So then I tripped over my umbrella and realised I was late to my tute…. (Cara)

I must start out by wishing the entire city of Melbourne and its surrounds a heartfelt happy anniversary. Yesterday marked my one-month celebration of living here. What a crazy time it’s been, when I look back on the contrast it strikes to my last lazy, sunshiney month in Perth.

I now, instead live ina world where lists of due assignments, new acquaintances (what’s the cutoff where you can start calling someone a fully-fledged friend? Is it where you cross a lecture theatre to talk to them even though you had a seat with really good sightlines already?), juggling my own money and generally trying to learn a thing or two occasionally cram my brain.

I celebrated my one-month by sleeping through a Lit tute this morning…. It felt fitting, as though I’m so comfortable with my course and lessons that I don’t need to attend them. Right? That’s my excuse, anyway!

I can’t read a word of the list of news I scribbled to fill in all you wonderers about my life – except the phrase ‘VENTURE MAPLESS’. And true enough, I now feel secure enough in my knowledge of campus that I don’t bother dragging my map around with me.

So, an exciting interactive aspect: Bloggers and other freshers(is the word ‘fresher’ a little too unfriendly?)… how did you know, or do you yet know at all, that you’d settled in? For me it was getting used to doing my own groceries and banking and hooplah, what about you?

Adios, my dearest readers, I need to go and shout at the bike shop to please fix my rusty scrapheap. Have a fabulous weekend.