yelled out.  This got a response from one of the people working there to come over and tell him to throw the balls not quite as hard.  I ask you, why wouldn't you want people to get excited over a football game in an arcade?  I was there to see he wasn't throwing the footballs hard, well hard enough to do damage or even warrant the need to say something to us.  She was quite rude and we just ignored her.  When we took the tickets to the counter (he won 32 tickets for the football game) they ignored us a little so we were a little rude back.

We finally decided to go sit down to see our movie.  While walking towards the theatre down the long hall way we were assaulted by thousands upon thousands (maybe 300) of senior citizens who had just come out of two theatres.  We spoke with an elderly gentleman who told us that the seniors got a free movie once a month for being a part of a club.  Today was there day to drive slowly, park in the best spots, complain about prices, talk about politics during the movie, and drive slowly home.

Star Wars, while lacking in great dialogue, was an entertaining movie.  It fulfilled some of my pre-prequel assumptions about how Darth became the way he is and about the "clone wars."  Sometimes during the film, it was hard to note where everyone was in the story and how it related back to the main storyline.  It was also difficult to know who was on what side during battle scenes in which most of the characters are digital.

After the film we went and got milk, bread, and canned fruit from Safeway and then went and waited for the bus.  We had just missed the previous bus and so we waited 25 minutes outside in the cold overcast sky.  I could see that the blue wanted to come out and thought that there might be a good chance some of it might burn off for a pleasant evening.

Another Agora moment happened today as I stood just outside one of the many snack stores on the second level.  The sky was beginning to clear as I had predicted at the shopping centre and the blue was amazing inside the dark and ominous clouds that would later bring rain for the rest of the night.  I stopped and took the moment that everyone says that they wish they would take, but never do.  I looked at the trees and the leaves on the ground.  I looked at the people who had been hanging around the Agora.  The day before it was all empty and I had that moment to myself, but this time, this time was different for there were people all around.  It made a small difference, but after a minute or so I continued on my way.

Aaron and I went our separate ways upon entering the library.  I was interested in finding out about Napoleon and his times in French history during the end of the 18th century.  I found two books that alone wouldn't make much sense, but together drive home the issues.  I also picked up a copy of Dumas' The Count of Monte-Cristo, which is a large book.  I believe the shorter version is loaned out until June 6th, so I will see what I can do with this one.

While walking home from the library around 7 I ran into Jen who was walking home also.  We walked and talked about her footy game on Sunday and how she and her sister are going on the booze cruise.  We also talked about how her brother just moved in to Chisholm College also.  We separated as we came upon tower 5, and I went in.

For tea I made four pieces of toast with peanut butter on them, I'm not sure if I consider that my tea or not.  Perhaps I'll make something more suitable when it gets later in the day.

That cloud cover that did happen to burn off quickly made it's triumphant way back and made it possible for the rain to continue into the night.

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Star Date 21-05-02

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Star Date 22-05-02

I woke up at 11 and read my e-mail.  In my e-mail was a letter from Bill about our plans of travel.  I spent the rest of two or three hours trying to come up with some acceptable arrangements for rental cars in the areas where we will be traveling.  It took so long because I wanted to check the prices of the competitors and finding those competitors was tough.  I finally came up with some possibilities and e-mailed them to Bill.  I booked one of the cars while the other I awaited to see if he had found something better.

Aaron stopped by and I asked him if he still wanted to go out "op" shopping, he didn't.  So I spent the time in my room burning cd's and waiting for the time to come when I was to get ready.  Around 4 o'clock Rebecca and some of her friends decided they wanted to go shoe shopping.  To get out of the campus for a bit I rode along as they went to Northland.

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Star Date 23-05-02

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Star Date 24-05-02

I spent the day inside reading and relaxing for the most part.  I didn't feel like doing anything and I want to finish the first volume of my book before I can start working on an essay for Philosophy of Religion.

That night I went out with Aaron and Jared to relax at some pubs and watch a footy game.  We took the tram down into the city and when we arrived we went straight to the Grace Darling Hotel, which none of us have ever been in before.  I've always wanted to drink in there one night because the outside looked cool.  Upon entering I was unimpressed though and after one beer and one quarter of the game we decided to head back up the tram line to Father Flannigan's Pub.

We arrived at Father Flannigan's Pub to see the conclusion of the second quarter.  When we entered there was an Irish trio playing "Whiskey in The Jar".  It was really a nice thing to walk into.  The atmosphere of that place is great and it is quickly becoming my favorite pub to date.  We had a couple of pots there and some chips before the end of the third quarter.  I started to get tired and decided I would like to leave before the game was even over.  I left and Jared and Aaron decided to follow.  Jared and Aaron got off before campus to go get some groceries, but I stayed on and came home.

When I arrived at home I read some of "The Count of Monte-Cristo" and then went to bed quite late.

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Star Date 25-05-02

I don't recall when I got up, but it was sometime in the afternoon.  I spend the good part of the day trying to get myself to go outside since the weather was great.  I really didn't do that though, I spent the day reading my book.

I stopped around 4 to walk around outside for a little bit and gather the rest of the day's sun before it set.  I checked to see if Aaron was around, but he was not and neither was Parini.  I came back and kept on reading my book.  I stopped for the toilet and for lunch and tea, that was about it.

When night had come, Parini asked if I would join her for a movie at the campus cinema, but I really didn't feel like it.  The movie was called, well I can't remember what it was called, but it stars Michael Douglas.  It turns out that Parini never went to the movie either.  Katie and her decided they wanted to see what movies I had, and Aaron joined them while they watched "Tommy Boy" in my room.  I didn't feel like a movie and went over to Parini's room and read my book.

When I came back to my room, no one was there.  I had wondered where they all went, but it didn't matter much to me.  I put my laptop back and cleaned up a bit and then kept on reading.

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Star Date 26-05-02

I woke up at 11 because I set my alarm so that I wouldn't sleep so late.  I got up soon after words to go to the bathroom and upon returning went back to bed.  Around 11:30 I heard Hashish answer the phone and continue a conversation and then he knocked on my door.  Probably to receive the copy of "Spiderman" he had given me two nights earlier.  I didn't move when he knocked though because I was too tired.

I fell back asleep and was woken up at 1:20 to a knock at my door.  Upon opening my door Aaron entered and woke me up proper by opening my shades and declaring "Get up it's a beautiful day, lets go see the footy game."  This is the way I wish to wake up every day for the rest of my life, except for the lack of any beautiful woman next to me of course.

Aaron sat down to read my copy of the "Rolling Stone" while I went and took a shower.  When I returned I quickly dressed and had tea which consisted of Kellogg's Rice Bubbles.  It was good, but I only had one bowl before I had to leave.  We walked over to the footy fields and watched Menzies' men easily defeat Glenn's team.  We walked back from the fields and I made tea, this time consisting of a proper meal.  I had so much that I invited Aaron down and we did our best to eat as much as we could.  For tea we had mashed potatoes, rice, peas, corn, and steak.  It was all very good and warm, but we couldn't put a very big dent in the amount of food because there was only two of us.

Aaron and I went and saw that Michael Douglas movie that I was talking about the previous day.  It was alright and entertaining.  Aaron says it's more entertaining and a better movie than Spiderman, which is a different type of movie all together.  I'd have to say that since Spiderman bit the big one, that I also enjoyed this movie much more than that one.

I finished the first volume of "The Count of Monte-Cristo" in just under a week.  The first volume is all of 623 pages and now I have about the same amount left which I won't get to do for a little while because of an essay due on Friday of this coming week.  I got to bed quite late, but it was worth it to finish the first part of the book, so that I can concentrate on other things now.

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Star Date 27-05-02

I woke up at 12:20 to Emily and Shawn talking quite loud in the kitchen.  I got up and checked my e-mail which took about 20 minutes to get rid of all the unsolicited e-mail that I receive each day.  What takes the most time is to unsubscribe from every one of them.  After e-mail I showered and dressed myself.  When dressed I had a bowl of Rice Bubbles and Rice Pops mixed for tea.  I mixed them because each of the boxes are going empty.

It had quickly become 1:30 and so I finished getting ready and I went to my Philosophy of Religion class which lasted from two till three.  Then I went to my tutorial for Astronomy and Philosophy which is my least favorite class and my least favorite tutorial for it lasts two hours.  The tutorial leader was quite happy and content to hear himself talk today and so the usual two hours felt more like seven or eight.  After that tutorial I went to my next tutorial for Knowledge Existence and Truth.  By far this is my favorite tutorial because it seems more like a laid back high school class than anything else.  The tutorial leader gave us some study guides for the exams.

After the tutorial had ended it was now six o'clock and I was quite hungry.  I came back and reheated last nights rice and mashed potatoes.  After eating them I finished watching "Dead Man on Campus" which I had started watching when I was eating the other day.  After finishing the movie I procrastinated as much as I could, but then I started to read it.  I grew tired quickly and lied down for a little rest and after 20 minutes Parini came and showed me pictures from a party that we had gone to.

After Parini left I started to read again, but this time I was reading while lying on my bed.  I became even more tired than I was before and feel asleep.  I was awoken at 1:30 from Emily who was carrying on in the kitchen with some guy.  I told her to close the door and she did, but it was too late, she had woken me up.  I couldn't fall back asleep.

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Star Date 28-05-02

I got up at 5 after lying in bed for more than two hours of not being able to sleep.  I decided that if I'm going to attempt to try and get on a normal sleep schedule then I have to get up early and stay awake for at least one day.  So here I am, soon I will start reading once again for my Philosophy of Religion Essay which is due on Friday.  I have decided to do mine on the Soul Making defense.

Basically the soul making defense is an argument for the existence of God in a world where evil exists also.  The main point of the argument is that God allows for evil in the world because it helps us develop virtues.  That's the argument in a nut shell, now lets see if I can come up with 1500 words on the subject huh?

Well to complete my minds thought of getting up I finished off the rest of my Rice Pops for tea so that I know for sure that the day has started.

That didn't really work and I fell asleep about 9 and got up at 2.  After I pulled myself out of bed I went to the computer.  I didn't feel like doing anything at all, but after checking my mail I got a picture from home.  It was of my father's side of the family at the picnic which we hold every year on Memorial day.  They were all standing holding signs saying "Chuck WE MISS YOU!"  After seeing that I was like "ok, now we can do this."  I got up and was motivated more than ever.  I showered and read every book I needed to for my essay which is due on Friday.

I called mum at home sometime around 12 and we talked for a bit.  There were many subjects which we talked about and many of them are the worries I carry for the future.  The time I will spend in America fills me with anxiety.  I joked that upon returning home I will find everything I hope for and then when crossing the street I'll get shmucked looking the wrong way.

I spent that night in my room with Aaron and I read for the most of it.  Aaron was working on his essay for his Nazi history class.  We found this great website with books online for free.  It has a lot of classic books which I hope to read some day.  The website is is really nice and I don't know how they had the time to put all those books online.  Anyway after rereading some of the books for my essay I decided it was safe to start on the second half of The Count of Monte-Cristo for the rest of the night since Aaron was on the computer.

Around 3am we got hungry and so we went to the kitchen and I made us a hamburger a piece.  At this time we saw Jared sneaking around outside Aaron's tower and we told him to come over.  He was very pissed and had been out at the bars.  While talking to him, his R.A. (Azza) came up and started to wrestle Aaron.  Soon after that another friend of Jared's from Menzies came up and joined us.  The other friend tried to steal the ironing board from our hall, but was unsuccessful.  Then he came in to the kitchen with the rest of us and Aaron, Azza, and this guy decided to fight.  I left and went back to my room and checked my e-mail.  After checking my e-mail I went back to reading my book.  About 20 minutes later Aaron joined me and we went back to work.  Around 4 I went to bed.

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Star Date 29-05-02

I got up at 2 after sleeping for a while.  I had set my alarm at 11 hoping that I could find the motivation to get up somewhere.  I couldn't even find the strength to turn off the alarm right away.  The only comfort I have in that my sleep schedule is bad is that Aaron is right here with me.

I had some corn flakes for morning tea, but I didn't have tea for morning tea because I was already awake enough.  I spent the entire time from 2 till 7:30 inside.  Around 6 I had tea which was two cheeseburgers, mashed potatoes, and corn.  It was good and with it I had some red wine which I had bought at the store the other day.  By the time 7:30 rolled around I was absolutely exhausted and decided to lie down for a short nap.  That short nap turned into 2 hours of sleep before I realized what had happened.  At 9:30 I decided I would go to bed for the night and so I did everything I needed to and then tried to sleep.  I got up around 10:15 though because I saw that I wouldn't be able to sleep.  After getting up and giving Emily her cd that Aaron had borrowed yesterday and also giving Sean a cd I had burned for him I came back and started work on my Essay.

The essay due needs to be 2000 words long and I'm currently at 650 or so.  I took a little break in which I went online to download another movie and some more music.  Then I got on and typed my diary for the day.  In between Aaron stopped by to pick up the cd he borrowed from Emily the night before.  I had already returned it though.  We talked for a bit and then he went to the computer lab to work on his paper.  I will get back to mine in a little while after regaining my strength.  The only point I can see to making someone write an Essay is to have them study a particular area of a subject.

Think about this, I go home and basically regurgitate what is in the books anyway.  Why not just require the reading and then ask us questions on it to make us think.  Then you don't need to spend time grading the papers and we've come to the same end.  Well, now it's back to my paper for now!  Since It's after midnight I will continue writing under the next day.

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Star Date 30-05-02

I woke up at 11 o'clock after going to sleep at 6am.  I finished my essay during the afternoon.  I then went to my tutorial after turning it in.  My tutorial was unusually empty.  There were about 4 or 5 of us in there and it was a bit too cozy for me.  I felt pretty confident though since I had just turned in my essay, so I actually contributed to the class.

At 6 o'clock I went to my Knowledge, Existance, and Truth class.  I sat next to a girl I met on the tram about two weeks ago and I can't remember her name.  I was so tired that I really didn't listen to much in class I just zoned out like usual.

Tonight was special because they were giving us the left over beer from the booze cruise.  It was all paid for previously so we went down to flat one around 7:30.  They call their bar "Far Ken", which since Australians don't pronounce the 'ar' sound as they do in the states they pronounce it as if it were 'a', you can imagine what they imply with the name.  While there I took pictures of friends and of strangers.  Even one where I told Aaron to take a picture of me because I'm going to go jump on some girls laps.  No idea who they were, but let me tell you I found out pretty easy.  They really didn't car that I jumped on 'em and were quite cool about it.

While I was sitting on the couch talking with one of them Katie decides to pour her beer all over me.  I am not the type to put up with this so I pour mine on her.  We then called a truce and went back and changed.  I'm not one to like to smell like a bougan (homeless person) so I showered in a matter of 15 minutes I was already back at the party.

After another hour spent at the party we then proceeded to the bar.  I stayed at the bar till around 12 and then retired back to my room.  I didn't feel very social and so didn't mind coming home alone and spending my time in my room.  I went to bed by 1:30am.

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Star Date 31-05-02

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