It’s been a busy month.
I just moved house over here in Melbourne, where I’m now
sharing a house with J, R, EJ and TY. It’s no mean feat to pack up all my
belongings and move into a new area, and having to find my feet and start
afresh again.
Not everything went smooth-sailing, and I got off to an
especially rocky start. I touched down to Melbourne on Sunday evening right
before my school started instead of the morning of, because Scoot had a flight
delay (and my feedback email went unanswered one month and
counting…). I reached our new property to find that my key was defective. (Of course, no one was home either.) My bedroom played host to an adventurous Giant Spider™, who
survived multiple bashings with my dustbin throughout the night (curse the soft luxurious
carpeting!) My metal bed frame bent during the transport, and after three hours
of wrangling with EJ, we finally admitted that not all the screws are meant to
go in anymore. Luckily, medical textbooks are nice and thick and heavy, and
some of them now moonlight as a support for that vulnerable corner of my bed
frame.