#37: Greetings from Bathurst

Tuesday 12 February



So I’m officially a Uni student.

I am currently sitting on the couch in my dorm, writing this blog in a word document as my computer has decided to not connect into the network. Life without the internet has been reasonably easy for me, after years upon years of addiction, but I still really need an outlet to vent my deepest, darkest feelings about the universe.

I am currently sitting here with Hayley, one of my dormies, discussing schoolies and skin cancer. My dorm mates are the best I could have ever wished for: my room is next to Joel’s, a guy who loves to party and walk into my room looking awkward. Up the other end of the cottage are Hayley and Lauren, two very open and talkative girls who I can see myself becoming very close to. They’re all very tidy and considerate while keen to make friends.

What I found so easy about this entire experience was what I thought I would find the hardest: making friends. It’s an even playing field; no one knows anyone else and when you’re all thrown together to make up a special dorm dance to show off at the Uni Bar that night, you are forced to socialise. In my RA group (All the way with IJK) there is a fabulous array of people: from all areas around the place, including Mr KK from Russia (That’s his nickname because none of us can pronounce his real name). Our RA (Residential Advisor), Mandy, is possibly one of the most excitable people around. She’s a second year nursing student, however she is over 20. I think it’s a job I wouldn’t mind putting my hand up for next year.

I’ll post more later.



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