guess what? i am SO over the university of melbourne. ive been treated like crap since i got here 15 months ago by admissions, international student services, scholarships, graduate college, etc.
now it has trickled down to the level of the department- we are now losing the student room aka the "office" where 10 people sit in. the admin people in the dapartment are a bunch of fuck wits who could care less about how much room anyone has to work or if there are 22 people in the new student room creating a cafeteria atmosphere of noise and more noise. needless to say i am not the only one who is not impressed. there are not enough power outlets or internet connections or general ventilation in the new room.
im not impressed at all. every day i wonder more and more why the hell i came here.


among my weird delta phases of sleep i managed to squeeze in some very odd dreams:
1. pearl jam's next world tour starts in november. in brisbane. this completely knocking the inside joke of 'brisbane oh eight' i thought we were supposed to dream of things we subconsciously, or in this case overtly, want to happen. in my dream i was having anxiety that i wont be able to make november because, um, im not sure why. (??)
2. someone was giving me a cup of coffee that was a bunch of melted cheeses in a huge mug, topped with parmesan cheese. the weird part was i was more concerned about the parmesan on top than the mug of cheese being passed off as coffee. whoever it was, was saying 'its good, dont worry' to me about my skepticism.

its the end of the first week of june. where does the year go?